Ye Qian watched everyone leave, her eyes moved back to Xu Ce, and she said with a strange look in her eyes:
"Although, I can feel that you are helping Li Xiaohong, in fact you are really helping Li Xiaohong.
It’s just that it always feels weird, smelly Taoist priest, do you have any bad taste?”
Before Xu Ce could speak, Ye Qian immediately added:
"No, it's not that there's anything, but that you have this bad taste. The Emperor has already seen through everything!"
Exploding chestnuts!
Xu Ce waved his hand and knocked on Ye Qian's forehead without hesitation. What kind of bad taste is not bad? Even if there is, it is a bad taste that breaks the system. It hurts. In order to earn sign-in points, he made him have a bad taste.
.
It's indeed complicated. If it weren't for the requirement to sign in for the task, the easiest thing would be to have Li Xiaohong kill Uncle Zhao directly, and then let Ye Qian capture Uncle Zhao's soul, and then send the two souls to the ancient temple together.
In the ghost domain, get them a separate private room, and the two of them can play happily in the same room as a man and a woman.
Uncle Zhao had just become a ghost, and he was still scared to death. He had done all kinds of bad things, had no complaints, and was an absolute coward.
Li Xiaohong has a lot of resentment. He must be stronger than Uncle Zhao. He should be tortured slowly. When Li Xiaohong loses his resentment, he will be released.
It may take longer to completely resolve Li Xiaohong's grievances, but no one needs to worry about it. Ye Qian only needs to throw it away and give orders to the Yin soldiers in the prison.
"Why are you knocking me on the head again, bad taste!"
Ye Qian stroked her forehead and said angrily.
Xu Ce smiled faintly,
"I'd love to!"
"you!"
"hehe……"
It was already two o'clock in the morning when I returned to the restaurant.
There was nothing to say all night, and the next morning it was another beautiful day.
Uncle Zhao didn't sleep well all night, for no other reason. He originally planned to ask Uncle Jiu for help, and the door opened. However, after explaining the situation, Uncle Jiu kicked him out and scolded him.
He deserves it.
Then, Uncle Zhao returned home pitifully, looking at the family business that he had worked so hard to defraud and abduct over the years. Is it really going to fall apart?
Not willing to give in!
I lay on the bed without closing my eyes all night.
Without warning, a ghost appeared lying next to him. It was none other than Li Xiaohong.
When Li Xiaohong was alive, this guy slept a lot. But Nima is dead now. He is a ghost. Previously, he wrapped his long tongue around his neck and almost strangled him.
I thought it would be fine after dawn, as ghosts would not dare to come out at dawn.
However, Uncle Zhao found that he was overthinking it. Li Xiaohong seemed not to be afraid of the arrival of daylight at all, and followed him step by step, following him wherever he went.
Even though the scorching sun in the sky had already risen, exuding a warm atmosphere, he could not feel the slightest warmth, only an eerie chill that sent shivers down his spine.
The words are still echoing in my ears, repeated endlessly, "Scatter all the wealth, leaving only a piece of clothing and a broken bowl...or die..."
Uncle Jiu's home.
Ah Xing and Xiaoyue slept in shock all night. When they woke up, they both had dark circles under their eyes. Seeing their appearance, Uncle Jiu asked:
"What did you do last night and come back so late?"
"Master, we..."
The two of them hesitated to speak, hesitating whether to tell what happened last night. If it was a trivial matter, they could just hide it, but what happened last night was a bit big.
Uncle Jiu knew his two disciples very well and frowned:
"If you have anything to say, just say it. Did you get into trouble again?"
The two lowered their heads.
When Uncle Jiu saw this, he knew that he had guessed correctly again, and said angrily:
"Speak out and I promise not to beat you!"
After the two looked at each other, they spoke and said:
"Master, last night Xiaoyue and I..."
"Uncle Zhao is so good..."
"That female ghost Li Xiaohong..."
"Foreign Taoist priest..."
The two of them told each other what they had seen.
After listening to this, Uncle Jiu did not beat the two apprentices, but his eyebrows became more condensed. After a moment, he asked:
"No wonder Uncle Zhao knocked on the door last night and said a lot of words, but he didn't sell you, and he didn't mention the foreigner Taoist priest. Haha, he still wanted to deceive the poor Taoist, so that's how it is.
."
"Master, are you saying that Uncle Zhao came to see you last night?"
"Yes, otherwise what do you think!"
"Master, is Uncle Zhao doomed? I didn't expect that he was so bad. He deserves to die. It is only natural to kill someone to pay for their life. It just feels like it is too cheap to just let him disperse the family wealth without killing him.
he!"
"Yes, if it were me, I would hang him up, then use the sharpest knife in the world to cut him all off, and then feed him to the dogs in front of him!"
Xiaoyue said this, and classmate A Xing shuddered when she heard it. Woman, you are so scary.
Uncle Jiu couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth. He looked at his female disciple and was thinking about it. Is it right or wrong to accept a female disciple?
"Master, what should we do now?"
Ah Xing changed the subject.
Uncle Jiu said:
"If you don't do much, just wait and see what happens. But Taoist Xu's methods are impressive."
Xiaoyue said in confusion:
"Surprised?"
"Yes, just like what you told me before, the painful atonement for a person is not necessarily to kill the other person, but to directly deprive the other person of the most precious thing. For Uncle Zhao, the most precious thing is convenience.
It's money, it's his family wealth.
So, it’s brilliant.”
Uncle Jiu sighed.
"..."
On the other side, it had only been dawn for an hour, and Uncle Zhao couldn't stand it anymore.
The way to seek help has been cut off. Even if there are experts in other towns, there is no chance for him to leave the town with Li Xiaohong who is following him.
If you want to survive, you can only follow the instructions and scatter your family wealth.
In order to be able to help the female ghost Li Xiaohong more quickly, Uncle Zhao went directly to the Yamen. He gave up everything he had and donated it all to the Yamen.
Only in this way is it the fastest!
"Uncle Zhao, are you sick? You look pale and you have night sweats. Why don't you go find a doctor to prescribe Chinese medicine for a few days?"
The master of the Yamen looked puzzled. He must be sick and came to joke with him early in the morning.
Uncle Zhao had a lot of money, so he donated it all. What an iron rooster! Is it possible?
Damn, I don’t have much to do, so I’m talking about chatting in broad daylight!
"I, what I said is true, I donated everything. Look, I brought the land deed and the house deed..."
Uncle Zhao hurriedly took out a pile of contracts from his pocket.
[Author's digression]: This book was published on July 29th, and today is November 2nd. Before I knew it, I had already written a million words. Oh my God, I typed more than 10,000 words every day. I suddenly felt that I was so diligent.
Ahem, this is the sixth update today, and it’s finally finished.