Journey To The West Is Going Nine To Five At Heaven Court

Chapter 667

Chapter 667 Hell God is so sensible at a young age, it is distressing

Chu Hao looked pitifully at King Jiang III, but he took out the urn that I didn’t know when it was finished, and handed it to King Jiang III.

“Sir, buy a box.”

“Just two Houtian treasures, very cheap.”

“Moreover, the ashes are very fresh, there is no flour, you see…”

Chu Hao grabbed a handful of ashes, raised it in the air, and went with the wind.

Looking at King Jiang III again, his face was ashes and question marks on his face.

Do you still praise the customer for me?

Chu Hao’s “Fairy Tale of My Slaughter” is finally touched by King Ming III.

King Jiang III originally wanted to say that your ashes have not been returned for seven days without any reason, and you don’t want to buy it.

But when I thought that if I didn’t buy it, I would go to see my long-dead grandma.

And once this matter can’t be resolved, Chu Hao sets foot on the western sky, then the whole village will go to see his grandma!

King Jiang III burst into tears and swallowed the grievances in his heart. He was very mad, but he was helpless.

He looked at Chu Hao very moved,

“The Lord of Prison is really sensible. At a young age, he knew that it was not easy to sell ashes to support his family.”

“Even the Lord of the Prison God has worked so hard, what qualifications do I have to refuse?”

“Come on, these are two Houtian treasures.”

Chu Hao looked at King Jiang III timidly,

“Uncle, one more thing is missing.”

“The ashes are worth two pieces, but the box was made by myself, and I need one more.”

Emperor Ming Wang: “???”

Why is there a premium?

The King of the Third World is dumbfounded,

“Are your urns made of gold or are your ashes made of gold?”

“How could it be worth a Houtian treasure?”

Chu Hao was scolded, a little scared, but still very strong and authentic:

“The design of this urn is avant-garde.”

“Flip.”

“The north-south is transparent, which will help users turn into spring mud and protect flowers.”

Conquer the Third King Ming: “!!!”

In other words, this two-end broken urn will sell me a Houtian treasure?

Wow, the young man’s design concept highlights a humaneness!

Sun Wukong and Zhu Bajie couldn’t stand it anymore, so they stood up and brought justice!

Zhu Bajie shouted:

“Jiang III Ming Wang, you are a high Ming Wang, you are in charge of the universe, and Yin & Yang, do you even have to pit money for such a sensible little boy?”

“Do you still want to buy the urn!”

King Jiang III scratched his head with both hands, looked mad, and cursed in his heart.

I didn’t want to buy it, I didn’t want to buy it!

This little boy who sells ashes is yin to me!

Sun Wukong shook his head contemptuously.

“It’s in vain, what Xitian has been talking about over saving the dead, the merits are boundless, and now you don’t even want the ashes?”

“Even to bully little boys, even non-heroes!”

The third generation Ming Wang frantically scratched his head,

Who is bullying who!

See clearly, your little boy just gave me the ashes, and he wants to send me to see my grandma!

The King of the Third World is very mad, but there is no way.

Who made Lingji Bodhisattva, the unlucky ghost, kidnapped the Hell God?

For such a big thing, King Jiang III had already guessed that he was going to be drained for it.

admit!

With a stiff smile on the face of King Ming III, he handed out three Magic Treasures,

“Yes, it’s not easy for you to raise the kindness of raising a family and making ends meet at a young age like your lord of the prisoner.”

“Who can refuse to help such a sensible boss?”

“This new type of fraud…this new kind of charity activity, I have seen it, really good, I would like to donate these three Houtian treasures on behalf of Xitian, for peace and love!”

It is no longer easy for King Jiang III to say this kind of shamelessly.

Anyone from the western sky came here, and now it has either turned into a pile of ashes, or he took Chu Hao to the western sky and let everyone see his grandmother.

Only the character of King Jiang III can slow down this matter. Although he paid three Houtian treasures, he saved a pile of ashes.

But compared to Chu Hao going to Xitian for accountability and asking everyone to see his grandma’s fate, this is already the best result.

Maybe Xitian knew this, so he let King Jiang III come down.

Chu Hao received the three Houtian treasures from the third king Ming Wang, and was satisfied,

“You are a good person!”

It’s uglier to laugh than to cry,

“You’re welcome, what should be done, who caused this unlucky Lingji Bodhisattva to do evil, hahaha!”

woo woo woo woo……

Silly|Forcing Lingji Bodhisattva, go back and take your ashes to make urine!

Three bowls of urine are boiled into one bowl of urine!

However, King Jiang III finally resisted the anger in his heart and turned around and left.

This trip came in vain.

At this moment, Chu Hao suddenly shouted again.

“Eh, wait!”

King Jiang III had a dark face, his face was furious and violent, cursing.

But when he turned his head, he showed a gentle, polite and respectful look.

“What’s the order of the Lord Prison God?”

Chu Hao smiled slightly and raised the urn in his hands that was transparent from north to south.

“Hey, your urn.”

As Chu Hao held up the urn, Lingji Bodhisattva’s ashes were flying with the wind, and there was not much left.

King Ming III smiled slightly,

“No, it’s your urn.”

King Jiang III was almost scared to death, thinking that Chu Hao was going to put himself in this box by the way, how cruel it was.

Chu Hao laughed too, but he was not greedy at all.

“We will do business in good faith, and I will give you the urn you bought!”

Chu Hao casually threw it away, and the urn turned a few times, just like a top, but flung out a strip of ashes.

King Jiang III took the urn in his hand and weighed it,

Well, no more.

Can I swear?

However, he glanced at Chu Hao who was smiling, and King Jiang III wiped the tears from the corner of his eyes.

I think society still needs civilization. Cursing people can’t solve any problems, but they are solved as problems.

Don’t you see, the ashes flying in the air, which is not with melancholy breath.

King Jiang III took the urn in his hand and was about to leave.

Chu Hao was very sorry,

“Excuse me from traveling all the way to deliver things, do you want to stay and have a meal before leaving?”

Without turning his head back, the Emperor Ming Wang waved his hand and said casually:

“It’s okay, I deserve it.”

“Besides eating now, maybe it’s bibimbap and I can’t eat it.”

“Masters, if the green mountains do not change to the long green waters, we will have no time to come!”

The King of the Third King ran away.

He has always been a sensible person, and he is seeking his position in Xitian.

Lingji Bodhisattva was raised, but he deserved it.

Unfortunately, I met Chu Hao and kidnapped Chu Hao. Who will die if he doesn’t die?

Chu Hao looked at the three Houtian treasures in his hand, and looked at King Jiang III Ming Wang, could not help but a little amazed.

“What a kind person.”

“I’m sorry to know that I would give him an extra box.”

“Let’s go, continue to Journey to the West!”

Chu Hao turned his head, but saw Sun Wukong and Zhu Bajie with dull faces, sitting aside, looking at themselves.

It took a long time to see Sun Wukong and Zhu Bajie shaking their heads with emotion.

“Awesome!”