When the white-haired Taoist said that Zhang Ling's words were too ugly, Murong Wan'er in the audience directly lowered her head, and secretly scolded a stupid apprentice, which was really embarrassing to me. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"This ......." Zhang Ling smiled, then waved his hand and said to everyone: "Very good, your jury is very standard, I will obey me, hehe." After speaking, Zhang Ling ran to the deputy head of Maoshan who was a thief and a rat-eyed man, and stretched out his hand to him to ask for a bonus.

"Hmph, don't worry, you have won the first place in these two competitions, and naturally you will not lose your 10,000 yuan bonus!" After the deputy head of Maoshan finished speaking, he handed over a red envelope to Zhang Ling.

Zhang Ling held it in his hand, feeling that the weight was wrong. He finally understood what the deputy head had just said, and immediately waved his hand to express his displeasure: "Hey, didn't you say that I had a bonus of 100,000 yuan, how can this only be 10,000 yuan, does it look like I am honest, you deliberately swallowed the remaining 90,000 yuan?" ”

When the deputy head of Maoshan heard this, his beard fluttered up in a fucking anger.

"Nonsense, this competition is divided into three stages: drawing symbols, sword competitions, and actual combat, and you can get 10,000 yuan for winning the first stage, 50,000 yuan for winning the second stage, and 100,000 yuan for winning the third stage. Your kid just won the first stage of the competition, isn't the prize money exactly 10,000 yuan, how can you say that I deducted your prize money privately? ”

Seeing that the deputy head was so old, he was almost angry in front of the public, Zhang Ling quickly scratched his head and said: "Misunderstanding, I saw that the atmosphere here was too tense, so I deliberately proposed it to alleviate it." ”

"You ......," the deputy head snorted coldly and twisted his head to the side.

"Hehe, this little friend is just funny and humorous." Daoist Cangshan walked over and patted Zhang Ling on the shoulder, but he didn't forget to glance at his face a few more times.

"Born with yin and yang eyes, a descendant of the Ghost Valley, this kid is not simple." Cangshan Dao Chang secretly marveled in his heart.

Zhang Ling puffed his chest and slowly walked to the stage under the gaze of everyone.

"Hehe, I didn't expect that I, Zhang Ling, went from kindergarten to the college entrance examination repeat class, more than ten years of studying, never took the first exam, I didn't expect to accidentally win a championship in Maoshan today, and the ancestral grave at home finally smoked, hehe." Zhang Ling trotted all the way to Murong Wan'er, and flashed the bonus in his hand at her.

"What a stupid apprentice, no interest at all, just such a little money, what do you have to be proud of, bring it!" As she spoke, Murong Wan'er snatched the bonus from Zhang Ling's hand.

"This ......." Zhang Ling was about to cry, feeling that this female ghost was still greedy for money, unscientific!

"Boy, remember that you owe me 10,000 yuan, remember to invite me to dinner when you have time." Shangguan hugged Zhang Ling as he spoke, and raised his eyebrows at him obscenely dozens of times.

"Damn, isn't it just 10,000 yuan, look at you guys like bandits." Zhang Ling's heart suddenly turned to 10,000 grass and mud horses galloping past.

Back in his room, Zhang Ling lay on the bed and considered whether to participate in the sword competition in three days.

If he wins the game three days later, the prize money will be 50,000 yuan, not to mention inviting Shangguan to a luxurious meal, even if he is invited to a big health care, he will be able to leave some fare.

Just as he was thinking, the lights in the room suddenly went out.

Zhang Ling suddenly lifted the quilt and jumped off the bed, secretly sighing that the service of Maoshan was too special. The lights in this hotel can be extinguished when they can be said to be extinguished, and they are embarrassed to claim that they are five-star treatment, what about the cheat?

He wandered around the dark room with his phone, trying to check if the threads were damaged.

After all, this is a five-star hotel in Maoshan, and if they rely on themselves for the damage here, the 10,000 yuan bonus may not be enough to compensate.

When he was about to walk to the TV by feeling, a strange cry suddenly came from behind him, and the cold sweat on Zhang Ling's neck instantly broke out.

"It is said that Maoshan is evil, the ghost hunters here are powerful, and there should be a lot of powerful ghosts sealed, if one or two escape, and happen to go to their own room, then ......"

The more Zhang Ling thought about it, the more frightened he became, and he directly took out a ghost talisman from his pocket and put it in the palm of his hand.

"Hello!"

A hand suddenly put on his shoulder, and pressed down hard.

"Damn, there are really ghosts. Set the ghost talisman, urgent as the law! ”

Zhang Ling turned around suddenly, and with a shout in his mouth, he put the spirit talisman on the ghost's head.

"Hey, no, this ghost is a little small." Zhang Ling said, releasing a dark blue heart fire from the palm of his hand, only to see Hua Feiyu with a ghost talisman on his forehead, and his two eyes were staring at him without blinking.

"Hmph, it's not fun, you actually took out a ghost talisman and pasted it on someone's body." Hua Feiyu stomped his feet angrily, removed the spirit talisman on his head, and then crumpled it into a ball in his palm and smashed it towards Zhang Ling.

"This ...... This one. Zhang Ling also felt embarrassed, and waved his hand again and again and said: "Don't be angry first, the lights here suddenly went out just now, I thought you were ........"

"Phew, you're the ghost, your whole family is a ghost!"

Zhang Ling: "Huh." ”

Seeing Hua Feiyu standing on tiptoe and pointing at the bridge of his nose, his eyes were full of anger.

All of a sudden, the atmosphere became awkward.

"Hmph, didn't you just pull the plug from your power supply, look at your superstition and even think of ghosts!" Hua Feiyu walked over and plugged it back in, and the room was lit up again.

Zhang Ling pursed his lips and sat on the sofa, secretly thinking that he was not superstitious to do what we do, can he not be fucking superstitious?

Hua Feiyu came to Zhang Ling's room, but he was not very polite, picked up the spicy strips he had just bought at the commissary from the table and ate them.

Watching her unceremoniously eat the spicy strips she bought, Zhang Ling's brows couldn't help frowning.

"Hey, I said Miss Hua, why did you come to my room so late, shouldn't it be just to eat these spicy strips?"

"Phew, who cares about these spicy strips of yours." Hua Feiyu pouted, and directly slammed the remaining spicy strips onto the table.

Hua Feiyu unhurriedly took out a wet towel to wipe his mouth, and licked his lips under Zhang Ling's gaze.

"You're not trying to get my spicy strips, so what are you doing here in the middle of the night? Lonely men and widows are in the same room, aren't you afraid of other people's gossip? Zhang Ling stood up, ready to drive out this childish little Lori, he was worried that he would not be able to control himself for a while.

"Cut, I'm not afraid of other people's gossip, what are you afraid of?" Hua Feiyu said, and glanced at Zhang Ling with disdain.

"You don't care, but I'm afraid that others will say that I illegally imprisoned minors." Zhang Ling said, and deliberately made a gesture to measure Hua Feiyu's height.

"You...... Bastard! Hua Feiyu became angry, and picked up the powder fist to hit Zhang Ling.

Zhang Ling raised his eyebrows, hugged her and threw her directly on the bed.

"You...... What do you want? Hua Feiyu sat on the bed, staring at Zhang Ling with both hands in her arms, because she was afraid, there were tears rolling in her eyes.

(To be continued.) )