"I'm in such a hurry to find my master. What's going on?" asked Wen Cai, who was chewing on a chicken leg.
"Hui Wencai, Mr. Hui, it's... those dirty things..." Butler Hu said cautiously.
"Young Master? Hehe, I am also a Young Master?" Wen Cai giggled.
"People are being polite to you, do you take it seriously?" Qiu Sheng curled his lips and asked Butler Hu: "What kind of dirty thing is it specifically? Is it a ghost, a demon, or a zombie?"
Butler Hu didn't dare to hesitate and said it clearly.
It turns out that the Huang family, one of the few wealthy gentry families in Renjia Town, built a large house. After the Huang family moved in these days, there has been no peace.
Since Renjia Town is actually very big, almost half the size of the county, Huang Baiwan did not immediately think of Uncle Jiu, but instead found some wandering Taoist priests to see if they could solve the problem of his new house.
The result was completely useless.
At this time, someone around Huang Baiwan thought of Uncle Jiu, so Huang Baiwan asked someone to invite Uncle Jiu to come and see the situation.
"...But Uncle Jiu is drunk like this now..." Butler Hu was confused.
"Isn't this just right!" Qiu Sheng slapped the table and said excitedly: "My master is drunk, but there are still us apprentices! Wencai and I have learned the art from the master for more than ten years.
, Ordinary monsters and monsters are not taken seriously at all."
"Qiu Sheng, the two of us are going to catch ghosts, right?" Wen Cai pulled Qiu Sheng's sleeve and whispered.
Wencai is very self-aware. With their abilities, they would probably have trouble dealing with even the most superficial kid. If they encountered any serious ghost, they would be dead.
"Wencai, what are you afraid of? Hasn't Master brought out a large amount of his treasures in the past few days for us to fight against? We have powerful magic weapons such as talismans and seals, peach wood swords, etc., can't we even deal with the little devil?"
Qiu Sheng said: "Furthermore, Master Huang, Mr. Huang, is the richest man in Renjia Town second only to Ren Fa. If we can solve the problem of his family's unrest, how much money can we make? Let's see what Ren Fa gives Master this time.
We built a big house with three entrances and three exits, don’t you envy it?”
Regarding this kind of issue, Qiu Sheng is still relatively clear-headed, knowing that he can't rely on Uncle Jiu to eat and drink all his life, and he must always find a way to earn money to support himself.
Wencai was also more excited: "But what if..."
"Nothing unexpected!"
Qiu Sheng turned to Butler Hu and said, "Butler Hu, lead the way. Wencai and I will go to Mr. Huang's house to kill the demons!"
"This..." Butler Hu hesitated.
"Don't be afraid, we are here to clean up those things. We are here to keep them safe so that they won't hurt you even a hair." Qiu Sheng patted his chest and said.
Housekeeper Hu looked at Ren Tingting with pleading eyes. She looked like Qiusheng and Wencai. How unreliable she looked!
"Brother Murphy, what do you think?" Ren Tingting looked at Murphy.
Mo Fei smiled and said, "Why don't we go to Huang's house to have a look? I saw monsters when I was traveling with Taoist Master Four Eyes, and I saw zombies when I was traveling with Uncle Jiu, but I haven't seen a real ghost yet."
Asking Qiu Sheng and Wen Cai, two scammers, to catch ghosts, Mo Fei felt that they were afraid that they would never return.
So even if Uncle Jiu abides by justice and does not express his anger with Mo Fei and Ren Tingting, he may be no longer friends with them.
"Ah, Brother Mo, I don't need to bother you with this little thing, right?" Qiu Sheng and Wen Cai said disappointedly.
"Even if there is labor fee at that time, it will be given to you two, right?" Murphy shook his head and said.
"That's okay, thank you, Brother Mo!" Qiu Sheng said with a smile.
Mo Fei is a master. If he is in charge, he can minimize the risk of their trip. How could Qiu Sheng refuse such a good thing?
…
The four of them set out on the road with the Huang family's housekeeper who came to ask for help, and headed to Huang Baiwan's house.
"Brother Mo, how about we share the labor fee equally among the three of us?" Qiu Sheng hesitated for a while and said.
After taking Uncle Jiu's magic weapon, Qiu Sheng felt more and more unsure of himself - he had experience that usually the more he didn't want something to happen, the more likely it would happen. Maybe this time the money wouldn't be good either.
Earned.
"No, I'm not short of money." Murphy waved his hand and said.
Wen Cai asked curiously: "Brother Mo, is your family also very rich?"
"If you can't say that, it's okay." Mo Fei said.
"How about compared with Tingting's house?" Wencai said.
"Maybe more!" Murphy thought for a while and said: "Let me tell you this, when I was traveling in Egypt, I discovered an ancient tomb of an Egyptian pharaoh, which is also the tomb of the Egyptian emperor, with the expedition team.
I must have earned several million pounds, which should be converted into oceans of 10 to 20 million pounds."
According to the exchange ratio that Murphy knew, the exchange ratio between Ocean and British Pound was at least 1:8.
"More, more...how much?" Wencai's mouth opened wide, as if he couldn't close it: "Ten or twenty million oceans?"
"No way, with so much money, Brother Mo, are you kidding me?" Qiu Sheng said.
"This is just a small amount of money, is it a lot?" Murphy said: "Do you know that Rockefeller, the richest man in the United States, has long been a billionaire. His fortune is at least several hundred million pounds, which is a hundred times more than my money."
"There are really too many rich people in this world. With my little money, I can't even be ranked among them."
Qiu Sheng and Wen Cai looked at each other with resentment in their eyes: "We also want to be like you, Brother Mo. Money is not ranked among the world's top rich people."
Ren Tingting said: "Brother Murphy, did you make so much money by digging through the tomb of the Egyptian emperor?"
"Of course not, it's because we found the Egyptian emperor's treasure house, a sea of gold and silver. We only moved a small part out, and the rest was buried in the yellow sand." Murphy said.
"As for the Egyptian emperor's tomb, we didn't find it. However, my "Black Book of the Dead" and "Golden Book of the Sun" were found there."
"So, Brother Mo, you got all this money from tomb robbing?" Qiu Sheng said in surprise.
"The ideas at home and abroad are different. In our country, this is probably called tomb robbing, but abroad it is called archaeology. The team we formed is also called an expedition team." Murphy said.
"What's the difference?"
Ren Tingting explained for Mo Fei: "Tomb robbing in our country is to steal the money from the tomb, without caring whether it causes damage to it, and just ignore it... As for foreign archeology, the main purpose is to dig through
Ancient tombs, so as to find the lost ancient culture, and finding treasures from them are accessories and secondary purposes..."
"Of course, in fact, archeology is actually another level of tomb robbing." Murphy smiled and said bluntly: "The only difference is that one looks good when eating, and the other looks ugly when eating."
"Because archeology does provide certain conveniences for the inheritance of culture. As for whether archeology has more benefits than disadvantages, or whether the disadvantages outweigh the benefits, it is a matter of benevolence and wisdom."
We were chatting along the way, and soon the Huang family, which was half a town away from the Ren family, arrived.
The Huang family's house is not much smaller than Ren Tingting's house, but it is still decorated with lanterns and other decorations, unlike Ren's house where the lights have been turned on.
"master!"
The housekeeper of the Ren Mansion, along with Mo Fei and others, met with Huang Baiwan and told him about Ren Fa and Uncle Jiu's drunkenness.
"It turns out that he is Uncle Jiu's disciple and friend. I have admired him for a long time!"
Huang Wanwan bowed his hands to Mo Fei and Qiu Shengwencai.
It's just that his expression is inevitably neither salty nor bland.
The person he wanted to invite was Uncle Jiu, but why did he end up inviting three and a half young men?
Ren Tingting saw Huang Baiwan's indifference and stood up and said: "Uncle Huang, please rest assured. My brother Mo Fei just helped us solve a difficult problem. It's very powerful. With them here, you can
Things at home will definitely be solved."
If only Qiu Sheng and Wen Cai were the only ones, Ren Tingting wouldn't dare to claim this for sure, but with Mo Fei here... Ren Tingting thinks there's no problem.
Of course, it is impossible for Huang Baiwan not to know Ren Tingting. Even the cafe where Ren Fa invited Uncle Jiu and Coffee was jointly opened by Ren Fa and Huang Baiwan.
It can be said that most of the basic livelihood industries in Renjia Town are intricately controlled by a few wealthy businessmen.
Therefore, the relationship between Huang Wanwan and Ren Fa is equivalent to that of allies, or a covenant led by Ren Fa.
"Niece Tingting, why are you here too? It's so late at night, if we bump into each other, I won't be able to explain to your father." Seeing Ren Tingting, Huang Baiwan's attitude suddenly became familiar.
"Because I'm curious, it's like following Brother Murphy and the others to learn more." Ren Tingting said politely.
With Ren Tingting as guarantee, Huang Baiwan's trust in Mo Fei and the others has also increased a lot.
"Master Huang!"
At this moment, a middle-aged man wearing a long shirt and a slicked back hair came up, looking sanctimonious, and said: "I have already taken all your orders, it would be wrong for you to find someone else."
Bar?"
"Ah this..."
Huang Wanwan felt a little embarrassed for a moment.
"Mr. Huang, I, Mao Shanming, am an authentic descendant of the Maoshan sect. I do things in a very orderly manner. I have already taken this order, so I will definitely handle it for you. There is no need to find anyone else."
Mao Shanming bowed his hands to Mo Fei and the others, and said with a look of contempt: "You guys, everyone should come on a first-come, first-served basis, right? I have the final say here, please come back!"
"Are you a disciple of the Maoshan sect?" Qiu Sheng couldn't help but stand up and said, "My master Lin Jiu is a true disciple of the Maoshan sect, so who are you?"
As a first-class Taoist sect, the Maoshan sect naturally cannot only have a few brothers Lin Jiu, but has a large number of branches. It is said that the Maoshan sect has 108 sect branches, thirty-six in the upper Maoshan and seventy in the lower Maoshan.
Second, there are also inheritances such as the Twenty-four Qingtang and the Three Ghost Sect. But they are never made public.
The sect that Uncle Jiu belongs to is the actual leader of the Maoshan sect located in Maoshan.
Mao Shanming was shocked, meeting a true disciple of the Maoshan sect? Is this Li Kui meeting Li Gui?
He is not pretending to be a disciple of the Maoshan sect, but his father is indeed a disciple of the branch of the Maoshan sect. However, Mao Shanming is lazy by nature, has no talent, and has not learned any powerful skills.
He was asked to turn around and leave, but Mao Shanming had no idea.
Huang Wanwan is a wealthy businessman. It has been a long time since he met a Kaizi of this level. In addition, he is short of money. If he tries to earn his support, he may not even have a place to eat.
There was no other way, but Mao Shanming had no choice but to be stubborn: "Since your master is a true disciple of the Maoshan sect, why didn't he come to tell me the difference, and instead let you juniors who don't understand the rules come and have a verbal dispute with me?"
"No matter how big the deal is, I will take the order first!"
Qiu Sheng still wanted to argue, but Mo Fei said: "We are all disciples of the Maoshan sect, and we are one family. Why should we fight endlessly for such a small amount of money? It will make people laugh for nothing! I think you are right, Taoist priest.
Please take the order first."
"We are just here to watch the fun. After all, ghosts are very rare things!"
Mao Shanming's expression softened, he looked at Mo Fei and nodded: "It's better for you, a junior, to be reasonable!"
"Brother Mo, isn't it? We are the main sect of the Maoshan sect. This sect is one of his branch disciples... If he talks nicely, we will recognize him, but when you see him showing off his power, it's clear that he looks down on us.
!" Qiu Sheng said.
"Don't be anxious. This guy has a great reputation, but he has no real skills. His second-level qi training skills are similar to those of literary talents..." Mo Fei raised his eyebrows and said, "In my opinion, the ghosts in this mansion are
This thing is not something that the second level of qi training can deal with, let him try it first... just wait and see the joke!"
Qiu Sheng suddenly realized that he was almost a literary talent, so wouldn't this person be no different from a charlatan?
Fortunately, this man dared to say that he was from the Maoshan sect...
It is simply embarrassing and conspicuous for the Maoshan sect!
"..." Wencai: "I feel offended!"
In fact, Wencai is by no means a good-for-nothing waste. It is because he is so well protected by Uncle Jiu, who stands in front of everything. If Wencai is left to make a living alone and starve to death without making any money, then
You will find that the skill of Wen Cai at the second level of Qi training is already much better than that of ordinary people.
Just like this Mao Shanming, relying on the second level of Qi training, he can already raise two little ghosts and draw some crude spells.
"Master Huang, are you ready for what I asked you to prepare?" Mao Shanming stood with his hands behind his hands and looked at Huang Baiwan with a master's look on his face: "If you are ready, then we can officially start. 1
It's just a kid, Mao can catch it!"
"It has been prepared for a long time. Taoist priest, please invite me!" Huang Baiwan personally led the way to the inner courtyard of the Huang Mansion.
In the yard, the Dharma altar has been set up, and the talismans, Bagua mirror, peach wood sword, etc. have been prepared.
Because Huang Wanwan had hired several wandering Taoist priests, most of them were useless, but he was already quite familiar with this process.
Murphy crossed his arms and looked at Mao Shanming with interest to see how he would perform next.