Chapter 240 My official Ma Shangfeng (Crazy ten updates, asking for votes (310))
"呲~"
Four updates in the night.
The candle shadows sway and the light and shadow are mottled in the attic corridor.
Qin Yao's palm-like hands suddenly grabbed the girl's shoulders, pulled gently, and immediately tore the girl in half from the middle, turned into pieces of paper in his hands, and fell lightly to the ground.
The man in the mirror had his feet dangling in the air and followed him silently. He lowered his eyes and glanced at the piece of paper that had been stepped on by the evil man, and his soul trembled violently.
Who doesn’t know how to tear paper? All you need is hands.
But without even blinking, he tore a person in half from the middle...
A bit cruel!
Qin Yao walked down the third floor, raised his eyes following the sound, and saw a man holding three incense sticks beside the door of a room with a sign of "District Name", gently pinching the girl's chin, with a smile on his face. A frivolous and greasy smile.
"Stop working here, come home with me, I will treat you well."
"Master, please respect yourself." The girl turned away and whispered.
“Pa.”
The man slapped the wall with one hand, his body almost pressed against the other person’s body, sniffing the faint fragrance that reached the tip of his nose, and for a moment his lust and soul were revealed: “ After I made my wish and got the incense, I will soon become rich..."
Just when his cheek was about to touch the girl, someone suddenly tapped him on the shoulder. Shocked, he woke up instantly.
"Brother, let go of this girl and let me go first." Qin Yao retracted his palm and said with a smile.
Hearing this, the man felt humiliated in his heart, but after comparing their body shapes, he finally gave in and silently moved away.
"Very good."
Qin Yao glanced at the man approvingly, stepped in front of the girl, stretched out his hand to pinch the woman's neck, and pulled hard... her head was pulled. Come down.
I asked you to come first, so you come here?
The man's eyes widened and he fainted from fright without even taking a breath.
Hearing the sound of landing behind him, Qin Yao threw away the paper shell in his palm and spat softly: "You have the guts to bring the paper man home?"
" You’re eating shit!”
Man in the mirror: “…”
Why do I feel that this sentence is so magical?
He raised his foot and trampled the three incense sticks in the opponent's hand to pieces. Qin Yao continued to turn around and go downstairs, only to see that the guest on the first floor had long disappeared. Only two gloomy paper figures, a man and a woman, were sitting in front of the candlelight, hearing The sound of footsteps made heads turn in unison.
In line with the current environment, it is full of horror movie atmosphere.
Qin Yao grinned and strode towards the two of them.
"Dear guest, please stop." The male paper man stood up and said.
Qin Yao stepped in front of him and swung a big hand over, smashing half of his face.
"Killing people..." The female paper figure screamed loudly, got up and ran away.
Qin Yao was full of murderous intent and followed closely behind him.
Compared with the fragile paper people, he is more like the horror in this "horror movie"!
“Hiss.”
After all, the short legs could not outrun Qin Yao’s long strides. The female paper figure soon fell into his hands, and with a loud tearing sound, her body It turned into two pieces of waste paper, was rolled into a ball by a pair of big hands, and was thrown into the corner with a swing.
After tearing up all the paper figures, Qin Yao pulled up the chair beside the long table and sat down. His broad shadow was stretched very long under the candlelight, and a graceful figure was faintly visible in it...
"Whoosh. ”
On the eve of dawn.
A shadow passed through the vermilion door and broke into the attic.
“Who’s here?” Qin Yao raised his eyes at the long table and asked.
The shadow glanced at the two identical figures beside the long table, with a surprised look on his face: "Are you the new person in the mirror on the third floor? No...then who is behind you?"
"You Are you going to help the wisher fulfill his wish?" After he asked, Qin Yao immediately guessed his identity.
Shadow didn't know why, but he still said happily: "Yes, that person's wish has been fulfilled. Just wait until tomorrow... No, just wait until nightfall today, and I will have a scapegoat."
Qin Yao said calmly: "I'm afraid you won't be able to get what you want."
Shadow was startled: "Why?" "Because from now on, I am the owner of Tianxiang Pavilion, and Tianxiang Pavilion will be closed for rectification." Yao said.
The shadow's eyes flashed coldly, and he said sternly: "You can't do this, you are destroying my life."
"Can you beat him?" Qin Yao looked into the mirror the person asked.
"Yes."
"Okay, let's go, Palm Zui." Qin Yao said lightly: "He is too noisy."
……
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The next day.
Midnight.
As usual, a large group of people gathered in front of Tianxiang Pavilion, looking up at the night, and couldn't help but talk.
"It's late, why hasn't anyone come to open the door yet?"
"The door won't open today, right?"
"If it doesn't open the door today, at least it should be in front of the door Write a notice.”
"No, my mother is about to die of illness, and I'm still waiting to go in to make a wish."
"Brother, your mother is about to die of illness. If you can go in, how can you make a wish?"
"Nonsense, of course it is a wish that I can be rich and powerful. Now that I have money, it is not easy to treat me?"
"I am almost dying of a disease, but I can save it with money? Why don't you? Just make a wish and your mother's illness will be cured. What?”
“You know nothing, don’t say anything.”
“Get out of the way, get out of the way.” When everyone was anxious, a group of soldiers with armor and swords raised their hands. The torches came over and dispersed the crowd.
"Master Ma, please come in." A short official wearing a black gauze hat, a red official robe, and a mustache on his lips led the way to a military general wearing brass armor. Take it to the attic.
The military general nodded arrogantly, turned around and said to the people: "My official, Ma Shangfeng, is a first-class official given by His Majesty. He is responsible for supervising the hauntings in Shijia Town.
Listen to my master, this Tianxiang Pavilion can Make a wish, can It makes people's wishes come true. I will come and make a wish on behalf of all the people to see if I can drive away the evil spirits of the Shi family and restore a peaceful world. "
" Your Excellency is so righteous." The people looked at each other, and then some people. He gave a soft compliment.
"Of course I have high righteousness." Ma Shangfeng raised his head and said: "So in order to ensure that I can be selected today, you should go home first and come back another day."
People: "???"
no.
I just complimented you, are you no longer a human being?
"What are you waiting for? Why don't you leave quickly?" Ma Shangfeng shouted.
"Master Ma, Tianxiang Pavilion will select three guests to enter every time. You see..." Someone said boldly, unwilling to give in.
"You can tell by looking at my figure. I am worth three." Ma Shangfeng patted his chest and said loudly: "Don't worry so much, go home quickly."
People: "..."
The people did not fight with the officials, let alone the first-class officials who came with weapons... Therefore, before the soldiers could drive them away, a group of people reluctantly left the scene. There were many people in front of Tianxiang Pavilion. It soon became quiet.
"Why haven't you opened the door yet?" After driving away the people, Ma Shangfeng frowned and ordered to the red-robed official: "Knock on the door quickly. Saving people is like putting out a fire. You can't delay for a moment."
"Bang bang bang, bang bang bang." Mr. Qian nodded quickly and knocked on the door: "Shop, shop, open the door quickly, Mr. Ma is here with the emperor's messenger Ma Shangfeng."
In the attic.
Qin Yao's eyes flashed slightly.
Ma Shangfeng?
So this is Shijia Town? ?
The plot of "Heaven and Earth Xuanmen" in his memory quickly passed through his mind, and Qin Yao felt curious for no reason: I wonder how much the 'thatched cottage layman' looked like Uncle Jiu.
(End of this chapter)