“That’s enough!”
Long Wangcai gave Xiao Liu a dissatisfied look. This guy only needed to talk about what happened just now. There was no need to say how miserable he was just now!
No wonder this guy has never been promoted under Manager Sun, it’s because he doesn’t know how to read people’s faces.
Xiao Liu was stunned by Long Wangcai's shouting. He obviously didn't understand what was wrong with him. But since the shopkeeper didn't like him to talk, he wouldn't say anything for now...
Seeing that Xiao Liu had shut up, Long Wangcai said to Hero Lu in a weak voice, "Hero Lu, did you see what just happened?"
Hero Lu nodded silently. He just turned his head and saw the scene of Long Wangcai having his scalp shaved off. It completely refreshed his cognition of more than 30 years.
So what on earth was that thing that suddenly appeared?
Unfortunately, before he could look for it again, the long sword disappeared again after injuring Long Wangcai.
Long Wangcai continued to ask in a hopeful tone: "Then can you solve it?"
Hero Lu smiled stiffly and replied dryly, "Manager Long, this matter of gods and ghosts cannot be solved by a warrior like Lu. What you need to find is a monk or a Taoist priest."
Long Wangcai sighed in disappointment, and before he could say anything else, he heard the crowd screaming again.
Xu Jinhuan's long sword appeared around Long Wangcai again. This time, the target of the long sword was no longer the head, but Long Wangcai's legs.
After two "click" sounds, Long Wangcai's thigh was completely separated from his calf.
This was the position that Xu Jinhuan chose after careful consideration. It would not easily cause death, but would also allow him to experience extreme pain.
"Ah!" Long Wangcai shouted in pain.
Hero Lu drew out his sword and looked around vigilantly, but the mysterious long sword had disappeared again.
Xiao Liu was stunned when he saw Long Wangcai's bleeding leg and the two remaining limbs. He didn't come back to his senses for a long time.
The court physician had just finished treating the wound on Long Wangcai's head, but this time he got another serious injury. He could only help treat the wound fearfully and helplessly, fearing that the long knife would be aimed at him next.
The laborers, who were originally a little afraid, found that after being injured several times by the long sword, the long sword did not hurt them, but only attacked the people in the Dragon Palace.
Therefore, they were no longer afraid, but instead felt a glimmer of hope in their hearts, hoping that there really was someone, or a ghost, who could punish the black-hearted businessman Long Wangcai.
Xu Jinhuan on the side took advantage of this time to take out a huge banana fan from the space, used the invisibility ability, and fanned Long Wangcai hard, making him shiver.
"It's a cold wind. It's definitely a cold wind." Long Wangcai said tremblingly. He hugged himself tightly and greeted Hero Lu.
"What are you still standing there for? Quick, take me out of here!"
Hero Lu then realized his negligence. Originally, he should have taken his employer away from the place immediately after his employer was in danger, but the strange long sword made him lose his composure...
"Okay, I'll just..."
Before Hero Lu could finish his words, Xu Jinhuan's long sword slashed across his throat, leaving him unable to speak.
The resentment and bloodiness on this man are heavier than those of Xu Jinhuan, the man of the end times. It is obvious that he is not an easy person to deal with. In order to avoid any unexpected events, Xu Jinhuan chooses to deal with him directly.
"Hero Lu?"
Xiao Liu looked at Hero Lu lying in a pool of blood in disbelief. A hero who earned twenty taels a month, just died like that?
Long Wangcai, who was standing aside, couldn't help but shiver as he looked at the corpse of Lu Daxia, whose eyes were open after death. Wasn't this ghost warning him not to leave?
At this time, Xu Jinhuan took out an unimportant book from the space, used his invisibility ability, picked up a fire starter and lit it. Soon, a large cloud of thick smoke appeared around him.
"Ahem."
"What on earth is this ghost master going to do?"
The onlookers looked at the rising smoke in confusion. Could it be that this ghost master wanted to suffocate them all to death?
But at this moment, a voice that was difficult to tell whether it was male or female, but very solemn and divine, was heard coming from the air.
"I am the local land god, also known as the God of Joy and Kindness. Recently I heard that many believers here were worried, so I woke up to check, and discovered your dirty deeds.
I am very angry, so I teach you this lesson."
After hearing these words, Long Wangcai's face was covered in cold sweat. Even if he racked his brains, he could not have imagined that it was the gods who attacked him.
If his legs had not been chopped off, he would have fallen to his knees by now.
Therefore, although he had his own little thoughts, he still begged for mercy loudly: "Please calm down, God of Land. It was my fault. I will close this place and never do bad things again!"
Xu Jinhuan sneered, "Long Wangcai, do you think I've been sleeping for so many years that I'm easy to fool? Tell me how many bad things you've done over the years."
After saying that, Xu Jinhuan threw the long knife in his hand directly. The long knife seemed to have eyes and stabbed straight between Long Wangcai's legs.
"ah!"
Long Wangcai cried out in pain again.
The court doctor beside him sighed helplessly, "What kind of tricks are you playing with the gods? Look, you're going to get another cut. This time you'll be like your godfather. It'll be easier for you to be a eunuch in the palace."
It took Long Wangcai a long time to recover from the pain. This time he didn't dare to have any evil thoughts at all.
After all, his body probably couldn't withstand another blow...
"Lord God of Land, I am forced to do this by my godfather. He asked me to give him silver every month as a tribute. I am just a grain shop owner, how can I have so much silver?
He gave me this idea and recommended me where to buy cheap moldy grains. The gods of the land will tell you that I didn’t lie.”
Upon hearing this, Xu Jinhuan rolled his eyes at Long Wangcai. This man really understood the art of speaking and was very skilled in avoiding the important points.
He doesn't really think that the matter will be over after he confesses to the gods, right?
Xu Jinhuan continued in a voice that was indistinguishable between male and female: "Since that's the case, you should write a confession."
"Huh?"
Long Wangcai made a duck sound out of surprise.
"Land God, this, this..." Long Wangcai stuttered and tried to argue for it, but Xu Jinhuan interrupted him before he could finish.
"If you don't write a confession, I don't mind sending down divine fire here to burn everything you have.
Furthermore, after you die, I will send your soul to the nineteenth level of hell. People in the world only know about the eighteenth level of hell, but they don’t know that the nineteenth level is the most terrifying.”
Long Wangcai felt scared just by hearing these words. Aren't gods said to be compassionate? How could this land god be so cruel that he didn't even let go of his soul after death?
But he only dared to grumble in his heart, but shouted respectfully: "Write it, I will write it right away!"
Then, he looked around hesitantly, "Lord God of Land, there is no writing brush, ink, paper or inkstone here, how can I write?"
Xu Jinhuan snorted coldly, "Isn't the blood on the ground the best ink? As for paper, take off your undershirt, it will be just right to use as paper with the blood ink."
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