Chapter 32 Qingbao trades the Judge's Pen for a bag of treasures
Qingbao turned her head and frowned immediately. "Don't worry about whether I save him or not!"
Master Wufeng looked puzzled: ? ? ?
Qingbao continued,
"Whether I save him or not, I'm going to teach you a lesson for talking nonsense, you old Taoist priest!"
She quickly put away what she was holding and pounced on Master Wufeng to beat him up.
Poor Master Wufeng, after being beaten up by the evil spirits, was then beaten up by Qingbao.
Qingbao sat on his shoulders, her little hands clenched into fists, and she vigorously punched Master Wufeng's head.
"I told you not to talk nonsense, I told you not to do divination, damn it, you didn't even explain which star is the evil star when you did the divination."
"You caused me to be misunderstood for so long, and almost killed me!"
At this point, Qingbao's voice choked slightly, feeling extremely wronged, and she continued to curse, "And she made my mother suffer so much!"
"Now you see clearly, right? Tell me, who is the jinx?"
"Am I! Qingbao! A jinx?!"
"Speak! Answer me!"
The little guy was pushed to his limit and acted like an angry little beast.
The little girl sat on the Taoist priest's shoulder, pinning him to the ground and pounding him hard.
Master Wufeng cried out, "I know I was wrong! I know I was wrong! Don't hit my face!"
Somehow, he was suppressed by the little guy, and all his strength and magic power vanished instantly.
It felt like arriving in the underworld.
"Answer me!" the little beast roared.
Master Wufeng cried and sobbed, "You're not a jinx, waaaaah, you're so powerful, you can even summon the King of Hell, how could you possibly be a jinx, waaaaah."
"I went there to freeload and just wanted to show off, I never expected it to turn out like this."
"I cheated your grandmother out of a lot of money, I'll give it all to you in a bit, please let me go, please!"
Master Wufeng boasted that he was the most powerful Taoist priest in the entire capital.
If he dares to claim to be second in Taoist magic, then no one dares to claim to be first.
He really predicted the jinx accurately.
However, he didn't know which of the two children was the jinx.
He had originally thought that the old hag from the Su family would treat both children equally and guide them toward the path of good deeds.
But I never expected that Qingbao would be treated like this.
Waaaaah, karma has come back to bite me!
He got beaten up.
It was a baby I had seen three years ago.
Qingbao patted herself and walked away, her little body suddenly standing up, stretching out her chubby little hands.
"Give me."
Master Wufeng: ? ? ?
"No, give me what?"
Qingbao said, "Didn't you say you cheated Grandma Su out of her money? Give it back! Otherwise, I'll keep beating you!"
The little dumpling stood there with her hands on her belly, her round, chubby body giving her a cute yet fierce look.
Awoo.
Qingbao is not a dough ball that can be easily manipulated.
Master Wufeng pouted, looking aggrieved, and took out his Qiankun bag to look for silver.
The next moment.
The Qiankun bag vanished from his hand in a flash.
Qingbao picked it up with the judge's pen and opened it to take a look.
As for why she used a pen, it's because her arms were too short to reach it.
She reached inside and pulled out a bag of silver.
It's a huge bag, as big as her head.
"Mommy, I'm rich!" Qingbao said with a smile, holding up her money bag.
Master Wufeng stretched out his hand and shouted, "No, that's all my possessions!"
Qingbao quickly withdrew her hand, her little face serious, and said, "Do you want to eliminate the karma?"
This was the punishment he received for speaking recklessly back then.
He only got his money back today, so he got off easy.
No matter how you treat him, it can't make up for the grievances that Qingbao and her mother have suffered over the past two years!
Master Wufeng dared not snatch it anymore.
Because Qingbao was holding the pen, the red cinnabar on the wolf hair brush tip was almost poking his nose.
He stared wide-eyed, his pupils almost crossed, focusing on the point of vermilion.
etc.
This penny.
This looks so familiar!
"Qingbao, let's talk this out. Tell me first, how did you get this pen?" Daoist Wufeng swallowed hard, his eyes filled with nine parts fear and one part greed.
Those who know about this are never calm.
Because whoever possesses this pen will become a judge in the underworld when his soul returns there!
He is the judge who judges all causes and effects and stands at the highest position in the ghost realm.
His status was second only to Yama, the King of Hell, and even...
Master Wufeng didn't even dare to think about it.
Now, he could only tentatively ask Qingbao if this pen was indeed the Judge's Pen.
Qingbao tossed the pen into the air.
call out--
The pen instantly shrank and slipped into Qingbao's ear.
Qingbao remembers that the last time the dog tore up her Book of Life and Death, it also put away its stick in the same way.
"Why should I tell you?" Qingbao said crisply.
The Taoist priest was dumbfounded upon witnessing all of this.
He had only ever seen such supernatural powers in the stories of the Monkey King.
Master Wufeng said in a kind voice, "This pen is no ordinary object, Qingbao. You can't protect it. Give it to me, and I'll give you as much silver as you want."
“Even if you don’t give me a pen, you still get your money.” Qingbao said impatiently.
Master Wufeng said, "That's not all. I have other things that can be sold for a lot of money."
What is it?
"That Qiankun bag in your hand is a treasure. Inside it is another space that can hold the contents of a warehouse."
Master Wufeng enthusiastically displayed his treasures.
Qingbao put her thumb in her mouth and thought for a moment, "That's pretty good."
"Give me the pen, and I'll give you the Qiankun Bag, how about it?" Master Wufeng said cautiously.
Qingbao nodded, took the judge's pen out of her ear, enlarged it, and held it in her hand.
"Here you go, the Qiankun bag is mine."
"Hehe, okay, it's yours. I still have a lot of talismans and magic treasures here, I'll give them all to you, hehe."
Master Wufeng took the pen and smiled like a low-income person who had been poor all his life but suddenly became rich and didn't know how to spend his money.
Qingbao nodded, "Yes, you said it."
So, Qingbao happily skipped away with her Qiankun bag.
Master Wufeng was extremely excited and quickly called to his little apprentice, "Quickly, pack up and leave."
Don't let the King of Hell find out.
The three of them dashed out of the Si family residence with lightning speed.
After returning to the Taoist temple.
Unable to contain his excitement, Daoist Wufeng tremblingly took out the Judge's Pen and began to examine it.
"My God, this treasure is in my hands. When I go to the underworld, I will be a judge."
Even if he didn't die now, with this judge's pen in his hand, he could command all evil spirits and be invincible.
Master Wufeng felt his heart pounding, and his eyes gleamed with excitement.
He raised the judge's pen, just as he was about to unleash its power.
Suddenly.
Whoosh whoosh whoosh—
A red light flashed, and the pen tip instantly bristled.
The judge's pen flew up and used its handle to forcefully tap Master Wufeng's head.
Poor Daoist Wufeng, after being beaten up by evil spirits, was beaten up by Qingbao, and now he's going to be beaten up by a pen.
The key point is that he was completely powerless to fight back each time.
That's absolutely awful, waaaaah!
He clutched his aching head and opened his eyes.
Huh?
The perfectly fine, bristling judge's pen suddenly vanished right before his eyes.
What happened?
"Ah—my Qiankun bag, my money, my treasures!"
There's nothing left!
And the Si family.
In Qingbao's little room.
The judge's pen floated motionless in mid-air, its bristling wolf hair trembling wildly as if about to smoke.
Facing it was a guilty-looking Qingbao.
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