I, Ninth Uncle, Junior Brother: God-Class Papermaker

Chapter 35

Shopkeeper Wang was silent for a moment, and his gaze turned to his wife who was being taken away by the security team.

Turning his head, his eyes turned towards Han Li with a hint of pleading.

Han Li looked at him like this, suddenly speechless.

Damn, this is the Republic of China! There are licking dogs of this level, which really makes Han Li a headache.

He reluctantly said to the shopkeeper Wang in front of him: “Such a woman, do you still have to intercede for her???? Especially she gave you a green hat in front of your mourning hall! She also colluded with your Little Brother to murder you. Are you still defending her like this???”

Hearing Han Li’s words, shopkeeper Wang remained unmoved, with a hint of pleading in his eyes, looking at Han Li in front of him.

The people in Renjia Town who were onlookers also saw the pleading in the eyes of Shopkeeper Wang, and everyone looked different.

Everyone looked at each other.

But Han Li rolled his eyes at the spineless man in front of him.

“Okay! You will go and help that bitch plead with me! You are not suitable for being in this world anymore!”

Han Li spoke to the shopkeeper Wang in front of him in an annoyed manner.

As he said, Han Li pinched a hand gesture in his hand, muttering something in his mouth.

“The natural filth of the heavens and the earth scattered the mysterious emptiness in the cave and dazzled Taiyuan. The all-powerful gods made me a natural spiritual treasure rune to tell Nine Heavens, and go to the cave. Recite the text once, but the illness prolongs the year, and follow the five mountains and eight seas, the demon king guards Wuxuan with his head, and the filth dissipates and the Dao Qi lasts forever!”

As Han Li chanted the mantra, he pinched a tactic in his hand and placed it on the head of the shopkeeper Wang in front of him.

A little brilliance fell into the center of Wang’s shopkeeper’s eyebrows.

Han Li took out the ghost ghost order from own and pointed it into a sword. Magic power gathered Hun and Po, the treasurer of the king, slowly out of his body.

The speed is very slow, I feel that shopkeeper Wang is still resisting in his heart.

Han Li yelled at the king’s shopkeeper in front of him: “If you still resist, I will not only kill that woman! I will also destroy her in all its form!”

As Han Li roared out these words, the shopkeeper Wang in front of him suddenly gave up all the resistance.

“Whoo!”

He was directly led by Han Li to the ghost envoy of the ghost.

A hand tactic was pinched in his hand, and it was clicked on the ghost ghost order, and the light disappeared in an instant.

At this time, Han Li breathed a sigh of relief, and put away the ghost ghost order.

“Ding! Successfully subdued the corpse man resentment! Get +200 merit points!”

Hearing the system prompt by his ear, Han Li showed a smile on his face. Sure enough, doing this kind of thing is rewarded with merit. Although it is not much, it does not take much effort after all. It is a good income. .

Uncle Jiu on the side saw the token in Han Li’s hand, he was slightly taken aback, walked to Han Li’s side, and took a deep look at Han Li.

“The token that Junior Brother just now seems to have something to do with Yin Division!”

Uncle Jiu did not recognize the token, but the pattern on Han Li’s token made Jiushu see some clues. He also had a large seal in his hand. It was from the Underworld and was the token of the Underworld Banknote Printing Ambassador, with the pattern on it. It is somewhat similar to the pattern of Han Li’s token.

However, the patterns on the above are very few, not as cumbersome as the patterns on Han Li’s token.

Looking at Jiu Shu’s curious gaze, Han Li smiled and said to Jiu Shu: “I got it by accident, The Netherworld ghost token!”

“The Netherworld ghost????”

Hearing Han Li’s words, Jiu Shu’s complexion suddenly changed, and the look in Han Li’s eyes changed drastically.

Not everyone can get this thing! Really awesome!

How long has it been since I was a little junior? Not only is the magic spell powerful, but he also obtained the status of the ghost envoy of The Netherworld!

At this moment, Ah Wei, who was next to him, walked to Han Li’s side, with a hint of hesitation on his face and asked Han Li who was aside: “What about this woman? Do you want to dip the pig cage?”

“Dip the pig cage!”

Han Li glanced at Ah Wei in front of him, and said angrily: “I want to teach this kind of thing?”

“Yes Yes Yes!”

Awei quickly winked at the security guards beside him.

Everyone hurriedly carried the woman down.

“Brother, I still have something to do, let’s go now!”

“Well, go ahead!”

Uncle Jiu replied to Han Li.

After Han Li and Uncle Jiu talked, he cleared the crowd and returned to the own funeral shop.

Just returning to the store, Han Li took out the Netherworld Ghost Envoy from own, and a sneer flashed in his eyes.

Han Li really didn’t like a man like Shopkeeper Wang.

The licking dog in the licking dog, I said before about letting go of his wife, but Han Li was lying to him. As for whether this guy’s grievances will become stronger and more difficult to deal with afterwards, Han Li didn’t even think about it. pass.

Anyway, Han Li is not going to supersede this guy.

Wouldn’t it be enough to just stuff him into the ancient The Netherworld? ?

Thinking of this, Han Li pinched a hand gesture in his hand, and a dark whirlpool suddenly appeared in the center of the funeral shop. Han Li held the ghost ghost order in his hand, and magic power was poured into it.

The treasurer Wang’s figure turned into a ray of light, submerged in the ancient The Netherworld.

Han Li shook his hand, and the swirling vortex in front of him disappeared instantly.

After dealing with these things, Han Li was slightly relieved.

He stomped and walked slowly behind the counter next to him, sitting behind the counter, tapping his fingers on the counter lightly, holding a book of Maoshan Secret Art in his hand, and slowly flipping through it.

The story of the shopkeeper Wang’s family and the story of Han Li’s subjugation of ghosts soon spread in Renjiazhen. The story of Han Li’s subjugation of the treasurer’s soul in Renjiazhen became more and more outrageous in Renjiazhen, and various versions appeared in endlessly.

Almost all the people in Renjia Town know that Han Li, a Taoist leader of Maoshan who is not inferior to the Jiu Shu, with Magic Power, and he is too young.

What’s even more powerful is that this Taoist leader is extremely capable of calculation, as if he knows everything.

This kind of rumors were not only known to the people of Renjia Town, but even spread to other towns near Renjia Town.

Han Li didn’t know anything about this. Even if he knew, Han Li didn’t react. Anyway, what to do or what to do.

Night fell slowly.

Yizhuang, morgue.

The body of the old man in a huge coffin in the middle of the morgue suddenly opened his eyes.

Dark eyes, staring at the coffin board in front of him.

He slowly stretched his hand with frequent fingernails to the gap in the coffin, and the gap gradually widened, watching the coffin lid was about to be lifted.

“Zizzi!”

The ink pipe lines on the surface of the coffin finally exerted their effects. A burst of light flashed, and instantly injured the corpse of the old man Ren who had just formed. The old man was suppressed and lay in the coffin again…