No one can stop me from making money

Seeing Mo Yu showing off his power, the little old man squinted a pair of cloudy eyes, and looked up and down the little boss Mo, with obvious malicious intentions in his eyes: "It turns out that the little Taoist priest hired a helper..."

The old man's surname is Huang, and his clients call him Master Huang. He is an evil Taoist priest who knows how to refine ghosts and help him do evil.In fact, it is impossible to say how advanced his practice is. When he was young, it was just a coincidence that he got a remnant of the art of controlling ghosts, and then he embarked on this path.

It can be considered that he has some savvy, so there is only half of the ghost control book left in such a tattered book, and he has read it for several months, and he really understands how to use it.

To say that this Master Huang has never had a good life since he was a child, his pocket is cleaner than his face.But human nature is like that.Some people are poor, but their ambitions are not short. Even if they are not capable of becoming rich by their own efforts, they can stick to their simple moral values ​​and be ordinary people who work hard and live.Be happy and know your fate, find your own little happiness in ordinary life, and work hard to live your little life well.

There are people in this world who live in peace and contentment, but there are also people who are poor and cynical.This Master Huang is such a person.

In the beginning, he was just helping to collect the souls of people who made dirty things, and catching a few little ghosts to earn some money.But seeing that the money came quickly, he made a bad idea.Aren't rich people afraid of death?Well, he ordered his little ghosts to entangle the target he had set his sights on early, and then pretended to meet them by chance to help them solve the problem. In a few years, he made some reputation, and his deposits in the bank continued to rise steadily.

After gaining fame and money, the old boy began to search for spells outside to lay the foundation.However, he doesn't want orthodox ways of persuading people to be good, as long as there are only those isolated books that record the methods of unorthodox sects.

It's not that no one in the practice world has discovered his tricks, but firstly, this old boy slips away quickly, and secondly, he has never really hurt people except designing the fairy dance, so he caught most of the education and persuaded him to cultivate meritorious deeds. Accumulate blessings.

But if this person has bad intentions and tastes the sweetness by going astray, he will be blinded by the benefits in front of him, and then he can only go one way to the dark.

After Master Huang was arrested once, he realized that the cultivation world is not dead, and there are still people who can stop him, so he no longer dared to openly manage his name, and carefully concealed his business as much as possible.He is also considered a capable person, and he dare not take business blatantly, so let his brats keep an eye on the rich. Once he finds out that someone wants to use tricks to deal with others, he will kill them.By doing this, he earned a lot of money, but the methods were even more despicable, and he did more crimes.

He knew in his heart that after the orthodox practice community knew what he had done, they would not let him go.So in these years, while trying to make money, he stepped up the pace of learning magic, which seriously taught him a lot of evil magic that hurt people.

It's like the curse that killed Fan Dingkun before, which he learned later.

Although he looks like a dry old man, he is actually less than fifty this year.How could a living person not be affected by the ghosts or filthy fetishes that he comes into contact with the most all day long?The yin and filth were pervasive all the year round, so Master Huang seemed to be in good health, but in fact, if he hadn't used spells to barely support him, he would have died long ago.

He himself knew that it was retribution for doing too many sins, but he also thought about the way out for himself, and he just wanted to live happily in this life, after death?Master Huang grinned, a person who has done a lot of evil is still a ghost after death. Didn't the several ghosts under him who have been refined have done a lot of evil in their lifetime?As long as a ghost avoids practitioners who can't be beaten, it may be even more unfettered!Just ten years ago, he carefully avoided serious monks and Taoists, but now, he is not afraid of facing righteous people.He is not afraid of death, but monks and priests are afraid of a bird?

So, such an inflated madman who gradually disregarded the nemesis of the underworld, did not expect to accidentally capsize in the gutter.In fact, last time in City D, not only Fan Dingkun was injured, but the old boy was also beaten and injured, and lost a ghost envoy who had just been refined.After Master Huang got away, the more he thought about it, the more angry he became, so he ordered his ghost envoys to chase after Fan Dingkun.

He was beaten up by two brats like Fan Dingkun and Yang Shuyuan, which made him grit his teeth with hatred. How could he not want to get revenge?Fan Dingkun was afraid that he would run away, but in fact he was afraid that this kid Fan Dingkun would hide back to the mountain gate!

"Okay, good, good grandsons will really save grandpa trouble, so I don't need to ask you to come to the door!" Master Huang said with a sinister smile, "I still underestimated your grandpa yesterday, good grandchildren are still a bit good, can you Broken your Grandpa Huang's curse. Since you sent it to your door, why not just leave your life... ah!"

The big fox that jumped into the yard casually withdrew its big paw, and snorted coldly: "The villain died because of talking too much!" Really, it really bothers you Huang people the most.

Master Huang was slapped into the air with a slap, and stuck to the barrier all at once, and then fell down like a chicken bone that was thrown against the wall and bounced back, and was stepped on by the big fox at the right time underfoot.

"...No, it's impossible!" Master Huang raised his head with difficulty with two nosebleeds, struggling under Sister Wu's claws, "It's impossible! Who are you guys? What kind of monster is this?!"

Zhao Yingying ignored him, and focused on catching the released ghosts; Sister Cui floated quietly in mid-air, maintaining the stability of the barrier; The strength made Master Huang howl again.

Mo Yu: "..." Seeing this tragic scene, he even wanted to laugh a little.

Fan Dingkun: "..." Ah, Boss Mo (and his employees) protected him again...

Being trampled by a monster who can speak human words, Master Huang felt as if he was carrying a mountain on his back. All the bones in his body were protesting. Claws, but what made him desperate was that no matter how hard he tried, he just couldn't break free.

Master Huang really couldn't figure it out.In fact, when his spell was broken last night, he felt something was wrong.

Inside the porcelain doll that cursed Fan Dingkun, there was not only cloth stained with Fan Dingkun's blood, but also corpse oil prepared by him himself, as well as the graveyard soil of the dead, and the rust on the butcher's butcher's knife. The curse he cast was extremely sinister.Such a powerful curse was broken so easily, Master Huang became suspicious at that time.It is said that his emissary went to that small hotel and came back to tell him that he found nothing unusual. Could it be that the brat is actually an expert?

In fact, if you think about it, you know, it’s just that his ghost skills are not enough, and he didn’t see through the strength of the people in the hotel, so he thought they were all normal ordinary humans...

After throwing away the unusable porcelain dolls, Master Huang couldn't figure it out when he came back. The last time he fought against him, he clearly felt that the kid was average... He originally wanted to let the ghost envoy go to investigate again in the middle of the night, who knew that? The kid even brought someone to the door!

Master Huang didn't have time to think about it at this moment, he was only concerned with grief and indignation.Where's my ghost, why hasn't he come to save you? !It hurts! ! !Where did that kid find such a powerful helper?Speaking of which, what was that invisible barrier he hit just now?What is this monster on his back? !

Seeing Sister Wu playing quite happily, Mo Yu thought for a while, then turned to Fan Dingkun and asked, "Is this considered a solution?"

Fan Dingkun took a complicated look at the little old man struggling under the fox's claws, and nodded with difficulty: "Really..."

Sensing that an evil spirit was fleeing in their direction, Mo Yu didn't even turn his head, and his figure disappeared with a punch, and Zhao Yingying directly caught him with the fairy binding rope and dragged him back. .

"Then do you want to call the police?" Mo Yu shook his hand, shook off the ghost blood that was stained with Yin Qi, and asked, "Is this guy the one who killed the people around him? They are all killed, so why not?" Did you call the police? But what do we say if we call the police?"

When Sister Cui heard what he said, she floated over lightly and said, "Boss, although the surrounding yard is full of death, the people inside should not be dead yet."

Mo Yu didn't understand: "Didn't you say it was all dead, why did you say there was no death?"

"It should be him," Fan Dingkun pointed under the fox's paw, "what kind of curse did he cast? He borrowed the anger of the people around him to do this. I still can't see it in a day or two, but after seven days at the latest, he was borrowed from the anger of the people around him." People will die."

After hearing this, Mo Yu scolded in a low voice: "Then what should we do now, these people are too innocent? Can't we let him return his anger to others?"

Zhao Yingying tied up the last evil ghost and stuffed it in her purse, and said casually: "How is it so simple? To break the curse, you have to see what curse this bastard cast. Ordinary people are not as resistant as little Taoist priests." , Forcibly breaking the curse will also lead to a serious illness."

Fan Dingkun: "..." Little Taoist, you mean me?

Sister Wu stomped on a few more times, and stopped Master Huang, who had already lost his strength, before she turned around and said, "Then go into the room and search, this guy has vicious methods, but he doesn't have much ability." , I must take notes when casting such a curse!"

Zhao Yingying slammed her fist into the palm of her hand: "That's right!" She jumped over and walked in, "Boss, look at him, I'll go in with Sister Wu to search."

What can Mo Yu say?He doesn't know spells, and there is an orthodox Taoist priest next to him who is still wounded. He nodded and went over to tie up the old boy, so that he could make time for Sister Wu to enter the house to find something.

That Master Huang was already motionless, who would have thought that the old boy was pretending to be unconscious, waiting for the moment when Sister Wu removed her paw and Mo Yu grabbed his arm!

"Go to hell!" Master Huang suddenly stretched out his hand bag, took out a bottle and smashed it to the ground.

Everyone present suddenly smelled a disgusting stench, and saw an ominous dark green smoke rising from the broken bottle, congealing into an unstable human shape, and even bypassing Mo Yu who was close at hand , Judging from the posture, he went straight to Fan Dingkun who was following behind him.

Master Huang laughed maniacally: "I told you earlier, you don't even think about it... eh!!"

Without even thinking about it, Mo Yu subconsciously stretched out his hand to stop the dark green figure.As a result, the thing reacted very quickly and moved a little to the side, wiping his hand and going behind him.

"Be careful!" Mo Yu hurriedly turned his head - I made a big mistake, don't worry about your father, the gold master!

Fortunately, he stopped for a while, buying Fan Dingkun a reaction time.Fan Dingkun reached out and tore something from his neck and threw it away, and a bright golden-red light hit the group of figures in an instant.

With almost no sound, the dark green stinking human figure was smashed through a big hole, and burned all along the hole.The thing struggled desperately, but the golden-red flame followed like a shadow, chasing and burning up along the mist, and burned the thing completely in a short while.