Zombie World: Helping the World

When Dabao walked to the other side of the room, Mao Shanming took out a paper umbrella from his pocket.

Mao Shanming opened the paper umbrella and pointed it at Dabao.

Dabao panicked immediately, and said, "Uncle Ming, don't!" After speaking, he quickly put his hands in front of him.

Mao Shanming said angrily, "You're playing tricks on me!"

He pointed the Tai Chi diagram on the back of the paper umbrella at Dabao, and then spun it.

The magic power of the Taiji diagram was immediately applied to Dabao, and a mapping relationship was established between Dabao and the Taiji diagram on the paper umbrella.

As Mao Shanming's hand twirled, Dabao spun along with the oil-paper umbrella in Mao Shanming's hand.

Since Dabao is a ghost, ghosts often have no quality.So Dabao was swayed by Mao Shanming with an oil-paper umbrella in the air, and he was dizzy.

After turning dozens of times in a row, Mao Shanming said, "Let's see if you dare to play tricks on me again!"

At this time, there was a commotion outside.

Xiaobao chased Master Huang and cornered him.

Master Huang is over fifty years old, how can he run?He waved his hands weakly in front of him, yelled, and was so frightened that he was about to faint.

He is just an ordinary rich man, and he has never seen such a kid like Xiao Bao who looks like a zombie in the official uniform of the Qing Dynasty.

Xiaobao forced Master Huang to the corner, and slowly approached with baring teeth and claws.

Mr. Huang's legs had already weakened from fright, and he refused to obey his orders.He yelled frantically: "Help! Help! Daoist! Help me!"

Mao Shanming was packing up the big treasure in the lobby of Cui Yaju, and when he saw this, he knew that the opportunity to make money had come.

Mao Shanming hurriedly shouted to Mr. Huang: "Silver ticket! Silver ticket!"

Master Huang asked in panic, "The banknote! What are you using the banknote for?"

Mao Shanming shouted: "Master Huang! There is cinnabar on the bank note. If you don't want to be harmed by him, quickly stick the bank note on his forehead."

Seeing Qin Song, he smiled helplessly and shook his head.This Mao Shanming, who used to be a Taoist peer from a side branch of his own Mao Shan lineage, has now fallen to the point where he cheats money by scaring ghosts and scaring people.

At this time, Mr. Huang, who was so frightened, naturally couldn't care so much.

He took out a large bank note from his pocket, and stuck it on Xiaobao's forehead with a "snap".

As soon as Xiao Bao was pasted with the bank note, he didn't move.

Mao Shanming asked Master Huang outside the door: "Master Huang, how many taels of silver ticket did you post?"

Mr. Huang, a money fan, said with a mournful face, "50 taels." It seemed that posting these 50 taels almost killed him.

"Hey, 50 taels is not enough, you see he is still moving!" Mao Shanming said to Mr. Huang while happily turning the magic weapon oil-paper umbrella to the big treasure.

Xiao Bao moved his ears, heard Mao Shanming's words, and knew that this meant that Uncle Ming wanted to steal more money.

Xiao Bao immediately grabbed the 50 taels of silver note stuck on his forehead, and grabbed Master Huang again.

At this time, Mr. Huang was like a chicken caught by a weasel, struggling desperately, but he couldn't break free.Xiaobao is a ghost, so his strength is naturally not small.

At this time, Master Huang was like a drowning man grasping at the last straw. He looked at Mao Shanming who was still dealing with Dabao in the lobby, and asked in tears, "Master Daoist! How much do you need to post?"

Mao Shanming laughed and said, "50 taels is not enough, at least 500 taels are needed!"

Master Huang was so frightened that he quickly took out the large banknotes on his chest.

All of them stuck to Xiaobao's forehead in front of him.

Xiaobao's forehead seemed to have a magnet, attracting those banknotes.Immediately, Xiao Bao stopped moving.

When Mao Shanming saw this, he said in his heart.

He quickly put away the oil-paper umbrella in his hand.Dabao also fell to the ground immediately.

Mao Shanming glared at Dabao, and opened the paper umbrella again, but this time facing Dabao with the inside of the paper umbrella.

The oil-paper umbrella shone brightly, and Dabao was sucked in immediately.

Qin Song exclaimed, "Good stuff."

So far, he has not had such a unique paper umbrella magic weapon in his hands, which can be trained to directly suck ghosts and pretend to be ghosts.

Although Mao Shanming's magic power is low, he has learned some Mao Shan secret arts well.At that time, I have to learn Mao Shanming's technique of refining oil-paper umbrellas.

At this time, Mao Shanming took Dabao away, and ran out of the house excitedly.

When Master Huang saw Mao Shanming, he immediately ran up and said, "Master! No, Master Mao Shan, use your magical powers to put this little devil away, I'm really scared."

Mao Shanming patted his chest and said, "Just come."

At this time, he picked up from the ground one of the small oil-paper umbrellas thrown out by Dabao and Xiaobao just now.

Walk into the crowd and pull a small child out.Pass the oil-paper umbrella to the child's hand.

"When I count one, two, three, you open the paper umbrella, understand?"

The child nodded vigorously.

Then Mao Shanming ran to the side of Xiaobao who was "fixed" by the silver ticket, picked up Xiaobao, and turned Xiaobao's face to the child who had just handed him the oil-paper umbrella.

Mao Shanming said: "One, two, three!"

The child on the opposite side opened the oil-paper umbrella, and Xiao Bao was pushed forward by Mao Shanming, and got into the oil-paper umbrella.

Mao Shanming stood up with his hands on his hips and said, "Okay, okay! The umbrella has been put away, and the sun has risen."

I made a lot of money tonight, 550 taels will take at least half a year.The excitement in Mao Shanming's heart could no longer be restrained.

Mao Shanming walked towards Mr. Huang with a smile, and said, "The ghost has been caught, and I guarantee that you will not be moved out of bed by the ghost when you sleep at night."

"Thank you, kid." Mao Shanming kindly took the oil-paper umbrella full of silver notes from the kid.

Mr. Huang, who combed back his hair and had a mustache, said to Mao Shanming in shock, "Is it true?"

Mao Shanming said: "Don't worry! Master Huang, I guarantee that you will be safe in the future."

Master Huang wiped his sweat, and said to the family members beside him, "Go in quickly and pack up your things."

Several younger, stronger and bold servants entered the house.

Seeing them go in, Mr. Huang suddenly remembered something, looked at the servants walking towards the room, his expression changed and he said, "It doesn't seem right."

"We've seen it before, it seems to be a female ghost."

"Girl ghost?"

Mao Shanming's eyes widened, and he looked around the yard in all directions.Qin Song immediately lowered his head to avoid being seen by Mao Shanming.

Mao Shanming sneered and said perfunctorily: "Ghosts are ever-changing and have different shapes. It's not strange, it's not strange."

As soon as the voice fell, the screams of several servants came from the room.

"Ghost! Ghost!"

"There is a ghost! Run!"

The first two servants were thrown out by rolling and beating, and the two servants behind jumped out.

Several people ran behind Mao Shanming and Mr. Huang, with shocking expressions on their faces.