Chapter 522
"Mr. Zhao, don't worry, Pindao will give you an explanation for what he promised you. Whatever he says, he will bring back your daughter's body..." Daoist Qingfeng said righteously. At the same time, the conversation changed, and he said again: "However, there is one more thing that I want to tell Mr. Zhao..."

"What's the matter? No you... Do you want to go back on your word? You said just now that you have to collect 1000 taels of silver, so you're going to change your mind now?" Zhao Yuanwai's originally kind face suddenly turned ferocious up.

Daoist Qingfeng shook his head, and said decisively: "Please rest assured Mr. Zhao about this matter. Since Pindao will never go back on what he promised, what Pindao wants to tell you is about your daughter's body. If you don't If there is an accident, your daughter has already given birth to the ghost fetus in her womb, and has now turned into a corpse. This corpse has great resentment and likes to eat human blood. The place where qi condenses accumulates evil spirit energy. At that time, its power is at its highest. It is not easy for the poor to catch it, and it is unknown if they may be killed by it. If the poor Dao was lucky enough to bring your daughter's body back, and asked Yuanwai Zhao to cremate the body or bury it in a copper coffin within three hours... I must tell Yuanwai Zhao about this matter, because this corpse cannot If she is left for too long, if she wakes up again, she will kill countless people and shed blood like rivers."

"Okay... okay... just burn it... just burn it, everything but listen to the Taoist priest's order..." Zhao Yuanwai heard that his daughter had turned into a terrifying corpse, how could he have the courage to see her, and he felt in his heart Thinking, if Taoist Master Qingfeng really brought the body back, he would just find a place to burn it. Such a person who died suddenly cannot enter his family's ancestral grave, lest he destroy Feng Shui and let himself spend countless fortunes. That would be troublesome.

"Daoist Qingfeng...the paper has already been written, and it says that you owe our grandpa 500 taels of silver, and you should pay it back within one year. Take a look, and if you don't have any comments, just sign and draw a deposit...hehe ..." The man who looked like a butler, with his sly eyebrows and mouse eyes, was quite similar to Hu San, the second head of Heifeng Village. At this moment, he held a piece of paper full of words in his hand, and handed it to Qingfeng Road. In front of the chief, Daoist Qingfeng didn't even look at it, he picked up the pen directly, and wrote the four characters of "Daoist Qingfeng" on the paper in a fluttering manner, and then someone handed the red paper, and Taoist Qingfeng had to Draw a bet together.

The butler took the contract, held it in his hand and looked at it, with a cheap smile on his lips, and said politely to Daoist Qingfeng: "Daoist, you are really a straightforward person, but let's talk about ugly things first. If you can't make up the remaining 500 taels of silver within a year, we can meet you in the yamen."

Daoist Qingfeng nodded silently, no villain like this is too lazy to talk to him.

"That's good! Let's settle the matter like this first. The old man is waiting for the good news from the Taoist priest at home. I hope the Taoist priest will have a smooth journey and bring back the body of the old man's daughter as soon as possible. The old man is waiting at home." Zhao Yuanwai cupped his hands. , there was a smug smile on the corner of his mouth, he dragged his bulging belly with both hands and turned around to leave, just as he took a step, he suddenly turned around again...

(End of this chapter)

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