Russell was like a rootless duckweed, floating between heaven and earth. Only now did he understand why his uncle would light a stick of incense every time he practiced.
It is said that it is a calming incense.
Russell originally thought that it had a similar effect to his technique of purifying the mind and removing desires, and was used to clear the mind of distracting thoughts.
Now he understood that the thing was used to calm the mind and soul.
Gusts of cold wind blew, and Russell felt a biting chill. He felt as if the temperature was 40 degrees below zero and he had fallen into an ice cave. His heart was chilled to the bone.
Master, help!
As soon as Russell opened his mouth, gusts of cold wind blew towards him. He could only close his mouth and pray silently in his heart.
A golden light came from the backyard, which was particularly bright in the dark night. Russell suddenly felt a lot warmer and was no longer shivering in the cold wind.
He opened his mouth wide and looked at the golden house. What happened
A gentle voice came from the golden room, "It turned out to be Xiao Fengjiao's apprentice, practicing Yin Spirit, and not guarding beside! What nonsense!"
A golden figure floated in the air, hazy and unclear.
Luo Su was startled, and his face suddenly brightened. "Luo Su greets the Grandmaster. This is our first meeting. I wonder if the Grandmaster has any gift for us?"
The golden figure's body obviously froze, as if shocked by Russell's shamelessness.
He waved his hand, and Luo Shu felt a slap on the back of his head out of nowhere, and the whole person flew away.
"Little monkey, just as clever as Xiao Fengjiao, but."
The figure pondered for a moment, "I remember that little naughty monkey was only eight years old, and he has already reached the Yin God level after practicing Taoism for only half a month. This speed is almost catching up with me, the ancestor."
Back then, it took him eight months to cultivate to the level of Yin Shen.
There is not much difference between half a month and eight months.
The figures gradually disappeared, leaving only murmurs, "Interesting, another genius like me?"
“Blessed be Maoshan!”
Russell was slapped far away and directly into a house. As soon as he entered the house, the whistling wind stopped and Russell stood firm.
A large white mass suddenly appeared in front of him.
Russell was startled and looked carefully. He was immediately disappointed. It turned out to be his master's white butt.
Uncle Jiu is taking a bath!
At this moment, a warm feeling surged into his heart. Russell quickly took a few breaths and practiced according to the mantra of the Shangqing Dadong Sutra.
The warm current flowed faster and faster, and soon spread throughout Russell's body. At this moment, Russell felt like he was soaking in a hot spring, extremely comfortable, and his mind and soul felt powerful.
Russell suddenly realized that this heat flow was most likely a greeting gift from the ancestor.
He couldn't help feeling proud of himself. Fortunately, he had a thick skin, otherwise, he wouldn't have gotten such a great benefit.
It’s true!
If you have no shame, you are invincible!
At this time, Uncle Jiu was still humming a little tune and taking a leisurely bath, and he had no idea that something had run into his room.
Although he has the Dharma Eye, it consumes a lot of his spiritual energy. Who would keep the Dharma Eye open all the time
It’s just like a decent person installing a surveillance camera. Who would keep staring at it
Unless there's a pretty girl in it.
The same was true for Uncle Jiu, who was taking a leisurely bath. Today had been very busy for him.
Early in the morning, before daybreak, I was called to exorcise ghosts.
After finally finishing the work, he went to discuss things with the corpse sewist and arranged the funeral.
These are all troublesome things.
Paper money will be printed at night, and after these people are buried, they will be burned and taken away with them.
When you get to the underworld, you will have some money in your hands, so you can build up a business and make a living there.
If you don't have a penny on you, you may not even be able to enter the gates of hell. You have to stay outside and do hard labor. Only when you earn enough money can you enter the gates of hell, wash away your sins, walk across the Naihe Bridge, and drink a bowl of Mengpo soup.
Without Uncle Jiu's help, it might have taken hundreds of years just like those ghosts.
Uncle Jiu lay back and bought a large bathtub specially for taking a comfortable bath.
As a man, when there is no woman around, you should be nicer to yourself.
Be a refined man.
He was enjoying the bath when he suddenly felt a slight chill on his neck. Uncle Jiu subconsciously slapped him and the chill disappeared.
He narrowed his eyes and slowly turned around. If you encounter this situation, remember not to turn around quickly, as it will easily put out the fire on your shoulder.
People are three parts afraid of ghosts, and ghosts are seven parts afraid of people. It is because of the two balls of fire on the shoulders and the ball of fire on the head that normal ghosts dare not enter a person's body, let alone harm a person.
Uncle Jiu shrugged his nose, looking a little puzzled. He often dealt with ghosts and was already familiar with the smell of ghosts.
The smell of fairies is the easiest to distinguish, and ghosts also have a special feeling, but he can't feel any of these!
What's going on
"Edict!"
Uncle Jiu waved his sword and gently touched his eyes, and his Dharma eyes were opened instantly.
After a quick glance, there was nothing unusual in the room, and no trace of any ghosts, as if everything just now was an illusion.
He turned around a few times but didn't find anything unusual.
"That's weird."
Uncle Jiu slowly let down his guard, thinking that he was just too tired during the day and had hallucinations at night. After all, it was just cold wind on his neck, so it shouldn't be a big deal.
He slowly lay back down, closed his eyes, and thought quietly.
Wencai is old, dull, and slow in speaking. He is not cut out for business, nor is he a good monk. Perhaps he should be allowed to start a family and build a career.
I will go back and find a good Feng Shui location, buy him a good house, marry him off to a wife, and let him live out his days as a wealthy man. He may not be too rich, but at least he will have no worries about food and clothing for the rest of his life.
Qiu Sheng is a smooth talker who has some talent for Taoism, but he is too obsessed with worldly affairs and unable to concentrate on Taoism. He is an unpolished jade.
Uncle Jiu thought to himself that he might need to make some arrangements to make Qiu Sheng behave himself and not let him be so impatient anymore.
This is not a good thing.
How to change a person's personality
Uncle Jiu couldn't help but think of the dramas he often watched, where a hero saves a beauty, but even a hero cannot resist the temptation of a beauty.
Well, that’s a good idea. I’ll arrange it after a while. Even if there are no beauties, are there not enough female ghosts
As for the young apprentice Russell
Uncle Jiu couldn't help but feel a little relieved. The boy was sensible and intelligent, and had an extraordinary talent in making paper figures. Maybe he could make a name for himself with paper figures and become another ancestor of Maoshan.
I, Lin Jiu, have a successor!
He had just sighed when he heard a strange sound. He opened his eyes and saw a piece of white paper floating down from the roof.
Uncle Jiu stretched out his hand and took the white paper steadily. There was a picture of a person on the paper, without any clothes, white and round, with three big words next to it.
Lin Fengjiao!
"squeak!"
Uncle Jiu gritted his teeth in anger, and with his eyes wide open, he saw Russell on the beam, holding his belly and laughing.
He silently withdrew his previous thought, turned around, and pulled out the long belt on his pants next to the bathtub.
today!
Kill the disciple to prove his truth!