I'm playing tricks in the world of mythology

Chapter 224 Cactus

It was the fat monk Mo Fei who spoke. He seemed to have an old feud with the Taoist priest. As soon as he entered the door, he sneered mercilessly: "Bi Yuntao, you are not dead yet?"

"Mo Tulu, you are not dead, how could I die, grandpa?" Bi Yuntao retorted.

"If I were you, I would find a wilderness, and the self-propelled soldiers will solve it."

Could Fei pull the inexplicable person at the door into the room, and said in an exaggerated tone: "Junior brother, let me introduce you. This is Bi Yuntao who has lost to the senior brother every time for five consecutive years."

"Bi...Hello Senior Brother Bi." Inexplicably said a little cautiously.

"Eh? What a young monk with red lips and white teeth, Mo Tulu, is this your junior brother or sister?"

Bi Yuntao sneered a few times, then sniffed vigorously: "Hey, hey, I even sprayed on perfume!"

Inexplicably, as soon as I entered the room, the aroma was overflowing.

After much consideration, I somehow still felt that stinky tofu was unreliable, so I bought five or six bottles of perfume at the mall and sprayed them all on my body.

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"Two mentally retarded..." Xiao Qing beside Lin Luo couldn't help muttering.

It's just that although Xiaoqing's voice was low, Mo Fei and Bi Yuntao also had some mana after all, so they heard it verbatim.

"Who are you scolding?" Bi Yuntao said viciously.

Could it be that he also said in a strange way: "Look down on us? You must have a great background, right? What school and school did you learn from? Say it and let everyone open their eyes."

"Just kidding, unknown junior, it's not worth mentioning." Lin Luo took over the conversation, and he also told the truth that he didn't have a teacher in the first place.

"Tch! Then just be honest, adults talk, children, don't interrupt!" Bi Yuntao taught.

"Hmph! What do you know? My elder brother is afraid to speak out and scare you to death!"

Xiaoqing couldn't bear it anymore, jumped out and said for Lin Luo: "What's there to be proud of? The patriarch, who has long passed away, also showed off. Is it ashamed? You have the ability to talk about yourself!"

Speaking of which, Xiaoqing walked up to Bi Yuntao: "Which onion are you?"

He walked up to Mo Fei again: "Which garlic are you?"

"So, your eldest brother must be a great person?" Bi Yuntao looked gloomy.

"Of course! What did you say about Mao just now? Are you still catching ghosts? How dare you mention the word "buying ghosts" in front of my elder brother?"

Xiaoqing walked up to Lin Luo, stretched out her hand and introduced, "I tell you! My elder brother is the famous Hei Wuchang, Fan Wujiu!"

As soon as Xiaoqing finished speaking, everyone in the room was stunned for a moment, and then there was a complete silence, and a needle could be heard.

But after a few seconds, there was a roar of laughter.

The most exaggerated one was Bi Yuntao, who walked up to his younger brother An Quantao with his stomach in his hands, and laughed endlessly: "Oh, it's too bad...Brother, it's a blessing, we can actually meet Fan, the head of the four ghost messengers." There is no help, this trip was not in vain."

Could it be that he also laughed and said: "Bi Yuntao, I thought that your skin is already the thickest in the world, but I didn't expect that a mountain is still as high as a mountain!"

"I'm ashamed of myself, I'm ashamed of myself." Bi Yuntao rarely said something along Mo Fei's words.

Squeak——

At this moment, the door of the meeting room opened again, and a young man aged eighteen or nineteen came in. He coughed twice and said, "Everyone, my name is Chen Ou, the son of President Chen. I will be solely responsible for the application this time.”

It was Chen Ou who came.

The moment he met his eyes, Lin Luo nodded, but the latter didn't say anything. He just went to the top of the conference room and said:
"Everyone, it's getting late, please find a seat and sit down, let me explain the application process in detail."

Except for Lin Luo and Xiaoqing, everyone's expressions were frozen, and they quickly found a chair and sat down.

A monthly salary of one million is indeed attractive.

Lin Luo and Xiaoqing looked at each other, and found two chairs in the corner to sit down.

"That's right, Chen's recruitment has attracted more than 300 strange people, and after the primary election the day before yesterday, there are still 24 left, that is, everyone here.

So you are all elites. "Chen Ou nodded slightly.

clap clap clap...

Bi Yuntao and Mo Fei took the lead in applauding.

Chen Ou stretched out his hands and pressed down lightly: "On behalf of Mrs. Chen, I promise everyone that even if they are unsuccessful, Ms. Chen will give away 1 yuan in cash as your service fee."

"Prince Chen, you really are generous, junior brother, our money for clothes and perfume are back." Mo Fei lowered his voice and said to Mo Ming.

"Then let's take the money and go back, I always have an ominous premonition." Said inexplicably bitterly.

Could it be that he got angry and said, "Shut up! Can you make a profit? A monthly salary of one million...millions!"

At this time Chen Ou spoke again: "Of course, I don't think you all came here for the 1 yuan, so I'll make a long story short.

There is indeed something wrong with the Chen family and they need the help of an expert, but I will tell you the specifics after the results of the application come out.

Of course, in contrast, the Chen family will give 1000 million rewards and a contract to those who help us solve our troubles. "

Speaking of this, Chen Ou took out a contract: "This is a contract with a monthly salary of one million. I will wait and see who gets it."

"Master Chen, where is the competition? How should we compete? Group or melee?" Someone in the crowd asked.

"Don't be so troublesome."

Chen Ou took out a brocade box: "This is a treasure passed down from generation to generation in our family. It's called the Cactus Ball."

Speaking of which, Chen Ou opened the brocade box, pointed to a transparent crystal ball inside and said, "Everyone take turns holding the prickly pear ball, and you can tell the level of your ability."

"How to tell?" Bi Yuntao asked.

"A person with mana, hold the cactus ball, the ball will emit white light, and then the drum will sound. The more drums are played, the higher the mana will be." Chen Ou explained.

"So miraculous?"

Mo Fei couldn't help asking: "Then why is it called a prickly pear ball? Should it be called a magic ball?"

Chen Ou replied: "That's right, it is said that the person who holds the prickly pear ball and can ring the drum nine times has the talent to become a fairy, so it is called prickly pear ball.

But it’s just a legend. It’s been almost 200 years since the ball fell into the hands of our Chen family, and there have only been four drums at most.

Well, everyone, hurry up and come one by one. "

"I'll come first!" As soon as Chen Ou finished speaking, a middle-aged man rushed forward.

Everyone held their breath.

The prickly pear didn't respond at all, not to mention the sound of drums, it didn't light up at all.

Chen Ou took out a stack of hundred-yuan bills from his briefcase: "I'm sorry, please return the appointment card to me."

The middle-aged man took out the appointment card and handed it to Chen Ou, took 1 yuan in cash, and left the meeting room.

Then, someone else walked up...

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On the other side, Mo Fei inexplicably asked in a low voice: "Brother, it's up to you, my mana is too low, even if there is a white light on, it will only make a sound at most."

Boom!
Boom! !

Boom! ! !
Could it be that before he could speak, a drum sounded in the room.

It's Bi Yuntao, three drums!

"Sir, please sit down." Chen Ou's tone towards Bi Yuntao was also a little more polite.

"It's easy to talk about." Bi Yuntao glanced at Mo Fei proudly.

Mo Fei's face suddenly turned ugly.

He knows his own strength best, and the one who has won against Bi Yuntao for five consecutive years is the elder brother.

For him, it's a little bit hanging.

"Senior brother, it's really nothing. You can just go up and try it out. If you lose, we'll take the [-] and leave. It's not in vain. We earned two sets of high-end suits." Inexplicably comforted.

"no!"

Could it be that he was very depressed, and fighting skills also had to be played on the spot. His magic power was worse than Bi Yuntao's, but in a real fight, it was not certain who would win.

It's so useless to lose without knowing why.

"Then what do you want to do? This is hard power, and you can't fake it." Inexplicably said.

"Ugh!"

After a while, Mo Fei sighed as if accepting his fate, and was about to deal with the matter hastily.

But at the same time when he came to the stage, he saw Lin Luo wearing a hundred thousand suit, his heart moved, and he walked towards the latter:
"Hey, you are Fan Wujiu, right? That mana must be very high, do you want to make a bet?"

"Bet?" Lin Luo turned his head to look at Mo Fei.

"That's right, let's see who's drum beats the most." Mo Fei replied.

"What are you betting on?" Xiaoqing's eyes lit up.

Could it be that he took out a bank card from his pocket: "There is 13 in this card, which is all my net worth. Do you want to bet?"

　Thank you Mr. Wen for the monthly pass.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)