Chapter 375 I don’t want to play anymore〈Explosion·2nd update·8000〉 “Master…” A Che, who substituted himself as the protagonist of the novel, suddenly knelt down in front of Qin Yao and shouted with reverence on his face. Qin Yao was stunned, unable to laugh or cry. He didn't know what had happened to his luck in the past two days. Either someone asked him to recognize his father, or someone asked him to become his disciple. It was strange. "Master, this disciple is devoted to the Tao, and he is always longing to be like the ancient swordsman, wielding a sword of Qingming, traveling across the blue sea in the morning and the sky in the evening." A Che said with a pious look on his face: "Master, please favor me and give me a chance. Bar." Although he learned Shen Da by chance, the old man who heard about his Shen Da said that there are two major flaws in this sect's Shen Da. One is that whenever a **** is invited to take over the body, the host will lose consciousness. To put it simply, after the immortal takes possession of the body, the host will know nothing. No matter what the immortal does with this body, the host will not be able to learn about it, let alone resist. The ghost knows what he will do with his body if he encounters a bad person. Second, the sequelae of divine beatings are extremely severe, and the damage caused to the body and soul is irreversible.
It would be okay if the righteous gods and remnant spirits are recruited, at least these gods will not kill the goose to obtain the eggs. But if you invite an evil god, it will be easier to invite the **** than to send him away. What’s more, even the righteous gods and remnants have to collect rewards. What’s even more terrifying is that no matter what the other party wants from you, they don’t have to discuss it with you, or even notify you, and just take it away... These two flaws, seemingly simple, are actually full of murderous intent, so that every time he uses Divine Strike, he has to recite a large circle of gods in his heart, hoping that one of these gods can hear his call, and thus Protect him from evil spirits! Therefore, the opportunities he longs for include not only the sword-riding Qingming and the travel across the sea, but also the desire to change the status quo and the pursuit of his own safety... Qin Yao didn't know the twists and turns, but he understood one thing: there is no free lunch in the world, and all the gifts in life are quietly marked with prices. As an outstanding descendant of Maoshan, he used the magic of summoning gods. His ancestors would sometimes drain all the power from his body, let alone an outsider who was neither a relative nor a friend, a false god. After thinking about this, and then looking at A Che's apprenticeship behavior, everything seems reasonable and reasonable. "I may be a good apprentice, but I am definitely not a good master." Qin Yao lowered his head to look at the figure kneeling in front of him, and said calmly: "At most, the master can lead you through the door. Practice depends on the individual. Before you, I will I took in two registered disciples, and apart from bringing them into the Maoshan sect and teaching them a set of spells, I never cared about their lives. So, do you still want to become my disciple?" "think!" Ah Che said categorically: "It is already a blessing to be able to enter Maoshan and learn magic. How can you expect your master to take care of you like a nanny?" “You are quite reasonable.” Qin Yao laughed. "It was the first opportunity in my life to be able to practice Shen Da. Since then, I have been waiting for more than ten years, and now I am waiting for the second opportunity. Why can't I think about it?" Ah Che smiled softly, his eyes full of hope. “Forget it, I can’t just watch your dream come to nothing.” Qin Yao stretched out his hand to help him up, and said in a deep voice: "The named disciple is only a disciple in name, so I won't open an altar to worship my ancestors, let alone tell the world. However, I can teach you two sets of spells, one for Maoshan Talisman Master Book, and the other set is for the Earth Escape Technique. I will give it to you after I write out the copy in two days." A Che was overjoyed. As soon as he stood up, he knelt down again and kowtowed: "Thank you, Master!" "Okay, get up." Qin Yao had no choice but to pull him up again. Unexpectedly, as soon as this was settled, Azhi next to him knelt straight down again, kowtowed and said: "Mr. Qin, I also want to practice Taoism and seek immortality with you!" The desire for immortality and immortality is a pursuit engraved in the blood of the Chinese people. Emperor Qin, Han Wu, Tang Zong and Song Zu have already set an example for this. Throughout the ages, it has always been like this.
Now that he has watched his brother cross this door with his own eyes, Azhi said it is impossible not to be moved. The reason why I could hold back before was simply because I was afraid that if I spoke rashly, I would affect the fate of my brothers. If so, there is nothing this brother can do... Ah Che also thought of this quickly, and with the word "righteousness" in his heart, he prayed: "Master, if you are driving one sheep, you are driving two sheep. Please accept Ah Zhi." Qin Yao frowned and said, "You two are different... His situation is a little more complicated." He was referring to the plot of the elf transformation. Azhi is the core character of the elf transformation. If he accepts him as his disciple, this story will become their "family affair". Heaven's review standards for this aspect are almost strict. , so it will not be so easy to obtain Yin virtue again. Ah Che didn't know the reason for this, and thought that Master was talking about something that had no foundation, so he immediately said: "Master, don't worry about this, I will help Ah Zhi build the foundation!" Qin Yao pondered for a moment and said slowly: "Forget it, from now on, you two are my registered disciples. Get up." “Thank you, Master.” A Che and A Zhi both kowtowed together and said in unison. "Who are you and why are you in my house?" At this moment, the woman on the bed suddenly woke up and was frightened to death after seeing so many people. “Master, what should we do with him and the adulterer downstairs?” A Che asked in a low voice as the two apprentices stood up. Qin Yao waved to Zhang Ling and led the couple towards the stairs: "Whatever you do, the three of us will wait for you outside the department store." Shortly after. The two of them stood frozen outside the department store. Qin Yao watched A Che and A Zhi walking downstairs. After talking to Boss Ye for a while, he began to beat him violently. After the beating, Ye was left with a bruised nose and a swollen face. The boss even limped around and wrapped a big red envelope for each of them... What a great injustice! “Why did you take out someone’s phone?” Looking at their two bulging pockets and the phone A Che held in his arms, Zhang Ling looked surprised. Ah Che waved his hand and led them out of Boss Ye's sight range before he said in a haphazard voice: "Telephones are a good thing these days. They can make a lot of money when sold. We lied to the man surnamed Ye and said that we would complain The ghost was sealed in the phone and became a phone ghost, and he actively begged us to take the phone away. " Zhang Ling: “…” This guy talks a lot about what he says. You will only believe half of what he says in the future. When you encounter any problem that requires decision-making, you should think twice before you act! … … The next day, dusk. Wearing a bright yellow robe, Ah Che strode into the funeral parlor. Ah Zhi, who had been waiting here for a long time, threw the towel in his hand on the table, moved his head and said, "Get off work!" A Che’s main job is to perform rituals, and A Zhi’s main job is to put makeup on corpses. Both of them are affiliated with this funeral home. They have known each other for a long time and have similar temperaments. In addition, they live in the same community and often go to and from get off work together, which is why they have the brotherhood they have today. “Ah Che, Ah Zhi, do you have anything after get off work?” Against the wall, a man wearing black sunglasses and a white coat, who looked somewhat like Mao Shanming, slumped on a chair and raised his head and asked. "What are you doing? What are you holding back?" Ah Che looked at him and asked. “That’s nonsense. I’ve always been kind to others. When have I ever been bad?” The man pulled down his glasses and glared. “You always find ways to steal our money. Isn’t this called holding back?” A Che joked.
"When did I cheat you?" The man waved his hand angrily: "Uncle, I have always been upright. All the money I got from you was through betting. I am an honest child." A Che raised his eyebrows: "Why, what are you trying to get us to gamble on this time?" “Do you know what it means to pull a plantain essence?” My uncle said with a chuckle. “I know about Basho Essence, but I’ve never heard of Basho Essence.” Azhi sneered and said, “Did you make it up?” "Who made it up?" Uncle Tang smiled and said seriously: "You young people don't understand anything. The so-called banana spirit is to find a banana tree with flower buds, tie the flower buds with one end of the red rope, and tie the other end to the big toe of your right foot. Put oranges in the incense and burn the incense to nourish the soul. Then the two ends of the red rope were stained with blood from the fingertips. Turn your back to Basho and close your eyes. By then, you will be able to pull out exactly the kind of woman you want in your head. However, playing with plantain essence is risky. If you are not careful, you will lose all your essence and die. " “It sounds very fragrant and charming, but what does this have to do with our bet?” A Che asked. "As long as you dare to pull the banana spirit and stay in the banana forest until Yin Shi, you will win. Otherwise, you will lose." Uncle Tang pointed at Azhi and said. “What to bet on?” Ah Chao. “Fifty pieces of ocean.” “Hey, take out the coffin book and gamble!” Ah Che exclaimed. Uncle Tang said on the ground: "It depends on whether you dare or not." “You’re so nagging, I won’t play with it.” Azhi felt a little frightened and subconsciously wanted to refuse. Ah Che put his arms around his shoulders and said softly: "Please ask Master to sit in for us tonight. Don't say there is no Plantain Essence. Even if there is Plantain Essence, Master can teach her how to behave. What are you afraid of? Uncle Tang has tricked us so many times." , If you don’t come back from the trap once, will you feel better?” Azhi: “…” When it is midnight. The silver moon is like a plate. The uncle held a lamp in his hand, illuminated the three figures following Azhia's car, and asked, "What's the matter? Why are there suddenly three more people?" “Did the bet say that we couldn’t bring three more people with us?” Ah Che asked. Uncle Tang said speechlessly: "That's not true, it's just that they have women and children, and I'm afraid of scaring them." Ah Zhi suddenly remembered the way the two women didn’t change their expressions when they saw the resentful ghost behind them, and sighed sincerely: “You were scared to death, and they won’t have any problems.” Uncle Tang: “…” Depend on. You want to curse me to death in front of me at night? “Okay, okay, stop talking nonsense and go find the banana forest quickly.” Ah Che grabbed his uncle’s shoulders and dragged him towards the woods, interrupting the anger in his heart with actions...
"Azhi, who is the woman you want to pull out?" Qin Yao suddenly asked sideways as he looked at the old man and the young man playing around. He was very curious about what kind of character Azhi would play without the heroine Iris on the stage. Hearing his question, Azhi was suddenly startled! He has seen ghosts and gods before. Even if a plantain spirit is pulled out later, he will not be too surprised. But the problem is...the woman who surprised him recently is Miss Zhang. Although Master said that Miss Zhang has nothing to do with him, does it really mean that there is no relationship between a man and a widower raising a child? What's more, last night he accidentally heard clearly that the child called Miss Zhang mother and master father. What if he pulls out a woman who looks exactly like Miss Zhang in front of them? How should he explain it then? How should we face Master, Miss Zhang, and that little guy? No...if you don’t earn the fifty yuan, you won’t earn it. This is not a fun thing to do! Thinking of this, he hurriedly said: "I don't want to play this game anymore." Chin Yao: “???” What the hell? What happened? You suddenly stopped playing. Where did the elves come out? If the elves don't come out, is this story called a chicken's elf transformation? "I'm going to tell them that I won't play this game anymore." Without giving Qin Yao a chance to ask, Azhi hurried into the woods, leaving Qin alone and confused. “Tang Shu, Tang Shu…” After a while, Ah Zhi flew to his uncle and said, "I don't want to play this game anymore." "You're giving up so quickly?" His uncle's eyes lit up and he opened his palms to him: "Give me money, fifty yuan." “I’m not admitting defeat, but I can’t play anymore.” Azhi shook his head. "Don't make excuses." Uncle Tang said, "Why didn't you say before that you couldn't play? Now that we're all here, and you say you can't play anymore, why do you want to fly?" Ah Zhi turned his head and glanced at Qin Yao and others who had not yet followed. He held their necks, pressed down their heads, and whispered softly: "To tell you the truth, when I close my eyes now, all I can think of is my wife." If this really happens, how can I face Master?" “Wait a minute, where did the master’s wife come from?” Ah Che asked in confusion. Ah Zhi said even more quietly: "When I went to the toilet last night, I overheard the little guy calling Miss Zhang mommy and Mr. Qin daddy. What is this if I'm not a master's wife?" A Che: “…” This is so embarrassing. "I don't care what your reasons are. If you don't dare to play, it means you have given up." Uncle Tang didn't care about these things and said reluctantly. “Then can I find someone to play for me?” Azhi said.
“No.” My uncle flatly rejected it. “Add an extra twenty yuan to the bet.” Azhi knew his uncle’s weakness and said immediately. Sure enough, my cousin hesitated and asked, "Who do you want to play for you?" Ah Zhi looked at Ah Che without hesitation. A Che shivered and said with a strange expression: "I can't play either?" Azhi: “…” Uncle Tang: “…” You are not honest at all! “There is someone who can play.” Ah Che suddenly said. Azhi blinked: "Isn't it bad?" “Is there any other way?” A Che asked. Azhi is speechless! (End of this chapter)
