Late at night, midnight.

Dark clouds cover the moon and the stars dim.

There was a sudden frost on the sky and the earth.

The evil fire god held a torch in his hand and walked against the wind. He slowly stepped into a temple and called to the figure sitting cross-legged under the statue: "Master Yuanzhan."

The mage, who was thin and withered, asked indifferently without turning his head: "Why are you here to visit?"

"Do something for me, and the reward is... ten large yellow croakers!" The Evil Fire God hesitated for a moment and then became cruel.

In front of the statue, Master Yuanzhan suddenly opened his eyes and said in a solemn voice: "Ten gold bars?"

The evil fire god laughed: "Of course it's gold bars, it can't be ten live fish, right?"

Money can make ghosts go round, but it can also make mages stand up...

Yuan Zan stood up lightly and looked sideways at the fat monk who was in sharp contrast to him: "What kind of mission, such a high commission!"

"I'm not afraid to tell you clearly, it just depends on whether you dare to accept the money."

The Evil Fire God said: "The Department Store Qin bullied the weak and occupied the former residence of one of my friends, and even drove my friend out of the former residence. As long as Master, you can drive away the Department Store Qin, I will offer you ten large yellow croakers."

Yuan Zan frowned and remained silent.

Sure enough, high returns mean high risks. Is Department Store Qin Na easy to mess with?

"Master, although Department Store Qin has Maoshan as its backer, you also have the protection of Bodhisattvas!" Evil Fire God said in confusion: "As for his power in the secular world, are we, the people in the spiritual world, still afraid of him?"

At this point, seeing that he was still silent, the Evil Fire God said again: "What's more, the mission is not to kill Department Store Qin, but to persuade him to leave my friend's former residence.

In essence, unless you, Master, behave arrogantly and arouse the resentment of Qin, there is no situation that forces you to become enemies."

Yuan Zan thought for a while and said, "I'll give it a try..."

Not long after, after seeing off the Evil Fire God, Yuan Zan turned around and came to a Taoist temple, and said to the old Taoist who was facing him: "Old Centipede, do you want to do a business?"

"What business?" The old Taoist priest with a goatee and a somewhat fairy-like appearance asked curiously.

"A disciple from Maoshan occupied my friend's house. My friend did not dare to offend Maoshan, so he dared not speak out. If you can help my friend take back the house, I will give you this amount later." Yuan Zang.

Raise your right hand and hold up three fingers.

"Three hundred yuan?" asked the old centipede.

"It's too small." Yuan Zan shook his head and said in a deep voice: "They are three large yellow croakers and gold bars!"

Old Centipede: "..."

Shaoyan.

Old Centipede saw off Monk Yuan Yuan, stood in silence for a moment in front of the Taoist temple, turned around and entered the courtyard, walked to a brightly lit wing, and gently knocked on the door: "Ah Qi, are you asleep?"

In the side room, in front of the altar, facing a small coffin, Uncle Qi, who was meditating with his eyes closed, suddenly opened his eyes, stood up and said, "You haven't slept yet, Master Wu, are you okay?"

"You said you fled here and were penniless, so you begged Pindao to take you in for a while. Now Pindao has a job here. When the job is done, the commission will be a big yellow croaker, which is enough to improve your life. Do you want to do it?

?" said the old centipede.

Uncle Qi pulled up a piece of red cloth on the table, covered the sarcophagus standing in front of the incense burner, turned around and opened the door: "Master, please come in."

The old centipede smiled slightly and walked into the room slowly.

Uncle Qi respectfully invited the old Taoist priest to sit down and asked, "Master, what kind of mission is it? It's so valuable!"

The old centipede said: "I have a friend whose house was occupied by a Maoshan Taoist priest. He did not dare to offend Maoshan and was reluctant to part with his ancestral home, so he offered a bonus of a gold bar and wanted to ask someone to help him take back the house. You

If you are interested in this job, you can give it a try, since it doesn’t cost money to take on tasks.”

Uncle Qi pursed his lips and fell into deep thought.

After escaping from the haunted house, in order to avoid being blocked by those monks with evil intentions, he didn't even have time to take the gold, silver and jewelry he had hidden. After taking some cash, he set foot on the house carrying a coffin.

The road to escape.

Wandering all the way here and there, the little cash I had had long ago been spent. In desperation, I had to find some small Taoist temples to stay overnight, and finally ended up living in Master Wu's Taoist temple...

"I remember you said you wanted to go to Nanyang earlier, right?"

Seeing that he still didn't refuse, the old centipede knew there was something going on and said seriously: "The other side may not recognize our silver paper and ocean, but they will definitely recognize our gold. Ah Qi, to be honest, I feel like this task is just for you to measure

Custom-made.”

Uncle Qi took out a breath and said in a deep voice, "I'll take over this mission!"

The next day, early morning.

Uncle Qi, wearing a yellow scarf hat and a yellow mage robe, holding a dark red peach wood sword in his hand, strode to the iron gate of the mansion according to the location given by Master Wu.

"Boom boom boom."

Lifting the hilt of the mahogany sword and lightly smashing the iron door, Uncle Qi shouted: "Taoist Ma Hongqi from Longhu Mountain, please see our fellow Taoist here."

In the lobby, Qin Yao, who was learning the "Light Protection Talisman" with Uncle Jiu, was slightly startled.

This voice sounds a bit familiar!

"Qin Yao, go and take a look." Uncle Jiu said calmly.

Qin Yao nodded, turned around and walked out of the lobby.

Outside the iron gate, Uncle Qi, who was holding a wooden sword, saw someone coming out and quickly took a closer look.

It didn't matter if he didn't take a closer look. The closer look scared him so much that he almost flew out of his wits and turned around and ran away instinctively.

Qin Yao was stunned for a moment, and then he suddenly realized what he was doing. He jumped out of the iron gate protruding from the top and chased forward.

Uncle Qi ran desperately, but running couldn't compare to flying. The distance between the two was closing at an extremely fast speed.

Rushing to a bridge, Qi Shu suddenly pulled out the mahogany sword in his hand, turned his body sideways, and slashed at Qin Yao.

"Bang!"

Qin Yao punched open the mahogany sword, his body sank, he raised his foot and kicked Uncle Qi hard on the chest. The strong force instantly kicked him up, and then he fell to the ground again.

Uncle Qi felt that his tail bone was about to be cracked, but he did not dare to hesitate at all. He jumped up before Qin Yao rushed towards him, held a wooden sword in his hand, and fought with him.

"Snapped."

After more than ten rounds, Qin Yao punched the peach wood sword that Uncle Qi was blocking in front of his chest. His fist, shining with golden light, struck hard in the center of the opponent's chest.

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Uncle Qi flew up with his feet off the ground, his body was beaten into an arch shape in mid-air, and he opened his mouth to spit out a mist of blood.

"Zizu, help!"

Before landing, Uncle Qi opened his bloody mouth and shouted for help.

In an instant, endless dark green light erupted from his body, taking him soaring into the sky.

"boom."

Just when Qin Yao was about to pursue him in the air, a copper coin sword with a yellow talisman suddenly fell from the sky and hit Uncle Qi's head hard, knocking him down from the air!

"return."

In front of the iron gate, Uncle Jiu, who had appeared here at some unknown time, gave a soft drink. The copper coin sword that had landed with Uncle Seven immediately raised its blade, glided in an arc in the air, turned around and flew towards the gate.

"Don't kill me, someone asked me to come!"

Seeing the fierce god walking towards him step by step, Uncle Qi was almost frightened. He dragged his seriously injured body back and shouted loudly.

"Who asked you to come?" Qin Yao paused and asked curiously.

"As long as you are willing to spare my life, I will take you to find him." Uncle Qi said quickly.

Qin Yao's heart moved and he turned to look at Uncle Jiu.

"Go ahead, I'm here to watch." Uncle Jiu waved his hand.

Qin Yao nodded, took out the Gauss gun from his hand, and faced Uncle Qi: "Let's go, let's talk as we go..."

It's noon.

sunny.

The sky is clear and clear.

Uncle Qin led Qin Yao to the Taoist temple and whispered: "Mr. Qin, this is it."

Qin Yao raised his head and glanced at the plaque of "Qing Xin Guan" and sneered: "Paying money to hire murderers, this Qing Xin Guan is not pure!"

Uncle Qi remained silent.

He knows one thing deeply. At this time, it is better to say nothing than to say more. But if he says the wrong thing, he will easily bring disaster to himself!

Qin Yao stepped into the courtyard. As soon as he arrived in the courtyard, he saw an old Taoist priest striding across the threshold of the main hall and walking across from them.

"Ah Qi, who is this?" After seeing them, Old Centipede was slightly startled.

"You spend money to find someone to deal with me, but in the end you don't even know who I am?"

Qin Yao's brows were raised, and the boss suddenly gained momentum.
To be continued...