"Boss Chen, the bit of red copper you gave me is all used on this thing."

"What kind of ancestor you want next, I'm afraid it's going to be postponed."

Meng Dahai spat out a puff of smoke rings.

What is called turning over a serf to sing, he is now.

Once in order to make a living, the dove occupied the magpie's nest, scattered the flowers, and picked up the black Meng Dahai.

Don't live too much of your little life now.

Since being incorporated by Chen Yu, there is no need to worry about eating and drinking.

There is a basic salary every month, five insurances and one housing fund, and a commission for completing a single order.

The standard of living has skyrocketed.

There is also overtime pay for expedited.

It took a day and a night to get the Gatling Bodhisattva, and the overtime pay alone was 3,000.

If you don't buy a box of Huazi to treat yourself, you don't have to remember the craftsmanship passed down by your ancestors.

"Chen Yu, and you, you two are so big!"

"Dare to kill the ghost of the City God Pavilion, do you know that this is a big crime?"

Judge Qian was so angry that his hair turned white.

I have lived for more than a thousand years, and I have never seen such an arrogant person.

Scold the judge, kill the ghost.

Do these two people know how to write dead characters?

"Boss Chen, this old thing is too arrogant, isn't it?"

"It's just a yin god who doesn't enter the stream, making him seem like one of the four major judges."

Chen Yu's attitude is not good, and Meng Dahai is even more unforgiving.

"The villain's face is nothing unusual."

If it was Lu Ju and Cui Juan who were standing in front of him, Chen Yu would definitely not be just facing it.

The little judge of the Chenghuang Pavilion really used bean bags as dry food.

Favoritism and fraud, collecting offerings.

Even if Chen Yu collapsed him on the spot, he could be regarded as eliminating harm for the people.

Meng Dahai nodded, and flicked the cleanly smoked cigarette butt at Judge Qian.

"Look at what! Look at the sudden thrust of you. ”

"Lao Tzu's Gatling Bodhisattva made of seventeen catties of red copper, combined with three catties of soybeans with aura in Boss Chen's hand, can directly raze your City God Pavilion."

"Tell me honestly, did you hear that?"

Meng Dahai glared at the angry Judge Qian.

Chen Yu's aura is the same as that of not wanting money.

Take a handful at a time.

I don't know where it came from.

Don't talk about a little money judge.

Even if Chenghuang came over in person, he might not be able to carry three catties of soybeans with aura.

Judge Qian's face was full of anger, and he panicked in his heart.

In the era of the end of the law, both the human and ghost worlds were not having a good time.

The monks of the human world seek spiritual energy, but they can't.

A yin god like him with sesame mung beans, his life is even more miserable.

Since a few decades ago, it was no longer pilgrims who came and went, but tourists.

What I want is not the safety of the house, but all about marriage and promotion to make a fortune.

It seems that the judge of the City God Pavilion is bullish and coaxing, and he belongs to the existence of one person.

It's actually very virtual.

Ten words in the cabinet almost broke his foundation.

In tourist attractions, it is forbidden to burn incense and worship.

"Tell me honestly, how many bribes have you received over the years, and how many evil ghosts have been connived at to harm people!"

Meng Dahai shouted loudly, and pulled the secretly embarrassed judge Qian back to reality.

"Boldly Diao Min, the official didn't ask you for the crime, but you framed the official."

Judge Qian said solemnly: "This official has served as the city god of Hangzhou for more than 900 years, and he has always been upright and law-abiding. ”

"You're going to talk nonsense."

"Today's incident, this official must report to the city god and cure the two of you for the crime of disturbing the underworld."

After saying that, Judge Qian's body swelled with yin qi, ready to slip away immediately.

"Old Meng, do you say that he runs fast, or does our magic weapon shoot fast?"

The six-pipe magic weapon in Chen Yu's hand rotated slowly, and there was a strange sound on it.

"Who knows, why don't you try?"

Meng Dahai said casually.

"Don't deceive people too much!"

Judge Qian's face was blue and white, and the yin qi around him suddenly disappeared.

Joke.

What if Chen Yumang goes to the end and attacks him directly?

Heroes know not to suffer immediate losses, let alone ghosts.

"I said you old fellow, you've been in the world for hundreds of years, and you won't even be able to see what is going on in front of you, right?"

"Confess leniently, sit in prison...... Phew. ”

In the past, they were all judges to judge ghosts, but now the three halls will judge the judges of the City God Pavilion, and Meng Dahai is also the first time that the eldest girl has been on the sedan chair, and she feels very fresh.

took the initiative to act as Chen Yu's mouthpiece, and scolded Judge Qian for confessing.

Otherwise, take him and the witness to the City God's Pavilion to play together.

Hearing the word witness, Judge Qian's heart sank.

The two bastards of Yunxiao Dao and Huang Lady.

If it weren't for their lack of secrecy, they would not have ended up in such a state of grievance.

The next moment, Judge Qian's eyes flashed with a thick murderous intent.

As long as you kill two demons and one ghost, there is no proof of death.

Judge Qian conjured up the judge's pen with his right hand and decided to kill the old ghost first, and then kill the Huang family's father and daughter.

Desperately the yin body is damaged, and the two demons and one ghost will be destroyed.

Murderous intent emerged, and the wind was blowing.

The judge's pen in Judge Qian's hand instantly turned into a three-foot-long one, stabbing straight into the old ghost in mid-air.

"Bang!"

The old ghost turned into a wisp of green smoke and dissipated in front of everyone's eyes.

With a successful blow, Judge Qian was quite proud in his heart, and aimed at the Yunxiao Dao person closest to him.

"Master Chen, save my !!"

was entangled in the soul hooking rope, and the people of Yunxiao Dao didn't even have a chance to run.

"Da Da Da ......"

Gatling Bodhisattva breathed three thousand six hundred turns, and the soybeans swept in the sky.

Countless soybeans blessed with aura hit Judge Qian's body, like cold water dripping into a hot oil pot.

The crackling sound was incessant.

Judge Qian's brand-new official robe suddenly became full of holes.

"Stop fighting, stop !!"

Judge Qian's face was distorted, and he grinned in pain.

Every time I hit it, it hurts like a thousand cuts.

With his current cultivation, he can still support it hard.

If you take a few more hits, you will be like eight ghosts, and you will disappear.

"Now that I know that I am begging for mercy, what did I do earlier?"

Chen Yu reprimanded unceremoniously.

"Stop, don't stop yet!!"

Judge Qian's mouth-rending screams.

Before dying, he did not forget to threaten Chen Yu.

He is the judge of the City God's Pavilion, and he is the canonized Yin God.

Once he dies, Chen Yu will inevitably give him a funeral.

"Boss Chen, you don't really plan to kill him, do you?"

Seeing that Judge Qian was dying and looked like he was going to hang up, Meng Dahai persuaded him.

Even if Judge Qian deserves to die, Chen Yu should not make him happen.

The state has its own laws, and the government has its own rules.

Judge Qian is under the jurisdiction of the local government, and he is also a direct subordinate of Lord Chenghuang.

If you really kill him, some things won't be easy to do.

"Those bastards of the Difu Yin Division are famous for bullying the soft and fearing the hard, in case you give your ancestors and relatives a set of swords, mountains and fires, and a big package of tickets for the oil pot and tongue, you see?"

Meng Dahai suggested that it was enough to make it half-dead.

After a while, Judge Qian and the father and daughter of the Huang family will be sent to the City God Pavilion, and they will have their own City God.

"Cheap him."

Chen Yu mouthed at the door.

If it's too much, he still knows it.

His cultivation has a heavenly strategy, which is equivalent to an ordinary existence.

The three relatives and six aunts who have passed away, the seven aunts and the eight aunts, have not cultivated copper tendons and iron bones.

Chen Yu was not interested in waiting for them to come over at midnight every day to complain about their grievances. (End of chapter)