Without the trouble caused by Shi Jian and his son, the ghost collection project went smoothly without any further accidents.
In front of many big bosses who are above the realm of human masters, these lonely ghosts can't make any waves at all.
In just one stick of incense, these ghosts were almost collected.
After everything was settled, everyone handed the collected ghosts to Uncle Jiu and prepared to say goodbye and leave.
Everyone has come from afar and has a lot of things to do at home, so we can't delay it for too long.
"Thank you fellow Taoists for your generous help. Zhengying would like to thank you. If you need me in the future, just ask."
"You're welcome, Fellow Daoist Lin."
"We are all from the same sect, so don't say such disrespectful things."
"In the past, I was indebted to Fellow Daoist Lin for taking care of me for a long time. It was just a matter of a little effort."
Uncle Jiu thanked him, and everyone smiled in reply.
Although they didn't know what was wrong with Shi Jian and Uncle Jiu in private, they had known each other for a long time and their character was still trustworthy.
Surprisingly, many people greeted Feng Yi before leaving, and Feng Yi responded with a smile.
The previous scene shocked everyone quite strongly.
It is simply unimaginable that the King of Thunder and Lightning, who has traveled all over the world, lost to his nephew in the thunder method.
As everyone left, Uncle Jiu Feng Yi and others returned to Yizhuang.
Taoist Master Four Eyes and Master Yixiu came back together. Their relationship with Uncle Jiu is closer. Jiuquan Town is very safe recently, so there is no need to rush back.
After returning, Uncle Jiu was worried about the long night and many dreams, so he summoned four ghosts overnight and handed over the captured ghosts to them.
Seeing that Uncle Jiu was so efficient, all the ghosts nodded with satisfaction, but they were not in a hurry to leave. The leader of the ghosts said simply: "The impact of this incident is very bad, and the quantity is not enough."
Of course the quantity is not enough.
Not to mention Xiaoli who escaped, several others were killed by Shi Jian
It fell.
Furthermore, some ghosts foolishly stayed in Renjia Town and were captured, while others ran away early.
Although the proportion of those who ran away was not large, they could not be found if they tried to find them.
"It would be great if we can capture most of them. How can we capture them all?" Taoist Priest Simu muttered after hearing Gui Cha's words.
"Huh? Are you accusing us?"
The faces of the ghost guards darkened, and they looked at Wencai and Awei with displeasure and said: "You made the mistake, and now you are just trying to make up for it. If the number is wrong, it is wrong. Otherwise, let one of these two randomly
Let’s go to the underworld and forget about it!”
When Uncle Jiu saw the ghost officers speaking high-sounding words, he rolled his eyes angrily and said, "Okay, stop using your big hat to pressure people. How much money are you going to charge!"
He has already seen that the ghost agents are clearly looking for trouble, but in fact they are asking for bribes.
Even if you die, you are still so greedy!
Seeing Uncle Jiu being so polite, the ghost officers nodded with satisfaction and then
The lion finally opened his mouth and told a shocking figure.
They probably think that Uncle Jiu runs a "bank" and can print as much money as he wants, so why not point more?
They forget that paper, mills, manpower and material resources for printing money all require costs.
Just as Uncle Jiu was about to bargain, a few of the gangsters set their sights on Wencai and Awei again, acting like they were scoundrels who would eat you up.
"Okay, I gave you five days to catch ghosts. I just used two days. I will definitely burn the money for you in the remaining three days. You spend it slowly!"
Uncle Jiu was completely helpless. In terms of strength, they were stronger; in terms of shamelessness, they were stronger. Now that they had the leverage in their hands, they had to suffer this loss.
"Um."
The ghost guards nodded with satisfaction, opened the door to the underworld, and walked in slowly.
They don't need to worry about Uncle Jiu not admitting his fault. Anyway, the life and death of his two apprentices are in their own hands!
"They are really bullying people too much." Taoist priest Simu said angrily after the ghost servants left.
"Uncle Master, they are not humans, they are ghosts..."
Feng Yi patted him on the shoulder and said to Uncle Jiu: "Master, it would take a lot of money to print so many ghost notes. I have it here..."
"Um!"
Uncle Jiu waved his hand and refused Feng Yi's help. He gritted his teeth and looked at Wencai and Awei and said, "This matter has nothing to do with you, and I can't let you advance money.
From today on, you two will do all the housework for me and hand over all your wages.
Let’s talk about when we’ll pay it off!”
Wencai and Awei looked sad and nodded silently in recognition.
There was no way, Uncle Jiu was quite stingy at heart, and he often withheld wages from his wages. To ask him to pay so much money today was like a knife in his heart!
It's okay to let him get angry and vent.
…
In the next few days, the entire Yizhuang was busy printing money.
Uncle Jiu, Gu Gu, Taoist Priest Four Eyes, Master Yixiu, Feng Yi and others all worked together. Qiusheng Wencai Awei took the initiative, and it was only when the printed notes piled up into two small mountains that it was finally called an end.
Black, so dark.
After all this was done, Taoist Master Four Eyes and Master Yixiu formally bid farewell, and everyone sent them away or began to burn the money.
"Master, it would be great if someone could help me burn so many ghost notes after I die..."
Qiu Sheng threw the Ming Chao into the stove one by one, and said with jealousy as he looked at the Ming Chao that turned into ashes.
"Okay, if you die now, I will burn it for you now." Uncle Jiu, who was angry, pushed back unceremoniously.
"Master, how much do these ghost coins cost?" Wen Cai asked weakly from the side.
"How much?"
Uncle Jiu glared at him fiercely and said angrily: "Sell you
You can’t make any money back.”
"That's okay, it's not much." Wen Cai was delighted when he heard this.
Boom!
Wencai received a heavy blow to the forehead.
Ah Wei stood aside and said righteously: "These gangsters are really nothing. Look at me, the security captain of my town. I never accept bribes, unlike them, who openly ask for bribes!"
"Tch, with your little ability, you would go to Master for anything. Who would come to you? Master, right?" Qiu Sheng smiled and said as he approached Uncle Jiu.
"How can this be called bribery? This is called clearance."
Uncle Jiu felt very comfortable being flattered by Qiu Sheng. He nodded and said, "There is indeed a good business. The money boss in town asked me to help him check the Feng Shui of the restaurant."
Boss Qian?
There is only one restaurant owner in town named Qian, the owner of a Western restaurant!
Boss Qian's family is not as rich as the richest man Ren's family, but if he can afford to open the only Western restaurant, he will certainly not be poor.
Qiu Sheng and Wen Cai looked at each other and smiled: "I heard that Boss Qian is a very wealthy man. We can give him a severe cut!"
