After analyzing before, Yun Song thought this fat guy was a ghost.

I didn't expect it to be a living person!

When the enemy met, the white knife went into the yellow knife!

Yun Song knew that his crisis tonight was all due to Wang Youde.

He wanted to go out to settle the score, but Wang Youde's three fires burned vigorously, just like real flames, and it felt a little uncomfortable to roast him as he approached.

So his mind moved and he broke away from the head of the wheel and changed his identity to become a man again.

Then his vision changed.

The blazing flames disappeared.

A fat black shadow appeared under a willow tree.

It was midsummer, and the trees in the forest were lush and bright moonlight sprinkled from the gaps in the branches and leaves, like a piece of silver-white gauze being crushed and scattered on the ground.

Yun Song raised his foot and stepped on the ground gently, slowly approaching Wang Youde's position.

Four eyes look at the top of a mountain among the Yunqi Mountains, surrounded by shrubs and forests. On weekdays, no one can clean up dead grass and leaves, so the ground in the forest is wet and soft, and the footsteps are silent.

The wind is strong at the top of the mountain, and most of the trees are not too tall.

Wang Youde leaned against a low willow tree and dozed off.

Yun Song didn't say anything. He stood opposite Wang Youde and looked at him quietly.

The wind is blowing on the mountain.

Clouds are floating in the sky.

Sometimes clouds block the moon, and sometimes they are unblocked.

So Yun Song's face was sometimes white and cold, sometimes deep and melancholy.

Wang Youde nodded like a sleepy bug, and he opened his eyes in a daze and looked.

Then I woke up suddenly!

His fat face was twisted into a ball, and his lips were opened like two fat sausages, which could even be twisted!

"Hoho, uh hohoho!"

He suffered excessive fear and could not make a sound for a moment. He moved to the side and wanted to retreat, but his back could not bear to bear it and fell to the ground.

It just so happened that the clouds passed by the sky, and the moonlight shone through the gaps in the branches and shone on Yunsong's face to let Wang Youde see his appearance clearly. Then Wang Youde covered his heart and shouted:

"Shit, Xiaozhen, Zhen, Xiaozhen? Why are you here?"

Yun Song sneered: "You should ask you this, right? Haven't you gone down the mountain and returned home? Why are you staying here?"

"I want to go down the mountain, but it's already evening now, so I can't go down." Wang Youde said as he wanted to get up, Yun Song reached out and pulled out the whisk from his arms and handed it to him.

Seeing this, he was overjoyed and reached out to hold the whisk to take advantage of the situation and be pulled up.

As a result, the whisk cleverly avoided his hand and stabbed him back to the ground:

"Why are you anxious? Lu Xun said, why should you stay for a long time before your lifetime? There is only time to stand after your death."

Wang Youde shivered when he heard this and said, "Little Zhenren, what are you saying? You don't talk about ghosts at night, and you don't talk about monsters in the wild. I'm timid. Don't scare me in the middle of the night."

"Besides, don't you lie down after death? How can you have time to stand?"

Yun Song said, "I buried your body upright in the ground, can you stand all the time?"

Wang Youde sneered: "Don't open the little real person..."

"Stop talking nonsense!" Yun Song interrupted him with a stern face, "Say, tell me what you are doing to harm our Taoist temple!"

When Wang Youde heard this, he looked confused and said, "Why did Xiao Zhenren say this? What harms Taoist temple? How could he do something that harms the Four Eyes Temple?"

Yun Song shook the whisk impatiently and gestured: "Fusheng is supreme, your mother, Xiaodao is patient and I don't want to play a puzzle with you."

"Listen, hurry up and confess everything you did to the Taoist temple today. Otherwise, there will be ghosts in the Taoist temple now, and they are all evil spirits and evil spirits. So if the Taoist sends you in, you will know what your fate will be?"

Wang Youde looked even more confused: "The Taoist temple is the temple of the Three Pure Ones, how could it be full of ghosts?"

Yun Song suddenly became angry when he saw his innocent appearance and fisted to beat him: "Casserole - Have you ever seen such a big fist in the mini casserole?"

He was finally scared and shouted, "Little Zhenren, please spare me. I said, I will say whatever you ask, and I will say everything. Yes, Keke really didn't think about harming the Taoist temple, let alone harming you!"

Yun Song shook his hand and wanted to slap him, shouting, "I think you don't cry until you see the coffin! You still ask me? Don't you explain it yourself? Or are you not honest? Do you want to enter the Taoist temple to taste the taste of a hundred ghosts and corpses?"

Wang Youde waved his hand in fear and said, "I dare not, I will explain it. Let me explain it, and I will calm down my anger."

He thought about it, and his fat face suddenly wrinkled together: "But what do you want to explain? You asked!"

"I've explained everything you think you should explain!" Yun Song roared.

Wang Youde nodded suddenly and said quickly: "Wang Youde, whose name is Buqi, is the mayor of the old town at the foot of Yunqi Mountain. He is fifty-one years old, has a wife, one concubine, but no children..."

"Don't tell me about these useless things, just go straight to the topic and tell me how you harmed my Taoist temple!" Yun Song interrupted him, "I'll give you a reminder, Qian Yan'er!"

This is also a reminder from the ghost.

They are attracted by something called Qianyaner.

Hearing "Qian Yan'er", Wang Youde's fat body couldn't help but tremble for a few moments.

He said in panic: "Qian Yan'er? How could Xiao Zhenren know about Qian Yan'er? Why did you suddenly ask about this?"

Yun Song felt something in his words, so he looked at him vigilantly and said, "Now there is no place for you to ask questions. You should answer Xiaodao's words first, what's wrong with Qian Yan'er?"

Wang Youde said: "Qian Yan'er is a demon!"

"It is unclear what its true body looks like. It only knows that it can feel human greed and can change with human greed."

"If you like oceans, it will become a ocean; if you like copper coins, it will become a pile of copper coins..."

"If it finds that what I like is silver notes..." Yun Song answered.

Wang Youde said heavily: "Then it will change into a silver note. In short, it can change into anything related to money, as long as it can tempt you to accept it."

Yunsong understood.

His greed saved his life.

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content later! He saw that the gold bar was indifferent, and after picking it up, he returned to his original place, but instead put away a silver note.

After seeing this, Qian Yan'er thought he liked silver notes but not gold, so he turned into a silver notes.

He was thinking, and Wang Youde was still telling:

"The matter about Qian Yaner started from Sanluzi's family."

"About a month ago, Sanluzi suddenly became generous. He paid for his family to eat and drink, then pulled cloth to make new clothes for his family, and said he wanted to buy a large house in the town."

"These three oars are just boat rowing. It's hard to support a family on weekdays. Why did you suddenly get rich?"

"Someone in the town asked him, and he said he had dug up and found the silver dollar warehouse in his ancestral cellar."

"But this is a fool to others, but he can't fool his own people. His ancestors have been rowing boats for generations, so where can they save silver dollars? Besides, when there was an emperor in the past, everyone used copper coins, so where did the silver dollars come from?"

"However, these three oars belong to tree stumps. They can't even make a fuss if they go down with an axe. He refused to tell the way the money came from, and the people in the town couldn't ask."

"As a result, Sanluzi spent more than ten days and just bought a house, but his whole family died suddenly!"

"The next one is Brother Big Thumb."

Speaking of this in one breath, Wang Youde suddenly changed his voice: "Little Zhenren, do you know why this 'Big Thumb Brother' is such a name?"

Yun Song said impatiently: "If you have something to say, if you have farts, do you think you are talking about it?"

Wang Youde smiled embarrassedly and quickly continued: "This Big Thumb Brother is a famous person in our old town. He is a complete prodigal son and a bad gambling man. He originally had little assets in his family, but he was gambled out."

"This man also likes to swear and swear. Every time he loses badly, he will make a vow and say, 'I will never gamble again. Next time I gamble again, I will cut off one of my fingers'."

"As a result, this year, he only has Brother Big Thumb left in both hands. He has to extend his thumbs up everything he does, so he got such a nickname."

Yun Song snorted and laughed.

Betting on dogs is not worthy of sympathy.

"The big house Sanluzi bought is the ancestral home of Brother Da Thumb's family. Brother Da Thumb sold his ancestral home and got the money and ran to the gambling file. This time he lived in the gambling file for more money, and threw a lot of money on the gambling table."

"After a few days, Brother Big Thumb died suddenly!"

***The author has something to say***

Today is a special day.

Don’t forget the national humiliation!

But I still hope for world peace.
Chapter completed!