When he heard that a small town was full of zombies, Uncle Jiu frowned and couldn't help sighing.
The world is like this now, with demons and monsters running rampant, and it is becoming increasingly difficult for Taoists to practice.
Renjia Town is fine. With him in charge, he cleans out those monsters from time to time, and the probability of it developing into a hidden danger is still very small.
A town! Just gone like that!
Uncle Jiu slowly closed his eyes and shouted, "Come in, little bastard!"
The ghosts who were talking to him blinked their eyes and asked, "You were drinking so well, why did you start talking nonsense?"
"Brother, you can't drink much. You only drank two ounces of wine!"
The ghost messengers laughed and began to tease Uncle Jiu about his drinking capacity. At the table, if someone can't drink much, it would be just a joke.
But the next moment, the ghosts heard a creaking sound, the door was opened, and a little baby peeked out.
They didn't care at first, but suddenly one of them looked nervous and whispered, "Little tiger!"
The remaining few ghost messengers shook their heads and shivered all over, and all the alcohol they had just drunk was dissipated.
He sat upright, without looking around, and quietly, with the corner of his eye, he glanced at the little kid who was peeking out.
They are well-informed. According to their leader, an extraordinary creature was raised in the home of a Taoist priest in Renjia Town.
But he was noticed by the Lord of the Underworld. Although he was young, his cultivation was extremely high.
The god in the underworld is as fierce as a tiger, and the little baby he has his eyes on will naturally become a little tiger in the future.
At first they didn't care. After all, such a big shot was very far away from them, so they didn't recognize him at first sight.
Hey!
After three rounds of drinks, I now think that this place is called Renjia Town, and isn’t the person in front of me a Taoist priest
Crashed!
The ghost messengers were sitting there, looking extremely well behaved. Russell poked his head out and smiled, "Master, how did you know I was outside?"
Uncle Jiu looked at the threshold and smiled without saying anything. Although the door was closed, the threshold was not closed. It was originally reserved for Erhei.
Unexpectedly, Luo Shuo's short legs were exposed.
Uncle Jiu snorted, "Your master is very good at predicting things. If you want to know something, he can just count on his fingers and you'll know."
"Wow!" Russell blinked his eyes, "Master, you are so awesome!"
“That’s it!”
Uncle Jiu picked up the teacup beside him and took a sip. It felt really good to show off in front of his little apprentice.
Unexpectedly, the young apprentice Russell then asked, "Master, can you guess whether the master uncle is sleeping in now?"
…
Uncle Jiu's face darkened. He was just pretending. How could he possibly have the ability to figure out what his great-grandmaster was doing
You can't just say this casually. If you say that your great-grandmaster didn't slack off and sleep, Uncle Jiu won't be able to say it.
Because he was really sleeping.
If it was said that his great-grandmaster was lazy and slept too much, Uncle Jiu would be very suspicious. If his soul left his body in the future, would his great-grandmaster catch him and spank him
How do I answer this
Uncle Jiu coughed awkwardly and quickly changed the subject, "Russell, keep an eye on your two brothers. Tonight is the full moon night, and it coincides with the Ghost Festival. The gates of hell are wide open, and the yin energy outside is very strong!"
When it comes to business, his face becomes much more serious. "Tonight, the ghosts are much stronger. Once we get through tonight, it will be much easier to deal with them."
Uncle Jiu was not worried about anything else, but he was worried that his two apprentices Qiu Sheng and Wencai might get into trouble.
He is not afraid at ordinary times, but he is afraid today, because today, he may be too busy to handle everything!
Russell nodded and said, "Don't worry. Okay, if the two brothers dare to leave this door tonight, I will whip them every time they take a step."
As he spoke, he swung his right hand, revealing a long soul-binding chain, which he smashed heavily on the ground, leaving a deep mark.
The soul-catching lock exclusive to the underworld
And it’s an advanced version
The ghost messengers sitting at the wine table didn't dare to breathe, their eyes were on their noses, their noses were on their hearts, and they were as obedient as children.
It has been confirmed that this little kid has connections!
"Go quickly!" Uncle Jiu urged, his face solemn. "I have a feeling that things might not be peaceful tonight. I'm afraid you'll be busy then."
Every year at this time, ghosts are most active, and Uncle Jiu lives in fear every year, because if he is not careful, several lives may be lost.
Things are better this year. Russell can already stand on his own. Thinking of this, Uncle Jiu couldn't help but feel much better.
Russell responded and turned to walk out. He was raised by Uncle Jiu, so he couldn't be good at doing things or writing. Qiu Sheng and the other two continued to cheat their master.
Besides, tonight is Ghost Festival, a traditional festival in China that has been around for many years and has left behind countless horror legends.
No one would dare to cause trouble tonight, right
As long as you stay at home obediently or lie in bed, it doesn't matter whether you are sleeping or having a baby.
Have you ever heard of the saying that bed is invincible
Haha, just kidding. Ordinary ghosts can’t enter the house because there is a door god posted on the door.
If you go in, wouldn't you be destroying the door god's job
(Door God: If the door is open, I can turn a blind eye. If you go through the wall, I can do nothing about it...
If you want to go through the front door, haha, my sword is thirsty!)
Watching Russell leave, the ghost messengers really breathed a sigh of relief. Although they didn't need to breathe, this thing was really scary.
Uncle Jiu continued to invite them to drink, but they no longer had the ease they had just now. They became a little restrained and even a little flattering.
After all, this is Little Tiger's master, so it's always right to be respectful. If you are respectful, it's a favor. If you are not respectful, then it will become...
"Brother Dao, I offer you a toast!"
The ghost messengers all toasted Uncle Jiu, and Uncle Jiu saw it and couldn't help feeling a little proud.
What is this called
The fox takes advantage of the tiger's might, and the dog relies on the power of the master
Fuck you!
This is what is called a teacher’s reputation depends on his disciples!
Uncle Jiu hasn't enjoyed this feeling for many years. Every time his friends come to visit or his fellow disciples come to visit, they just shake their heads when they look at Wencai and Qiu Sheng.
He had never been able to raise his head, but this time, he was finally able to hold his head high.
Why is this wine a bit intoxicating
Tonight will definitely not be a peaceful night. Russell remembered that every year on the Ghost Festival, Uncle Jiu would sit on the roof of the charity cemetery and keep watch until dawn.
Because someone would come to ask him for help at any time, but most of them could not make it to the charity cemetery, Uncle Jiu had to concentrate and keep his eyes and ears open.
The roof of the charity cemetery is the best observation point.
Whenever there was any strange noise, no matter if it was a ghost or not, Uncle Jiu would rush over quickly.
Russell stroked his chin and thought, he is a high-end combat force, if he only does small things like guarding Qiu Sheng and Wencai, it would be like a nuclear bomb hitting Erhei.
no!
Russell shook his head. He had to find a foolproof plan and think of a way to help his master tonight.
Use paper people
No, once you move too far away, it will lose its effect.
Knock them both out directly
No, no, this is my elder brother, the one who raised me, how could I do such a rude thing
Russell pondered for a moment, thinking seriously about how to knock someone out quickly, fiercely and accurately.
Just as he was thinking, a strange chirping sound suddenly gave him an idea.
“Good brother!”
A strange smile appeared on Russell's face. According to folk legend, Qiu Sheng Wencai's fighting ability is not as good as that of a dog. That is totally wrong and it is simply nonsense!
Clearly not as good as a chicken!
Instead, in the corner, Xiao Hei was bullying Erhei, and he didn't realize the seriousness of the problem at that moment.
Knowing that there was a naughty kid standing in front of him, on this day, Xiao Hei experienced the fear of being dominated by darkness.
After an indescribable process that could not be told to outsiders, Xiao Hei finally lowered his head in grievance.
This naughty kid is getting more and more powerful now. When he was little, I could bully him however I wanted.
There's nothing I can do now. I only look a little taller than him, so why is he so thick-skinned
Ouch, my chicken mouth.
Nightfall!
The temperature at this time is not as high as during the day, and is even much lower than at this time of day in the past.
Even without opening his Dharma Eyes, Russell could feel the negative energy in the surrounding area was increasing. He even saw quite a few centipedes crawling around, which was really rare!
Uncle Jiu was already prepared at this time. He was wearing a Taoist robe, holding a peach wood sword in his left hand and a Guan Gong sword in his right hand. His arms were filled with talismans and were bulging.
At his feet, there was a bag of paper money. This was not an offer for peace. After all, there were some grudges caused by the crime tonight.
These paper money are just in case. After all, ghosts are rampant now, and Uncle Jiu is a Taoist priest. If he is not careful, it is normal for him to be beaten by the ghosts.
At this time, it’s time to scatter some paper money!
Uncle Jiu’s money is all real money!
If one day, you go out on the street and see a man beating a woman who is wearing nice clothes in a certain street.
You know that the woman is Chinese, and although you feel a little ashamed, you also know that hitting people is wrong.
You just wanted to stop him, but then you found that the man threw 1 million over...
Are you just taking the money and leaving
Or just take the money and leave
Looking at the deserted streets filled with ghosts, Uncle Jiu clenched his hands tightly and could only pray silently in his heart that nothing serious would happen!
Will things go as he wishes
On the other side of Renjia Town, some strange things were happening.
"Ayi, when are you going to divorce that yellow-faced woman of yours?"
Under the night sky, in an ordinary courtyard, a man and a woman are hugging each other and lying on lounge chairs. What are they doing
Do serious things.
Appreciate the moon.
This is an elegant custom from ancient times to the present day. Even if today is the Ghost Festival, so what? Could there be ghosts
The man named Ayi felt inexplicably guilty, but when he felt the softness of her arms, a surge of courage suddenly filled his heart.
He gently rubbed the huge breast of the woman in his arms and whispered, "It's almost time, it's almost time, Ajie, I will divorce her after the baby is born."
As he spoke, Ayi's face was filled with indignation. "What kind of bullshit new policy is this? It even requires monogamy!"
"For a capable man like me, what's wrong with marrying more wives? This has been the rule since ancient times. What a mess!"
He cursed as he looked at the charming, amorous woman in his arms. He then thought of the pregnant, old and ugly woman in the room. He suddenly felt disgusted.
If she wasn't pregnant with his child, he would have kicked her out long ago!
"Child, child, huh!" Ajie in his arms obviously didn't like his answer and turned her head away, "Her child is not my child. It's not like I can't have a baby!"
"Baby, don't be angry!"
Ayi held her in his arms, his mouth close to her ear, "Don't be angry, we will have two children when the time comes, one boy and one girl."
He spoke sweet words gently, but Ajie in his arms was not happy once the woman in the house gave birth to a child.
With a child, it is very likely that a man's heart will not be so easily captured by her.
Men always think with their lower body.
The most important thing is that once that bitch gives birth to a child, even if he divorces that yellow-faced woman, he may be able to compete with her child for the family property.
This is absolutely not possible. All the Gao family’s property belongs to her.
Ajie's eyes flashed fiercely, but she appeared gentle and charming on the surface. She gently clenched her fist and slowly punched Ayi's chest.
She snorted softly, "You are so bad!"
"I have something worse!" Ayi held out his hand, "You want a child so much, maybe this place is itchy, it's quite round."
“Hehehe!”
The two of them played around for a while, and Ah Jie's eyes moved slightly, and she quietly asked, "If you divorce that yellow-faced woman, what will you do when her children grow up and hate you?"
Ayi said nonchalantly, "The child is young, so just don't tell him. His mother is already fed up with him anyway."
"That yellow-faced woman will definitely not give up. What if she comes to see the child secretly?"
Ajie's small hand slowly brushed across Ayi's chest, "If his mother instigates something, you and your son will definitely become enemies."
"You will be old by then, and he will be young and strong. It is easy to dodge an open attack, but difficult to defend against a hidden arrow. If his family wants to harm you, won't it be easy?"
With just a few words, Ajie had a firm grasp on Ayi. This man was not only lustful and easily influenced, but more importantly, he was selfish and suspicious by nature.
Sure enough, Ayi was obviously hesitant and silent for a long time. He slowly turned his head and whispered, "What do you think we should do?"
"It's better to kill him!"
"Kill who? The big one?"
"No."
"Then kill the little one?"
"No."
"Who to kill then?"
"Kill them both."
What they didn't notice was that in the other room, a woman slowly turned her head. There were no traces of tears on her face, but instead she looked very indifferent.
She touched her belly, a trace of kindness appeared on her face, and in her right hand, a pair of scissors was bleeding slowly.
At her feet, an old woman glared at her with resentment, the deep scratches on her neck made her unable to utter a word.
On the table, a bowl of black tea made the woman's face distorted.
"You forgot! I saved you when I was picking herbs. It's been ten years, and I still remember the smell of these herbs!"
"You two will die!"