Fake Taoists in the world of film and television

Chapter 66 Mr. Hongye
When Yi Buhuo arrived at Hongye Zhai, he was already dizzy with hunger.

Fortunately, Hongye Zhai is an independent manor, more like a village. It is not in the city, but outside the mountains and forests.

In desperation, he could only dismount not far away, hunt a pheasant and roast it.

Holding the roast chicken in his hand, he stared at the door of Hongye Zhai. If the chicken was finished and the little fish didn't come out, it would mean that he had left.

It seems that I need to go in and visit Mr. Hongye...

After finishing the last chicken leg in three or two mouthfuls, Yi Buhuo moved toward the wall of Hongye Zhai.

He pressed against the wall and felt the breath on the other side, making sure there was no breathing nearby. With a push of his hands and strength on his waist and abdomen, he had easily crossed the wall.

The moment he climbed over the wall, Yi Buhuo clung to the wall, held back his breath and remained motionless. He looked around and found that there was indeed no one in sight.

"Is the defense here so lax?"

Yi Buhuo was puzzled. How come Hongye Zhai is also famous in the world and has collected so many secrets of old people in the world. I don’t know how many people want to come in and destroy it.

Why is there no one there?Only occasionally two disciples came over to patrol, chatting while walking.

After exploring the manor for a long time, I suddenly heard voices coming from a building that was probably a study.

Yi Buhuo secretly stepped forward and looked through the crack in the door. It was Mr. Hongye!

"Got you……"

"Damn Xiao Yu'er, he used my money to buy information! Immediately send someone to report to Governor Liu, saying that Xiao Yu'er has gone to the Death Tower. Hurry up and send more people to catch him. I want him to Spit out all the money you owe me!"

Mr. Hongye was furious, pointing at a disciple and yelling curses. Even though he kept fanning himself with a goose feather fan, there was still a lot of hot sweat on his forehead.

It's enough to prove how angry he is!
This is the first time that he has been played by someone who regards wealth as his life. The information he handed over to Xiao Yu'er is worth at least 1 taels, but he was given a free hand. This time he really suffered a loss!
Before, Xiao Yuer came to ask where the little fairy was taken by Dongchang. The money-hungry Hongye didn't care at all about betraying Liu Xi, even if his backer was Liu Xi...

Xiao Yu'er was a rare act of generosity. Even though Hong Ye was clearly trying to blackmail him, he didn't even blink when he gave her money.

After Xiao Yuer left, Hongye found out when he was collecting the banknotes that Xiao Yuer's banknotes were all stolen from his own small vault. No wonder Xiao Yuer didn't care at all about his increase in prices and spent money like water. , it seems that it is not his money...

It turns out it’s really not his money!
After discovering the truth, one Buddha was born and two Buddhas ascended to heaven. They wanted to chop the little fish with their own hands.

"Master, I'm going right away!"

The disciples of Hongye Zhai bent down to salute, turned around and left.

"Death Tower?"

Yi Buhuo thought for a moment and realized that he really didn't know where this place was. He glanced at Mr. Hongye who was still pouring tea into his mouth, with a malicious smile on his lips.

Pulling a piece of cloth and tying it on his face, Yi Buhuo dodged and rushed in.

Mr. Hongye raised his head and drank the good tea in one gulp. As soon as the tea cup left his sight, he saw a strange young man with his face sitting opposite him.

His hands shook and he was startled. He looked at the broken teacup with a look of pain on his face. Instead of paying attention to Yi Buhuo's identity at the first moment, he lowered his head and wailed.

"Why are you all so elusive? This teacup of mine is a treasure, it costs 100 taels!"

As he spoke, he secretly looked at Yi Buhuo, and the meaning was self-evident.

Sure enough, you want money rather than your life, do you want money?There is no need for such a clumsy performance...

If the uncle had 100 taels, why would he sneak in?I asked you to carry me in in a big sedan chair...

Yi Buhuo clapped his hands, took out a silver needle and turned it around in his hand. He looked at him with some evil eyes but said nothing.

Mr. Hongye cried for a long time, but when he saw that he still didn't express anything, the painful expression on his face disappeared, and the next moment it was replaced by a chrysanthemum-like smile.

He said with a smile: "This hero, I don't know what your orders are when you come to my humble residence?"

"Isn't this obvious? Of course I'm here to ask you for news!"

Yi Buhuo crossed his legs and trembled, as if he regarded this place as his own home.

Mr. Hongye laughed, not caring about his arrogance, but his eyes lit up, and he asked enthusiastically: "I wonder what news the hero wants to inquire about?"

"Death Tower!"

"This one……"

Mr. Hongye hesitated a little, pretending to think deeply, rubbing his thumb and index finger together as if unintentionally.

If you don't make up for the money you lost to Xiao Yu'er this time, you are simply sorry for this opportunity given by God!

Yi Buhuo nodded clearly, "I want money, no problem!"

Mr. Hongye was instantly in high spirits, and his smile became even brighter.

I saw Yi Buhuo casually picking it up, and the silver light flashed. Mr. Hongye seemed to have been bitten by a mosquito. He was frightened and frantically groped for the needle on his chest, but he couldn't find the needle.

"Where are the needles?"

Mr. Hongye even took off his inner clothes and asked inexplicably: "Where did the silver needle go?"

Yi Buhuo smiled slightly, and another silver needle appeared in his hand.

"No need to look for it, that silver needle is in your body, you will know where it is right away!"

Seeing him showing violence, Mr. Hongye also put away his smile. He stood up and was about to call his men, but he felt a pain in his chest. He screamed in pain and sat back on the chair.

Yi Buhuo poured himself a cup of tea calmly and tasted it slowly.

“It has a bitter taste in the mouth, but it is sweet again. The taste is well-defined. It’s such a good tea!”

Mr. Hongye felt waves of stinging pain coming from his body. Every breath he took felt like he had swallowed a thousand needles. His whole body collapsed on the ground and rolled crazily. Even his screams were weak.

"Sir, spare your life...please spare your life..."

With Mr. Hongye's timid character and his body depleted of energy and blood, he is almost at his limit now.

Yi Buhuo was afraid that he might not be able to survive, so he stuck another needle into his body. Only then did Mr. Hongye escape from the pain. His whole body was sweating profusely, as if he had been fished out of water.

"10 taels, okay?"

Mr. Hongye wailed: "The hero is joking, 1 taels..."

Yi Buhuo shook his head, pretending to pull out the silver needle from his body, "You look down on me too much when you say that. I'm not that kind of person. Do you want me to think about it again?"

Mr. Hongye waved his hands wildly on the ground, trying to avoid his hand, and quickly replied: "5 taels is enough, hero, let me go..."

Yi Buhuo snorted, "That's right. You must pay money to buy information. I understand this rule..."

　Yang, dizziness, discomfort... Brothers, pay attention to protection and try not to get caught!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)