"cough!"
Uncle Jiu coughed dryly and quickly turned away Russell's curious little face with his hand.
He was just afraid that Russell's cultivation would improve too much and surpass him as his master.
Although it is a good thing that the disciple is better than the master, Russell is too young and Uncle Jiu can't afford to give him the face.
So, he ate and ate as much as he could.
I want to use the skills of the Liuku Immortal Thief to improve my own strength, and surpass Russell as much as possible.
The Liuku Immortal Thief lived up to his high expectations for the legendary ability, and his cultivation level improved rapidly.
Uncle Jiu was very happy, and then continued to eat and eat.
Then he got fat!
Although he didn't become fat, he became visibly rounder.
"It's embarrassing, it's embarrassing in front of my little disciple."
Uncle Jiu secretly cried out in his heart, his face turned a little red, and he was too embarrassed to explain the reason to Russell.
Faced with Russell's curious eyes, he could only force himself to change the subject.
"Ah, Russell, what's going on with the coffin behind you? Are you trying to send a coffin to the master again?"
Speaking of this, Uncle Jiu felt a little helpless. Before he died, little Russell had already prepared a coffin for him.
If you count this one, there are not many, about a dozen or so.
Well, I have to give Russell a note!
Russell's joyful expression condensed, and he whispered, "Inside this coffin, yes, yes..."
"What is it?"
"It's the body of my uncle."
"What!"
Uncle Jiu was in a trance, and staggered downstairs. Russell lowered his head and did not dare to say anything, and followed behind him.
Uncle Jiu had no idea how many times he had seen the red coffin on the car, because he had it made by someone else, and there was only one coffin shop in Renjia Town.
Uncle Jiu has been making coffins made by the coffin maker for more than ten years. He is very familiar with them and they look very familiar.
But, I never expected that he would use it to pretend to be his junior fellow apprentice! !
Uncle Jiu placed his hand on the coffin, and his whole body began to tremble. He did not dare to open it for a long time.
I was so sad that I couldn't help crying.
"Simu, you! How did you die! Simu!"
Russell:
Four eyes:
At this moment, not only Russell was dazed, even Simu, who came late from not far away, had a dazed look on his face.
He had a strange look on his face as he watched Uncle Jiu wailing while holding the coffin and calling his name with a sad face.
Although I know it was a mistake, why does it feel weird
“Senior Brother!”
Simu walked in and shouted, then put his hand on Uncle Jiu's shoulder, which scared Uncle Jiu so much that he turned around and kicked him.
"ah!"
"Don't hit me, I'm your senior brother!"
"How dare you, you daring monster, pretend to be my junior brother? I'll kick you, I'll kick you, I'll kick you..."
Looking at Uncle Nine who was kicking vigorously, Russell felt that the scene in front of him was familiar, as if he had seen it somewhere.
…
"Alas, everyone has his own destiny."
Uncle Jiu looked at Tulong's corpse and sighed, feeling a little sad. After all, he was a fellow apprentice who grew up with him, but now he had become a corpse.
Separation between life and death often comes so suddenly.
Simu covered his eyes with one hand, bared his teeth, and muttered softly, "Brother, you are so cruel!"
"I didn't mean to do that."
Uncle Jiu turned around, put his hands behind his back, and a smile appeared on the corners of his mouth.
I've been annoyed with you for a long time, as you show your affection to me through paper dolls every day.
You even mocked me for being single. Do you know your senior brother’s last name
Seeing Uncle Jiu's look, Russell breathed a sigh of relief for no reason, and was a little confused, "Master, aren't you sad?"
"What are you sad about?"
Uncle Jiu looked at Russell in surprise, "You mean slaying the dragon?"
"He has always relied on his Taoist magic to do evil things. I had already predicted that he would suffer this disaster."
"Let him die. Make amends for his mistakes in the underworld. There will still be a chance for reincarnation in the future."
"I just don't know if we will have the chance to meet again, alas."
Uncle Jiu was not as sad as Russell imagined, because there is an underworld in this world and people may not be seen again after death.
As a Taoist priest, he is very indifferent to life and death. After death, people can be reincarnated and can be seen in the underworld.
He suddenly seemed to remember something, turned around abruptly, and rubbed Russell's little head violently with his hands.
"You little bastard, you always want to play a prank on your master. Humph, now that you are back, help me share some of the work."
"Don't touch your head. You won't grow taller if you touch your head."
Facing Uncle Jiu's bad behavior, Russell could only pout and express his dissatisfaction, "What can you do?"
"Well, Renjia Town is too far away. From now on, you will be responsible for the ghosts in Renjia Town, as well as the Feng Shui and grave relocation issues."
Uncle Jiu raised his eyebrows and said, "Renjia Town, I have lived there for more than ten years. I have swept away all the demons and monsters. You just need to go there every few days."
He is not bragging. He has lived in Renjia Town for more than ten years. All the monsters and demons around him who have committed crimes have basically been sent to the underworld.
Otherwise, how do you think he became a bank boss
That would cost 10,000 Yinde points, many of which he had earned through hard work.
The reason why he moved from Renjia Town to Jiuquan Town was, on the one hand, because his junior fellow apprentice was away on a long journey and there was no one to guard Jiuquan Town.
On the other hand, there were no ghosts causing trouble in Renjia Town, and Russell was not around, so Uncle Jiu felt itchy.
"ah?"
Russell couldn't help but be dumbfounded. Going to Renjia Town every few days was a bit too much for a little otaku like him.
His eyes rolled around and he glanced at Simu with ill intent, asking Simu to be the one to suppress the Ren family.
Oh, I'm such a genius!
Before Russell could speak, Simu covered his stomach and screamed, "Oh, Brother, you hit my eyes so hard."
Russell: …
"Ah Jiao, hurry up, come and help me, ouch, my eyes, no, my stomach hurts so much."
Simu's acting was quite exaggerated. His wife Gillian covered her mouth and smiled, and they cooperated very well. They left the cemetery under Russell's resentful eyes.
Shufen also made a face, turned around and ran away.
You are a good uncle, you are a good Shufen, I, Russell, have treated you well, I just cheated you a little bit from time to time, right
Too much!
His eyes rolled around and he bent down quietly, trying to slip away. But before he took two steps, he felt a pain on the back of his neck and his whole body was suspended in the air.
A face appeared next to him, and Uncle Jiu narrowed his eyes, "Little Russell, where do you want to go?"
Russell suddenly became exhausted, "Master, Renjia Town is not far away, why do you want me to go there?"
"Hey, little Russell, who told you to fly?"
"I can fly, but you also have a horse!" Russell gestured with his hands, as if he was afraid that Uncle Jiu had forgotten, "That paper horse runs very fast."
"You mean the paper horse?"
Uncle Jiu suddenly realized, "Did I?"
Russell: …
brazen.
"You didn't?"
Looking at Russell's depressed little eyes, Uncle Jiu was rarely happy.
"Ah, it seems that my horse needs to eat grass, so it can't run for a year or so. I'm sorry to have worked so hard for you."
Paper horse eating grass, do you think I'm a child
Why don't you shoe your horse
"Hey, little Russell, since you don't say anything, I'll take that as your consent. Okay, it's settled." Uncle Jiu smiled and reached out to rub Russell's little head again.
"You are truly a good disciple of your master."