Chapter 30 Everyone fights for a breath “Junior brother, why did you bring so many people back?” In the lobby of Yizhuang, Qiu Sheng, who was studying how to make ghost paper with Wen Cai and Ren Tingting, raised his head and looked at the dozen or so figures who suddenly appeared in the courtyard in shock. "They are the chefs and assistant cooks I invited. They will start setting up a team tomorrow and set up a running banquet early the day after tomorrow." Qin Yao said: "Brother Wencai, please arrange a place for them to live." "okay." Wencai didn't say a word nonsense. He walked out of the lobby and started working, arranging everyone in an orderly manner. “Master hasn’t come back yet?” Qin Yao sat down at Wen Cai’s seat and turned to ask. "Not yet." Qiu Sheng shook his head: "After all, the City God belongs to the righteous **** of the underworld, so it shouldn't be that easy to invite." Qin Yao frowned. If they were opening an ordinary paper-making shop, it would be rude not to invite the City God, and it would not matter if the City God came or not. But they were opening a bank of heaven and earth approved by Hades. It would be rude not to invite the City God, and it would be a loss of status to be ignored by the City God.
It is true that the City God is the righteous **** of the underworld, but Uncle Jiu is still the head clerk of the bank. Although there is a certain gap between the two in terms of grades, coupled with Jiu Shu's status as a disciple of Maoshan, the Chenghuang Temple has to send a wandering **** to show off, right? “I’m going to the City God’s Temple to have a look.” Qin Yao stood up and said, feeling restless. Qiu Sheng stood up and said, "My bicycle is outside." Qin Yao was amused by him: "What kind of bicycle do you want? With my physique, I'm afraid your bike will fall apart if you can't ride it for a few miles. I'll go look for it in Master's room to see if there are any magical talismans..." Not long. Wearing a yellow robe, Uncle Jiu walked into the courtyard. When he saw the lights in his room, he was slightly startled. He asked Wen Cai who came over, "Who is in my room?" “It’s Junior Brother Qin Yao, he’s looking for the magic talisman.” Wen Cai said honestly. Uncle Jiu waved at him and led him to his door. He said to Qin Yao who was rummaging through boxes and cabinets: "Why are you looking for a magical talisman at this late hour?" “Why are you back?” Qin Yao paused while rummaging through the boxes, stood up, and asked in surprise. Uncle Jiu’s eyelids twitched: “What do you mean by this, I shouldn’t come back?” Qin Yao pursed his lips and smiled: "According to the ups and downs of the plot design in the story, you should have encountered big trouble in the Chenghuang Temple, and then the three of us brothers tried our best to save you. In the end, the master and apprentice worked together to eliminate the behind-the-scenes Black Hand forms a tightly structured story, the kind that could make a movie.” Uncle Jiu: “…” It just hurts! This guy is very heartwarming when he's heartwarming, but he's really irritating when he's talking nonsense! “Old Qin!” Qin Yao blinked: "Xiao Qin, Xiao Qin... Master, it's so weird for you to shout like that." Uncle Jiu suddenly drew out the mahogany sword from behind, and swung his arms to hit Qin Yao: "Don't you think the plot is dull and want ups and downs? Come, stand there, I will give you ups and downs!" Qin Yao did not expect that Uncle Jiu would suddenly take action. He was slapped twice suddenly. His invulnerable body actually felt the pain. He was surprised and said: "Uncle Jiu, are you serious?"
Uncle Jiu had a straight face, holding a mahogany sword, and slashed at his apprentice with more than ten sword strikes in one second. The sword struck out violently, sending Qin Yao flying all over the room, trashing the originally tidy room as if it had been hit by an earthquake. Seeing this, Uncle Jiu became even more angry. He gritted his teeth and chased Qin Yao from the house to the yard, and from the yard to the eaves. Qiu Sheng walked out of the room and stood in the yard with Wencai. He raised his head and looked at the two figures chasing each other under the moonlight, without any intention of breaking up the fight. What advice should I give? It would be better for the master and the disciple to wear a pair of trousers after beating them, but if they intervene when they have a dispute, they will easily get beaten. In the end, the master and the disciples reconciled, but he himself was bruised and swollen, so why bother? The above are the lessons learned by the two of them based on their past personal experiences. As the saying goes, one can gain wisdom after one encounter, and one cannot step into the same puddle many times. Uncle Jiu had strong magic power but not good physical strength. After chasing for only an hour, he was exhausted. He suddenly threw out the peach wood sword filled with spiritual energy, and smashed the **** thing to the ground with one sword, and then slowly released the depressed energy. Qin Yao was beaten to the ground, so he just lay there, looked up at the bright moon in the sky, and said softly: "Do you feel better?" Uncle Jiu was stunned. Then I gradually woke up... “Have you guessed it?” “You still have to guess? I’ll know what fart you’re going to fart as soon as you pout,” Qin Yao said. Jiushu: “(`へ≠)” I will endure! ! "Tell me what the specific situation is." Looking at his "rosy complexion", Qin Yao nodded with satisfaction and no longer wanted to die. Anger doesn’t matter if it’s on your face, it’s a good thing to release it. The worst thing you can do is keep it all in your heart and your face will turn pale with anger. How can you not hurt your body? “One of the disciples of the Taishan Sect also wanted to be appointed as the head class member of Tiandi Bank. The Taishan Sect held a grand inauguration ceremony and invited all the gods in the world to come up to the mountain to celebrate.” Uncle Jiu said helplessly. “Is the Taishan sect more powerful than the Maoshan sect?” Qin Yao asked. Uncle Jiu sighed: "It has been like this since ancient times. My biggest backer in Maoshan is San Mao Zhenjun from the heaven. Do you know who is the backer of Taishan Sect?" Qin Yao raised his eyebrows: "Isn't it the Lord of Taishan Prefecture?" “There is no doubt that he is the Lord of Taishan Prefecture.” Chin Yao: “…” This is indeed incomparable. “The bank executive from Taishan School will also be appointed the day after tomorrow?” Qin Yao asked when he was young. “One day later than us.” “Since it’s not a day and there is no conflict, why is the city **** so disrespectful?” Qin Yao asked puzzledly. "The journey is long. He has to leave a day early and has no time to attend our ceremony." Uncle Jiu said. "If he doesn't come, he won't come. Without him, our ceremony can't be carried out?" Qiu Sheng comforted. Qin Yao shook his head: "People compete for a breath, Buddha competes for a stick of incense. Our master was appointed, but the local city **** went all the way to celebrate for others and ignored us. When word spread, outsiders would not laugh at the city god's snobbishness. They only laugh at us because we are incompetent and deserve to be looked down upon.”
ˆ Qiu Sheng: “…” How can a god’s coming or not have such a big impact? ? “Master, I want to see the city god.” Qin Yao said in a deep voice. There are some things that there is no need to say to Qiu Sheng, but the problem is still not small. Being looked down upon by others not only means being looked down upon but also means being weak and can be bullied. What kind of business do they do? Tiandi Bank! What is made is paper, and what is created is a source of wealth. How can no one be jealous? A weak and deceitful person holds a huge source of wealth in his hands. What is this? This is a **** fat sheep! By then, the name of Maoshan may not be able to resist those greedy ghosts and gods like moths to the flame. What's more, Maoshan is not owned by Uncle Jiu's family, and there is a Shi Jian in Waimao who is always against him... All these and various reasons indicate one thing: they cannot swallow this breath! (End of this chapter)