Chapter 261: Complaint (third)

On the second floor, not only Fang Ming and Qin Lei were present, but Luo Jincheng also followed with curiosity, because he intuitively told him that what Fang Ming would do in a while would be incredibly incredible, and he must not miss it.
Luo Jincheng followed the second floor, and Fang Ming did not stop, let Luo Jincheng go upstairs.
Even the door of the shop was closed at this time, but Dazhu did not come up because he went out to do something.
"Don't be nervous, relax."
Fang Ming washed his hands, inserted three incense sticks in the incense burner, and turned back to see Qin Lei's nervous expression, relieved.
"Mr. Fang, as long as you speak, I can do my best, but can you give me an account first, what do I need to do?"
Qin Lei was a little embarrassed because Fang Ming was so serious that he not only washed his hands, but also put on a white robe and gown. As for the desk in front of him, he wiped it three or four times to ensure that it was spotless.
"It's nothing, just to ask you to greet someone for a drink."
Fang Ming did not answer directly, and smiled meaningfully. About half an hour later, Dazhu came back, carrying a lot of things in his hand. There was one more person besides Dazhu, that was Hua Mingming.
Hua Mingming saw Dazhu carrying big bags and small bags at the door of his store, so he followed them with curiosity.
"Brother, you are the author of the death dragon suit? Is there such awesome, I give you a few people's names, you write me into the book, the kind of death is the better."
Hua Mingming looked at Qin Lei with curiosity. When Qin Lei came to play two days ago, he knew some things from Dazhukou, so this is one of the reasons he would follow.
Qin Lei returned to Hua Mingming with an awkward smile, because he didn't know what to answer.
However, with Hua Mingming's interruption, at least his emotions were slightly stabilized.
"Fang Ming, I bought everything you wanted me to buy."
Dazhu put the bag on the ground, and what he took out from the inside turned out to be a wine dish, a very rich table of meals, which he had just obtained from a chef at a hotel outside.
Five dishes of pig, sheep, chicken, duck and goose, plus two other side dishes, a total of seven dishes, in addition to two plates of fruit, three wine glasses, six pairs of chopsticks.
"It's quite rich, is this a meal?" Hua Mingming swallowed and asked.
"Well, you can sit down."
Fang Ming looked at Hua Mingming with a smile, but Hua Mingming shook his head like a rattle, "I'm not fooled, you will be so kind to invite me to dinner? Every time I dig a pit and jump for me."
Hua Mingming has learned to be smart, that is, don't want to take advantage of Fang Ming, unless Da Zhu sits down, he will sit down with him, because he knows that Fang Ming will not pit Da Zhu.
Hearing Hua Mingming's words, Fang Ming also smiled and did not forcefully, just poured wine into all three wine glasses. Then, I didn't know that I took out a piece of red paper from there and put it on one of the wine glasses. .
Among the people on the scene, only Luo Jincheng saw Fang Ming's action, and there was a flash of light in his eyes, because he vaguely guessed what.
"Fang Ming, are you going to worship?"
Luo Jincheng opened his mouth, and when he heard Luo Jincheng's words, Dazhu thought of it. He felt that Fang Ming's actions were somewhat familiar. Isn't that what the villagers used to do when they worshipped their ancestors during the festival every year?
"It's not worship, it's just to entertain a guest."
Fang Ming smiled and lit a pair of red candles on the main table, and the wine glass with red paper was put on the main table.
"I see, you want to please God!"
Seeing this, Luo Jincheng understood what Fang Ming really wanted to do, but it was precisely because he understood the purpose of Fang Ming that he was even more puzzled.
Please God, it's nothing!
When many people do good things, there will be a meal to invite God, but this is more just a etiquette, but looking for a gentleman to read the scriptures and some blessings is finished.
The reason is simple. The success rate of asking God is too low.
It’s not good to say that there are just a few gods. If every household puts a sacrifice and reads a scripture, they can ask God to succeed, then these gods must not be busy dying.
Even Luo Jincheng himself was not sure that he could invite God to succeed, especially in this form of ceremonial rituals. If the technique is used, there is still a little possibility, but looking at Fang Ming's appearance, it seems that he did not intend to use the spell rune.
"Qin Lei, you are sitting here."
Fang Ming looked at Qin Lei and signaled that Qin Lei was sitting on the right side of the table, while he was sitting opposite Qin Lei, leaving two empty seats on the entire table.
As for Luo Jincheng, the three were called by Fang Ming behind the screen and could only be seen from afar.
Turn over the red paper on the wine glass, and a line appears on the other side: Please invite Caohua Shijie Yinsi of the Great Emperor.
If Luo Jincheng sees the words on the red paper, he will understand that Fang Ming is not a but a ghost.
Emperor Fengdu, this is the title of the supreme ruler of the underworld, and Caohua Tenth Street is the ten streets of the underworld. It is rumored that all the houses of ghosts in the underworld are there.
There are ghosts and ghosts in the underworld. Ghosts are equivalent to public officials in the yang, and they live separately from ordinary ghosts.
Fang Ming, what you want to ask is the yin difference that governs the Yin Yang book.
The red paper burned out of thin air and scared Qin Lei, but he thought that it was Fang Dashen who was sitting opposite him. The means could not be viewed with ordinary people's eyes, and he could accept it.
One minute, three minutes...
After a quarter of an hour passed, I felt that the temperature of the food was about to cool, and Fang Ming's brow furrowed.
"What's going on, why is there no movement?"
Behind the screen, Hua Mingming couldn't help it anymore. He stood staring there for a quarter of an hour, and his feet were almost standing numb.
"It should be that God did not succeed." Luo Jincheng thought and replied.
Fang Ming picked up the wine glass in front of him, and then motioned Qin Lei to follow his own actions and raised the wine glass to the direction of the throne.
However, after three minutes passed, when Qin Lei raised his arms a little numb, Fang Ming put down his wine glass, and his face also became cold.
"Toast without eating fines."
With a whisper, Fang Ming directly poured the wine in the glass towards the ground, then stood up and returned to the front of the desk.
On the desk, there are three red instruments, similar to the ancient zodiac. In fact, many people will find a very interesting place if they have seen the Taoist practices.
Many things of the Taoist are very similar to the ancient officials.
Taoists used Zhubi to write letters, and ancient emperors also used Zhubi to review their performances, and in history, many emperors have granted themselves Taoist official positions. Take Song Huizong as an example. Monarch emperor, meaning Taoist leader.
It is precisely because of the joining of these official families that the Taoist culture has gradually changed, and it has begun to become hierarchical. Many of the behavior styles are the same as those of official families.
Of course, Fang Ming is not a Taoist priest. He does not need to wear a robe, and the contents of his several documents are also very simple.
The first document has a line on the cover: Qin Lei, the King of the Quartet, who encountered Yang Qin.
The content of the document is also very simple, that is, to write down the things on Qin Lei, and there is a place to press the fingerprint on the back.
Instructed Qin Lei to come over and press the handprint. Fang Ming directly put the instrument into a brazier, and then the document burned. After the flame was extinguished, a gust of wind blew and the paper dust in the brazier disappeared.
After burning the first document, Fang Ming picked up the second document. The cover of the document read: The Law Enforcement of the Underworld in the Great Emperor Jing Jing Du.
The second document was written by Fang Ming in his own tone. The content in it is also very simple, that is, he is the victim of the Yin Yang Book.
The second document was also thrown into the brazier by Fang Ming and burned. The difference is that after this textbook was burned, there was no paper dust directly. Plus the previous textbook, after the two textbooks were burned, The brazier was empty.
"This is going to sue, Yang people sue for bad?"
Luo Jincheng saw the words on the cover of Fang Ming's two documents, with a moving face on his face, because he did not expect Fang Ming to dare to do such a bold and incredible thing.
The Yang people complained to the ghosts in the underworld. He had never heard of such a thing, and he didn't even dare to think about it.
"Sue? You mean Fang Ming is suing? But who did he sue, and whom did he sue?" Hua Mingming looked puzzled and couldn't understand Luo Jincheng's words.
"The first document burned by Boss Fang was burned to the Sifang Great Emperor. The so-called Sifang Great Emperor is the four gods and emperors who guarded the Sifang in the Yangtze. Tell the four of them."
"As for the second document, it was burned to the underworld division, and the content inside should be about the harm caused by the Yin and Yang books."
Luo Jincheng guessed, and he probably understood Fang Ming's plan.
First, the gods in Xiangyang complained; second, they complained to Yin, but is this really effective?
Luo Jincheng would suspect that it was because he didn't know much about the underworld. After all, the underworld was very mysterious, but for Fang Ming, because of the records of the wizard's heritage, his understanding of the underworld was far greater than that of Luo Jincheng.
Yes, Luo Jincheng guessed his plan. He was indeed suing. He complained to the and the yang separately. To give a simple example, if a person was injured abroad, then he had to do two things, one. It is to inform the local embassy, ​​and one is to report the case to the local police station.
The purpose of the first document is simple: tell the emperors in Yangma that he and Qin Lei were injured by the Yin and Yang book in the world, and hope that the big brothers will come forward.
The second document is the Ghost Office, which is sent directly to the underworld, telling about the harm you suffered in the interstellar because of your underworld yin and yang books. I hope you can deal with it. Finally, I mentioned it at the end of the article. He has already notified this matter. It's time for the big brother.
There is a management organization in the underworld, just like the overworld, so Fang Ming is betting that those ghosts in the underworld dare not ignore his complaint.