"Lang Li Ge Lang, Lang Li Ge Lang."
Uncle Jiu was humming a little tune and strolling leisurely in the yard, but he couldn't stop smiling. He found it funny when he thought about yesterday.
The zombie in the coffin suddenly turned into a zombie, picked up a stick for unknown reason, and smashed the charity cemetery to pieces.
He is so heartbroken!
If his junior fellow apprentice had not brought four large yellow croakers, he would have been so heartbroken that he would have gone to the underworld to meet his ancestors.
Alas, I have made my junior brother spend money again.
Uncle Jiu touched the copper coin sword in his hand and hummed a little tune proudly. It was a really refreshing day today. It was a good opportunity for him to go to Taojia Village and check out the Feng Shui.
A dollar is also money.
“Squeak!”
A door opened and Russell staggered out. His legs were a little weak, and he looked as if he had been practicing Taoism all night.
His complexion is as pale as that of the young man with kidney deficiency.
"Um?"
Uncle Jiu frowned, "What did you do last night? Did you sneak out again?"
"No, I didn't. It's impossible!"
Russell answered directly and skillfully. He crossed his arms over his chest and said proudly, "Hey, Master, I practiced seriously all night yesterday!"
Uncle Jiu narrowed his eyes, feeling that there must be something fishy about this matter.
The little apprentice Russell is very lazy. He would rather lie down than sit, and would rather float on the turtle shell than get down to walk.
Fortunately, although he is a little lazy, he is smart!
There were three paper figures helping him to practice, and his practice speed was very fast.
In terms of literary talent, Qiu Sheng is much better. He doesn't have enough talent and he doesn't work hard. He can't even catch up with those who are talented but don't work hard, let alone those who are talented and work hard.
It’s a pity that Russell’s paper figurine technique requires too high a level of spirit and soul. Otherwise.
well!
Uncle Jiu sighed, looked at Russell's smug look, and had a bold guess in his mind.
He asked tentatively, "Russell, what is your current level of cultivation?"
Once you break through the sixth level of human master and cultivate the soul, your cultivation will not be easily discovered by others.
Russell was waiting for this moment. He blinked his eyes fiercely and said, "Master, I have reached the eighth level. Hmm, my cultivation is so slow. It has been almost two months."
flutter!
Uncle Jiu felt like a knife was stabbed into his chest. He was so depressed that he didn't want to talk.
This is blatant showing off!
The further you go in practicing, the harder it becomes. Especially after the spirit and soul appear, using magic power to nourish the spirit and soul becomes the most important thing.
If one's soul is nurtured to be strong, after reaching the ninth level of Human Master, it will be a natural progression to become an Earth Master.
If the soul is not nurtured to be strong, and one just pursues speed, then what about a geomancer
Sorry, you are gone.
Seeing Russell's smug look, Uncle Jiu wanted to slap himself twice. Why don't you learn from your mistakes? You know your little apprentice is a genius, but you still ask
"cough!"
Uncle Jiu remained calm on the surface, trying hard to control his trembling hands, "Not bad, not bad, you have the style of me back then."
"Come with me later and help people watch the wind."
Uncle Jiu began to change the subject subtly, because the topic of his little disciple made him too sad.
After all, I was a genius back then!
"In Taojia Village, others have been working there for several days and have been paid a dollar!"
Usually, Uncle Jiu would charge a dollar for exorcising demons and ghosts. If you wanted something small like Feng Shui, basically all you had to do was get a meal.
Occasionally, they would bring along a couple of fish or a chicken or a goose or something like that.
That’s how Xiao Hei’s harem came about.
"Okay!"
Russell responded and stopped showing off. He knew he had to stop while he was ahead. Otherwise, if he angered his master, the consequences would be terrible.
Do you know Renjiazhen's hips
"strangeness."
Russell looked at Wencai and Qiu Sheng who were busy packing up their things on the other side, and couldn't help but tilt his head.
"Master, are you planning to take the two brothers with you today?"
It had been a long time since he had seen Uncle Jiu take Wencai with him. Most of the time, when Uncle Jiu and Qiu Sheng went out, it was Uncle Jiu who took Wencai with him.
It’s not because of Wencai, but because Wencai can hug him.
"Um."
Uncle Jiu responded with an inexplicable sadness on his face, "It's just that these two bastards are too stupid!"
He said angrily, "You've grown up so much, but you still don't know how to go out and find a wife. Ugh, find a wife and bring her back."
Uncle Jiu was a little disappointed, "Go to other villages more often. After a long time, there will always be one or two people who are looking for marriage, right?"
Russell looked as if he had suddenly realized something. In rural areas like theirs, 99% of marriage issues between men and women were decided by their elders.
If you match them up, the deal will be done.
Free love
If you dare to get within one meter of a young girl, try saying a few more words.
The rumors were enough to make her jump into the river the next day.
But to be honest, Russell felt that the relationship arranged by the elders would last longer than the one he had negotiated himself.
He is young and doesn’t understand. Is this a problem of the times or a problem of people
Russell suddenly thought of another question. He looked at his two senior brothers and asked slowly, "Master, I remember that they are not very old, right? Are they in such a hurry to go on a blind date?"
Qiu Sheng still looks very young, but his literary talent is not that good. He just grows a little fast and looks old, but he is still a young man.
"Younger?"
Uncle Jiu was almost fuming, "One is 17, the other is 18. When I was their age, uh."
He realized that something was wrong and immediately changed his words, "When other people were their age, their children were already playing with soy sauce on the floor."
Russell laughed secretly. He just heard what his master said when he was his age.
Have you got married, old man
Russell couldn't help but sigh in his heart. His master was becoming more and more like a worried old mother. He used to worry about his two apprentices' cultivation, and now he was worried about their marriage problems.
I guess I will have to worry about the livelihoods of my two disciples in the future, and I will also have to worry about their reincarnations.
As for me.
Russell touched the little paper figurine in his arms imperceptibly. Which wife should he sleep with tonight
How about Tifa
Or Bai Yuekui
Russell hesitated for a moment, and finally decided to sleep with the two of them in his arms at night, haha!
"Wencai, Qiusheng, remember to bring paper, pen and ink!!"
Wencai and Qiu Sheng were playing and fighting in the distance, and they looked at each other in confusion. What was the master talking about
Russell saw that Uncle Jiu's face darkened instantly, and reminded him, "Yellow paper, red pen, black ink!!"
The two men suddenly woke up as if from their dream, and hurried into the house to search.
Uncle Jiu couldn't help but sigh to the sky.
Why does he have the feeling that his two disciples are really stupid
Is it an illusion