Shocking the Whole Internet! You Are Not a Psychologist at All!

"Boss Chen, all the red copper you gave me was used on this thing."

"I'm afraid the appointment you want next for the great Patriarch will be postponed."

Meng Dahai blew out a smoke ring happily.

What does it mean to become a singing serf? He is now.

Meng Dahai once occupied a magpie's nest, scattered flowers, and took on dirty jobs just to make a living.

Don’t live your little life too moistly now.

Since being absorbed by Chen Yu, I don't have to worry about food and drink expenses.

There is a basic monthly salary, five insurances and one housing fund, and commissions for completing each order.

Living standards skyrocketed.

There is also overtime pay for expedited work.

It took a day and a night to create the Gatling Bodhisattva, and the overtime pay alone was RMB 3,000.

If you don’t buy a box of Huazi to treat yourself, you won’t be doing justice to the craftsmanship passed down by the ancestors.

"Chen Yu, and you, you two are so brave!"

"You dare to kill the ghost servant of Chenghuang Pavilion. Do you know that this is a serious crime?"

Judge Qian was so angry that his beard and hair turned white.

In more than a thousand years of living, I have never seen such an arrogant person.

Scolding the judge is a bad way to kill ghosts.

Do these two people know how to write the word "death"?

"Boss Chen, isn't this old guy too arrogant?"

"He's just a low-level yin god who makes himself look like one of the Four Great Judges."

Chen Yu had a bad attitude, and Meng Dahai was even more unforgiving.

"There's nothing unusual about a villain's face."

If the person standing in front of him was Lu Pan, Cui Pan and his ilk, Chen Yu would definitely not stand up to them.

The little judge of Chenghuang Pavilion really uses bean bags as dry food.

Engaging in malpractice for personal gain and collecting offerings.

Even if Chen Yu killed him on the spot, it would still be regarded as eliminating harm for the people.

Meng Dahai nodded and flicked the clean cigarette butt towards Judge Qian.

"What are you looking at! Don't look at you anymore."

"The Gatling Bodhisattva I made with seventeen pounds of red copper, combined with the three pounds of soybeans infused with spiritual energy in Boss Chen's hand, can directly level your City God's Pavilion."

"Be honest, did you hear me?"

Meng Dahai glared at Judge Qian who was furious.

Chen Yu's aura is free of charge.

Take a handful at a time.

Don't know where it came from.

Not to mention a little money judge.

Even if the city god came in person, he might not be able to carry three pounds of soybeans with added spiritual energy.

Judge Qian's face was filled with anger, and he was panicking in his heart.

In the Age of Dharma Ending, life is difficult for both humans and ghosts.

Monks in the world seek spiritual energy but cannot get it.

People like him, who are sesame and mung bean, live a miserable life.

Starting a few decades ago, the people coming and going are no longer pilgrims, but tourists.

What they seek is not just family and home security, but marriage, promotion and wealth.

It seems that the Judge of the City God's Pavilion is arrogant and arrogant, and belongs to one person's existence.

The reality is very false.

The ten words in the cabinet almost broke his foundation.

It is prohibited to burn incense and worship in tourist attractions.

"Tell me honestly how many bribes you have received over the years and how many evil spirits you have allowed to harm people!"

Meng Dahai shouted loudly, bringing Judge Qian, who was secretly sighing, back to reality.

"You are so bold and cunning. I didn't ask you to accuse me. Instead, you framed me."

Judge Qian said solemnly: "I have served as the City God of Hangzhou for more than nine hundred years. I have always been upright and law-abiding."

"Don't stop talking nonsense."

"For what happened today, I will definitely report it to the City God and punish you two for disturbing the underworld."

After saying that, Judge Qian's body was filled with Yin Qi, and he was ready to run away immediately.

"Lao Meng, do you think it's him who runs faster, or our magical weapon that shoots faster?"

The six-tube magic weapon in Chen Yu's hand rotated slowly, making a strange noise.

"Who knows, why not give it a try?"

Meng Dahai said casually.

"Don't go too far!"

Judge Qian's face turned blue and white, and the yin energy around him suddenly disappeared.

joke.

What if Chen Yumang goes to the end and attacks himself directly?

Any good man knows better than to suffer immediate losses, let alone a ghost.

"I said you, old guy, have been in the human world for hundreds of years. You can't even see clearly what's happening in front of you, right?"

"If you confess, you will be given leniency, but you will sit in jail... Bah, bah, bah."

In the past, it was the judges who judged ghosts, but now the three halls are interrogating the judges of the City God's Pavilion. Meng Dahai is also the first girl to get on the sedan chair, and she feels it is particularly fresh.

He took the initiative to serve as Chen Yu's mouthpiece and scolded Judge Qian for confessing.

Otherwise, take him and the witnesses and go to the Chenghuang Pavilion to play together.

Judge Qian's heart sank when he heard the word witness.

Yunxiao Taoist and Huang Shunv are two bastards.

If they hadn't done things secretly, how could he have ended up in such an aggrieved situation.

The next moment, Judge Qian's eyes flashed with murderous intent.

As long as two demons and one ghost are killed, there will be no evidence of death.

Judge Qian summoned the Judge's Pen in his right hand and decided to kill the old ghost first, and then the Huang family's father and daughter.

Even if the Yin body is damaged, the two demons and one ghost must be beaten to death physically and mentally.

Murderous intentions emerge, and evil winds arise.

The judge's pen in Judge Qian's hand instantly became three feet long and stabbed straight at the old ghost in mid-air.

"Bang!"

The old ghost turned into a wisp of smoke and disappeared before everyone's eyes.

With one successful blow, Judge Qian felt quite proud and aimed at Taoist Yunxiao who was closest to him.

"Master Chen, save me!!!"

With his whole body entangled by the soul seduction rope, Taoist Yunxiao didn't even have a chance to escape.

"Da da da……"

The Gatling Bodhisattva breathed three thousand six hundred times, and the sky was filled with soybeans.

Countless soybeans blessed with spiritual energy hit Judge Qian like cold water dripping into a hot oil pan.

The crackling sound is endless.

Judge Qian's brand new official robe suddenly became riddled with holes.

"Stop fighting, stop it!!!"

Judge Qian's face was twisted and he grimaced in pain.

Every time he was hit, it hurt like being cut into pieces by a thousand knives.

With his current cultivation level, he can still support him.

If he gets hit a few more times, he might just disappear like the eight ghosts.

"You know how to beg for mercy now, what have you done before?"

Chen Yu scolded him unceremoniously.

"Stop it, stop it quickly!!!"

Judge Qian let out a heart-rending scream.

He never forgot to threaten Chen Yu before he died.

He is the judge of Chenghuang Pavilion and a canonized Yin God.

Once he dies, Chen Yu will definitely be buried with him.

"Boss Chen, you don't really intend to kill him, do you?"

Seeing Judge Qian dying and looking like he was going to die, Meng Dahai tried to persuade him.

Even if Judge Qian deserves death, Chen Yu shouldn't do anything to him.

The state has national laws, and the government has government regulations.

Judge Qian is under the jurisdiction of the underworld and is also a direct subordinate of the City God.

If you really kill him, some things will be difficult to deal with.

"Those bastards from the Hell Division are notorious for bullying the weak and fearing the strong. What if they give your ancestors and relatives a set of swords, mountains of fire, and frying pans with tongues pulled out, do you think?"

Meng Dahai suggested that it would be enough to make him half dead.

After a while, Judge Qian and the Huang family's father and daughter were sent to the Chenghuang Pavilion, where the Chenghuang paid his respects.

"It's easier for him."

Chen Yu pursed his lips at the door.

He still knows that too much is not enough.

He has a secret strategy in cultivation, which is equivalent to a cheating existence.

Three relatives, six relatives, seven aunts and eight aunts who have passed away have not cultivated bones and muscles.

Chen Yu had no interest in waiting for them to come over every midnight to complain in their dreams. (End of chapter)