From the Chaos to the Tomb Robbery

Zhang Qiling felt the strange looks and expressions from the people on the boat.

A hint of black hair appeared slightly on his indifferent face. He looked down at the shiny bald head hanging on his chest and felt it was very eye-catching.

This little Qilin must have done it on purpose! Through this bald image, it is implied that he was punished to copy the Jingxin Sutra a few days ago, and he will be like this when he continues to copy it.

The middle-aged man (Mo Jiu) noticed that Zhang Qiling's gaze fell on his bald head, and he raised his head and chuckled.

Then he freed one hand and touched his bald head with satisfaction, "How is it, little brother? Handsome, right? I like it very much! How about this from now on?"

not so good!

Zhang Qiling twitched his lips slightly, and could no longer bear to let this thing hang on him, so he directly tore the middle-aged man (Mo Jiu) off his body and threw him to the ground.

Even though he fell on his butt, the middle-aged man (Mo Jiu) was not angry. He brushed the dust off his butt and stood up with a smile.

"Don't laugh." Zhang Qiling resisted the urge to beat up the naughty little Qilin and closed his eyes silently.

But the black bear hiding nearby had a bad feeling and couldn't help sneezing.

"If you don't want to laugh, then don't laugh." The middle-aged man (Mo Jiu) snorted arrogantly, turned around, and prepared to pull the people and puppets on the boat ashore.

Wu Sansheng, the old fox, keenly discovered that among the two of them, the young man could stop the middle-aged man (Mo Jiu).

"Young man, we have no intention of offending you, can you please let us go?"

"Snapped!"

The middle-aged man (Mo Jiu) slapped the boat with one hand, and a crack appeared on the entire hull.

He glared at Wu Sansheng, "You can't call me little brother, that's mine."

Zhang Qiling moved his fingertips and looked at the squatting figure. He wanted to beat up this arrogant little Qilin.

No one knows what his father said to Mo Jiu on his last birthday, but now the little Qilin is as naughty and pretentious as he can be.

Zhang Qiling always felt that this father and son were up to something bad.

"That classmate?" Wu Sansheng asked tentatively.

"How come you are so old! Still in school?"

"Xiao Jiu." Zhang Qiling called out lightly.

Wuxie felt it was somewhat familiar, but he couldn't remember where it was.

However, when Mo Jiu heard Zhang Qiling calling him, he knew that if he continued like that, his little brother would definitely punish him!

They could only reluctantly let Wuxie and the others off the boat, leaving only the female puppets, whose bodies had almost become transparent, trembling and huddled in the boat.

Zhang Qiling looked at the female puppets and shrank his pupils slightly. "Do you want to take them back?"

The cold and calm voice reached everyone's ears, but it carried a hint of danger.

Wuxie was protected by Wu Sanxing and looked at Zhang Qiling's beautiful profile carefully.

Was it his imagination? He felt weird.

"They stole my money and are selling themselves to pay off their debts." The middle-aged man (Mo Jiu) gritted his teeth and said angrily.

"She also called me ugly and said I had a problem with my eyesight. I want her to be ugly too."

The red-clothed female puppet who was pointed out really wanted to cry without tears, and she was not wrong! She looked old and ugly, and anyone with eyes would think, okay?

"Then how do you think they sell themselves?"

"Just sell them to the underworld! These can be considered their achievements, right? Hehe..." The middle-aged man (Mo Jiu) couldn't help but put on an obscene smile again.

After they washed away their sins in the underworld, he asked the King of Hell to reincarnate the puppet that called him ugly into an ugly monster.

Wu Sansheng and his companions were stunned by his words. Is there such a thing?

Then could Wujia pay to buy a few female puppets to help his disappointing nephew complete his graduation exam?

"Sell it to me, sell it to me." Hei Xiazi couldn't help but come out when he heard it, looking at the six female puppets with shining eyes. This is a great merit! They are all female puppets transformed by resentful souls over 3,000 years old. With his current cultivation, he can't take them down to make merit.

"You poor blind man, I won't sell it to you." The middle-aged man (Mo Jiu) glared with disdain at the black bear who came close to him.

"No! I'll help you send them to the underworld, and I'll charge you a fee for my hard work! It also saves you from having to make an extra trip, do you think that's ok?" Hei Xiazi shamelessly reached out and tugged at the corner of his clothes.

"No, I'll just call you Xiao Hei and Xiao Bai! Why should I fight with you over my agency fee?"

"I'm poor! My little ancestor, please have pity on me and earn me some hard work pay!"

Hei Xia Zi wiped the corners of his eyes under his black sunglasses and began to cry.

"Xia Xia can't even afford to eat the northwest wind! Please have pity on Xia Xia!"

Wu Sanxing: Where is the huge sum of money you just received from me? There is no sign of danger.

Wuxie and the other three naive college students were stunned by Heixiazi’s outrageous actions!

The curled up female puppets: Is it okay to tell them in front of them that I'm selling them?

Woohoo… I told you to return the ghost money I stole from you! Why are you still selling them…

This middle-aged man is so scary! He is a human trafficker, and he is a puppet seller.

Zhang Qiling looked at the two people squatting in front of him, clenched his fists, and walked forward with a cold face to pull the middle-aged man (Mo Jiu) over.

"You handle it, remember to give the merit to Xiaojiu."

No matter how angry you are, it belongs to Xiaojiu and no one else can take it.

As for Mo Jiu, Zhang Qiling will take care of him himself.

After saying that, Zhang Qiling took the little Qilin, who still had a confused look on his face, and walked away!

If I don't leave now, am I going to have to watch him sell these thousand-year-old puppets and then bargain with the Black and White Impermanence?

This little Qilin is definitely capable of doing this now.

The itchy little unicorn needs to be punished.

Wait until Hei Xia Zi sells a few female puppets to the underworld, exchanges them for merits, and then come back to find these two people.

With his nasty gaze, he immediately noticed that something was wrong with Mo Jiu.

He glanced at Mo Jiu's somewhat unnatural walking posture and his angry face without leaving a trace.

Is this a spanking?

Is this dumb Zhang willing to do it?