The Dictator of Uncle Nine's World

The next day, Cao Kun struggled out from the pink arms and jade legs as usual!

Life is unbearable, all of them are people I can only look at but not touch!

As soon as I walked out of the room, Yang Xin came over and said that early in the morning, Uncle Jiu took away a thousand silver dollars with a note!

Cao Kun shook his head. This old guy? ...Thing? ...The leader? ...A person!

The old man is still impatient. I guess it will take a lot of effort to deceive the evil spirits this time!

It just so happens that I have nothing to do today, so I'll just wear the White Dragon Fish Suit... It seems a bit big?

Private visit via incognito?

Understand the people’s sentiments?

This is good, let’s understand the people’s sentiments!

Riding on a horse, holding a gun, and leading a large number of soldiers, Marshal Cao began to parade through the city!

Of course, Marshal Cao was greeted with enthusiastic cheers and... seductive glances from beautiful young women...

Huh?

Sitting high and seeing far, Cao Kun actually saw an acquaintance in the crowd, an acquaintance who should have been dead!

Matsushita is green!

Shouldn’t this old guy be a ghost in Yihong Courtyard and be killed by the Taoist priests last night?

Wrong script?

still is……

"catch him!"

At the command, the guards rushed forward and pressed Matsushita Masaaki to the ground!

Yang Xin searched Matsushita Masaaki's body and finally found a metal plate covered with red symbols!

Cao Kun took a look and didn't recognize him, not even a single one!

"Mr. Matsushita, why are you running when you see me?"

Ah~Ahhhh…

The answer that Marshal Cao got was, Matsushita Masaaki... is crazy!

Cao Kun smiled. Really crazy? Pretending to be crazy? It doesn’t matter!

"Someone, throw him into the courtyard of the Marshal's Mansion!"

There's no point in keeping the madman around, so it's better to... uh, feed him to the evil spirits. Isn't that immoral?

A hint of doubt flashed in Matsushita Masaaki's eyes. What does it mean to throw it into the yard?

However, Matsushita Masaaki soon returned to his crazy state and was carried by the guards and thrown in through the wall of the Marshal's Mansion!

"what……"

After a scream, Matsushita Masaaki found that he seemed to have returned to his hometown!

The low-rise foot-basin-style house is a scene of snowfall welcoming spring, except that no one is there...

"Aligato, Private Marseilles..."

Matsushita Masao was trying to find someone, when he suddenly felt a chill on his back. He turned his head sharply, and a white person suddenly appeared in front of him!

"Hehe, are you Matsushita-kun?"

"Humph, what a bullshit Panasonic, woman, you need to forget the past!"

"No, no. I'll piss you off to death!"

Matsushita Masaaki finally calmed down, only to find that the woman in front of him was constantly changing her face!

Sometimes it was the familiar Oho Kumi, sometimes it was an unknown beauty, and sometimes it was a woman with snow-white hair and eyebrows!

Trinity?

still……?

"Mr. Matsushita, we want to see Cao Kun. Take us to see Cao Kun. Haha... Let's see Cao Kun!"

Matsushita Masaaki's eyes gradually dimmed as the woman spoke, and finally...

"Marshal, this should be the Taoist magic weapon for protecting oneself from the Foot Basin Chicken God. As for its specific function... hehe..."

Uncle Jiu held the metal plate in his hand, looked at it for a long time, then smiled and shook his head at Marshal Cao and said,

"This thing is just a half-finished product. It's either used to fool people, or that Korean kid is just not very skilled. Haha!"

Cao Kun couldn't help but laugh and said, "Uncle Jiu, I told you that someone survived in the ghost realm by using this. Do you believe it?"

Uncle Jiu said firmly, "Believe it, why not! Although this thing is a semi-finished product, it still has the functions it should have!"

As the two were talking, Cao Kun suddenly felt a chill and two people appeared out of nowhere on the chairs beside him!

Cao Kun took a look and thought, oh well, he met them again, and they are the same two ghost messengers from last time!

The ghost also looked at Cao Kun in surprise. This kid... is quite fate!

"Lin Jiu, how are the preparations for Qian and Hun going?"

The Yinchai came straight to the point. They had been waiting downstairs for so long that the red spider lilies had wilted twice!

However, Lin Jiu’s things still haven’t been delivered. It was agreed that they would take three days. How many days has it been?

five days!

Finally, the two ghost messengers couldn't bear it any longer and came up in person to collect the debts!

Uncle Jiu just clapped his hands, that was quite cool!

Wencai and Qiu Sheng came in happily holding fire basins and paper money for the dead!

Then, a match lit the ghost money...

The two ghost messengers looked at the increasing number of bills in their hands, one worth five thousand taels!

Five thousand, ten thousand, fifteen thousand...

"Too much, too much, why so much?"

At the beginning, Yinchai didn't pay much attention, but he felt that it was almost time, the two people were still burning, and the endless flow of money made Yinchai a little restless!

"Lin Jiu, you burned so much, nothing will happen...right?"

The Yinchai swallowed his non-existent saliva. It was too hot to handle such a large amount of money!

Uncle Jiu smiled slightly, then clapped his hands again. Simu and Qianhe came in carrying a big bag, with a baby still jumping around inside!

The ghost messenger just took a glance, and suddenly, the money in his hand was no longer attractive!

Not only is it not fragrant anymore, it’s not hot either!

"Lin Jiu, there is such a big gap. It will be difficult for us to report back..."

Before Yinchai finished speaking, Uncle Jiu started to show off again. He clapped his hands, and another handful of bills were burned into Yinchai's hands!

"This...this...this..."

The shaman was at a loss as to what to do with Uncle Jiu's move. Uncle Jiu raised his eyebrows and said, "What? Not enough?"

"Enough is enough, absolutely enough!"

How could the ghost messenger dare to ask for money? They were used to being poor, so how could they have seen so much money!

He immediately put the money into his pocket with a smile on his face, "Don't worry, Uncle Jiu, it's just a little short, we brothers will help you make up for it!"

"Uncle Jiu, rest assured, we will definitely..."

The two ghost messengers laughed greedily while lifting up the bag containing the evil ghosts. They nodded at the people present, dived into the ground and disappeared!

Uncle Jiu finally breathed a sigh of relief at this time. This silent, domineering boss style was taught to him by Aunt Zhe!

With the mighty power of money, completely suppress the poor! ! !

Cao Kun looked at the people who were smiling at each other and wondered, are these still the same people he knew?

"Oh, right, Brother Jiu, I just calculated the costs and found that you had falsified and concealed the information. Tell me, did you hide the money?"

"You're hiding your own money after you got married? I..."

Cao Kun watched all this in amazement. This was so... unreal!

Can you believe that Uncle Jiu would hide his own money?

Marshal Cao slipped away quickly, followed by Simu Qianhe and Wencai Qiu Sheng!

Why do outsiders have to meddle in other people’s affairs?

On the way back to Ren Mansion, Marshal Cao saw a person from afar. Oh, it was another familiar face, Matsushita Masaaki!

What the hell!

Marshal Cao almost fell off his horse. Didn't he feed this guy to Ohbo Kumi?

How would it appear here?

Who is next to Matsushita Masaaki?