I deliver food to Wanjie

Chapter 391 Chapter 407
Yun Tutu's eyes lit up. He almost forgot about his important business because he was interrupted by these ghost kings.

Just when everyone was fighting fiercely, Yun Tutu spread out his palms, gathered a beam of light energy in his hands, and then countless tiny lightning bolts were active around the light energy.

Ming Jiayi, who was closest to Yun Tutu, felt a surge of pressure coming at her. She wanted to escape as fast as she could, but when she thought of Yun Tutu behind her, she forced herself to turn back.

The Ghost King who was originally fighting with her had now hidden far away, looking at Yun Tutu tremblingly.

Ming Jiayi saw clearly what was in Yun Tutu's hand, but she couldn't overcome her fear in the end, and the bullet flew far away.

Zhang Yaowen's eyes showed joy. Yun Tutu's thunder ability could really overcome all evil.

In an instant, he had the feeling that if one person succeeded, everyone around him would benefit from it. Standing next to Yun Tutu, he also had the courage to look at the so-called ghost kings around him.

Lin Yaozu and the others had already flown far away, and at this moment, even if he had a good relationship with Yun Tutu, he didn't dare to step forward.

Taoist Shifang was staring at the scene in amazement. It turned out that the person in front of him was the one who was truly hidden.

Before, he had vaguely felt that Yun Tutu had a connection with Taoism, but he didn’t expect that he could actually control the heavenly thunder. He once again had to doubt what he had gained from all these years of practice.

The evil ghosts they usually fight can be subdued by their paper offerings, and now they can even summon thunder from the sky to scare away the ghosts. How embarrassing it is for these Taoists who have practiced so hard.

"Brother Shifang, this little friend Yun... No, this Master Yun is so powerful. No wonder they were able to cross the planes and come to us."

"Yeah, no wonder their paper offerings can materialize in the underworld, while we are just a handful of ashes."

"I don't know if Yun Gao will accept disciples. I still have several children at home who have not yet received enlightenment..."

"We also have..."

What kind of cultivation level is it to be able to control the thunder? Even the other major sects don't have such ability.

Taoist Master Shifang listened to the conversation between his fellow apprentices and looked at Yun Tutu with a complicated expression. He thought he knew the other party well enough, but he didn't expect that there were so many unknown sides.

The ghost king who had been so arrogant before was now hiding nearby and trembling. Some of the more timid minions had already run away without a trace.

Mr. Wu forced a smile and said to Ming Jiayi, "Ghost King Ming, Master Yun has such a skill, why haven't you mentioned it before?"

Fatty Ke hid behind Mr. Wu. He was really afraid that the Ghost King Ming would report him to Master Yun. Would he be able to save his life then?

"I don't know these either," Ming Jiayi lamented how quickly the attitudes of these ghost kings changed, but she didn't say much.

If she had known this earlier, she wouldn't have dared to call her sister so affectionately before, and she would have worshipped her like an ancestor...

Thinking of his own ancestors' graves being dug up, he quickly shook his head. They could not be worshipped as ancestors. They had to be shown more respect.

Looking around, Yun Tutu saw that everyone was avoiding her gaze. She felt a little regretful. She didn't even have a chance to attack. She really wanted to give it a try.

But no one came to provoke her, and she had no reason to do so, so she took back the lightning in her hand.

Mr. Wu and his friends were jealous of the paper tributes that Mingming Jiayi and his friends had received, but now they have no other ideas. They still want to be good ghosts, but they don't want to lose even one last chance.

If he just ran away like this, he would leave a bad impression on the other party. If he met him again in the future, he would not even show any mercy. Mr. Wu gritted his teeth and said, "I am sorry to bother you today. I hope Master Yun will forgive me. What happened today was our fault. We will prepare a small gift later. I hope Master Yun will show mercy."

There is no way. As the ghost kings, they do have the capital to be arrogant, but it depends on the time.

When they saw the thunder in Yun Tutu's hand before, they were already scared to death just by looking at it from afar. If it attacked them, they would be reduced to ashes on the spot. They still knew how to adapt to the situation.

Yun Tutu was secretly happy to receive another gift, but he still said politely, "You are so polite. It is not difficult to see me. Just say hello in advance. But it is a bit impolite to come here suddenly. I am not prepared. How should I entertain you?"

Zhang Yaowen tried to control his mouth from twitching, but the frequency of his mouth twitching betrayed him.

He didn't believe that Yun Tutu didn't hear that this was the other party's polite remark, and he was taking advantage of the situation to say more, this was an attempt to extort money from the other party.

He didn't think there was anything wrong with this. After all, those people before were... ghosts, and they came with bad intentions.

After this mess, Ming Jiayi felt much more relaxed. Yun Tutu was still the same person, still a little bit aggressive.

However, she did not sympathize with the other ghost kings. If they had the courage to cause trouble, they should have the ability to calm it down.

They are just some valuable things, which to them are just some burial objects in the tomb.

"We were reckless," Mr. Wu quickly took the blame, but in his heart he was blaming those damn people for not investigating the matter thoroughly and thus ruining the reputation of this old man.

But when they looked at Ming Jiayi, their eyes were full of envy. If they could hug such a thick thigh, then these guys would have to walk sideways in the future.

The situation is stronger than the people. There is nothing we can do. We can't use the same old tricks anymore. We should deal with Ming Guiwang and the others properly and build a good relationship with them.

A thought flashed through his mind, and he quickly dug out some gold, silver and jewelry that he had previously stored from his ghost realm.

These things are of no use in the underworld, but since they were once human beings, they like to use them to cheer themselves up in their spare time.

There was one box in particular, it was his favorite during his lifetime, and I don’t know when I will see it again.

Mr. Wu took action, and other ghost kings, big and small, also showed their sincerity. Soon, several boxes were placed in front of Yun Tutu.

Yuntu opened the first few and was almost dazzled. It turned out that many people have the same preference as me, they just like those that are glittering.

She didn't even dare to open it and directly put it into her own storage space.

I thought there were many crises, but it turned out to be a blessing in disguise. These ghost kings are really wealthy.

Especially when he saw their painful expressions, even Zhang Yaowen couldn't help but sympathize with them for a second.

Just when everyone thought the matter was over, Mr. Wu and a group of ghost kings were about to leave, but unexpectedly they were stopped by Yun Tutu.

They wanted to run, but they didn't dare to move. They could only turn around with a stiff smile and look at Yun Tutu, "Master Yun, do you have any other instructions?"

Seeing them all like this, Yun Tutu felt guilty for once, as if he had really scared them. "Since you all gave me gifts, I can't be stingy. I also prepared a return gift for you."