Seeing the evil Taoist priest fall to the ground, Uncle Jiu breathed a sigh of relief for no reason and couldn't help feeling a little emotional in his heart!
This old Taoist looked to be in his sixties or seventies, and had the cultivation of a geomancer. He came well prepared, with dozens of evil spirits with him, and had set up the Seven Yin Death Formation.
I never expected that he would die at the hands of an eight-year-old kid!
Uncle Jiu was filled with emotion at the moment. If he continued like this, it wouldn't be long before he would no longer be a match for his young disciple.
No wonder my junior brother runs so fast. It’s so depressing to meet a genius like my little disciple!
Why!
Uncle Jiu couldn't help but sigh silently to the sky, my days are just a waste of time in this world.
"Ah, ah, I'll hit you, I'll hit you!"
Just as he was looking up to the sky and sighing, feeling melancholy, he suddenly heard little Russell's strange cry. He lowered his head and took a closer look!
Little Russell was protected by the Six Dings and Six Jias, and his face was extremely serious. He turned into a golden giant, holding a lightning trident in his hand, stabbing again and again...
On the old Taoist's body
Looking at the old Taoist priest who was so ravaged that he was almost burnt black beyond recognition, Uncle Jiu couldn't help but twitch his lips.
"Hey, Russell, what are you doing? He's dead."
"No!"
Russell said seriously, "What if he faked his death?"
"What if he has mastered the turtle breathing technique?"
"What if he leaves his body and his soul is reincarnated?"
"What if he becomes a ghost or god?"
Russell stomped on him fiercely again, crushing the old Taoist priest into ashes. "If you kill someone, you must uproot him. If you kill someone, you must burn his body. This is the rule in the martial arts world!"
Uncle Nine: …
"oh!"
Russell suddenly realized, "Thank you for the reminder, Master!"
Uncle Jiu looked confused. What did I remind him of
Russell used his magic power in his right hand to wipe his eyes, then reached forward and grabbed a ball of black mist.
That is the ignorant and experienced ghost who has just been born!
Uncle Jiu couldn't bear to watch, he already had a bad feeling in his heart, "Hey, Russell, please forgive him when you can. He's going to die anyway, there's no need to beat him to death."
No matter how big the hatred or resentment is, it will disappear into thin air after death and reincarnation, and you can even earn a lot of merit!
It is extremely immoral to beat a ghost to death.
Uncle Jiu decided to condemn his young apprentice on the moral level, as for other punishments...
I won’t give him the chicken butt today, I’ll give it to Xiao Hei!
Uncle Jiu put his hands behind his back and pretended that he saw nothing. Anyway, the little disciple would not eat chicken butts. How dare this rubbish old Taoist to trick me!
The next moment.
Uncle Jiu was a little overwhelmed.
I saw the young apprentice walking around in the yard with a serious face, and then he pulled out a jar from somewhere, which was most likely a dung jar.
Don't ask him why he knows.
Uncle Jiu pinched his nose. The smell was so strong that it was like a lethal weapon.
Russell is such a naughty kid!
Even ghosts would feel unlucky when seeing it!
Uncle Jiu ignored it and kept his heart pure. He directly picked up the peach wood sword and a jar from the side. He didn't want to be as mean as Russell and make a dung jar!
This jar is used to hold ghosts. After all, this is the Ren family compound. It would be bad if others saw it.
Uncle Jiu has always felt that doing good deeds without leaving a name is his style.
It would be really troublesome if that money-grubber Ren Fa asked him to help his father move the grave.
Push it if you can!
Hide if you can!
He looked at the evil spirits in the sky, holding the jar in his left hand, and attacked quickly, fiercely and accurately with his right hand. These evil spirits without anyone controlling them were just scattered soldiers and had no consciousness at all.
One by one, all the evil spirits in the sky were soon collected by Uncle Jiu.
He nodded contentedly. There were 23 of them in total, which was almost 460 Yin De Points, enough to exchange for a lot of good things!
The more Uncle Jiu thought about it, the happier he became, and he couldn't help but exclaim in his heart.
Taoist priest, you are such a good person!
At this time, Russell came back from the toilet with his hands open. He had just gone to the toilet in a hurry and the jar in his hand accidentally fell under a big rock.
well.
The master and the disciple smiled at each other, tiptoed the ground, climbed over the wall skillfully, and flew out.
Behind them, several paper figures were silently dealing with the battlefield. The six little girls were still asleep. The old Taoist's magic was still quite powerful.
I don’t know how much time passed.
Ren Fa walked in humming a little tune. It wouldn't be long before his Ren family would be prosperous!
As soon as he entered the yard, he was stunned. He saw that the yard was empty and there was nothing.
Ren Fa's mind suddenly buzzed and he instantly realized that he had been cheated!
He counted carefully. He had lived in this yard for a long time and knew every flower and grass clearly!
Two jars are missing!
One of them is a dung jar!
Ren Fa was dumbfounded. Are the requirements of scammers so low nowadays? Are their minds so narrow
Steal the jars, and steal the dung jars!
this…
The taste is a bit strong!
…
"To cultivate Taoism, you must first cultivate your mind. Remember not to learn from that old Taoist who took the evil path for the sake of cultivation!"
Uncle Jiu and Russell were walking slowly on the street. They had just sent those little girls home.
However, there was a family that was currently handling a funeral, and that was the dead body in the home of the corpse seamstress Lin Shou.
According to the local rules, people who died suddenly outside are not allowed to return home for burial. They must be handled by the government and cremated to prevent attracting bad luck.
Although he could not be buried, a cenotaph was built for him in his family. The whole family was crying there, and everyone who saw it couldn't help but feel sad.
When they saw the little girl return safely, they were shocked and frightened. After confirming that the little girl was warm, they were overjoyed.
The death of one loved one is much better than the death of two.
Especially the old man, who is over fifty years old, and his family members are all mentally prepared, but the children...
Even though Uncle Jiu is used to seeing life and death, he still can't help feeling sad every time he sees someone else's family holding a funeral.
"Master." Russell nodded seriously, "I will never go astray!"
“Okay, okay!”
Looking at Russell's serious face, Uncle Jiu finally showed a relieved smile on his sad face.
He was just a little sad for the moment. After all, there were very few Taoists in this world, and even fewer who did evil.
How is it possible to come across it casually
"The empty hometown, the parents without birth, the white lotus descends to the earth, and all people live in peace and well-being!"
Although the faint shouting voice was not loud, it was clearly heard by Uncle Jiu and Russell.
Uncle Jiu's face froze. Fortunately, he didn't say what he just said, otherwise it would be so embarrassing. It would be a huge disgrace.
When he turned around, he found a man in black clothes standing in the street with a mysterious look on his face. He was soon surrounded by a crowd.
Some people looked taboo and stayed away from it. They were well-informed and some were scholars, so they naturally knew what these two sentences meant.
White Lotus!
Sometimes they don’t care at all, and look very excited. For the government, cults are just that, but for them, maybe they can even get some benefits from it.
Some are full of hope, because this is truly an opportunity for poor people!
Uncle Jiu pulled Russell aside and watched coldly. He wanted to see what the White Lotus sect members were going to do.
He had no business promoting doctrine. After all, these days, it was not bad to have a thought in mind and respect ghosts and gods.
What if you dare to cheat and deceive people with sorcery
Oh!
Do you know how many eyes little Russell has
Russell was very curious. He had always heard that cults harmed people, but this was the first time he saw it.
I don’t know what tricks will be played today. The powerful netizens in later generations have played these things to death.
I don’t know if there are any new ones.
The man was wearing a black robe with a white lotus carved on it. He looked kind and not vicious.
But this is normal. If a preacher looks ugly or ferocious, let alone spreading the doctrine, people will avoid him before they even get close to him.
Therefore, the second-in-command of the White Lotus Sect is mostly a saintly woman, who is beautiful, gentle, and practices magic.
Such a saint has an ultimate trick, which is to bring three thousand lickers with her. Maybe, if she is lucky, she can even bring a big licker.
No matter whether it is a famous family or a child of a powerful person, they are all their targets!
love
Is there anyone in this world who still believes in love
In the face of faith, so-called love is simply a joke. Never trust a person who grew up in the White Lotus Sect.
"The parents without birth, save the suffering and the distressed!"
The man said this softly, and the people around him instantly quieted down, their eyes gradually becoming weird.
Uncle Jiu snorted softly and whispered, "This is a special trick of the White Lotus Sect, the bewitching sound. The white lotus on his chest plus the sound can bewitch people's minds!"
Russell's eyes widened. Isn't this an enhanced version of hypnosis
"Master, why doesn't he just use a ghost?"
Ghosts are born with the ability to walk through walls, and they are born with the ability to perform illusions and create illusions. Those with lesser abilities can trick people into jumping off buildings and killing each other.
Those with great abilities can make people indulge in illusions for their entire lives, and they will not be able to break free from the illusion until their death.
This is also what makes Russell feel strange. If he can use ghosts, why bother with hypnosis
"Use a ghost?"
Uncle Jiu chuckled, "But you have to be able to beat him!"
Russell was stunned, and then he suddenly realized that he was always surrounded by monks, so dealing with ghosts was a piece of cake.
However, he overlooked one thing. There were still very few people practicing Taoism in this era. In a town as big as Renjia Town, there was only one person, Uncle Jiu.
For ordinary people, there is only one outcome when they encounter ghosts!
Numb claws!
It's impossible to avoid it, let alone raise a ghost. It's just like dancing on old man's grave - asking for trouble!
"thump!"
As soon as the man finished speaking, a woman anxiously knelt in front of him, holding her child.
Russell was stunned. Are pyramid schemes so popular nowadays? He blinked, but heard Uncle Jiu sigh in his ear.
"well!"
He was a little confused, and then he suddenly realized.
The woman had a sad face and tears all over her face. Her voice was extremely sad. “Holy Mother of White Lotus, please save my child.”
The child looked no more than five or six years old. He looked haggard, sickly, and listless. It was obvious that he was not a normal child and seemed to be seriously ill.
Russell could not help but remain silent in this era of underdeveloped productivity, extremely scarce medical conditions, and poverty of apes.
Getting sick means you have one foot in the gate of hell!
He was weak and sickly when he was young. If Uncle Jiu hadn't kept him alive with medicine, he would have died long ago.
Infant mortality was not uncommon in this era, and if two out of ten survived, it was already a remarkable achievement.
Even half of the emperor's children died young, not to mention those from poor families.
Russell couldn't help but hold Uncle Jiu's hand tightly. He seemed to understand why Uncle Jiu wanted to wait and see for a while.
Sometimes, people just want to live. Only when they survive will they talk about national justice and abiding by the law.
"Come here, let me take a look!" The man in black robe and white lotus had a gentle face and slowly picked up the child in the woman's arms.
After taking a closer look, the man nodded slowly again, "Trust me, Bai Lian, the Immortal Mother will naturally bless you!"
He slowly took out a talisman from his arms. From a distance, Russell only saw a pattern flash by and couldn't see clearly what the talisman was.
The white lotus man waved his hand, and someone handed him a bowl of water. He then flicked his hand, and the talisman spontaneously combusted!
Russell was unmoved. It was extremely easy for a monk to make the talisman spontaneously combust, and it was also easy for ordinary people.
All you need is a little bit of white phosphorus!
The people watching around couldn't help but talk in a low voice, and they seemed to believe it. This was the simplest knowledge for Russell, and a scam that almost everyone knew in his previous life, but it became something amazing here.
The White Lotus man put the burning talisman into the water, and the clear water immediately became a little turbid.
The woman was stunned for a moment, then immediately became excited and took the bowl of turbid water very reverently.
How can this be water
This is her hope!
"A Bao, drink this bowl of water quickly. May the Immortal Mother bless you. Drink this and your illness will be cured."
What she said made the Bai Lian man beside her nod repeatedly, and the people around couldn't help but widen their eyes and watch carefully.
Hearing his mother's call, Abao opened his eyes weakly and said weakly, "Mom, I don't want to drink!"
"Be good, Abao. You will feel better after drinking it. Mom will buy you some candy later."
The woman's eyes were a little red, and she quietly persuaded Abao. When she heard that there was candy, Abao seemed to remember the sweetness in his memory, stretched out his tongue and licked his lips.
Then he drank the bowl of water very obediently.
"Master Lin, what do you think about this matter?"
Just as Uncle Jiu was staring in a trance, a familiar voice sounded behind him. It turned out to be the mayor of Renjia Town.
He looked at the white lotus man and lowered his voice, "But is there anyone who has real skills?"
Although the government is powerless now, he is the mayor of Renjia Town. All of these people are closely connected to him. If he lets the White Lotus Sect do nothing, it will definitely be a huge hidden danger!
If it was the White Lotus Sage, the mayor would naturally applaud and welcome him.
If it's the White Lotus Demon, haha, look how fast the sword in my hand is!
But whether he is a wise man or a demon, we naturally have to ask the authority.
"Fake!"
Uncle Jiu said disdainfully, "I saw it, it's a scam, the talisman is fake and has no use at all."
"Nine out of ten are probably using their reputation to defraud people of their money. I've seen this many times when I was performing on the streets!"
Uncle Jiu performs for a living
Russell:
I seem to know some amazing secret!
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