Money talks!

The jailer in this underworld got the benefit of the rich man, so he naturally devoted himself to doing things for the rich sheep.

Winning people's money and eliminating disasters is an ancient principle that cannot be broken.

Looking at Xi Lian's beaten and tattered legs, Wang Ziteng was furious in his heart, but he also knew that even if he was angry, it would be useless.

For the sake of now, only by bribing the jailer like the rich sheep will Xi Lian's life be better.

Wang Ziteng has not experienced many things in the world, but he also knows that the darkest place in this world is not anywhere else, but in this black prison.

In prison, there are many things that take money from people and kill people on their behalf.

When you don't see the prison, it is often reported that there are all kinds of strange ways to die of hiding and drinking, drinking water, and dying of depression, which makes people with a normal brain feel incredible.

However, this kind of death, for the jailer, is just a statement to the outside world, whether it is accepted or not, anyway, the person is already dead, and you can't see the cause of death, this is the jailer's ability.

For this kind of black means, when Wang Ziteng was in his previous life, he had already seen a lot from the overwhelming Internet, and he had a deep fear of prison in his heart.

Black place, black means, killing people and destroying mouths, it is impossible to prevent it.

It's a dirty world, lawless, dark.

At this time, although he knew that the jailer of this netherworld must have received the benefits of the rich sheep and made Xi Lian suffer endlessly, there was no way.

In order not to make Xi Lian's life even more sad, Wang Ziteng looked at the jailer with wide eyes. can only accompany the smiling face: "This official brother, you can see it." I'm from the Yang world, and I'm here. is to find Xi Fangping who avenged his father, this old man is Xi Fangping's father Xi Lian, I know the rules here, take people's money to eliminate disasters for others, I want my eldest brother to take care of this old man in prison, and after I return to the yang world, I will definitely burn a lot of paper money for my eldest brother!"

The jailer rolled his eyes: "Paper money, what's the use of burning paper money." This official is a good official who is as honest as water, dedicated to protecting this group of ghosts, how to collect money from people, and paper money is useless, you don't know the customs of Yin Cao, and I don't blame you, this Yin Cao's money is connected with the world, you burned a tael of silver to buy paper money in the world, and burned paper money. In the underworld it will turn into a tael of silver, and this old man is so guilty that some people want him to suffer some hardships, but he pays a lot of money. ”

Wang Ziteng heard that there was a play. I know what the jailer means by saying this, to see who gives more and who gives more. Just do things for whom, it's completely a ghost animal without any discipline.

Smile and stick out a finger!

"A hundred taels?" the jailer narrowed. Without saying a word, he was obviously not satisfied with the price.

Wang Ziteng said unhurriedly: "One thousand taels of silver." Make sure that he is safe and secure in prison, not suffering from flesh and skin, and that he must eat and drink well and wait for the verdict of the officials!"

When the jailer heard this, his heart was overjoyed, his eyes rolled, but his face was silent: "This rich sheep only gave five hundred taels, and this young man, his mouth is one thousand taels, is he a fat sheep, do you want to take the opportunity to make more money?"

Pretending to be a little difficult, the jailer spoke: "You also know, those of us who watch the prison are no worse than others, we don't have any oil and water in our lives, we live on any little salary, it is not easy for everyone to live, and this old man has already been sold to death, and it is not easy to let him eat and drink well in the prison unscathed!"

Wang Ziteng secretly hated the greed of the prison guards in his heart, a thousand taels of silver, that is real money, enough to make many families spend a long time.

With so much silver, just to protect Xi Lian's life and food and drink, this jailer is unwilling to do so, and he is hateful.

However, the 1,000 taels of silver had already been spent, and if he didn't pay more, it would make the jailer unhappy, and it would be even worse for Xi Lian.

A thousand taels of silver is a drop in the bucket for the current Wang Ziteng.

But Wang Ziteng also knew that he couldn't let the jailer slaughter him as a fat sheep, and after listening to the jailer's words, his face flashed with anger, and there was a little dissatisfaction in his voice: " I also know that it is difficult to send a big brother, but this person is the father of my friend Xi Fangping, as a friend has a friendship of wealth, since a thousand taels is not good, I will smash the pot and sell iron, and then give three hundred taels of silver, this is my limit, if not, I will not be out of one or two silver, and wait until the future when the official asks the case, finds out the grievances, and touches the melon, everyone is not good-looking, besides, do you think I can travel to the underworld, will I be a mortal?"

As he spoke, a ray of merit golden light came out from the top of Wang Ziteng's head, the golden light shone, purifying all sentient beings, and the ghosts were illuminated by the golden light, and many of the unjust qi on his body began to dissipate.

In addition, in that golden light, there is also a very magnificent and majestic immeasurable fist intent, which is all over the sky, as if the six realms of reincarnation, can reincarnate the six realms, and determine the life and death of people, ghosts and gods.

This is a typical turnip and stick policy.

There are benefits, there is violence!

It depends on whether this jailer doesn't eat toasts and eats punishment wine!

When Wang Ziteng said 1,300 taels of silver, the prison guard's heart was already happy, and he originally wanted to make it a little more gold and silver.

Who knows, before he opened his mouth, he saw the prince release the golden light of merit and the fist intent of the six reincarnation divine fists, and the golden light illuminated people and shone on the body, all of which had a wonderful use of washing away sins and slingering spiritual platforms.

And that fist intent had the majesty of shaking ghosts and destroying gods, and penetrating the heavens and the earth, which made the jailer's heart feel a little frightened.

"This person is not small, he travels to the underworld, merit protects the body, fist will reach the sky, is not a good stubble, if I don't accept his gold and silver, do things for him, maybe he will be angry, kill me, etc., and then flee to the world, I will die in vain." The jailer looked at Wang Ziteng's eyes and became cautious.

As soon as a monk embarks on the path of cultivation, he will slowly be removed from the book of life and death, and once such a person dies, he is basically dead.

And once the name is removed from the life and death book, it is not easy for the underworld to find such a person again.

Besides, what the jailer did himself, he knew in his heart that if he was killed by the monk in front of him, it was estimated that the underworld would not take revenge for himself.

If you die, you die in vain.

With a plan in his heart, the jailer was shocked and frightened, so he naturally didn't dare to hold it up, but said with a smile: "The real person said that it was a joke, protecting the safety and health of the people in the prison was originally the responsibility of our prison officials, and it was our duty to do it, how could we accept benefits!"

The prince smiled, took the golden light and fist intent, and said: "I am begging someone to do something, how can I be a white wolf, you also know that I am a cultivator, and I will do what I say, otherwise, on the road of cultivation in the future, there will be demons in my heart!"

The jailer rolled his eyes, and said in his heart: "Am you deceiving me for ignorance, who doesn't know, people in cultivation, many people are ruthless, and they do what they say, but there are also many of them, after practicing their words, they will immediately turn their faces and be ruthless, and then kill people and take back what they promised, and there are many things to do, I don't want to risk it for more than a thousand taels of silver!"

The jailer was frightened in his heart, and he didn't dare to collect Wang Ziteng's gold and silver, Wang Ziteng's heart moved, and he knew what was going on, but he was also worried that if he really didn't give gold and silver, the jailer was only afraid that he wouldn't do a good job for himself, so he said: "You can rest assured, this silver, even if you take it, you will naturally not blame you afterwards, since you know that I am a cultivator, you should also know that if you want to earn some silver, for me, it is not easy to get it!"

The jailer saw that Wang Ziteng really gave him silver, and it was not good to shirk it, otherwise, it would be hypocritical, and he would accept it when he saw it: "Then thank you to the real person!"

"I already know that Xi Fangping has written the case and went to the City God Temple to avenge his grievances, but the ghosts and gods in the City God Temple have already been beaten by the surnamed sheep, and if he goes to avenge his grievances, he will inevitably encounter injustice!"

Wang Ziteng was silent for a moment, and said: "I'll go and take a look, let's act when I see the opportunity, this resentment will not disappear, we are only afraid that it will be difficult to return to the Yang world!" (to be continued......)