"What's going on outside?"

As soon as the chopsticks were not lifted here, there was a commotion downstairs, some cheers, and laughter, and everyone in Rao's house was upset.

"Ah Qiang, amazing, I didn't expect you to swallow a sword!" Another voice came.

"Swallow the sword?" Zhang Wen's expression was strange.

Swallowing chicken legs is powerful, but swallowing a sword is a one-time performance.

Uncle Nine couldn't sit still, put down his chopsticks and said:

"I'll go out and have a look."

"Of course!" Everyone nodded.

Seeing Uncle Nine leaving, Zhang Wen listened carefully, and suddenly remembered Mao Shanming.

"It's developed according to the established law again?"

He also put down his chopsticks and said, "I suddenly remembered that Shen Dashuai rewarded our police department with a few bottles of foreign wine this time, everyone wait a minute, I'll go and let someone get it back." ”

Boss Zhu finally found an opportunity to speak: "I heard that Shen Dashuai is a drunkard and is the god of wine in the world, and the wine he recommends must be good!" ”

Zhang Wen smiled and said secretly in his heart: "It's true that you are addicted to alcohol, but forget about the god of wine, drink two glasses and get under the table." ”

Standing on the second floor and looking down, Uncle Nine had already made a move.

He threw punches empty-handed, like he was fighting something.

"Fortunately, I was prepared."

For safety, Zhang Wen often keeps willow leaves by his side.

Willow leaves wipe the eyes.

"Eye Mastery +1"

In front of me, I can see clearly.

You can see two ghosts, one tall and one short, fighting with Uncle Nine.

"Xiaobao!" Mao Shan Ming shouted.

The little ghost in blue clothes immediately wanted to run, but was grabbed by Uncle Jiu's shoulders, folded left and right, and in the blink of an eye, he changed from a little boy more than one meter tall to the size of a fist.

"Ah Qiang, wine jar!"

Uncle Nine shouted.

"Oh!" Wei Qiang casually picked up a jar of wine, opened the stopper, and poured the wine on the ground.

The aroma of strong wine is tangy.

"Master, go on!" Wei Qiang threw the wine jar.

Uncle Nine caught the wine jar with one hand, and grabbed Xiaobao with the other hand and stuffed it into the wine jar.

Then seal it with staggered yellow symbols.

"Xiaobao!" Mao Shanming's throat was dry, but he was powerless to return to the sky.

"Dabao, look at my side!"

Mao Shan Ming also took the wine jar, poured the wine and headed towards the big ghost, intending to take the big ghost before the ninth uncle.

"I'm enough to solve it alone, fellow Daoist." Uncle Jiu's sword pointed at the bottom of the wine altar, and a strong suction dragged the big ghost into the wine jar.

"This ......" Mao Shanming put down the wine jar, at a loss.

"Ah Qiang, send the wine back to Yizhuang." Uncle Nine said.

Wei Qiang snorted proudly at Maoshan Ming, holding the two wine jars to leave.

"Hey!"

Zhang Wen went downstairs and said to Maoshan Ming: "Fellow Daoist, what a coincidence." ”

"Yes, I see that this teahouse is very lively, and I want to come and eat something." Mao Shan knew that raising ghosts was not the right way, and he didn't dare to ask Zhang Wen for help.

"What a coincidence, I was just about to get a drink."

Zhang Wen stepped on the wine and sighed: "It's a pity that such a good wine is poured on the ground, I heard that Boss Zhu's wine is specially purchased from the winery, and a jar costs 100 yuan." ”

"How much?" Uncle Nine suffered cardiac arrest.

"Zhang Wen, are you bluffing me!" Wei Qiang hugged the wine jar: "Two jars of wine, do you dare to say 200 oceans?" ”

"Lie or not, you'll know when Boss Zhu comes."

Zhang Wen persuaded again: "Uncle Jiu, you have to be forgiving and forgiving, today is your birthday, even if I invite this wine." ”

He knew that Uncle Nine was upright and had zero tolerance for ghosts, which was the case before the female ghost who could take away his first kiss appeared.

And this time, Zhang Wen wanted Uncle Nine to sell face.

In the words of the game, even if Uncle Jiu's favorability is full, it is not as good as Weiqiang, and it is not as good as Qiusheng and Wencai and other close disciples, so Zhang Wen would rather sell face and save the two ghosts with threats.

can win over Mao Shanming to his account, which is much more effective than Uncle Jiu's "listening to the tune and not listening to the announcement".

"Ah Qiang, return the wine altar to this fellow Daoist." Uncle Nine commanded.

"Huh? Master, this kid is obviously cheating on you, how can it be 200 yuan! "Wei Qiang is still unwilling to let go.

"Your master has asked you to come back!" Mao Shanming took the initiative to walk over and snatch the wine jar from Wei Qiang's arms.

Zhang Wen smiled: "Uncle Nine, the mayor of the town, they are still waiting for you to go up and drink." ”

Uncle Nine nodded, turned around and prepared to go back, but stopped and said to Mao Shanming: "Fellow Daoists, people and ghosts have different paths, and when they are decided, they will be decided, which is good for you and good for them." ”

"The teachings of Taoist friends, remember them below!" Mao Shan Ming nodded.

Ah Qiang said, "Master, he sent two ghosts to trick me!" Let me swallow the sword and stab me from throat to ass! ”

As he spoke, he reached out and touched his back.

"There are dozens of people here, why don't they play tricks on others, but they want to play tricks on you?" Uncle Nine still remembered the embarrassment at the banquet: "Hmph, I bought your fun, go home and wait for me to play with you!" ”

"Got it, Master..."

Ah Qiang glared at Mao Shanming, wanting to say something cruel, and remembering what he had just heard tonight, Zhang Wen cut off all the heads of the horse bandits with a knife in his hand.

He already knew that Zhang Wen was also ruthless, and he angered Uncle Nine just now, and now there is no one to support him.

As if he had opened his mind, he didn't dare to speak, and slipped away.

"Thank you for your help today." Mao Shanming thanked Zhang Wen.

"Daoyou is polite, the captain of the police department in the next town, if you need to, you can go to the police department to find me."

Zhang Wen clenched his fists towards Maoshan Ming, and then left the teahouse.

"Police captain? Is it such a big show? Mao Shanming muttered to himself in confusion, and he whispered to the wine jar: "But with his help, you two guys are considered lucky, otherwise you will be scattered!" ”

Mao Shanming trotted out of the teahouse, smashed the wine jar, and the two ghosts, one big and one small, rubbed their dizzy heads and flew out.

Dabao looked left and right, and whispered: "Uncle Ming, let's run quickly, that Taoist priest is so powerful." ”

"Yes, Uncle Ming, I don't have the strength to fight back at all!" Xiaobao also nodded in agreement.

"We don't have any entanglements on us anymore, and we don't even have the money to buy ingot candles for the two of you." Mao Shanming bit his fingers and thought for a while: "By the way, the Taoist friend who helped today said that he was the local police captain, maybe he could introduce the wealth to us!" ”

"Uncle Ming, is that person reliable?" Dabao asked.

"Uncle Ming, I'm hungry." Xiaobao rubbed his stomach.

Mao Shanming said helplessly: "People have to eat, otherwise they will starve to death, both of you are dead, and you still have to eat every day...... Wait, I'll buy you two steamed buns. ”

Xiaobao immediately asked again: "Uncle Ming, do you have any chicken legs to eat, I just saw a lot of chicken legs in this teahouse, and I haven't eaten chicken legs for a long time." ”

Dabao also nodded vigorously.

The two ghosts wiped their saliva and looked at Mao Shanming longingly.

"Chicken legs, let's talk about it when I make money." Mao Shanming touched his pocket, and only took out a piece of ocean: "I messed up the ghost hunt last time, I didn't expect that group of ghosts to be so fierce, if it wasn't for running fast, this dollar would have to be snatched back." ”

"Let's go." Mao Shanming looked at the lively teahouse and shook his head helplessly: "I originally wanted to come in and try my luck, forget it, go to the roadside to drink porridge, and then go to the police department." ”