"Why are you hugging my thighs! Let go and don't get people wrong. ”

Zhao Gongming pushed Pan Wenhu away in disgust, and put on a look that the two were not very familiar, so as not to be misunderstood about what was between them.

He is a dignified God of Wealth, if it is rumored that he has a dragon/impotence, how can he have the face to return to Heaven to be his God of Wealth.

Therefore, at this time, it is necessary to dissociate himself from Pan Wenhu.

"Huh"

Pan Wenhu smiled, let go of Zhao Gongming's thighs, got up and said: "God of Wealth, this is the side gate warlock who detained Jin Dafu's soul, this is Jin Dafu's daughter Jin Tianyi, I don't know if you can let their father and daughter meet in a while?" ”

"It's a trivial matter, when the God of Wealth cleans up this evil sorcerer first, let their father and daughter see each other."

After speaking, Zhao Gongming handed the sunscreen to Pan Wenhu, fixed the walking corpses in the basement casually, and slowly walked towards the goat with a goatee.

Looking at Zhao Gongming, who was slowly approaching, Yang Zhenren felt an unprecedented pressure, and he couldn't even move his fingers, so shocked that cold sweat broke out on his forehead and back.

"You, you, are you really the God of Wealth?"

Yang Zhenren can refine the intelligent walking corpse, and is sure to evolve into an invulnerable Vajra corpse, naturally has a good side door technique, and there are many Taoist monks who can deal with him, but he has never encountered it without moving.

Therefore, Yang Zhenren couldn't help but start to suspect that Zhao Gongming in front of him was really the God of Wealth.

"Of course, is there anyone who dares to pretend to be the God of Wealth?"

Zhao Gongming walked in front of Yang Zhenren and said coldly: "Yang is honest, you take away people's fortune, detain people's souls, use girls to practice walking corpse puppets, dig graves and steal corpses...... Wait, almost all evil, do you know sin? ”

"Guilty? Haha......"

Yang Zhenren didn't have a sense of repentance, and laughed: "This is a world where the flesh is weak and the strong, rich and powerful people, which one will take ordinary people in their eyes?" Don't talk about them, even your high-ranking immortals, aren't they also superior and regard mortals as ants? What happened to me catching a few women to refine the walking corpse puppet? What can you do if you collect money to change your fortune for others? Haven't you immortals ever killed people or eaten the weak? ”

"Stubborn!"

Zhao Gongming snorted coldly, and the crazy sheep real person suddenly turned into a burst of blood mist, and died quite miserably.

However, this does not end there.

I saw that Zhao Gongming grabbed the soul of Yang Zhenren casually, and then used his other hand to volley into the air, cutting the passage to the eighteenth layer of hell, directly pushing Yang Zhenren to the bottom, so that he would never be able to live forever.

It is said slowly, but it actually happens in an instant.

Therefore, Pan Wenhu and Jin Tian did not see the terrifying scene of the eighteenth layer of hell.

Zhao Gongming cleaned up the sheep Zhenren, and then with a wave of his hand, he sent the walking corpses in the basement to the nearest cemetery, so that they could be buried in the ground.

Subsequently, Zhao Gongming took Pan Wenhu and Jin Tianyi into the Yongdao and came to the secret room at the end of the Yongdao.

Jin Tianyi's master, that is, the old policeman of the police station, was locked in the secret room by Yang Zhenren, and her father's soul was also detained here by Yang Zhenren.

"Master!"

As soon as Jin Tian saw the old policeman who was covered in injuries and dying, he immediately let go of Pan Wenhu and rushed over.

Looking at Jin Tianyi, who was sad and crying, Pan Wenhu walked over and hugged Jin Tianyi, and comforted: "Tian Tian, don't worry, with the God of Wealth here, your master will definitely be fine." ”

Hearing this, Zhao Gongming twitched the corners of his mouth and scolded secretly: "Damn stinky boy, he actually used the God of Wealth to borrow flowers to offer Buddha, and the benefits were all fished out by himself, and the coolies were all done by the God of Wealth, does this God of Wealth owe you anything in his last life?" ”

Of course, Zhao Gongming is unhappy, but he will never save the old policeman because of this, the old policeman has been a bad boy all his life, has done a lot of good things, he is a person with good fortune, as the god of wealth in the heavenly court, he naturally will not watch the old policeman die in front of him.

As soon as Jin Tian heard Pan Wenhu's words, his eyes immediately lit up, and he looked at Zhao Gongming hopefully.

Just as Jin Tianyi was about to open his mouth to plead, Zhao Gongming waved his hand impatiently and said, "Okay, okay, it's just a matter of saving someone, you don't have to beg and beg, I promise you ......."

……

An hour later.

Pan Wenhu walked out of the basement with the old policeman on his back, followed by Jin Tianyi, who was in a trance.

As for, Zhao Gongming, the God of Wealth?

There was no reason for him to stay in the mortal world after he finished his work, so he went back to Heaven directly.

Of course, Zhao Gongming was not stingy with the fairy fruits he promised to Pan Wenhu, and generously gave Pan Wenhu more than a dozen fairy fruits, 7 green apples, 3 fairy peaches, 2 fairy oranges and a big watermelon.

These are all ordinary fruits of the Heavenly Court, and they belong to the fruits used by the Heavenly Court Immortals to satisfy their cravings, and they are not great immortal fruits.

Of course, although these immortal fruits are ordinary goods in the Heavenly Court, to a mortal like Pan Wenhu, they are all priceless and rare treasures, and they can't even be measured by money.

Because, these fairy fruits can not only improve physical fitness, but also can be used to cure diseases and save people, and the effect is to get rid of abdominal diseases, and there are many benefits.

Jin Tianyi, who was in a trance, came to his jeep, suddenly looked back at Pan Wenhu, and asked, "Ah Hu, how do you know the God of Wealth, who are you?" ”

Pan Wenhu put the old policeman in the back seat of the car and quipped: "Tian Tian, my secret can only be known by my wife, we are still friends now, if you want to be my wife, I don't mind telling you my identity in advance." ”

"When I didn't ask."

Jin Tian glanced at Pan Wenhu, pulled the car door and sat in the driver's seat.

Pan Wenhu grinned and walked to the other side to sit in the passenger seat.

At this time, as soon as Jin Tian started the car, he drove towards the city and said, "Ah Hu, Wang Dana will go bankrupt soon if he loses my father's fortune?" ”

"The God of Wealth said that if you don't have great wealth, you can't keep your wealth, and since Wang Dana doesn't have his uncle's great wealth, he will definitely not be able to keep tens of billions of wealth, and this money will soon be dispersed, and then he will not be far from death."

Pan Wenhu can almost conclude that Wang Dana will not end well, because before the God of Wealth returns to Heaven, he will definitely cast a spell to punish Wang Dana, and with what Wang Dana has done in his life, death will definitely be inevitable.

As soon as Jin Tian heard Pan Wenhu's words, he nodded approvingly and said, "Even if this kind of scum doesn't die, I will find a way to send him to prison and let him eat prison for the rest of his life." ”

"Tian Tian, believe me, my uncle's revenge will be avenged soon, you can rest assured."

Speaking of this, Pan Wenhu suddenly changed his words, reached out to hook Jin Tianyi's chin, and quipped: "Little girl, give Ye a smile." ”

"I'm laughing at your big-headed ghost." Jin Tian slapped Pan Wenhu's hand away, glared back at Pan Wenhu, and said angrily: "Don't make trouble, didn't you see the old lady driving?" ”