"Master, I have something very serious to tell you!"
Early in the morning, Russell found Uncle Jiu with a serious expression. He looked so serious, as if something had happened.
Uncle Jiu was also stunned and couldn't help but become nervous. He had never seen Russell so nervous before.
Could it be that something unexpected happened in his cultivation
This is my precious bag!
Uncle Jiu looked at Russell nervously and asked with concern, "Russell, what happened? Are you hurt?"
Russell shook his head and pointed at something above his head.
Something was sleeping soundly, holding Russell's hair, curled up like a cat.
"Master, I didn't sleep last night. I seriously suspect that she is definitely a naughty child!"
Russell said this solemnly, pointing at his dark circles under his eyes with his little finger in grievance. This little brat was very cunning. He asked the paper doll to hug her, but she recognized him at the first sight.
Russell finally understood what it meant to cry like a ghost or a wolf after hearing the constant crying. It was really annoying.
And so, something lay comfortably on his head all night.
Russell was so angry that he gritted his teeth. In front of him, it was always others who suffered losses. When had he ever suffered such a big loss
Of course, we have to rule out the possibility that some shameless whore pushed him out of bed.
Because Xiao Hei is not a human being!
Uncle Jiu was originally very nervous, but after listening to Russell's crying, he couldn't help but want to laugh immorally.
Little Russell, you have come to this day, woohoo!
Uncle Jiu glanced and thought, the little devil has found the big devil. How can he possibly stop such a fun thing
He coughed lightly, suppressed his laughter, and comforted Russell, "Russell, you have to be patient, it will be fine when she grows up."
As he was talking, Uncle Jiu's stomach bulged and his face turned red, looking particularly strange.
Russell looked at him suspiciously. He always suspected that Uncle Jiu was laughing at him on purpose.
When I think of the little devil above my head, if I wait for her to grow up, won’t it take many, many, many years for me to live happily ever after
Every day feels like a year, so I am living forever in disguise...
When Russell thought of the miserable days ahead, he couldn't help but feel sick. His face was full of grievance, and he pitifully held Uncle Jiu's hand.
"master!!"
Russell's tears were about to flow out, "Why don't we send her away to Zhegu, doesn't she know how to raise a spirit baby?"
"Um?"
Uncle Jiu narrowed his eyes, "Little Russell, who told you this?"
Zhe Gu is his junior sister and has been raising a spirit baby, but he has never mentioned this matter in front of Russell.
Ever since eight years ago, when Zhe Gu wanted to accept Luo Su as her last disciple but was rejected by Uncle Jiu, the two have not had any contact since then.
Although the dojo is nearby and they are fellow apprentices, they do not visit as often as their traveling junior brother Qianhe, not to mention their frequent visitors Simu.
Looking at Uncle Jiu's unfriendly eyes, Russell's heart skipped a beat. What should he do
His eyes rolled and he muttered to himself, I'm sorry, Brother Wencai!
"It was Wencai who said that Zhegu is your old lover!"
Uncle Jiu's face darkened, and he immediately believed it. He stretched out his arm and waved it, "Little Russell, let's put this matter aside for now. Wait for me to deal with something."
As he said this, he turned around and looked around the wall, picked up a stick, frowned and shook his head, "It's too thin!"
Russell looked at the stick that was almost as thick as his fist. It was not a stick at all, it was almost like a small tree.
Is this still thin
Russell couldn't help but sweating on his forehead. My goodness, with one more hit of the stick, Wencai is going to be turned into Wencun.
"Master, Master, don't be impulsive, don't be impulsive!"
Russell hurriedly hugged Uncle Jiu's thigh and said, "Let's think about the problem of this naughty child. If we don't take care of her, she will be scared to death!"
He was telling the truth. A newborn ghost like this cannot be seen in the light, and it is best for it to grow up in a place with extremely strong yin energy.
For example, the evil position, for example, the tomb.
Of course, it’s not a haunted house. The reason why it’s called a haunted house is probably because there is a heavy yin energy inside and because there is a big treasure inside.
Do you think this big darling is a boy or a girl? Is he willing to fencing with you
The little ghost held Russell tightly and refused to let go because it was the negative energy attracted by him. Russell had a lot of ghosts on him!
Russell knew Uncle Jiu's character very well. He was a face-conscious, narrow-minded, and not a rigid person. After having little Russell as his apprentice, life became much more relaxed than before.
The most important thing is that he is easily influenced by others and has a soft heart. He cannot bear to see others suffer.
Sure enough, after Russell said that, Uncle Jiu's thoughts were immediately interrupted. He took a closer look and found that the little brat was much more unreal than the one he saw last night.
well!
Uncle Jiu threw the stick in his hand to the ground, muttering, "You're lucky. I'll save this for you first."
Haha, the arrogant Uncle Nine!
Russell glanced secretly. Wencai owed one leg last time and he owed another one this time. So where should he hit next time
Well, I am dirty and unclean!
Uncle Jiu looked at Russell's strange reason and snorted twice, "You call this little brat a naughty kid, is he naughty as you? Back then... you were also a good kid."
After hearing what he said, Russell withdrew the soul-catching rope in his hand with satisfaction. He felt a little embarrassed that his master always praised him like this.
After showing off in front of the master for a while, the two of them finally came up with a solution that was not a solution.
Ask Sugarcane Girl for help.
Uncle Jiu was also helpless. Although he knew how to raise a little ghost, he only needed to place an jar in front of the incense table.
But that jar was not an ordinary jar, but a specially refined magical weapon that could automatically absorb yin energy and block yang energy.
However, it is not easy to make such a jar. Not to mention the troublesome materials, the refining time alone is not short.
By the time it's finished refining, the little ghost will probably be gone.
At this point, there is only one solution, which is to borrow a jar from Aunt Zhe. This is something Uncle Jiu will never do.
But he has a killer weapon, and a super killer weapon.
hey-hey!
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"Junior brother, why did Master look at me strangely just now?"
Wencai was a little confused. Although he was a little stupid, the look in his master's eyes just now was really scary.
"Of course it's because you're so handsome!"
Russell walked dejectedly on the road. He felt that he had been betrayed by Uncle Jiu because he was the killer that Uncle Jiu mentioned.
Uncle Jiu said it well, little Russell, you are so handsome, all you have to do is act cute and you can get the jar easily, right
hey-hey!
Am I, Russell, the kind of person who makes a living by my looks
When Russell thought of the little devil jumping around on his head, he couldn't help but sigh to the sky.
I really don’t want to make a living by relying on my looks!
Just as Russell was sighing, he suddenly heard Wencai's strange cry, "Junior brother, what is that?"
He looked forward with horror on his face and hugged Russell tightly with both hands, strangling Russell so much that he couldn't help sticking out his tongue.
If it was a woman, Russell would enjoy this feeling, but what if it was a literary talent
"Are you going to strangle me?"
Russell rolled his eyes and spoke in a bad tone. Wencai then realized what was going on and let go of his hand awkwardly.
It was not an easy task to borrow the jar from Aunt Zhe, because Russell didn't know the way, and Uncle Jiu was too concerned about his reputation and refused to lead the way no matter what.
There is no other way but to let senior brother Wencai take over and be the person who carries the Gaode map.
Why not let Qiu Sheng lead the way
He hadn't visited his master for several days. He had been busy with a great cause that was sought after by thousands of young girls and benefited hundreds of millions of women - developing cosmetics.
Russell had experienced a crazy era and witnessed the madness of the four major evil spells in Asia. This was a quick way to make money.
It makes money much faster than doing business. Although ordinary people are generally poor now, there are always a few rich people.
The most important thing is that this thing can also be used to raise capital in foreign countries and make a lot of money.
The cost is one penny, but I sell it for ten taels of silver. This is called wisdom, this is called a patent!
Are you okay, my friend
Let Wencai lead the way, but the key is that he is afraid of heights. He screamed in fear as soon as Russell took him up to the sky.
There was no other choice but to ride a horse, and he could only ride one horse, because Wencai did not have enough magic power to control the paper horse as he wished.
As for why Russell didn't help
Let me take a nap, I'm a little sleepy.
He touched his neck and looked in the direction Wencai pointed. He wanted to see what kind of monster it was.
He saw a red figure wandering on a mountain path in the distance, and Russell could vaguely smell a strange smell.
He sniffed carefully twice and found that he had never smelled such a smell before. It was like a ghost!
In order to eat delicious food, Russell maxed out his gourmet skills so much that he could pretend to be the Cooking Master Boy.
With the help of magic power, his five senses have surpassed the limits of human beings. It is not an exaggeration to call them the nose of god and the tongue of god.
Once you smell a smell, you will remember it, but this smell is something he has never smelled before.
Russell did not dare to be careless. After all, the world of martial arts was extremely dangerous. Although he had never been there before, he had seen it in Gu Long's novels.
Oh my god, all the top masters in the world have fallen into the trap of poison.
Russell held his breath and watched closely. The white figure in the distance was getting closer and closer, and it also made strange noises.
Because he was closer, he could hear it more clearly. It was the sound of suona!
The suona used for mourning!
Oh no!
Russell's eyes narrowed. Would he encounter the legendary Ghost King getting married
Is it necessary to be so melodramatic
It doesn't matter if it's just the Ghost King, but I'm afraid that the Ghost King will bring hundreds of troops with him. By then, Russell will be laughed to death.
Russell expressed his contempt for such despicable tactics. If you have the guts, bring more ghosts. I can bear it!
"Fuck it, it's posted today!"
Russell quickly took out the paper man from his arms. These ghosts were all energy points. He had been waiting for this day for too long.
The hundreds of paper figures in their arms had been folded for a long time, and their swords had long been thirsty for energy.
He was not afraid, but Wencai next to him was dumbfounded. He just felt that the mountains and forests in the distance were a little weird.
But now he could see clearly that not far away, there were dozens of people in white clothes swaying in the air, playing the suona non-stop.
The piercing sound and the sad feeling were as if someone was being buried.
Wencai's face turned pale. He found that every time he went out with his junior brother, it was particularly exciting.
The last time they came out, they encountered a dozen yellow foxes surrounding them.
This time, dozens of ghosts came from the opposite side at once.
How did he know it was a ghost? Isn't that nonsense
Wencai thought he was foolish, but he would never think that the thing floating in the air was a person, not a ghost.
You can say I'm silly, but you can't say I'm stupid!
Wencai looked at the group of ghosts approaching step by step, and couldn't help but want to turn around and run away while carrying Russell, just like he did four months ago.
Russell patted him on the shoulder. Wencai originally thought that his junior brother was going to say something encouraging, saying that he could handle everything, and his eyes sparkled with hope.
Unexpectedly, the junior brother sighed deeply, "Brother, we can't run away. There is another wave behind us."
What
Wencai was stunned. He couldn’t even defeat the dozens of ghosts in front of him, and now there are more
He turned his neck stiffly, and sure enough, just as his junior brother had said, he saw a red figure floating in the distance.
She was wearing a red wedding gown and riding in a sedan chair carried by eight people, which was very grand. Although there was also suona playing, it seemed particularly festive.
If it were any other time, Wencai might have paid some money and asked for some wedding candy to enjoy the joy of marriage.
But now, when Wencai thought of the ghost who was barely wearing white clothes but playing the mournful suona, his face became sad.
It’s cold!
I haven't used my private money yet!
Russell touched his nose and wondered when he had such a bad taste that he always criticized Wencai every day.
These are my beloved relatives, friends, brothers and sisters!
The sounds of joy and funeral suona were getting closer and closer. Russell felt a little upset. Wencai beside him was even worse. He could not sit still and almost fainted and fell off his horse several times.
If Russell hadn't been holding him, he might have fallen.
Russell gradually realized that something was wrong. This might not be an ordinary ghost. A familiar picture flashed through his mind.
He couldn't help but blurt out, "Red and White Devils?"
It had been too long, so Russell didn't recognize it at first glance and just thought it was an ordinary ghost. However, the annoying suona sound made him sober up a lot.
The Red and White Evils are not two ghosts, one black and one white, like the Black and White Impermanence, but two teams, one happy and one sad.
How many ghosts a team has depends entirely on luck.
The most powerful ones in this team are Hongsha and Baisha. Hongsha refers to a bride who died unexpectedly in a wedding, while Baisha refers to a young man who died unexpectedly in a funeral.
Weddings and funerals are two times when emotions are extremely extreme. When the two meet, it is even more extreme.
Russell looked solemn. He held Wencai tightly and quietly retreated to the side riding the paper horse. He was fighting against so many people alone, and there were two powerful ones at that.
After some calculations, I think my chance of winning is 98%. No, I will definitely die. I can’t fight.
He chose to back down, but the Red and White Devils tacitly surrounded him and trapped Russell in the middle.
One side was carrying the bridal sedan, the other side was carrying the coffin, one side was wailing, the other side was playing music for the dead. Wencai was holding his head and wailing in agony, and anger flashed in Russell's eyes.
"Bold monster!"
There is a road to heaven but you don't take it, so you break in from hell. Do you really think I'm a child
Paper Escape—The Art of 1.4 Billion Paper People!
ps: Oh, oh, today because... let me think about why I didn’t update more.
Falsehood: In the boss group at night, the bosses were giving lectures, saying that Wan Jun only needed to have hands, and they gave a lot of guidance.
The novice author was confused at first, but then I felt that what the master said was right and benefited a lot from it.
The truth: I watched the big guys bragging and forgot about the water group. Forgive me, Amen.
Before I knew it, I already owed ten chapters and 40,000 words.
Tomorrow, the author must work hard on typing, otherwise the little calf will be 0.01 inch shorter.
There are so many big guys in the group, and quality is the threshold. Wan Jun travels around and suddenly feels the meaning of struggle in life.
Go, update more!