I am working hard to cultivate immortality in Uncle Jiu's world!

Chapter 307: Mr. Ren, please have tea

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Russell said that he would severely stop the little zombie's behavior of "disrespecting teachers and ancestors" and "doing whatever he wants" and firmly resist such bad behavior.

But I still feel a little regretful. If I were still a child, maybe I could take advantage of the chaos to kick him a few times.

Russell remembered that when he was naughty in the past, he was often beaten by Uncle Jiu, and his buttocks became round.

Now that I'm grown up, I'm too embarrassed to even step on it.

The main reason is that the feet are too big, which is different from the little zombies, and they can be recognized with just one foot.

Alas, what a great pity!

"Master, I'm here to save you!"

Russell quickly stepped forward to help, and with some playfulness and noise, he and Uncle Nine finally managed to safely control the little zombie as the onlookers watched.

"hiss!"

Uncle Jiu touched his face from time to time. There were bruises on it, which were caused by the beatings from the little zombie when he was subduing it just now.

I don’t know if it was because the potion was too powerful that made the little zombie become extremely ferocious and powerful.

The most important thing is that this little thing is Uncle Jiu’s sweet treasure, and Uncle Jiu is reluctant to use Taoism and can only use strength.

So, Uncle Jiu experienced what it meant to kill a master with random punches.

If Russell hadn't held the little zombie tightly, the little thing would have stripped Uncle Jiu's pants off.

Well, the underwear is red. Don’t ask Russell how he knew that. If you want to know, just say that the little zombie is awesome.

Anyway, Russell definitely couldn't tell anyone about this because someone threatened him and made him blind and dumb.

After sending away a large group of onlookers, the entire charity cemetery became quiet.

Russell curiously circled around the little zombie several times, his eyes full of curiosity, and he touched it everywhere from time to time.

This Western medicine is quite amazing!

I heard from that French doctor that the potion was extracted from vampires, just for the purpose of winning the Nobel Prize.

Russell directly let him see Nobel in person in his dream. When the guy walked, he staggered with a dazed and unbelievable look on his face.

"Master, the little zombie seems to have become smarter!"

The look in Russell's eyes when he looked at the little zombie seemed particularly smart, and his body was much more flexible than before, and even his lower body seemed to have become a lot bigger.

Hiss, I seem to have looked in the wrong place.

Anyway, the little zombie's eyes became more and more resentful. Russell was shameless and kept touching the little zombie with his hands, trying to see if there was anything unusual.

"Hey, little zombie, I'm doing this for your own good. Have you ever heard of the story after the rain?"

Russell started talking nonsense, rubbing the little zombie's back with his hands to wash the boy's urine off his body. Don't ask where it came from.

Looking at the corner of the yard, Qiu Sheng Wencai with his hands on his head, and Uncle Jiu with a unfriendly look on his face, you will understand everything.

These two guys, they understand everything.

Anyway, Russell won’t have a headache, he’s not my apprentice, hehehe.

"After taking a shower, you must dry yourself off, otherwise you will easily catch a cold."

Russell hummed a little tune, stripped the little zombie naked, slowly wiped the water off, with a different look in his eyes.

This is becoming more and more like a person.

After scolding his own children, Wolong and Fengchu, Uncle Jiu turned away and sniffed himself quietly.

Hmm, no taste.

He then nodded in satisfaction and walked straight to the little zombie. The little zombie was so scared that he covered his eyes with his hands and didn't dare to look at all.

As if realizing something, he quickly lowered his hand to cover his lower body.

"It's so small, what's there to cover?"

Uncle Jiu snorted, remembering the unpleasant experience of being beaten just now, and spoke in a much more dignified manner.

But even though he was angry, he still walked around the little zombie in surprise, his eyes full of disbelief.

Although the little zombie was smart before, he was not so smart as to feel ashamed.

This is exactly like Russell when he was a child.

Uncle Jiu looked thoughtful, and his face suddenly became very serious, "Russell, this matter is very serious, you should pack your luggage quickly, we will leave today!"

The little zombies have higher intelligence, which is a very serious problem as they can be easily spied on.

After saying that, Uncle Jiu quickly walked back to his room and packed his things.

Russell believed it until Qiu Sheng muttered something in a low voice.

"Master, you are such a good exaggerator. It's just that the little zombie took off your pants, and it's just that we splashed boy urine on you..."

"That's right, I think the master was afraid that others would mention his embarrassing things, so he left at night."

Wencai added on the side that the two of them had been following Uncle Jiu the longest, so they naturally knew how concerned they were about their uncle’s reputation.

After something like this happened, why don’t you just run away

Russell suddenly realized, and just when the two were still thinking about what to say, a cough came from inside the house. The three of them looked at each other tacitly, and no one dared to mention it again.

Next up, it’s fried bamboo shoots with meat.

...

"Master, aren't you going to take those things with you?"

Qiu Sheng looked at the pots and pans, a large number of daily necessities, various Western-style lamps and furniture in the farmhouse, his face full of confusion.

Even if I can't take these things away, it's much better to sell them than to leave them here gathering dust.

Uncle Jiu shook his head, looked around to see if there was anyone around, and quickly ran into the carriage, fearing that someone would see him.

"Let's go. This house is left to Simu. Jiuquan Town will have to wait for him to take charge in the future!"

Uncle Jiu looked back and couldn't help but feel emotional.

He has lived in Renjia Town for more than ten years and originally thought that he would stay in this place for several years, but he never expected that his apprentice was so hardworking!

Without the monsters and ghosts, there seems to be some feng shui work.

But when he thought of Russell, Uncle Jiu took a deep look at the house and directly drew the curtains, without any more thoughts.

When people reach middle age, they don't want to live a bumpy life and always want a stable life. If it weren't for livelihood, who would be willing to leave their hometown

This is true for ordinary people, let alone an old otaku like him!

Alas, it’s time to go and see my dear fellow Taoists.

I haven't seen you for many years and I miss you so much.

I wonder how those idiots are doing now

Everyone left quietly, but before they left Jiuquan Town, they were caught up by a carriage, which turned out to be Ren Tingting's.

She looked very happy and had obviously dressed up specially today.

"Uncle Jiu, are you going back to Renjia Town today?"

"Go back, stay there for a day, and take care of your grandfather's problem."

"That's great!"

Ren Tingting's eyes were like crescent moons when she smiled. She glanced at Russell without leaving any trace. "Let's go together. I also need to go home. It will be safer if I go with you guys."

Uncle Jiu saw everything and shook his head helplessly. His previous worries seemed to have come true.

"Let's go back to Renjia Town!"

Let's go together. We are all going the same way, so we can travel together and take care of each other.

...

"Uncle Jiu, have you ever had coffee?"

Ren Tingting suddenly seemed to remember something and asked.

"What is that?"

"Ah, how should I put it, it's foreign tea. Daddy asked me to invite you and Su Ge to drink foreign tea together."

"Your name is Luo Susu? Hahaha, this little bastard is only 9 years old this year!"

Ren Tingting's strange name almost made Russell laugh, and Uncle Jiu couldn't help laughing.

"Nine years old?? Hehe, that's really great!"

"ah?"

Jiu Shu, Qiu Sheng, and Wencai were all stunned. This, this, they didn’t quite understand, but they felt greatly shocked.