Gou Becomes a Boss in the Fairy World

Erbajia's body looks like a crisp, and she cuts a fool with a sword at her waist. Although no head is lost, the bone marrow is dry in secret!

When he was in the Yunyang School, Wang Chen always thought that those monks who were sweating profusely in Qunfang Pavilion had their heads kicked by donkeys!

Just for such a little happiness, they not only have to pay the hard-earned spirit stones, but also serve as the furnace for the Hehuan Sect female cultivators, using their own energy to help the latter cultivate.

How stupid!

Now the demonic claws of the female cultivators of Hehuanmen have even extended to Dongwu Village.

Although Wang Chen has never met Xin Han, he still has a lot of respect for this master of Zifu.

Xin Han has ruled Dongwu Village for many years, and has managed the loose repair city in an orderly manner. Although he has been closed for a long time in recent years and ignored vulgar things, the daily operation of the city has not had any problems.

The existence of Xin Han has brought stability and hope to thousands of casual practitioners and their families.

In fact, with Xin Han's cultivation, he could go to a certain sect to enjoy the blessings, and the resources he could get would definitely be more than in Outland.

But he stayed here.

In Wang Chen's view, there are tens of thousands of casual cultivators in the outer domain, and Xin Han can be regarded as the number one figure!

As a result, the hero is sad and the beauty passes.

With so many things happening in a few days, it's really hard to say what the situation in Dongwu Village will be in the future!

Wang Chen sat in the teahouse until noon, and then returned to his home.

As soon as he reached the entrance of the alley, he heard a burst of violent crying and scolding coming from the alley.

Um?

Wang Chen couldn't help but quicken his pace.

I saw a lot of people around the door of the neighbor Uncle Zhu's house, most of them were his neighbors.

A young man was lying on the ground, curled up with his head in his arms, and was being punched and kicked by two big men.

Uncle Zhu and his wife were crying, but they were blocked by people.

A burly monk with a rough face sneered at the couple and said: "It's only natural to pay back the debt. Your son owes us five hundred spirit stones in the gambling house. As long as you take out the spirit stones, we will let him go immediately!"

Wang Chen recognized that the one who fell on the ground and was beaten into a pig's head was Zhu Xiaohu, the only son of Uncle Zhu.

He couldn't help being a little surprised.

Because in Wang Chen's impression, Zhu Xiaohu from the next door is a very honest child.

The cultivation base of the third level of Qi training.

I usually work in a workshop, and I never cause trouble.

Uncle Zhu is also very proud of his son, and recently he and his wife have been trying to find a marriage for him.

Who would have thought that he would go to the casino to gamble and owe him five hundred spirit stones?

Aunt Zhu cried: "Where do we have so many spirit stones!"

She cast her eyes for help to her neighbors.

But everyone avoided her eyes.

Loose cultivation is not easy. Living in the walled city, daily necessities of firewood, rice, oil, salt, soy sauce, vinegar, tea, and flower spirit stones are needed for everything. Everyone's life is generally tight.

What Zhu Xiaohu owed was not five or fifty spirit stones, but a full five hundred.

Everyone can't make it together.

And if this spirit stone is borrowed, it might be like a meat bun beating a dog.

There is no return!

The most important thing is that this time I helped Zhu Xiaohu tide over the difficulties. Will he gamble again next time?

It's not that everyone is indifferent, but that this matter can't help at all!

The burly monk sneered and said, "No? Just use your house to pay back."

The house that Uncle Zhu lives in is larger than Wang Chen's house, and its value is 100% more than five hundred spirit stones.

Hearing what the other party said, Uncle Zhu and his wife's expressions suddenly changed.

This house is their lifetime savings, and it is a place to live and work in a foreign land. It was originally planned to be passed down from generation to generation, and bequeathed to their children and grandchildren.

The two were really reluctant to use the house to pay off their gambling debts.

"ah!"

Zhu Xiaohu who was on the ground took a heavy kick from the burly monk, and slid forward while sticking to the ground.

The onlookers gave way one after another, and he just slipped in front of Wang Chen.

Seeing Wang Chen, Aunt Zhu immediately seemed to have found a life-saving straw: "Friend Wang, please help us, I kowtow to you, I only have one son, Xiaohu!"

As she said that, she knelt down to the ground!

If anyone in this alley can come up with five hundred spirit stones, it really must be Wang Chen.

Aunt Zhu certainly doesn't know Wang Chen's real family background, but she knows that he often sells talismans at the market.

Earn a lot of money!

Wang Chen stepped aside immediately and sighed, "Ma'am, I can't help you with this matter."

Five hundred spirit stones, he can easily take them out.

But why?

It's not a relative, but the other party owes a gambling debt. There is no cure for a gambling dog!

"Friend Wang Dao!"

The burly monk grinned at Wang Chen: "We meet again, Zhong Xing'an's debt, let's find a chance to settle it!"

Wang Chen smiled.

I didn't expect to eat melon and eat it on my head.

Including today, he has met this burly monk in front of him a total of three times.

The first time they met, the other party led someone to try to detain the debt of the previous homeowner on Wang Chen's head.

After Wang Chen made a name for himself in Dongwu Village, this guy came to bow down and apologize again.

Now he has returned to his arrogant appearance again!

Either he has the chameleon gene, or he has some kind of support, so he doesn't take Wang Chen seriously.

The burly monk stomped on Zhu Xiaohu, and then said to Uncle Zhu and his wife, "I'll give you two days to move, and I'll come to take over the house the day after tomorrow!"

"Walk!"

After speaking, he swaggered away with a group of subordinates.

Before leaving, he gave Wang Chen a provocative look!

Wang Chen was expressionless.

But Wang Chen's appearance fell into the eyes of others, who mistakenly thought that he was frightened.

Chen Qi, the neighbor across the door from Wang Chen, came over and said in a low voice, "Fellow Daoist Wang, I heard that Sanjiang Society has taken refuge in the city lord's brother-in-law, Jin Snake Lang Jun Jin Liancheng, and now we can't provoke him."

After a pause, he added: "If you have Lingshi, you'd better consider yourself unlucky."

Wang Chen smiled and said, "I understand."

This Chen Qi is not a bad person, but he has always been cautious and is very afraid of those gang members.

"It's good that you understand."

Chen Qi was relieved: "Let's just save money and avoid disasters. It's not easy to practice, and safety is the most important thing!"

At this time, Uncle Zhu and his wife helped their son back home.

Close the door, can still hear their mournful cries.

Without this house, the family of three would have no shelter in Dongwu Village.

Subsequent survival has become a big problem!

The neighbors sighed and went back to their respective homes, and Wang Chen also returned to his own home.

He reached out and wiped his face.

The Qianji Transformation mask fits tightly on the face, and it feels exactly the same as the real skin, and even has body temperature.

But the next moment, Wang Chen's face changed.

The lips are painted vermilion, the eyes are like lacquer, and the face is like a pile of jewels. She has a handsome face!

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The second one is delivered.