Chapter 205: Lost my head Fucheng. White Jade Tower. A young Taoist priest dressed in a green shirt and carrying a long sword stood outside the door. Looking up, he saw a magnificent and gorgeously decorated pavilion filled with demonic aura and red light. “Taoist Priest, I see you have been standing outside the door for a long time, but you want to come in and relax your feet?” The graceful woman in a ruby red cheongsam twisted her slender waist and walked out of the club, smiling brightly and having a friendly attitude. If ordinary people were to ask this question, most of them would have ripples in their hearts, not to mention **** and soul enlightenment. However, the Taoist priest's heart is like iron, his eyes are like the dead sea, and a righteous energy flows out of his body, as clear as a winter plum. “Pinch your feet, how much silver?” "Silver?" The graceful woman was startled for a moment, and then her beautiful eyes lit up: "One tael of silver is worth more than one silver dollar. An ordinary massage plus foot massage costs one yuan. For one tael of silver, you can get a set meal." “Set meal?” The Taoist priest was puzzled.
“To put it simply, it is a combination of multiple items, such as foot soaking, foot pinching, massage, back stepping, ear picking, and head pressing.” The graceful woman explained. “You can do so much with just one tael of silver?” the Taoist priest confirmed. The woman laughed in surprise and quietly changed her title: "Master Tao seems to be a capable man. It's easy to make money, but he doesn't know how difficult it is to live in the ordinary world... One or two pieces of silver, for technicians like us who can only rely on our craftsmanship to earn a living, It’s no longer considered small money.” The Taoist priest took out one or two pieces of silver from his arms and threw it towards the woman: "Can I choose the technician you mentioned?" "Of course, you are the gold owner, you have the final say." The graceful woman reached out to catch the silver, turned around and made a gesture of invitation: "Master Tao, please come with me." The Taoist priest followed her into a separate massage room and listened to the woman say: "Sit down for a while, and I will call the technician for you now." The Taoist priest said coldly: "Go as soon as possible." The graceful woman smiled slightly, turned around and went out. Soon she came in with ten women. The Taoist priest took a look and saw that among the ten women, there were three monsters. “Just her.” The Taoist priest glanced at the ten girls and pointed at a tall and plump vixen. The graceful woman nodded, clapped her hands and said, "Jin Cui stays, and the others leave with me." "Master Dao, please sit down on the bed and I will take off your shoes and socks for you." After the girls left, a servant brought a wooden basin filled with Chinese medicine and placed it beside the bed. Then he lowered his head and left. Jin Cui With a friendly smile on his face, he said softly. The Taoist priest sneered in his heart. He wanted to see what this coquettish fox could do. He sat down on the soft massage bed and let the other party do what he did. Not long after Jincui started work, he took a very serious attitude and carefully washed the Taoist priest's smelly feet, wiped them dry with a white cloth, then asked the Taoist priest to lie down, smeared Baiyulou's special gel on his hands, and began to Pinch your feet. Even though the Taoist priest kept his true intentions, he couldn't help but relax a little as the comfort from his feet spread to his heart under the other person's pressure. About seventy minutes later, Jin Cui finished one set. A layer of sweat appeared on her nose and forehead. She stood up and said, "Master Dao, you are done. Do you want to take a shower?" “Are you done?” The Taoist priest opened his eyes and asked in surprise: “Nothing else?” “No.” Jin Cui shook his head and said, "That's all the supervisor told me."
Taoist priest: “…” How can we attract Yang Qi with all this? He doesn’t understand. “I mean, do you have any other projects of your own?” After a while, he asked implicitly. “I didn’t.” Jin Cui said seriously. The Taoist priest had no choice but to make it clear: "What I mean is, don't you want to be with me?" Jin Cui: “???” After a moment, she suddenly reacted, her little face turned red from suppressing it, but she still remained polite: "I am innocent and will not do what you said. If you have such needs, I can call one for you." Taoist priest: “…” What a ghost. Hold on. This is stranger than seeing a ghost alive. "Okay, go and call someone over for me." After a long time, the Taoist priest said with a strange expression. Jin Cui bowed slightly and walked out of the room with foot-washing water. After a while, a good-looking technician walked in. The Taoist priest took a look and saw that he was a human being. How can a person do it? I'm here to find evidence of a crime, not to pick up a prostitute. “You go out and get another one.” The technician was confused, but in this club, customers came first, so she had no choice but to turn around and go out. More than ten minutes later. A technician found the graceful woman and said with a helpless face: "Director Yao, the Taoist at Vanilla House wanted a big job, but he chose more than 20 technicians and was not satisfied. Now he is still changing." Manager Yao: “…” What on earth does this Taoist priest want to do? Full of doubts, Manager Yao walked into the herb house and said with a smile: "Master Dao, can you tell me what kind of technician you want?" "I want to be like the girl who pressed my feet. None of the technicians who came later have that taste." The Taoist priest said. Manager Yao narrowed his eyes, shook his head and said, "Master Dao, I'm so sorry. Girls like her rely on their crafts to earn a living, not to sell their skills." Taoist priest: “…” He wanted to ask face to face, what do those vixens want if they rely solely on craftsmanship to make a living?
Are you here to press someone's feet in a humble manner, or are you here for the meager salary you gave me? It's a pity that he couldn't ask that. What’s even more pity is that in this way, he can’t find evidence of the evil demon! If it were an ordinary person's property, he would never be so troublesome. It is his code of conduct to eradicate the vixens on this floor and restore a peaceful world to the world. But the problem is, he heard whose property it was, and he himself suffered defeat at the hands of the other party time and time again. Unless evidence of the evil demon's guilt is found, he will kill these vixens rashly. Judging from the temperament of the evil star, he will probably chase them to the ends of the earth and fight against him! “What if I add more money?” After a long silence, the Taoist said in a deep voice. "This is not a matter of adding money or not, this is the rule of Baiyulou." Supervisor Yao shook his head and said: "Technicians who do not follow the rules are not qualified to stay in Baiyulou." Taoist priest: “…” The other party actually set such strict rules? This is trouble. at the same time. In the manager’s office. Liu Dalong was wrapped in a bright yellow bathrobe and sat cross-legged on the leather sofa. He put his feet on the table with his shoe soles pulled up. He held a thick and long cigar in his right hand and puffed out the smoke and said: "Manager Qian, I like it. I hired a technician and wanted to take him back to be my concubine, but he doesn’t agree. Can you think of a way?” Just when Jiale was about to agree, a flash of light suddenly flashed in his mind: "Commander, is the nameplate on the technician's chest silver or gold?" "It seems to be gold," Liu Dalong recalled. Jiale's expression changed, and he immediately said: "Commander, if you are a silver technician, I can help you with some advice, but for a gold medal technician, there is really nothing you can do about this." "Why can't I help it? Is a gold medal technician more expensive than a silver medal technician? No matter how expensive it is, there is always a price." Liu Dalong said nonchalantly. "It has nothing to do with high or low status, the main thing is that those technicians with gold medals are not human beings." Jiale said, spreading his hands. "Why are they not human beings? How can you scold..." Just as he was speaking, Liu Dalong suddenly realized: "If they are not human beings, then what are they?" “Fox spirit.” Jiale said softly. Unexpectedly, these words did not frighten Liu Dalong. Instead, his eyes lit up: "Is it so exciting?" Jiale: “…” "I know you can't make the decision. In this case, you go find someone to call Qin Yao, and I'll tell him." Liu Dalong waved his hand. Jiale: “…” Chenghuang Department Store. CEO's office. Qin Yao laughed angrily after listening to the vixen who came to report what had happened. Marrying a vixen as a concubine, does this **** think his life is long?
With deep helplessness, Qin Yao set off to the White Jade Tower. As soon as he entered the hall, he accidentally glanced and saw a familiar figure. “Yan Wuya, why are you here?” In front of the service desk, the Taoist priest who was standing next to a little girl asking questions trembled when he heard the voice, turned around slowly, and met a pair of inquiring eyes. "I've been here so quickly that my back and feet hurt. Come in for a massage and a squeeze on my feet. Is there any problem?" Even if Yan Wuya was upright, he wouldn't say in front of him that he was here to find evidence of guilt, so he asked instead. Qin Yao was silent for a moment, then chuckled and said, "It's no problem if you give me money. You take your time and play, I'll take action first." Yan Wuya stared at his back and thought to himself: "First he made friends with ghosts, then he became friends with zombies, and now he has taken in a bunch of goblins. Could it be that he wants to use new methods to revive the path of demons?" Thinking of this, Yan Wuya felt a chill in his heart. The more he thought about it, the more likely it seemed. The so-called treacherous person is like a loyal person. We are not afraid of those demons with facial expressions, but we are afraid of this kind of evil demon cloaked in the guise of righteousness! Taking a deep look at the demon-filled pavilion, Yan Wuya turned around and walked away, quickly disappearing at the end of the street... Upstairs. Manager's office. Liu Dalong looked happy when he saw Qin Yao coming in, and said quickly: "Did the messenger tell you?" "said." Qin Yao walked over to him and sat down. He waved his hand to Jiale, who stood up, and motioned for him to sit down. “Is it okay?” Liu Dalong suddenly became nervous. “When did you plan to commit suicide?” Qin Yao asked. "I have no intention of committing suicide at any time!" Liu Dalong understood what he meant and argued: "I have strong energy and blood, and I have the luck of military control. I am not afraid of being corrupted by a little fox." Qin Yao laughed and said: "No matter how strong your energy and blood are, can you be as strong as Emperor Xin? No matter how powerful your army is, can you have a prosperous country? Although the little fox is incomparable to Daji, you can compare to King Zhou? Marshal Liu , don’t get carried away and ask for trouble.” Liu Dalong said angrily: "How can it be as exaggerated as you said?" Qin Yao suppressed his smile: "I tell you as the orthodox descendant of Maoshan, if you take a vixen as your concubine, you will die in the wind within five years. Then your army will fall apart, and your wife will If you become someone else's wife, your children will affectionately call someone else daddy, and even the impression you left in our memories will become blurred over time, and eventually we won't be able to remember what you look like." Liu Dalong: “…” His skin got goosebumps as he said it. “Then I can take her home and not touch her, okay?” After a long time, he felt a little unwilling to give up. Qin Yao sneered at this: "That's what you said." Liu Dalong: “…” "Don't even think about taking concubines and vixens. Too much daydreaming will damage your kidneys." Qin Yao said again. Liu Dalong was disappointed and said instead: "What about the cooperation to open a club in the military town? You said before that there were not enough technicians, but now I see that there are many more gold medal technicians in the store. You have nothing to say?" Seeing the expectant look on his face, Qin Yao couldn't bear it after all: "It's okay to have a meeting, but I won't send a vixen there. Here, with me watching, you can't play such an exciting project. Who can control your territory?"
“You can’t do this, we are still brothers-in-law.” Liu Dalong seemed to be wearing a mask of pain and said through gritted teeth. "If there is no such relationship, I will give you hell!" Qin Yao said: "You are not that kind of idiot, why do you have to mess up on this matter?" Liu Dalong was speechless. But fortunately, the original wish was achieved. evening. Xiqiao Mountain, Jing Nian Zen Sect. Yan Wuya stretched out his hand to push open the quiet and deep courtyard, stepped on the path paved with cobblestones of various colors, and slowly came to a wooden house. "Donor Yan, long time no see." The small door of the wooden house opened automatically, and a handsome and slender figure in a snow-clad robe stepped out and stood in front of the door. “Master Kong Jian.” Yan Wuya saluted with his sword. “I see you looking dusty and frightened. Could it be that something terrible happened to you?” Monk Kong Jian looked directly into Yan Wuya’s eyes with his pure eyes and said warmly. “The master has a sharp eye.” Yan Wuya said in a low voice: "I met a very scary... person!" The monk invited him to sit down in the courtyard and asked softly: "Where is the fear?" "This person doesn't distinguish between good and evil, black and white, humans, ghosts and monsters. There are only two categories of creatures in the world in his eyes. One category is those that I can use; the other category is those that I can't use." Yan Wuya said quietly: "What's more important is that he also has a prominent and decent identity. This has led him to become the protector of monsters, demons, zombies, and evil spirits. I am very worried that he will protect an evil spirit in the future. The spirit kingdom becomes the king of evil spirits in the new era.” Listening to his story, Kong Jian seemed to see a mountain of corpses in front of him, a tall figure sitting on a blood-stained throne, and an army of different evil spirits crawling below. The eyes are slightly cold. “Who is he and where is he?” "The eighty-eighth generation disciple of the Maoshan Sect, Qin Yao." Yan Wuya said: "If nothing else, he is still in a city called Fucheng on the east coast." Hongjian was silent for a moment, then looked up at the sunset slowly setting over the mountain, and a sense of mission gradually gathered in his heart. “Donor Yan, please take me there. I will try to convert this person.” Yan Wuya stood up and bowed deeply: "Master, on behalf of the people of the East Coast and the whole world, I would like to thank you for going out to ward off demons." “The Buddha said, “To help others is like helping yourself, to help others is to practice.” Kong Jian shook his head: "If this person's demonic nature is really what you said, then after transforming him, I will be... a living Buddha!" (End of this chapter)