Crystal Palace Irregular Dispute Corporation

The entrance of the cave is not big, it can only accommodate two people to pass through, but the inside is not small at all.

Fu Sandai walked at the end of the team, the cold snow water dripped from the cave wall, ding dong ding dong, pools of small puddles gathered, the entrance of the cave became wider and wider, and torches were lit on the cold and slippery walls, The torches danced with strange blue flames, making the already cold cave even more terrifying.

A gust of wind blew, and the blue flame flickered and flickered. Fu Sandai couldn't help shivering, and bumped into a person with trembling shoulders, almost screaming out of fright.

Seeing the crown prince Fu Sandai lower his voice, he said angrily, "Why are you? Didn't you be asked to guard the entrance of the cave?"

The crown prince smiled and said, "Isn't this new to the world? There are seniors like you, so I want to come and learn, and I ask you to give me your advice."

Fu Sandai sneered, "Yo, I didn't expect you to speak soft words, wouldn't you be rude at the blessing ceremony?"

The prince said awkwardly: "Don't talk about me, I was blind at the time, I heard that you are the most famous master in the local Daoist Association?"

Rich Three Generations: "I don't dare to be a master, but the younger generation is better, and the Taoism will enter the top ten in the local area." The words are modest, and the tone of the speech is quite arrogant.

The prince passed a cigarette up, "Isn't the top ten strong? You are so humble. To tell you the truth, I have been a monk halfway through, and my subordinates are a bunch of rookies, and I have never seen the world. Please give me your advice."

The rich three generations looked down on the prince's Zhonghua, and reached into his pocket to take out his cigar, "I don't have an apprentice, but for the sake of your sincerity, I can teach you a few tricks. How many years have you learned?  … ...Hey, why is my wallet missing?"

When Fu Sandai touched the cigarette, he found that the wallet was missing.

"Did it fall on the ground?" The prince said while holding up a flashlight and pretending to help him find it.

Naturally, they couldn't find it. The third generation of the rich cursed secretly, and while walking along with the team, they asked the prince how many years he had studied.

The crown prince and the Taoist priest are not in the same system at all, thinking about the time when I went ashore, "Probably September this year..."

Fu Sandai was taken aback, "Isn't that only a few months, and you dare to come out to cheat money after studying for a few months?...You don't know how to be a liar, do you?"

The prince was cheerful: "Look at what you said, I don't know anyone who doesn't like you. By the way, what are you going to teach me?"

Fu Sandai stared, "Did you ask that? The empty glove white wolf's idea is pretty cool, but forget it, I don't want your little money. When the ghost comes, you can hide behind me."

The prince: "What are you doing hiding behind you?"

Rich three generations: "Paddle."

The prince: "That's so embarrassing. Master Taiyi said that he would give five thousand red envelopes even if he didn't make any meritorious service. I'm not very good at paddling..."

"What do you do if you don't paddle? What will you do in the past few months? What can you do?" Fu Sandai asked three questions in a row, without concealing the contempt in his tone.

Not only did the prince not explode, but he smiled foolishly, "Okay, I listen to you, and I will paddle well."

After the two of them finished talking, the Taoist priest in front met the Yin soldiers. Fu Sandai pushed the prince behind him, and Dapeng jumped out like a big bird, holding a mahogany sword to fight out.

The prince didn't even have a chance to paddle, and the battle was over in less than 10 minutes. Fifty ghosts were knocked down to the ground, howling endlessly.

Fu Sandai put the mahogany sword back into its sheath with a swipe, and snorted, "This is too weak."

When it was over, he raised his chin at the prince again, and said triumphantly: "See, this is my strength."

The prince stepped forward and picked up two ghosts, one with a kitchen knife and the other with a spatula, looked at Fu Sandai and said, "Senior, you beat like a cook?"

Fu Sandai: "What the hell? Cook? Is this a military camp?"

Daoist Liu stepped forward to check. These ghosts were more or less holding cooking tools, aprons around their waists, and white chef hats on their elegant heads.

Liu Daochang will report everything he saw to the real person Taiyi and real person Jucai among the crowd.

The faces of the two real people changed slightly. Normally, it would be difficult to see ten ghosts at one time, but today they saw fifty ghosts at one time, and they were all cooks.

What kind of place is it that only needs fifty cooks...

The two real people had a bad feeling, but there were more than fifty cooks. Hearing the noise here, a group of cooks ran over with pots and pans, cursing as they ran: "Is there another lonely ghost?" Came here to steal food? Damn, we don’t have enough food for ourselves..."

I don't know if this is procrastination, it is really not good enough.

Everyone knows that in any military camp, all the cooks in it are full of brains and intestines, fat and strong, but they are all sallow and emaciated, which is quite miserable.

Before the cook could finish his sentence, he saw a group of Taoist priests holding mahogany swords and turned around and ran away.

A group of Taoist priests immediately surrounded them, and the cook knew that he was invincible, and immediately shouted for help, "Help, General Ghost, help, a Taoist priest has come in..."

The cook's voice echoed in the cave, passing layer by layer.

At this moment, Nie Wushuang had returned to the barren mountain from Luofu Mountain. He had gathered thirty thousand Yin soldiers together. He had just finished drinking bowls of wine and was arranging them to enter the underworld when he heard ghost cries resounding throughout the barren mountain.

"Ghost General, help, a Taoist priest has come in..."

The Yin soldiers were in a commotion, and the timid ones had already shown their timidity, wondering if they had committed crimes before and were taught a lesson by the Taoist priests.

Nie Wushuang was not flustered. While orderly arranging the Yin soldiers to enter the underworld, he ordered a commander surnamed Wang to lead his troops to see what was going on.

This commander surnamed Wang is Grandpa Wang San.

Grandpa Wang San rushed to the place of harassment with Yin soldiers, pointing a long knife at Taiyi Master and asked: "Who are you waiting for, how dare you come here to make trouble?"

All the Taoist priests laughed. This was the first time a ghost asked them that. They were the only ones who asked ghosts why they made troubles. I didn't expect it to be the other way around today.

Liu Daochang pointed to Grandpa Wang San, "Who are you? What is the purpose of gathering ghosts illegally?"

Grandpa Wang San said: "We are not gathering illegally. We are soldiers under the southern ghost emperor Du Zishi. If you have nothing to do, leave as soon as possible."

The Taoists were slightly confused. Du Ziren and the others knew that these soldiers were eating public rations, but what did they come to the world for?

Luofu Mountain is Du Ziren's rule, right?

How could Third Grandpa Wang tell him that seeing Grandpa Wang evasive, all the Taoist priests swarmed up, sneaking around suspiciously, with a fierce look on his face, he didn't look like a good ghost at first glance, so arrest him first.

Ever since, the two sides fought again.

The rich three generations took the lead, facing the third grandpa Wang.

Third Grandpa Wang has a lot of brushes, and the third generation of the rich struggled to resist, and no one came to help him in the scuffle around him. From the corner of the third generation's eyes, he saw the prince standing in the corner, smoking a cigarette, and at the same time, taking your time with a little ghost. With one punch, I will slowly send you a sword, slowly practice the eyebrows and swordsmanship, Fu Sandai scolded: "What the hell are you doing?"

The prince turned to look at him, and said with a simple face, "I'm paddling."

The third generation of the rich was so angry that he wanted the prince to help him, but he couldn't say it out of face, so he could only deal with the enemy alone.

To act at this time, the local Daoist Association has brought out all the best. Although there were ghosts making troubles before and a small number of Taoist priests went back, the remaining strength is still quite impressive. Proper.

Suddenly, a text message broke the tranquility of the Three Realms.

The text message came from the official account of the underworld, saying that the southern ghost emperor Du Ziren started an incident tonight and sent ghosts to assassinate Yama of the Ten Temple.Yama of the Ten Palaces strongly condemned Du Ziren's coup d'état and rebellion, and now he is entangled with troops to contend with it.In addition, the text message also announced that Du Ziren raised ghosts in the world and raised soldiers in barren mountains.

In the text message to the end, in addition to the seal of Yama of the Ten Temples, there are also their signatures.

——This text message was sent by Bai Wuchang, the mass text message, in addition to the officials at all levels of the underworld, the big bosses of all clans of the Yaozu and the Three Realms Administration also received it.

As the closest person to the local Daoist Association and the Three Realms Administration, Taiyi Zhenren also received this text message. This matter is too big, and Taiyi Zhenren dared not ignore it. .

In the entire Administration of the Three Realms, the Millennium Tree Essence has the least practice, and Taiyi Daoist walked closest to him. The two of them had a phone call, and the matter became clear. Taiyi Daoist immediately told all the fellow Taoists about Du Ziren's rebellion, so that no one should be merciful , One after another, they sacrificed their housekeeping skills and arranged a group of Yin soldiers clearly.

All the Taoist priests were fighting with enthusiasm, they had no fear on the surface, but they were afraid in their hearts.

The text message said that this is where Du Ziren raised his soldiers. Although Du Ziren and Yama of the Ten Palaces had officially started a war in the underworld, and most of the soldiers here had gone to the underworld, who knows how many there are here?

Three or five hundred can be arranged clearly, what if there are more?

All the Taoists are afraid, but men are bloody, so they have to be afraid. They don't know why Du Ziren rebelled, but he raised ghosts to harm the world-this alone is enough to be an enemy.

"It is my duty to eliminate demons and defend the Tao, and to maintain peace in the world. Friends of the Daoist, let me fight together!"

Forget about promotion and retirement, the nearly seventy-year-old Taiyi Daoist raised his sword and went up.

The old man worked so hard, how dare the prince continue paddling, kicked the kid who was blocking the way, rushed to the front of the rich three generations, and knocked third grandpa Wang unconscious with just one fist.

The prince looked at Fu Sandai, and put the cigarette on his hand, "Are you all right?"

Fu Sandai was out of breath, staring at his fainted opponent, stammering, "No, no, nothing..."

The crown prince said it's fine, no one knows how many Yin soldiers are here, so the third generation of the rich must hold on.

Fu Sandai said angrily: "Who are you asking to hold on? Who do you think you are, and it's your turn to teach me a lesson? Don't think that you are very powerful because you beat down a commander. If I didn't beat him seriously, you wouldn't belong to him at all." opponent."

The more Fu Sandai talked, the more he felt that this was the case.

What broke the Crystal Palace business dispute company, the boss has been studying for several months, if he wants to be famous but not famous, if he wants to be strong but not strong, how can he knock down the enemy with one punch, the enemy must have been exhausted by himself, and at the end of his strength, he let the prince take advantage of it. Otherwise, the crown prince is so powerful, why didn't he make a move earlier?

The rich three generations completely forgot that they let the prince paddle.

When the soldiers of Grandpa Wang San were arranged, another group of Yin soldiers joined the battle. They had the same hairstyle as Prince Jixiang, half of their heads were bald, with a long braid at the back, and their clothes were also Qing Dynasty style.

The crown prince shouted Prince Jixiang's name at the top of his voice.

Soon Prince Jixiang came, and with him were Zhou Feifei and Panda Cat.

The crown prince pointed to the Qing soldiers in the team, and said to Prince Ji Xiang: "Your family members, you can handle it yourself."

Prince Jixiang was pushed to the front by the prince with a confused face, a ray of light fell from the sky, and the big knife chopped off Prince Jixiang's head.

Ji Xiang hurriedly took out his precious seal, and the Qing Dynasty Ghost Soldier's feet softened, and he knelt down directly.

puff, puff...

There was not only one kneeling, all the people from the Qing Dynasty knelt, and even they themselves didn't know why, anyway, they couldn't control themselves when they saw the seal.

There were also soldiers from the non-Qing Dynasty who picked up the knife and slashed at the auspicious prince without the prince or Zhou Fei. The panda cat howled, transformed into the original panda shape, and slapped the ghost on the wall with a melon seed.

The panda cat's paw was extremely powerful, it not only flattened the ghost, but also shattered the stone wall, falling fragments and knocking down a group of ghost soldiers.

All the Taoist priests were stunned, especially Fu Sandai, whose jaws dropped to the ground in shock.

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