Looking at Wen Cai, who was still so arrogant, Lin Fan didn't want to comment on him anymore.
Right now, he was very sympathetic towards Qiusheng!
This was really not afraid of god-like opponents, but afraid of pig-like teammates!
"Perfect! It's too hot!"
Ninth Uncle looked at the flower card that Wen Cai had taken out and his eyes were straight. He glanced at the flower card that he had made from the corner of his eye. It was simply incomparable to this.
"Hehe, Master, our flower card is still the best!”Wen Cai did not seem to notice the change in Ninth Uncle's mind at all. He even pretended to show off to Qiu Sheng beside him."How is it? Even the master said that our flower cards are good. Sister Fang will be so excited tonight!”
Qiu Sheng could not be bothered with Wen Cai anymore. He looked sideways at one side, his face pale with anger.
Hearing Wen Cai's words, Ninth Uncle's eyes instantly came alive. Then, he said with a serious expression,"Tomorrow is the 14th of July. Tonight, you have to complete the task assigned by the underworld. Print and cut down all the money. Otherwise, don't go to Lan Gui Fong's performance!”
"Ah?"
Qiu Sheng and Wen Cai did not expect Ninth Uncle to suddenly say such a thing. They were stunned.
Lin Fan frowned. Why was the plot different from the movie?
Shouldn't they be folding the ingots? Why was there Underworld Coins printed on it?
"Aiya!" Ninth Uncle suddenly shouted. Then, he pretended to be very innocent and picked up the seal in his hand. When he saw that the signature of the good card was his seal, he laughed excitedly."I'm really sorry, I slipped up the wrong way! Anyway, it was for Sister Fang! It didn't matter anymore! I don't care! Hahaha!"
Now that the matter was settled, Ninth Uncle did not want to delay any longer. He took the big flower card and instantly ran out of the mortuary. In a flash, he disappeared without a trace.
"Wencai! Are you stupid? It was great now! I can't watch Sister Fang's performance! You still want to leave the Underworld Seal Coins behind!"
Now that Ninth Uncle had left, Qiu Sheng had completely exploded. His face was red and his neck was thick. Lin Fan, who was watching from the side, thought that Qiu Sheng had eaten literary talent.
Wen Cai also realized that he had made a big mistake. He pouted and did not know what to say. Then, he seemed to have thought of something and shouted happily,"We can ask those Spiritual Infant Tier cultivators to help seal the money! This way, we can go and watch Sister Fang's performance! Isn't that great?"
However, just as Wen Cai finished speaking, Qiu Sheng kicked him to the side."Do you want to die? This is the nether money printed for the netherworld. If anything goes wrong, I'm afraid Master will suffer together with us! Hurry up and get to work!"
"Oh!"
Wen Cai saw that his last bit of hope had been destroyed by Qiu Sheng. He immediately walked to the printing press with a sad face like a deflated balloon and began to print ghost money.
Looking at Qiu Sheng and Wen Cai working hard, Lin Fan was a little surprised.
Why did he suddenly start to print Underworld money? Why did he jump to the plot of " Supreme Zombie "?
"I say, I've been here for three years, why is this the first time I've seen your Yinming money? Didn't you print it in previous years?"
Lin Fan knew that Ninth Uncle had another identity as the printing agent of the Inferno Bank in the Yang Realm, but he had never seen him print money.
Moreover, in his impression, this printing press did not seem to have been used before.
"Brother Fan, you only know how to joke! Every year, the netherworld has a mission for Master!”
Qiu Sheng saw that Lin Fan was asking and carefully cut open a piece of nether money. He smiled and said,""Every year, the two of us help Master print it. It's just that you're always telling stories in the teahouse, so you never know!”
"Oh, I see!"
"Aiyaya, this year's nether money has already reached five thousand taels! It was four thousand taels last year!"
At this moment, Wen Cai picked up a piece of nether money and muttered to himself with shining eyes.
"Master said that the netherworld's currency is depreciating! This year, it increased! Hurry up! Otherwise, I won't be able to watch the concert!"
"Oh, yes!"
Lin Fan looked at these two clowns and did not know what to say. This was something that the two of them had done blindly. Lin Fan could not be bothered to help.
Unknowingly, the two of them quickly printed all the Nether Coins, but it was already late at night.
Meanwhile, Lin Fan had already fallen asleep with Little Orange in his arms. He was even softly muttering the name " Ren Tingting ".
At this moment, Ninth Uncle walked in with a flushed face. He used his tone-deaf and high-pitched voice to pull Lin Fan out of his sweet dream.
"I love you ~~ love ~~ love ~~ endlessly!”
Qiu Sheng and Wen Cai, who had been tortured by the Dark Money for the whole night, wanted to beat Ninth Uncle up when they saw him like this. However, they only thought about it for a moment before they erased the thought.
"Qiusheng, Wencai! You guys don't know today, but after Sister Fang saw my flower card, she was so happy that she danced around and even invited me backstage to have a drink with her! It's really satisfying!"
"..."
Wen Cai was speechless.
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