After some analysis, Yun Song thought this fat guy was a ghost.
I didn’t expect it to be a living person!
When enemies meet, a white knife goes in and a yellow knife comes out!
Yun Song knew that his crisis tonight was all caused by Wang Youde.
He wanted to go out to settle the accounts, but the three fires on Wang Youde's body burned fiercely, just like real flames, and as he got closer, he became very uncomfortable.
So with a thought, he broke away from his identity as the leader of the windlass and transformed into a human being again.
Then his vision changed.
The blazing flames disappeared.
A fat black shadow appeared under a willow tree.
It was midsummer, and the trees in the forest were lush and green. The bright moonlight shone through the gaps between the branches and leaves, like a piece of silver-white gauze that had been crushed and scattered on the ground.
Yun Song raised his foot and stepped lightly on the ground, slowly approaching Wang Youde's position.
The four-eye view is on the top of a mountain in the Yunqi Mountains, surrounded by shrubs and forests. No one usually cleans the dead grass and fallen leaves, so the ground in the forest is damp and soft, making no sound when walking.
The wind is strong at the top of the mountain and most of the trees are not very tall.
Wang Youde leaned against a low willow tree and dozed off.
Yun Song remained silent. He stood opposite Wang Youde and looked at him quietly.
The wind is blowing on the mountain.
Clouds are floating in the sky.
Sometimes the clouds cover the moon, and sometimes there is no cover.
So Yunsong's face is sometimes white and cold, and sometimes it is dark and forbidding.
Wang Youde nodded like a sleepy man, and he opened his eyes in a daze.
Then I suddenly woke up!
His fat face was twisted into a ball, and his two lips were open like two fat sausages, and he could actually twist them!
"Hoho, uh hoho!"
He was so frightened that he couldn't make a sound for a while. He moved to the side and tried to retreat, but his back couldn't bear the strength and he fell to the ground.
Just as the clouds passed and the sky cleared, the moonlight shone through the gaps between the branches and shone on Yunsong's face, allowing Wang Youde to see his appearance clearly. Then Wang Youde covered his heart and shouted:
"Hiss, Xiao Zhen, Zhen, Xiao Zhen? Why are you here?"
Yun Song sneered and said, "I should ask you this in a private way, right? Didn't you go down the mountain and go home? Why do you stay here?"
"I want to go down the mountain, but it's already night and I can't go down." Wang Youde said and wanted to get up. Yun Song reached out and pulled out the fly whisk from his arms and handed it to him.
Seeing this, he was overjoyed and stretched out his hand to hold the fly whisk in order to be pulled up.
As a result, Fuchen cleverly avoided his hand and stabbed him in the chest, forcing him to the ground again:
"Remember? Why are you so anxious? Lu Xun once said, there is no need to stand for a long time while alive. There is plenty of time for standing after death."
Wang Youde trembled when he heard this and said: "Little Master, what are you talking about? I don't talk about ghosts at night, and I don't talk about monsters in the wild. I'm a coward, so don't scare me in the middle of the night."
"Besides, people don't lie down after death, so how can they have time to stand?"
Yun Song said: "If I bury your body upright in the ground, can't you just keep standing?"
Wang Youde sneered: "Little Master, don't drive away..."
"Stop talking nonsense!" Yun Song interrupted him with a straight face, "Tell me how you harmed our Taoist temple!"
When Wang Youde heard this, his face was confused and he said: "Why did the little master say this? What harm is done to the Taoist temple? How could I do something to harm the Four Eyes Temple?"
Yun Song impatiently shook the fly whisk and gestured: "Fusheng is supreme, your mother, Xiaodao has limited patience, and I don't want to play riddles with you."
"Listen carefully, and quickly explain everything you did to the Taoist temple today. Otherwise, there may be ghosts in the Taoist temple now, and they are all innocent ghosts. So if the trail sends you there, you know what will happen to you, right?"
"
Wang Youde looked even more confused: "The Taoist temple is the Taoist temple of Sanqing. How can it be filled with ghosts?"
Seeing his innocent look, Yun Song suddenly became angry and raised his fist to hit him: "Casserole - have you ever seen a fist as big as a mini casserole?"
Now he finally got scared and shouted: "Little Master, please spare your life. I will tell you whatever you ask. I will tell you anything. But, I really don't want to harm the Taoist temple, let alone you!"
Yun Song waved his hand as if to slap him, and shouted: "I see you won't shed tears until you see the coffin! Do you need me to ask? Don't you know how to explain yourself? You are still dishonest. Do you want to enter a Taoist temple and experience the dismemberment of a hundred ghosts?"
What does it taste like?”
Wang Youde was so frightened that he waved his hands: "Don't you dare? I'll explain it to you. I'll explain it to you right now. Master, please calm down."
He thought for a while, his fat face suddenly wrinkled together: "But what exactly do you want to explain? You should ask!"
"Explain to me everything you think you should explain!" Yun Song roared.
Wang Youde suddenly nodded and said quickly: "I, Wang Youde, please complete the name. I am the mayor of the old town at the foot of Yunqi Mountain. He is fifty-one years old. He has a wife, a concubine, and no children..."
"Don't talk to me about these useless things, get straight to the point and tell me how you harmed my Taoist temple!" Yun Song interrupted, "Here's a tip for you, Qian Yan'er!"
This was also a hint given to him by the ghost.
They are attracted by something called money eye.
When he heard "Qian Yan'er", Wang Youde's fat body couldn't help but tremble a few times.
He said in panic: "Qian Yan'er? How could Xiao Zhenren know about Qian Yan'er? Why do you suddenly ask about this?"
Yun Song felt that there was something in his words, so he looked at him warily and said, "You don't have the right to ask questions now. You answer Xiaodao first. What's going on with Qian Yan'er?"
Wang Youde said: "Qian Yan'er is a monster!"
"I don't know what its true form is. I only know that it can sense people's greed and can change its appearance according to people's greed."
"If you like the ocean, it will turn into a handful of oceans; if you like copper dollars, it will turn into a pile of copper dollars..."
"If it finds out that what I like is banknotes..." Yun Song answered.
Wang Youde said solemnly: "Then it will change into a banknote. In short, it can change into anything related to money, as long as it can induce you to accept it."
Yunsong understood.
His lack of greed saved his life.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Previously, he was indifferent when he saw the gold bar. After picking it up, he returned it to its original place and put away a banknote instead.
When Qian Yaner saw this, he thought he liked silver notes but not gold, so he turned into a silver note.
He was thinking, and Wang Youde was still talking:
"The thing about Qian Yan'er started from Sanluzi's house."
"About a month ago, Sanluzi suddenly became wealthy. He first spent money to take his family to eat and drink, and then made new clothes for his family. He also said that he wanted to buy a large independent house in the town."
"This three-oar boy is just a punter and rower. It is difficult to support his family on weekdays. How come he is suddenly rich?"
"Someone in the town asked him, and he said that he had dug up and found the silver coin vault stored by his ancestors."
"But this may fool outsiders, but it cannot fool our own people. The ancestors of his three-oar son have been punting and rowing for generations, so how can they save silver coins? Besides, when there was an emperor in the past, everyone used all the money.
It’s copper coins, where did the silver dollars come from?”
"However, these three oars are made of tree stumps, and even an ax can't carve them out. He refuses to tell where the money came from, so the people in the town can't find out."
"As a result, San Luzi had been extravagant for more than ten days and had just bought a house, but his whole family died suddenly!"
"Next is Brother Thumb."
Having said this in one breath, Wang Youde suddenly changed his tone: "Xiao Zhenren, do you know why this 'Brother Thumb' has such a name?"
Yun Song said impatiently: "You talk when you have something to say, and you fart when you have something to say. Do you think you are telling a story?"
Wang Youde smiled awkwardly and quickly answered: "This Big Thumb is a very famous person in our old town. He is a complete prodigal and a bad gambler. He originally had very little assets in his family, but he lost them all through gambling."
"This person also likes to swear and swear. Every time he loses badly, he will swear, 'I will never gamble again, and I will cut off one of my fingers next time.'"
"As a result, this year, he only has a thumb on his two hands. He has to stretch out his thumb when doing anything, so he got such a nickname."
Yun Song chuckled.
Betting on dogs does not deserve sympathy.
"The big house that Sanluzi bought was the ancestral home of Brother Thumb. Brother Thumb sold the ancestral home and got the money and went to the gambling stall. This time he had more money and lived in the gambling stall directly, and he gambled a lot.
Sprinkle the ocean on the table."
"A few days later, Brother Thumb also died suddenly!"
***The author has something to say***
Today is a special day.
Don’t forget the national humiliation!
Chapter completed!