Goldfinger of the Heavens

Chapter 727 Angry Ninth Uncle

The confrontation that Huang Chong was worried about did not happen.

Although these ghost messengers were very angry and their eyes widened, after all, Uncle Jiu has learned the truth, not to mention that he may be the next head of the Maoshan School. The uncles turned against each other, not to mention that if they really fought, they might not be opponents of Uncle Jiu.

However, the airs of the change still need to be put on. After all, they are majestic ghost messengers of the underworld.

This time, he was taken lightly, but he was actually overshadowed by two mortals, and although these two mortals know some Maoshan techniques, they can only be said to be half-baked. If this matter is spread, it can be said that they will definitely lose face lose.

So they all snorted softly, looked straight at Uncle Jiu, and wanted him to give an explanation.

The so-called money can turn ghosts, Huang Chong also understood that they actually wanted benefits.

After all, this is not a place to talk. Although Uncle Jiu was quite angry with the two incompetent apprentices, they were his apprentices after all. If the apprentices made mistakes, he, as a master, could not shirk his responsibility no matter what he said, and handed over the subdued ghosts to After a group of ghost messengers made a gesture of please, they took the lead and walked out of the theater.

On Huang Chong's road, he naturally took a closer look at the ghost messengers. This was the first time he saw these ghost messengers. The faces of the ghost messengers always had the same expression, neither crying nor laughing. The whole wax face, just looking, It's kind of funny, to be honest, the appearance of these ghosts is actually quite cute, of course, the premise is to ignore the cold aura on them.

When Huang Chong was observing them, the ghost messengers were also observing Huang Chong. They saw through at a glance that Huang Chong had already condensed his soul. In addition, Huang Chong's age was not a secret in their eyes. Powerful, but because of their identities, after all, they are the ghost messengers of the underworld, how could they not have some skills, the ghost messengers were secretly shocked, they did not expect such a young master from the Maoshan faction.

Yizhuang.

As Uncle Jiu, Huang Chong, and the ghost messenger all sat down in this room, the atmosphere in the room suddenly became quiet, and it was very dull. The ghost messenger wanted to ask a sky-high price, so naturally they would not take the initiative to ask, what they wanted was not Ordinary paper money is the paper money made by Uncle Nine himself.

If the ordinary paper money on the market is equivalent to the currency of a third-rate country, then the paper money made by Uncle Jiu is equivalent to real gold and silver, and its value is leveraged.

In fact, Uncle Jiu was very reluctant to negotiate with these ghost messengers. He also knew the character of these ghost messengers. Once he opened his mouth, he would be at a disadvantage, so he also fell silent.

Huang Chong looked like he had nothing to do with himself.

At this moment, two male voices came from outside the room, these two male voices were chatting and laughing, very unhappy.

Wencai and Qiusheng are back.

"These two guys, it's really not the right time to come back." Huang Chong thought to himself, originally such a stalemate would be beneficial to Uncle Jiu, at least he would not be at a disadvantage, but when Wencai and Qiusheng came back, the situation was completely different Well, Uncle Jiu is the weak side.

Sure enough, Uncle Jiu's expression changed. Wencai and Qiusheng came to the door and pushed it open. They were about to call Master, but they were suddenly overwhelmed by the scene in the room. This ghost messenger was plotted by them personally.

As soon as they entered the door, the eyes of the four ghost messengers immediately focused on them. These ghost messengers still had a fierce aura and pressed towards the two of them.

puff.

Both of them were stunned, their faces turned pale, Wen Cai was so frightened that he knelt on the ground, Huang Chong and Uncle Jiu didn't make a move, and it is true that they should suffer.

With a cold snort, Uncle Jiu got up, picked up a piece of mud from the table, put it in his mouth lightly, and started to chew. He wanted to communicate with ghost messengers. Unless you are a celestial master, you must eat mud. Uncle Jiu was expressionless, as if he was not eating dirt, but steamed buns.

But Huang Chong knew that Uncle Jiu was trying to be brave, and he just didn't want to lose face. After all, the soil was not steamed buns, so it was hard to swallow.

Immediately, Uncle Ninth began to communicate with the ghost messengers in nonsense, completely incomprehensible, and babbled for a while, but they seemed a little excited, presumably they were bargaining, this scene made Wencai and Qiusheng very happy After a while, Huang Chong also watched them communicate with interest, which is really strange.

Finally, the two parties negotiated the price, and these ghost messengers went down to the underworld contentedly, and left a way of communication. After all, after catching those ghosts, they had to make another trip to bring the ghosts back. Back to hell.

This might not be a bad thing, at least Uncle Jiu got a way to communicate with the underworld, which might come in handy in the future.

"Hmph, you two, get out of here!" Looking at Wen Cai and Qiu Sheng, Uncle Jiu said angrily. Judging from his tone, Uncle Jiu was really angry this time.

Wencai and Qiusheng shrank their necks, knowing that the situation was not good, and immediately looked at Huang Chong, hoping that Huang Chong could say something nice for them, but Huang Chong turned his head away long ago, leaving them only a profile.

"Junior Brother, this time, I would like you to issue a summons order on behalf of my brother. Please come to help me, brothers. Today, as a brother, you must teach these two useless bastards a lesson." Uncle Jiu said.

Uncle Jiu was really angry, otherwise he, who cares about face, would never have said these words in front of Huang Chong.

"Okay." Huang Chong stood up and said, completely ignoring Wen Cai and Qiu Sheng's eyes.

……

When he came to the courtyard, Huang Chong was also very familiar with everything in the Yizhuang. He arranged the things needed to open the altar, lit the incense wax on it, and Huang Chong came to the altar and began to practice.

Calling the same sect is a unique spell of the Maoshan Sect. It can transmit words to all the disciples of the Maoshan Sect who have worshiped as teachers. Although the orientation is not as good as that of Zhihe, it is much faster. Huang Chong is in front of the Dharma Altar , first there was a burst of dazzling pace and posture.

Then I pointed at the gossip mirror on the altar, and saw that the gossip mirror suddenly released a burst of dazzling light, and then transformed into a phantom of the gossip mirror, which flew into the sky after a spin, Huang Chong said Muttering loudly, this is to transmit what he wants to say to this phantom. After finishing speaking, Huang Chong clasped his hands together.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa..."

The phantoms in the sky turned into countless rays of light, just like the dragon after making a wish in "Dragon Ball", and finally all the lights disappeared without a trace.

(End of this chapter)