Zombie World: Sign in to Become Stronger

Mao Shanming closed the umbrella, patted the side of the umbrella, and hummed:

"Dabao, it's so cool for you to pinch my neck today, how dare you play tricks on me! When this matter is over, I'll deal with you when I go back!"

Immediately there was a wailing sound from inside the umbrella:

"Uncle Ming, don't, it's not what you think."

Outside, Little Treasure rushed towards Tan Wanwan with a look of baring his teeth and claws. Tan Wanwan was so frightened that he fell to the ground and shouted loudly:

"Help! Daoist, help!"

Hearing this voice, a smile appeared on the corner of Mao Shanming's mouth. It was Xiaobao's strength. He stared at Dabao in the oil-paper umbrella, and hummed:

"Shut up for me, look at you, Xiaobao's brain is so bright, you have grown so big for nothing!"

"Uncle Ming, you can't blame me for this matter, it's clear that you told us to..."

"Shut up, I have to go outside to 'rescue' people!"

Mao Shanming stopped talking nonsense with Dabao, held the umbrella in his hand, and shouted loudly:

"Mr. Tan, stick the bank note you took out earlier between the ghost's eyebrows. There is cinnabar on the bank note, which can restrain the ghost. As long as you stick it on, the ghost will be immobilized."

"Ah, is it true or not?"

Yuanwai Tan found it inconceivable, shouldn't posting ghosts be a charm, and money can be used.

"Don't worry, it will definitely work. Money can turn ghosts around!"

Mao Shanming poked his head over quietly, his eyes were very bright, and he watched Tan Wanwan reluctantly took out a bank note, and stuck it to Xiaobao's brow with a painful face.

Sure enough, the child ghost, who was fierce just a second ago, froze in an instant.

"How many taels did you post?"

Mao Shanming squinted his eyes, but because of the distance, he couldn't read the numbers on the bank note clearly, so he asked.

"Fifty taels."

Tan Wanwan replied in pain.

The stingy guy, with such a big handful of banknotes, he can even take out a mere fifty taels. Mao Shanming gritted his teeth and didn't go out to help, and shouted loudly again:

"Fifty taels may not be enough, you see he is still moving."

Xiaobao cooperated very cleverly. He didn't move at first, but now he moved again, and stretched out a hand to tear off the silver note stuck between his eyebrows, but he didn't throw it on the ground, but died. He held it tightly in his hands.

Then, Xiaobao grinned and continued to rush towards Tan Wanwan. That posture is that if you don't show some face-saving tickets, I won't bite you to death!

"How much is appropriate!"

Tan Wanwan was frightened, but he was reluctant to part with the money, so he kept backing away and asked.

Xu Ce, who was watching the excitement, was speechless. This is the rhythm of Nima who loves money and desperately wants to die.

If it was a real money-seeking ghost instead of Mao Shanming's Xiaobao, Tan Wanwan would have burped a long time ago.

Mao Shanming was also speechless. What should he say? He must hope to have a lot to give. It is best to take out all the land deeds of the Tan family to applaud him. He said helplessly:

"Mr. Tan, you can do it yourself. If you have more money, you have good intentions. If you have less money, you have few intentions. The amount of money depends on your heart. Whether it is a blessing or a curse also lies in your heart."

Mao Shanming thought about it, and finally added,

"It's best to post five hundred taels, it should be almost enough."

At this time, Xiaobao was already within a short distance of Tan Wanwan, and he was still screaming, and he was about to jump on him.

Tan Wanwan finally made up his mind, gritted his teeth and pulled out the five hundred tael bank note, then pressed it hard on Xiaobao's face.

Xiaobao was also very obedient and obedient, and immediately stopped moving, giving him enough face, and stood on the spot cutely.

At this time, Mao Shanming walked out contentedly. In front of a group of terrified Tan family members, the master walked up to a child of the Tan family who was only four or five years old, picked up the child, and faced the little ghost Xiaobao , said softly:

"Hold it, kid. I'll go over there. When I count three two one, you open the umbrella, understand?"

While Mao Shanming was speaking, he also handed another small umbrella to the child of the Tan family, and pointed to Xiaobao who was "fixed" and did not move.

Xu Ce squeezed his chin, this Mao Shanming is really good, he knows how to interact with the audience, he is a talent!

"oh."

The child of the Tan family nodded in confusion, and was also terribly frightened.

Mao Shanming arranged all of this, then walked in front of Xiaobao, straightened Xiaobao's body, and quickly tore off the five hundred taels of silver note stuck on Xiaobao's eyebrows. Of course, he would not forget Xiaobao's The fifty-two silver note that Bao held in his hand was all money!

"Ready, three, two, one!"

When the last word was uttered, Mao Shanming grabbed Xiaobao's body suddenly, and threw it towards the umbrella opened by the child of the Tan family.

Everyone in the Tan family felt a gust of wind blowing again, and Xiaobao flew directly into the umbrella, and the little umbrella closed automatically with a clatter.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Mao Shan put the five hundred and fifty taels of silver bill into his pocket without any trace, then stretched his body and said loudly:

"Okay, okay, the umbrella is put away, you're done!

In the future, I guarantee that you will never be moved out of bed by ghosts again! "

Seeing this, the members of the Tan family breathed a sigh of relief. After all, they all witnessed the previous scenes with their own eyes. The Taoist priest in front of him is really capable, but he still asked with lingering fear:

"Daoist, is it really all right?"

"Don't worry, the head of the Dao will come out, and I guarantee that you will be fine in the future."

Mao Shanming patted his chest and assured, but he was muttering in his heart, hehe, he didn't know if there was anything going on in the future, anyway, he took the money, and he was about to leave soon, it had nothing to do with him.

This house is gloomy, and he doesn't know if there is a ghost, anyway, he hasn't seen it yet, but something is wrong with this house.

Thinking of this, Mao Shanming couldn't help looking at Xu Ce, this kid is really out of his mind, he dares to stay anywhere, ignorant people are fearless.

Xu Ce met Mao Shanming's eyes, and there was a faint smile in his eyes, with some meaningful taste, he just smiled without saying a word.

Hehe, this guy is thinking about running away now, maybe he thinks too much.

"...23 minutes and 25 seconds, 23 minutes and 24 seconds, 23 minutes and 22 seconds..."

There is less than half of the sign-in time left, so don't worry.

Mao Shanming didn't know why, he felt that Xu Ce, a poor boy staying overnight, had bad eyesight, could it be that he saw something through him?

Immediately, Mao Shanming shook his head again, no, no, he thought he did it perfectly, who would have thought that Dabao and Xiaobao were not the ghosts of Tan Zhai, but his little ghosts?

If Xu Ce really had that ability, he wouldn't have humbly asked Tan Wanwan to take him in before.