"So, Master, you let him go?"
Russell was somewhat disappointed with Uncle Jiu's decision, but he tilted his head and thought about it, and then he felt it was normal. After all, that man was just swindling people under the guise of Uncle Jiu's apprentice.
Uncle Jiu is a soft-hearted person. If he keeps begging and nagging, he will probably let the man go.
"Mao Shanming promised me, swear to heaven, that if he raises a ghost girl in the future, his penis will grow crooked for the rest of his life."
Thinking of Mao Shanming's shameless oath, Uncle Jiu shook his head helplessly. How could he utter such an oath
He felt a little embarrassed.
"What's his name Ming?"
"Mao Shan Ming."
"What is his name, Maoshan?"
Uncle Nine: (???)
Little Russell has been naughty again recently!
Seeing Uncle Jiu's eyes constantly looking at his butt, Russell immediately sat up straight with a very serious expression.
Mao Shanming will definitely not raise a female ghost in the future, but he will definitely raise a ghost.
When Russell thought of the two lively kids he would raise in the future, Dabao and Erbao, he couldn't help but touch his chin. This Mao Shanming is very good, he is one tenth as smart as me.
He always utters the four swears and never swears.
"Alas!" Uncle Jiu sighed, his eyes filled with sorrow. "Russell, if the master is gone, you will end up begging like Mao Shanming. How pitiful that would be!"
Russell:
The first half of the sentence sounded very sad, and the second half made Russell speechless.
Why is your train of thought the same as my mother's in my previous life
How did you come up with the idea that I would beg for food in the future
"Who the hell did this?"
While Russell was still in deep thought, he heard Uncle Jiu's roar.
He looked up and found that the gate of the charity cemetery was gone.
Poor door!
Two months ago, it mysteriously disappeared. It was a door panel that Uncle Jiu personally selected. Only two months later, the door was stolen again!!!
What a courage!
Uncle Jiu was so angry that his nose was almost crooked. It was broad daylight, in the open air, why did you have to steal anything else but the front door
No matter what you steal, it's more valuable than stealing the door. I have more than a dozen large yellow croakers hidden in my room.
"My fish is broken!"
Uncle Jiu's face changed and he rushed back to the charity cemetery at full speed. Russell controlled the turtle shell and moved slowly forward, his head full of question marks.
There are chickens and dogs in the charity cemetery, so where do the fish come from
"master!"
At the gate of the charity cemetery, Wencai looked at his uncle Jiu who had hurried back and called out hurriedly.
Unexpectedly, Uncle Jiu snorted coldly, ignored him, and ran directly to the back room. While he was guarding the house, the door was carried away by someone.
"Little Junior Brother, what happened to Master?"
Russell pointed helplessly at the empty entrance to the charity cemetery. "The door was carefully selected by the master, and even had talismans written all over it."
Ever since the previous gate mysteriously disappeared, Uncle Jiu spent a lot of effort on this door. The new door must have a new look, so he painted a lot of talismans on it.
First, to prevent some unclean things from coming to your door.
Secondly, with so many densely packed talismans on the door, customers who came to the door suddenly felt intimidated, and they had a preconceived idea that Uncle Jiu was an unparalleled master.
This is called professionalism.
This is called face.
"Where's the door?" Wencai realized the seriousness of the problem at this moment. "As soon as you left, Uncle Simu came. When he left, he saw that the door was nice, so he borrowed it and said he would return it in a few days."
Four eyes borrow the door
Russell: (￣▽￣)
Brother Men, have a safe journey.
Wencai scratched his head and said, "Master Uncle said he left a gift for Master, Master will definitely be happy when he sees it."
Just as he finished speaking, a terrifying scream came from the yard.
"Four eyes!!!"
Literary talent: (OO)
"Brother!" Russell looked at him sympathetically, "Or you should just run away."
Before Wencai could say anything, Uncle Jiu came out angrily, holding in one hand the Green Dragon Crescent Blade that he had obtained from somewhere unknown.
To be honest, Russell has always been very curious. He has lived in the charity cemetery for so many years, but he has never seen Uncle Jiu have such a big knife.
Um.
I'll steal it tomorrow.
My Lord Guan, your sword has been thirsty for a long time and you are just in need of a weapon that suits your needs.
Uncle Jiu walked out of the door with a big knife in his hand. He remembered everything now. The last time he went to Li Chengyu's house, he said that he felt that the door panel with four eyes looked so familiar!
It turned out to be the gate he had lost!
Simu was eating at his house at the time and he denied it outright, saying it was not him who did it.
Uncle Jiu didn't doubt it, after all, he was his own junior fellow apprentice. Now thinking about it, he was so stupid at that time!
A light bulb went off in his head, and he suddenly had a bold idea.
My good junior brother!
Uncle Jiu silently put away the sword, hummed a little tune and returned to the charity cemetery. To be honest, even the facial expressions in dramas didn't change so quickly.
Russell and Wencai looked at each other, this was a bit abnormal.
As he stepped through the threshold, Russell finally understood why Uncle Nine was so angry.
I saw a big red coffin placed in the yard. Judging from the color, it was probably an old coffin that had just been painted.
Right in front of the big red coffin, there was a talisman floating in the air. It didn't have any spell to exorcise demons or evil spirits, but just a short line of words.
"Brother, your copper coin sword is really beautiful. I'll borrow it to play with for two days. I'll return it to you when I remember it."
Uncle Jiu narrowed his eyes and chuckled as he looked at the note. It was obvious that he had no good ideas in mind.
Russell turned his head away silently, unable to bear to look at the look in his eyes, and silently began to mourn for his uncle Simu in his heart.
Uncle Master!
Why are you seeking death
The master is narrow-minded, don’t you know
Russell touched his chin and smiled immorally. He was very curious about how Uncle Jiu was going to deal with Uncle Simu.
He will learn from it when the time comes, and the master will definitely like it.
The sky gradually darkened and the moon appeared.
All I heard was the clanging sound of the big red coffin in the yard.
Uncle Jiu put his hands behind his back and looked at the sky. The moon was bright and the stars were sparse, so it was okay.
He pushed open the coffin with one hand, and a poor dumpling inside was struggling, unable to get up.
The corpse has changed, but not completely.
Uncle Jiu stretched out his right hand and took out a talisman from somewhere. Then he took a little saliva from his tongue and directly placed the talisman on the head of the zongzi.
The zongzi immediately became stiff and motionless.
Uncle Jiu silently picked up the big stick in his hand, stuffed the rice dumplings into the stick, then took a deep breath and jumped forward.
The zombie in the coffin jumped out immediately.
"hey-hey!"
Uncle Jiu looked at his yard with ill intent. The house inside had some mottled walls.
With a wave of his hands, the zombie swung the stick and smashed the house continuously. Uncle Jiu hummed a little tune and waved his hands more and more vigorously.
La la la la la!
I am a hard-working and skilled person at making money.
It was definitely not because I was coveting the box of yellow croakers at my junior fellow apprentice’s home.
He didn't want a yard, a small garden, a big swing, a bicycle, or a pavilion.
However, if his junior fellow apprentice insisted on building it for him, he couldn't stop him.
Junior brother, I love you so much!