"What!!"
Their eyes widened. Although he was a poor student, he was only a poor student compared to Uncle Jiu. He was not a scumbag like Wencai and Qiu Sheng.
The famous Sansha position in Feng Shui is very rare.
How rare is it? It's so rare that if you shout "ugly" on the street, the chance of a woman turning back will be high.
He looked around and didn't see any place with extremely yin energy. Wherever there are three evil spirits, there must be something evil.
The three evil spirits are no less important to those demons and monsters than a woman who lives a good life. When she sees Kimura Takuya, she goes crazy!
"Strange." Simu looked puzzled. "Where is it? Why can't I see it?"
"Idiot, uncle!" Russell laughed and looked down upon him mercilessly, "No, it must have been sealed!"
They were all stunned. The dangerous place like Sanshawei has been sealed. Why do you still care about it
Isn't this just looking for trouble when you have nothing to do
He wanted to say that this was a thankless task, but he saw the electric light dancing between Russell's fingers, "Oh, I didn't have enough fun just now, and my hands are a little itchy."
Four eyes:…
This is a naked threat. What kind of person do you think I am? Would I be afraid of me
If you can’t beat me, I can ask the ancestor to possess me!
Simu's expression suddenly froze. He thought of a serious problem. It seemed that the little guy in front of him was the brightest one in the eyes of the ancestor.
If you invite the ancestor over, you might end up being the one who gets beaten.
…
Simu weighed his own fighting power. The old man Su, who had been "equally matched" with him just now, was defeated by his junior nephew with one move.
Although the soul is suppressed by the Soul-Hunting Lock, so I have a slight chance of winning, how much is it
Simu pondered for a moment, "Little nephew, you are right. How can we, as cultivators, sit idly by and do nothing about a place as dangerous as the Three Evils?"
He put his hands behind his back, giving Russell a familiar feeling, like a master, but why did he look so wretched
Doesn't he look like a good person
Just as the two were about to head to the Three Evils' location, an urgent voice suddenly sounded behind them.
"Master, Master, wait a moment!"
The voice sounded familiar, and when I turned around, it turned out to be Su Yuntao who had caught up with me.
He held up his clothes with both hands and breathed heavily, obviously having run too fast just now.
Russell glanced at the gate of the Su family not far away and couldn't help but sigh in his heart. No wonder so many people asked about his master's aphrodisiac recipe.
Tsk tsk, I can’t take it anymore!
I'm going to take care of Xiaoxiaosheng's Hehuan Gu later. I think this thing is worth using. Even if Brother Wei comes, he will kneel on the ground and call me daddy.
"That was a bit rude just now!"
Su Yuntao is worthy of being a man who has run a big business. He has excellent control over his emotions. He was obviously heartbroken just now, but now you can't see anything wrong with him.
He first bowed respectfully to Simu, and Simu accepted it calmly. After all, he had just saved Su Yuntao's life.
After bowing, Su Yuntao took out a few gold ingots from his arms and stuffed them into Simu's pockets without showing any regret.
Russell couldn't help but gasp as he watched. He finally understood why we should rob the rich and help the poor.
Because rich people have money. Think about poor Uncle Jiu. Every time he goes out to do things for others, he only charges one or two dollars at most.
Sometimes if you use the talismans too much, you might even end up losing money.
Seeing Simu accepting it with peace of mind, Russell suddenly understood where the box of yellow croaker in his house came from
He couldn't help but touch his chin, wondering whether he should consider raising the price.
Su Yuntao held Simu's hand and said some words of thanks. After a while, he reluctantly left.
It was mainly because the people passing by had strange looks in their eyes, otherwise he would have held hands for a long time.
Simu declined Su Yuntao's invitation to stay overnight. Firstly, something big had just happened at home and it would not be convenient for them as guests.
Two
Simu couldn't help but bend down and rub his waist, which was covered with black footprints. He looked at little Russell who rolled his eyes and shook his head helplessly.
The bad thing about kids is that they can't stand being talked to by adults.
But he also had a solution. He simply stuffed two of the yellow croakers he had caught into Russell's hands, and he immediately smiled happily.
"Su Yuntao still has some skills. I think he has a bright future and has met a noble person. It is estimated that the Su family's foundation can be passed down to five and a half generations."
Russell happily stuffed the big yellow croaker into his arms, and Master Simu was very understanding and split the profit 50-50 with him.
Unlike a certain scoundrel who used to only share 1% with him, and later only gave him 30%, huh!
After receiving the wages, Russell felt very happy and kept praising Su Yuntao for his ability to do things. As for the noble man
Of course it’s him!
Russell's words left Si Mu confused. He blinked several times and his scalp was almost pulled out. He still couldn't figure out what it meant that the Su family's foundation had been passed down to the 5.4th generation
"Stupid, uncle, 5.4 generations means that it has been passed down to the fifth generation, and this generation has only passed 40%."
Russell looked disdainful, "Uncle Master, you are really worse than an elementary school student."
"What is an elementary school student?"
Simu was a little confused, but he had only heard of universities, and university people are the most educated.
Primary school students should be a little worse than university students. Hiss, little nephew, are you bragging about yourself? Are you trying to say that you are knowledgeable in a roundabout way
Simu was modest for a moment, "I'm just average, you, my little nephew, are the real elementary school student."
Russell: …
"Little nephew, if you have something to say, please talk to me nicely, don't whip me..."
"ah… "
“Help!”
"I am your uncle, please don't..."
"Uncle, nephew, I really love you to death."
…
The abandoned church was full of dust. Russell pinched his nose. There was dust and spider webs everywhere, and he could see some five poisonous insects from time to time.
For example, cute little snakes, cute centipedes, and scorpions with their tails cocked.
Logically speaking, the charity cemetery is filled with negative energy and is located in the wilderness, so there should be a lot of little things like these, but Russell rarely sees them.
Because they all went into Xiao Hei's stomach, the cockscomb turned red and was glowing in the middle of the night!
I remember one time, Russell was sleepy in the middle of the night and accidentally urinated on the little black boy.
Xiao Hei was confused...
Since then, it usually sleeps in trees and never lies on the ground.
"Believe in the Lord and you will have eternal life, hum!"
At the side, Simu looked at the slogan on the wall with disdain. His face was bruised and swollen because he accidentally fell just now.
"Even practicing Taoism cannot make you immortal. You can only live for 300 years at most. Believing in him can give you eternal life. Even the Buddha doesn't dare to say such a big thing!"
Taoism is about practicing Taoism, and Buddhism is about believing in Buddha, but they only talk about happiness in the next life, and they dare not talk about being rich and powerful in this life, or even eternal life.
Russell did not respond. He said that faith is sometimes good and sometimes bad. There are many people of the older generation who have faith, and many of them are excellent.
But there are also bad ones, the most typical one is, "Dude, I have a 100 million project, would you like to consider participating? I will promote you to general manager, and you will get a commission of 10,000 for every person you recruit."
Simu was complaining, but he actually knew in his heart that there were too many people in the world and it was impossible to expect everyone to live a good life.
He only takes care of the things he should take care of and only saves the people he should save. Some people really cannot be saved. The story of the farmer and the snake is never a story, but a terrible reality.
He shook his head and took out a compass from his pocket, "Let me look for it!"
His finger gently tapped on the compass, and the needle on it kept turning, soon pointing firmly to a direction.
The place with the heaviest evil spirit in the church is probably where some unclean place is sealed!
Russell narrowed his eyes and suddenly remembered that Simu had knocked him on the head today, although he had already taken revenge on him.
But that was just the principal, there was still interest to be paid back.
Russell's mouth curled up slightly. He thought of a bad idea to trick Simu, "Uncle Master, I see this church has only been open for a few years, right?"
"Yes, it was opened about ten years ago, but closed after only a few years."
Simu seemed to still have some impression. When the church was first opened, it was so lively and bustling!
He just wanted to join in the fun because the old monks in the church were handing out free stuff.
For example, the queues for eggs, kettles, quilts, towels, etc. were very long.
Simu managed to snatch an egg, but he also lost a set of clothes. He couldn't imagine how the people in this town could be so strong that they could tear his clothes.
"The dirt in there shouldn't be that bad, right?"
Simu tilted his head and thought seriously. What he said was right. After all, it was less than six or seven years. Even if it was the Three Evils, it might not have anything powerful.
"Then I won't go in. Uncle Master, you go ahead. I'm a little hungry. Let's go buy some candied haws."
Russell covered his stomach with his hands, looking so pitiful, as if possessed by a drama spirit. Poor Simu didn't notice it for a moment.
"Go ahead, go ahead, I can beat the little trash in there with one hand!"
"Hey, Uncle Master, come on!"
"Let me see what baby, let me love~love~you."
Russell turned around and couldn't help laughing, hoping that his uncle's pig head would be smaller in a while.
Simu said it lightly, but he still couldn't help but hold the peach wood sword in his hand. Following the guidance of the compass, he came to the dark room of the church.
"strangeness."
Simu touched his chin. It was not uncommon for a church to have a secret room. He just felt that the seal on it was a little strange.
Is it a Western thing
The compass has been pointing forward, and Simu also felt the strong evil spirit in front of him. It seems that the thing is inside.
As soon as he pushed the door gently, the seal on the door was instantly broken, and gusts of cold wind blew in, making a whistling sound.
The moment the seal was broken, a pair of scarlet eyes immediately lit up in the middle of the dark room, and a terrifying smile appeared at the corners of the mouth.
It smelled the delicious scent of blood, extremely delicious, just like the blood of the old monk before.
If it sucked his blood, it felt that it would become more powerful!
Simu rubbed his fingers together, and a piece of talisman paper lit up in his hand, and the dark room of the church suddenly became bright.
He looked around but didn't see anything. "That's weird. Where's the dirty stuff?"
Simu has opened his Dharma eyes, and he can see ghosts, zombies, monsters, even if they are invisible, but there is nothing there.
When he lowered his head, he found that the compass needle in his hand was not pointing forward, but backward.
"Um?"
Simu was a little confused. The next moment, he heard a click behind him. He turned around hurriedly and found a black figure closing the door silently.
The black figure was wearing strange clothes, had a pale face, red eyes, and a mouth with long fangs.
"It turned out to be a zombie!"
Simu was not panicked at all. He was an expert in zombies and had some skills in dealing with them.
He looked at the zombie in front of him in amazement. This thing was definitely a Western thing, not a local one.
Local zombies all wear official uniforms, while Western ones wear stuff like this.
Simu remained calm. Zombies are zombies. No matter whether they are foreign things or not, they will be beaten!
"I'll hit you!"
Simu waved the peach wood sword forward, and the Western zombie was so fast that it flashed past him.
This shocked Simu. He suddenly felt a gust of evil wind coming from behind his head. He quickly bent down, and the Western zombie flew over Simu's head.
"Damn it, you can fly, that's amazing!"
Simu did a few backflips and narrowly avoided the claws of the Western zombies. This foreign thing is different. Ordinary zombies jump, but he flies...
He immediately became serious, took out a stack of talismans from his arms, picked up one with his finger, put it to his mouth and blew on it quickly.
The Western zombie pounced over again. Si Mu nimbly dodged and swung his right palm, slapping the Western zombie in the face with the corpse-suppressing talisman in his palm.
“Bang!”
The sound was crisp and loud, and the Western zombies immediately stood still.
Si Mu was full of pride, but was stunned the next moment. He saw the Western zombie standing there and stretching out his claws to take off the talisman on his face.
As if it had never seen it before, the Western zombie looked at it carefully, put it to his nose and sniffed it, and finally stuffed the talisman into his mouth and chewed it twice.
Pooh!
Not tasty at all!
Simu was stunned, but he was also a master of combat. He swung his peach wood sword and hit the Western zombie's neck heavily.
With a loud snap, Simu felt as if he had hit a steel plate, and the peach wood sword in his hand broke into two pieces.
Four eyes:…
Western Zombies:…
"Please come to me, Grandmaster!"
Simu used the summoning spell very quickly this time. The door was locked, the talisman was gone, and the peach wood sword was broken. What if the summoning spell was used slowly again
Grandmaster: Hey, boy, you look familiar to me. Why did you come to the underworld to accompany your grandmaster
Simu: I was killed by zombies.
Grandmaster: Go away! Don’t say you are from Maoshan!
"snort!"
Simu groaned and instantly turned into a muscular man. He clasped his fists together, exerted force with his feet, and knocked the Western zombie out in one go.
“Boom!”
With a loud bang, the wall of the dark room broke directly, and the Western zombies were hit by a cannonball and were smashed far away, stirring up a large cloud of dust.
Simu walked forward step by step like a little giant, and suddenly he heard a very strange laughter.
"Look, there's a plane in the sky, hahaha!"
Hearing a familiar voice, they looked up and saw Russell holding the soul-catching lock in his hand and stepping on the Western zombies like walking a dog, flying around in the sky!
Four eyes:…
Are zombies designed to fly
What nonsense!
Damn it, I found it first, give it back to me quickly!
ps: Oh, it's terrible, the monthly votes are increasing so fast, it's already 1100, 900 monthly votes, 1000 monthly votes, 1100 monthly votes, the promised compensation and extra chapters, I owe four chapters without realizing it.
So scary!
After the Mid-Autumn Festival, I will make up for it slowly.