"This rain never stops. It's so annoying."
Si Mu poked his head out to look outside. It was drizzling. Ever since he moved to Miaojiang, it has rained from time to time.
It was very cold and rainy in the morning, then the sun came out at noon and it was cold again at night. It was really a torment for him, a southerner.
You know, he is from Guangdong! !
There is actually weather in this world that most people cannot accept...
"Well, I hear you nagging here every day."
A woman came out of the house and complained unhappily, "Have you watered the flowers today?"
"It's pouring."
The woman looked over following his gesture and saw a little zombie holding a kettle and watering the plants diligently...
"You've really had enough of letting zombies work for you. Don't you want to bother with the people who have destroyed your Maoshan Mountain?"
“Make the best use of it.”
Four eyes were leaning on the door sill, full of sadness. Times were changing so fast. No one could have imagined that the corpse-driving master who traveled all over the country in the past could only hide in Miaojiang.
The world outside is changing so fast!
In his heart, he was somewhat envious of the old monk Ikkyu, who had no worries and simply found a temple to stay in, sealed off the temple and beat the wooden fish all day long without any worries at all.
He couldn't sit still, but there was nothing else outside worth his hustle.
"You are still thinking about yourself. You are so old, don't you think about your daughter?"
Gillian complained for no reason, "Shufen is already in her twenties and still hanging out outside all day. Do you really want to leave her alone for the rest of her life?"
Although she was a Miao girl, she did not force her daughter to get married, have children, or stay at home like other girls.
But at least, there is someone I like and someone who accompanies me.
As a mother, she is always worried about her child working outside all day.
"I want to say that, but I don't know where she is."
Simu murmured quietly, "Do you think I'm like that little monster, knowing everything?"
As soon as he finished speaking, he stared in amazement at the man walking slowly towards him from a distance. He was holding a small umbrella and moving slowly in the rain. With the dim sky, he looked like a god descending to earth.
"Little lion cub?"
"It's my nephew!"
Russell smiled, and looked at the shocked Master Simu with great joy. Ever since he said goodbye to Uncle Nine, he had quietly sneaked into the mainland, walking and stopping, and finally arrived at Miaojiang.
He was still very familiar with this place.
The Liu Family from Miaojiang was his first stepping stone when he first entered the world of martial arts.
And it was in this place that he found the Miaojiang Wan Gu Book and the Chunqiu Gu. Unfortunately, Russell was a Taoist priest, and if it was Gu magic, he would be ecstatic.
The Chunqiu Gu has been sleeping all this time. For this kind of top-level Gu worm, it is normal to sleep for more than ten years.
Seeing Russell appear, Simu couldn't help but open his mouth wide, and then his expression was filled with worry, "Why did you come to the mainland? Are you trying to kill yourself!"
"I won't be here for long. I'll leave in a few days. It's okay."
Russell slowly raised his head and looked at the sky. Suddenly, the wind lightened and the clouds in the sky dissipated, revealing the long-lost sunshine.
Looking at this scene, Simu breathed a sigh of relief. This was undoubtedly a divine act.
He looked a little disappointed. "Forget it, you little monster. Uncle Master, you have already left me far behind. I can no longer guide you."
The difference between the two is so huge, just like that between a mortal and a deity. It is undoubtedly ridiculous for a mortal to instruct a deity on what to do.
"Come on, come on in, I'll ask Gillian to make you something delicious, our Miaojiang delicacy!"
"Isn't it some kind of poisonous insect?"
"Bullshit." Simu snorted, "That thing is very expensive, who would be willing to give it to you?"
Russell walked into the room and sat down. He turned around and saw the portrait of the great man on the table, as well as the iconic porcelain jar, and couldn't help laughing.
This time he was seen by Simu, and he shook his shoulders, "There is no other way, the current situation is like this, if this thing is not placed at home, there will be trouble everywhere."
"Speaking of this emperor..."
"Not the Emperor!"
"Oh, yes, this one... is strange as well."
Simu scratched his head. He had lived for almost fifty years and had seen four presidents. "Little nephew, can you calculate for me how long we will have to live like this?"
Hiding in the Miao territory all day, he felt like he was moldy and uncomfortable all over.
"At least another fifty years."
"Fifty years??"
Simu rolled his eyes and said, "You might as well kill me."
Russell sat aside and smiled without saying anything. The room was silent for a while, and then it was broken by Simu, "By the way, little nephew, what do you want to do this time?"
He didn't think that Russell came just to see him. There was no need for that since they had just met a month ago.
"I'm leaving, going to the underworld, to other realms."
Luo Su looked straight at Simu, "I have asked the master, he doesn't want to go. I have also seen the two brothers Qiu Sheng and Wen Cai, they are living well, have children, and have no thoughts about cultivation, they are sitting comfortably in a wealthy family, so I want to ask for the uncle's opinion?"
"What do you think?"
"Would you like to go to the underworld with me?"
Going to hell, this is definitely a bad thing to say. If anyone else asks it, they will definitely be pointed at and scolded.
But if you go to the underworld with Russell, that would be a great opportunity!
Longevity is no longer a dream.
He is over forty years old and his health is not as good as before. The aging is visible to the naked eye and can be felt.
Simu's heart was moved, but he did not make a decision. Instead, he turned his head to look at Gillian who was busy in the kitchen.
At this time, Gillian slowly turned her head. She was not a vase. Before meeting Simu, she was a saint of Miaojiang with extraordinary talent. Although she was delayed for a few years, she had been practicing hard in the past ten years and finally entered the realm of Earth Master.
She heard clearly the conversation between Russell and Simu. Looking at Simu's eyes, Gillian nodded firmly.
Although she is not the type who follows her husband wherever he goes, she is still very persistent in love, otherwise she would not have waited for Simu with her daughter for more than ten years.
She knew very well whether Simu was happy or not in Miaojiang during these years.
Miaojiang is not suitable for Simu.
There was no better choice before, and he was naturally averse to the foreign languages spoken by foreigners. He had originally decided to go to Hong Kong, but due to insufficient conditions, he ultimately did not go.
Now that she had a better choice, she naturally no longer restrained herself and nodded firmly.
"By the way, where is that girl Shufen?"
"Her."
Speaking of his daughter, Simu looked at Russell with a strange expression, "I told her that you went to another world, and she burst into tears. She ran away with that little girl and said she wanted to dig up your body."
…
Russell smiled immorally. Uncle Simu said that he went to another world, but in fact he went to the underworld, to Neimao.
Those two little guys actually thought they were dead
Better to go to the grave and dig up the body
Ha ha ha ha.
"Then Uncle Master, please get ready. I roughly know where those two little girls are."
"Just remember. That crazy girl is always wandering outside and never comes back to see us. When she comes back, come and have dinner with us~"
"good!"