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Chapter 345: The Festival of Gods Begins

At this moment, Yue Rong roared in a police car.

When the ninth brother saw the police car, he was even closer than when he saw his father, and before, among the people he hated the most, the police were one of them, but now, he felt extremely cordial.

Seeing Yue Rong get out of the car, the ninth brother hurriedly shouted, "Officer Yue, save me, save me...... I'm the ninth!"

Zheng Qian didn't stop the ninth brother, but saw Yue Rong get out of the car and walk over to this side, looked at Nie Laojiu, and slapped him directly.

"Damn, are you impatient? I don't know that Brother Zheng is my brother? You still dare to bring people to trouble my brother?" Yue Rong's words directly made Nie Laojiu confused, what is going on?

Didn't Yue Rong just sit in the position of captain soon? When did he come up with such a big brother?

In order to behave in front of Zheng Qian, Yue Rong didn't take it lightly at all, and slapped him again, "Nie Laojiu, if you still want to open that garbage casino of yours well, then don't make trouble for me, otherwise I will close you in minutes!"

"Yes...... It's ......" Nie Laojiu is completely embarrassed, he is just a small snake, and he has no benefit at all from fighting against a violent organ like the Public Security Bureau.

"Brother Zheng, let's go back!" Yue Rong looked at Zheng Qian and said with a smile.

Zheng Qian threw away the machete, he squinted at Nie Laojiu, "Our business is not over yet!"

Yue Rong was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly kicked out again, "Nie Laojiu, what's wrong with me Brother Zheng?"

Nie Laojiu looked innocent, "I didn't!"

Yue Rong still wanted to fight, but was stopped by Zheng Qian, "No...... Nie Laojiu, tomorrow is the start of the Nanyun City Divine Festival, I have something to deal with, and I will go to you when the time comes!"

Where did Nie Laojiu dare to refuse, he nodded hurriedly, "Understand, understand!"

It wasn't until he saw Zheng Qian get into Yue Rong's car and leave that he Nie Laojiu relieved his breath.

Zheng Qian returned to the hotel, Meng Fu hadn't slept yet, and after a brief explanation, Zheng Qian turned on his mobile phone.

After beating the old lady, he had already obtained 20,000 Yin De, plus the Yin Si Supermarket and the Concert Hall in the past few days, he also had 40,000 Yin De in his hand.

"Hey, I still owe Jiang Ziya 450,000 Yin De...... I can't afford to sell this back!" Zheng Qian said helplessly.

Just when he was depressed, some people in the Difu Alliance began to give out red envelopes.

Zheng Qian's luck this time is good, basically every red envelope can be grabbed, but there are not many yin virtues in it.

But at this moment, an oversized black bag came out, and Zheng Qian had already started to point it, but stopped when his finger was still 0.5 centimeters away from the black bag.

"What kind of black bag is this...... Actually rewarded Yin De 100,000, and the person who sent the red envelope was still anonymous who had never heard of it?" Zheng Qian looked at the black envelope, and the corners of his mouth twitched.

100,000 Yin De, if he had no foreign debts, he would not normally open this kind of black bag, because the more Yin De, the more difficult the task, but now Zheng Qian, who has become a poor bastard, as long as he has Yin De, he has no reason to give up so easily.

After hesitating again and again, Zheng Qian finally clicked on the black bag.

"Within fifteen days, solve a big problem!"

Zheng Gan's eyes were about to widen when he saw it, what kind of task is this? He is still deeply tormented by the source of poison and cannot extricate himself, how can he have any time to help others solve the big trouble.

Although I regret it in my heart, Zheng Qian's black bag has already been accepted, and the hot potato has already been smashed in his hand, and no one wants to take it if he wants to throw it out!

Helpless in his heart, Zheng Qian lay on the sofa with two eyes staring at the ceiling in a daze, he had already thought about it, and got the code of the group of corpse refiners from Ke Fei, Zheng Qian was going to take Nie Laojiu's people to pretend to be those beggars tomorrow, and contact those corpse refiners, as long as there was a chance to contact, Zheng Qian would be able to blend into the corpse refining tribe behind the cliff, and maybe he would really be able to find the old man behind him and ask him to detoxify himself.

When Zheng Qian thought so in his heart, Jiang Ziya suddenly took the initiative to send him a message.

"Boy, I just found out that you have already begun to achieve the four-rank Yin Division......" Jiang Ziya said.

Zheng Qian was stunned for a moment, and then sat up from the sofa suddenly, "What? What do you say? I'm going to become a four-rank yin division?"

Jiang Ziya nodded, "According to the display on the god list, it is enough for you to upgrade to the qualification of the fourth-grade Yin Division, but because you have foreign debts and Yin Virtue that have not been paid off, you can only postpone it!"

Zheng Qian's face was confused, "I'll go, there are still 450,000 here...... It's going to be the Year of the Monkey!"

"Don't worry, don't worry!" Jiang Ziya said with a smile, "I have calculated that you have something big to do tomorrow, do you want me to help you!"

"Tell me about it?" Zheng Qian thought for a moment and said.

"Look, you are now a third-grade Yin Division, and the maximum amount of overdraft Yin Virtue is 500,000 Yin Virtue, you have already repaid me 50,000, and you yourself still have 40,000, that is, there are still 90,000 to use, I have a simple version of the Thunderbolt Talisman here, with your current strength, you can cast it three times a day, it is necessary to save your life!"

"Get out!"

Zheng Qian silently sent a word and was silent, didn't he deliberately prevent him from upgrading the fourth-grade Yin Division earlier.

Breaking off the chat with Jiang Ziya, Zheng Qian silently recalled in his mind the secret method of exorcism of the Heavenly Master, among which there was a palm thunder, which was not small, enough for him to use now.

The next day, the Divine Festival began, and the entire Nanyun City was extremely lively.

Zheng Qian found Nie Laojiu and borrowed a few nimble horses, and then dressed up as a beggar and wandered around the streets.

Zheng Qian didn't look at the activities of the Divine Festival, but just when he was bored, not far away, four men carried a sedan chair and walked towards this side, on the sedan chair was a shirtless middle-aged man, with various strange patterns painted in watercolors.

Zheng Gan's eyes stared at the man all of a sudden, and after a while, the man got off the sedan chair and sang and danced on the stage held by the Divine Festival, which was so lively.

Just as Zheng Qian was watching, a voice suddenly came from behind him, "Dizhen Gaogang, a group of streams and mountains through the ages!"

Zheng Gan's brows furrowed, he quickly turned his head, and standing behind him was a thin man in casual clothes, wearing a peaked cap, looking a little nondescript.

"The door faces the sea, and the water of the Sanhe River flows for ten thousand years!" Zheng Qian replied.

"How much is there?" asked the thin man.

Zheng Qian replied according to the statement he got from Ke Fei: "There are ten fish, all of them have just been touched in troubled waters, and they are all floating!"

Ten floating fish are also ten dead fish, which have just been touched in troubled waters, that is to say, ten corpses have been obtained by taking advantage of the excitement that has just begun in the festival of the gods.

"Okay, have someone carry the corpse with me!" the skinny man said directly.

"Gotcha!"

Zheng Qian replied, beckoned several of Nie Laojiu's horses, and followed the thin man over.