Chapter Seventy-Nine: Money Can Make X Grind
The door of Brother Jiu's house is an electronic security door, which requires a password or fingerprint to enter, but Bai Yang does not, and there are Buddha statues guarding the house, and a few ghosts dare not enter.
Bai Yang didn't waste brain cells, he directly reached out and clenched his fist, aimed at the vicinity of the door lock, and then gathered his strength and punched it directly.
Bang, with a muffled sound, Bai Yang punched the door out of a hole, and half of his arm penetrated it, then grabbed the doorknob and opened the door from the inside.
Seeing such a violent white sun, several ghosts became stunned again.
This fist, this power, if it hits a person, can it still be fatal? Big guy, really big guy!
Inside the house, there is a desk with a Buddha statue enshrined on it.
Bai Yang was happy when he saw it, he was still an old acquaintance, Maitreya Buddha.
The whole Buddha statue is colorful, with bare chest and breasts, fat head and big ears, smiling and squinting eyes, how cute it looks.
And in Bai Yang's eyes, this Maitreya Buddha has a spiritual light floating on his body, which is obviously not an extraordinary thing, this thing, even the ordinary rich and powerful may not be able to get it, and I don't know how this ninth brother got it.
A few ghosts hid outside the door, not daring to enter or look.
Bai Yang tore off the cloth on the desk and covered the Maitreya Buddha, which made a few ghosts cower in.
"Who?"
At this moment, the lights in the room suddenly turned on, and then an angry roar came.
Bai Yang turned to look and saw a tall man wearing a small neene standing at the door of a bedroom.
"it!"
Originally, the big man raised his eyebrows and looked fierce, but after seeing Bai Yang, he was a spirit, and he was almost scared to pee.
Yes!
Behind the big man, a long-haired woman wrapped in a quilt appeared, screamed directly, and fell down, and the sheet spread out, revealing a piece of raw flesh with white flowers.
Bai Yang reacted, at this time he was not his true face, it was Master Zhong.
At that moment, Bai Yang grinned, his expression became even more hideous, he strode over, came to the stunned and trembling hands in front of the big man, and directly reached out and grabbed the big man's neck.
"Mortal, your longevity is over, let's go with this god." Bai Yang spoke, his tone calm.
"No, I don't want to die, I'm not dead, you get out." Dahan's body trembled, reacted, and hurriedly resisted, but he waved his hand to hit Bai Yang, but he didn't move at all, and he couldn't even break free.
The big man was frightened and was about to shout, but as soon as Bai Yang's hand was strong, he grabbed his neck and lifted it up.
Uh-uh-uh......
There was a sound in his throat that was difficult to breathe, and the big man looked at Bai Yang pleadingly.
"Circumambulation...... Ming, I ...... Gurg...... Money ......"
"Huh?" Bai Yang paused, and his hand was slightly relaxed.
Dahan's eyes lit up, and he hurriedly continued: "I'll give money, give as much as I want, spare me." ”
"If you want to bribe this god, the sin will be added to the first." Bai Yang glared and said viciously, but the strength in his hand was a little weaker.
Dahan is a person in this way, he instantly comprehended, and continued: "Great God, everyone is out to eat, you let me go, I will give you money, and I will be filial every year in the future, great god, you can as much as you want." ”
Bai Yang was silent, and seemed to be very moved.
And Bai Yang's hand, the strength slowly decreased.
Dahan breathed a sigh of relief, his heart beat like thunder, and he looked at Bai Yang expectantly.
"I want 100 million." Finally, Bai Yang spoke, and also let go of Dahan.
"No problem, I'll go burn it for you now." Escaping death, Dahan hurriedly responded.
"What to burn, I want real money." Bai Yang glared.
"Huh? Really, real money? Do you use real money now? The big man was a little dumbfounded.
Bai Yang sneered: "What do you think? The paper burned by the Yang people can be used as money, and the underworld has long been messed up. ”
"But, but I didn't...... There is not a hundred million. "The big man wants to cry without tears.
"You dare to play this god?" Bai Yang was furious, his eyebrows widened, his broad shoulders shook, and his beard trembled.
"No, don't dare. The villain really doesn't have so much money, all the money I earned has bought a house, and the card is only hundreds of thousands, God, you are a god, you must know. The big man pleaded bitterly.
Bai Yang sneered: "But you still have money in your account, now are you buying your life, giving money, or I will take your soul away, go up the sword mountain and go down to the sea of fire, and then go to the eighteenth layer of hell to live for a period of time, the choice is your own?" ”
Speaking in his mouth, Bai Yang drove the illusion, and conjured up a virtual picture behind him, it was an eerie and terrifying environment, endless wails, sinners climbing the knife mountain, wicked people burning in the sea of fire, and in the deepest part, it was a dense and endless phantom, no speech, dull eyes, crowded in the dark, looking up at the sky, the silence was the most terrifying.
The big man's legs were weak, and he was so frightened that he spread on the ground, and his face was extremely pale.
This is terrible, is this the sword mountain and the sea of fire, the eighteenth layer of hell? I don't want to go, I can't go.
"I'll give, I can use more than 10 million, God, I'll give it all to you, don't take me to hell, I don't want to die, I don't want to die." The big man was frightened, burst into tears, and trembled.
Bai Yang was silent for a moment, and snorted: "Okay, this god has been short of wine money recently, if you are lucky, I will give you a chance, you can transfer more than 10 million yuan out now and put it into these accounts in batches." As he spoke, Bai Yang waved his hand, and bank account numbers appeared out of thin air, and the numbers were listed like projections.
After getting out of the account, Bai Yang smiled: "Don't tell me, there is no way to transfer now?" ”
"Yes, I have a machine here, I can turn it now, big, great god, my legs are weak, let me slow down, okay?" Looking at the magical means shown by Bai Yang, Dahan didn't dare to refute, just pleaded pitifully.
This scene fell into the eyes of the young ghost, and he felt pleasure.
Once upon a time, it was the same scene, but it was not forgiven.
"You can slow it down, but if you slow down for a minute now, you will live a year less, and you can do it yourself." Bai Yang opened his mouth quietly.
The big man jumped up and said quickly: "I'll turn now." After saying that, he slipped into a room next to him.
It's an office place.
Bai Yang followed, and the conjured account followed.
Dahan found out the card, operated quickly, then looked at Bai Yang, and said tremblingly: "Great God, there are so many card numbers in this card, how many turns is one?" ”
Bai Yang smiled and said: "One transfer to one million, these are all bank cards used for charity in the world." ”
"Charity?" Dahan was a little dumbfounded.
Bai Yang snorted coldly: "Do you think it's enough to simply give money to this god?" There are also anti-corruption agencies in the underworld, if I want to use your money, I must go through the channel, this world is charitable, the merit is immeasurable, only through such a card, the money you give to the god, the god can use it. ”
Dahan: "......"
This Nima, it turns out that the ghosts and gods also want to launder money? And the routine is so novel!
"By the way, for the sake of your filial piety to God, God will reveal to you something that only a few people in the world know, after death, if you want to continue to enjoy glory and wealth, you have to save money, and this place of saving money is a charity that can really help people, you donate 10,000, you can withdraw 100 in the underworld, and the 100 is your capital in the underworld. Therefore, if you want to live well after death, charitable donations should be old. Bai Yang reminded meaningfully.