"Living in a treasured place brings prosperity for a thousand years, and blessing shines on the family, bringing prosperity to all."
"May everything go smoothly and may good fortune come to you."
"The people are safe and the country is prosperous, and the weather is good and the harvest is favorable."
"Ah, Master, your calligraphy, um..."
Russell stood on tiptoe behind Uncle Jiu, thinking hard, and finally found a very suitable adjective.
He clapped his hands and said, "This is just a bunch of idioms. I can't understand a single word!"
He was not talking nonsense. If you want to know about Uncle Jiu's calligraphy skills, just go and take a look at the talismans he drew.
I really can't understand it, let alone those vague traditional Chinese characters.
Facing Russell's complaints, Uncle Jiu ignored them and continued to write the couplet calmly.
It’s Chinese New Year, so it’s not customary to beat children.
Keep this in mind and do it after the New Year.
By the way, how much does this little bastard owe me
He continued to write seriously. Russell was still dancing on the cliff. After he solved the problems in Renjia Town, the end of the year was getting closer.
Look, Uncle Jiu has already started writing New Year’s couplets, and will post them on the door tomorrow afternoon after the New Year.
Russell looked at Uncle Jiu writing the couplet and suddenly his face was startled. He pointed at the four big characters he was writing and couldn't help but shout out.
"Master, Master, what are you doing!!!"
He suddenly covered his eyes with his hands, with a look of disgust on his face, "Oh my, I saw you writing about pornographic pictures every day, you are so dirty!"
He could see clearly that the four words written on the couplet were "天天色国".
I didn't expect that the honest and simple Uncle Jiu would be so introverted.
Faced with Russell's antics, Uncle Jiu's face darkened, and he directly used the brush to write on his little head, "Hehe, what on earth are you thinking about?"
Then, pointing to the yellow paper with the daily erotic pictures written on it, "Come, come, repeat after me, the country is beautiful and the sky is fragrant."
"ah!"
Russell scratched his head in surprise, as if he had suddenly realized something. "Master, it turns out that this should be read from right to left. That's amazing."
Uncle Nine: ...
"Go! Go! Go!"
Uncle Jiu felt a bit of a headache looking at Russell. When would he be able to change his mischievous nature
He couldn't help but remind her twice more, "You are nine years old now, not a child anymore. You need to be mature and steady, otherwise, it will be difficult for you to find a wife in the future."
"Looking for a wife?"
Russell blinked. "Then you can pinch as much as you want, right?"
It’s really not his fault. The more he used paper figures, the more sophisticated his skills became, and his paper wife became more and more beautiful.
Uncle Jiu was also speechless. He took a couplet from the table, placed it on the other side, and pressed it on top with a stone.
"This belongs to Mr. Zhou next door. He has been asking me for a couplet for a long time. When you are free, you can give it to him."
Uncle Jiu seemed to suddenly remember something, looked Russell up and down, and laughed out loud.
"Maybe you can even exchange it for a piece of candy when you go there later, hahahaha."
Only children get candy.
Faced with the master's blatant ridicule, Russell subconsciously curled his lips. The master was so narrow-minded.
It's almost New Year's Day, and he still doesn't forget to make fun of his apprentice, such a cute and innocent little apprentice.
"Oh, I see!"
Russell responded weakly, his eyes rolled around, and suddenly he had another bad idea in his mind.
He deliberately yelled, "Oh, Master, my armpit is a little itchy."
Then he stretched out his right hand, reached into his clothes, rubbed his armpit, and under Uncle Jiu's gaze, he actually took out a black mud ball.
Uncle Nine: ...
He stared at the mud ball in a daze for a long time, and finally uttered a word.
"Little Russell, have you fallen into a mud pit?"
As he spoke, he coughed calmly and quietly moved to the side.
Although that little look didn't say a word, it expressed disgust vividly.
Russell chuckled, "Master, this is a panacea, great stuff!"
He was not lying. This was the red iron relic Gu that he refined from Renjia Town. For a geomancer, it was a treasure.
Facing Russell's "sweet talk", Uncle Jiu was full of disdain, "Not even a dog would believe your words!"
Erhei, who was lying on a chair nearby, instantly pricked up his ears and barked a few times in response.
But the voice is getting weirder and weirder, not as cute as when I was little.
"Master, you have to believe me, this is really a panacea."
"Take it, take it. Even if I die, I won't eat it... Ugh, hahahaha!"
Uncle Jiu was still trying to refuse righteously, but then two claws appeared out from nowhere and nimbly grabbed his armpits.
Russell was quick-eyed and quick-handed. He made a three-point shot and threw the mud ball directly into Uncle Jiu's throat.
That sudden thing made Uncle Jiu's face turn green.
"Little zombie, run!"
Russell picked up the couplet on the table and ran away, leaving behind the confused little zombie who was pointing at his back and calling out anxiously.
The little zombie wanted to run, but it was too late. Uncle Jiu grabbed the collar from behind and hung him in the air.
Seeing Uncle Nine's unfriendly look, the little zombie subconsciously covered his eyes like someone else, and very loyally gave Russell five middle fingers.
"Oh, you are so stupid..."
Not only was he scolding Russell for being disloyal, but the paper man on his head was also constantly showing images.
A little paper man was crying there, as if expressing his grievances and the pitifulness of being coerced.
It seemed that this would earn Uncle Jiu's mercy and he would forgive him this time.
This seemed to be helpful, and the little zombie was slowly put down. He quietly put down his hands that were covering his eyes and observed the movements around him.
He saw Uncle Jiu standing behind him, his face looking extremely strange, his eyes wide open, his legs unsteady, and he sat down on the ground.
This scared the little zombie. He stretched out his hands and grabbed Uncle Jiu's neck, shaking it desperately.
"Liquid, you're still creeping!"
(Master, please don’t die!)
Uncle Nine: ...
The little zombie looked so cute and silly that it almost made Uncle Jiu laugh.
If something happens to me, will it help if you pinch my neck and shake me
Which idiot did you learn this from
Uncle Jiu wanted to open his mouth to speak, but something in his throat was churning. He could only calm down and mobilize the magic power in his body.
At this time, there was another sound of hurried footsteps in the yard. It turned out to be Qiu Sheng and Wencai.
"Ah, Master, what happened?"
"Is it because you haven't seen us for too long and you missed us too much?"
"What's that little zombie doing, eh? A welcoming ceremony?"
"We both got on it, and it was fun."
Uncle Nine: ...
Don't come over here, you two bastards! !