My talent is resurrection

Chapter 84 Looking Back in the Snowstorm

Chen Jiu and the bald boy were stationed at the back door, and got the title of "Left and Right Dharma Protector". Chen Jiu was not happy to hear that, so he discussed with the boy and changed it to the Second General Heng Ha.

Since the bald boy was meticulous on the first day, he changed on the second day. He asked Chen Jiu to drink as soon as he came.

Chen Jiu handed over the flagon and asked curiously, "Why didn't you want it yesterday?"

The bald boy took a sip of his wine, shook his head and said, "Yesterday my master watched from afar, and he didn't dare to move, or he would give him a good scolding again."

The young man gave Chen Jiu the jug back, and smiled, "Master is busy today, so I can do whatever I want."

Chen Jiu looked at the old man who appeared silently behind the bald boy, and coughed dryly, "It's better... don't make a fuss."

The young man rolled his eyes at him, "It's up to you, I can do whatever I want, as long as it doesn't affect others, it's fine for me to eat shit."

The old man Qing Huang raised his eyebrows, "Okay, then you can eat it now and show me."

The boy's expression froze suddenly, he stood up silently without saying a word, and looked into the distance meticulously.

Chen Jiu lowered his head and whistled softly.

The old man Qinghuang snorted, ignored the young man, looked at Chen Jiu, and said curiously: "You are Chen Jiu? I have heard of it a few times in recent days, and it seems that the fights are very fierce. You are worthy of being the disciple of the old sword god, but blindly Martial force is actually of little benefit to the world, I hope you will think more about reason when you punch in the future."

Chen Jiu was rare to be serious, imitating the disciples of the academy and said: "Mr. is right."

The old man Qing Huang shook his head, "It's not that what I said is reasonable, it's that the truth is supposed to be like this in the world. Everyone knows that this kind of truth is good, and there are not many who can do it. Ask yourself, I can't do it, tell you This sentence doesn’t force you to do it, it’s just a wish.”

The old man Qing Huang folded his sleeves, and said: "People have emotions, they can cry, they can make trouble, and they can be extremely irrational by emotions, but as long as they don't make big mistakes, some small mistakes can be forgiven."

The bald boy standing aside nodded, "Master is right."

The old man Qing Huang slapped his bald head, "It's your business."

The bald boy nodded again, "Master played well, and he strikes like a god."

The old man frowned, thinking why did he accept a sycophant as his apprentice?

He shook his head and looked at Chen Jiu again, "I told you these things because I was used to reasoning with people and nagging when I was a teacher. In fact, I can't do a few things myself. It sounds good, but at least I won’t touch the bottom line at all, if I touch it, I’m not a human being!”

The old man Qinghuang finally slapped the bald boy on the head, and when he left, he took a deep look at Chen Jiu and said earnestly.

"Young man, I hope that when you are at your peak, you can treat this world kindly."

Chen Jiu nodded, looked at the back of the old man Qinghuang, sat up straight rarely, took a sip of the wine, and murmured.

"The world is very good, how can I give up."

The bald boy glanced left and right and saw that the master was gone, so he ran over, "Why are you muttering, bring me some wine."

Chen Jiu handed him the wine, and both of them took a sip, sitting on the stone ladder and chatting with each other, the young man touched his head, wanting to have a very nice hairstyle, Chen Jiu glanced at it and remained silent sound, and even a little want to laugh.

Your hairline, do you want to leave it here?

Hundreds of Schools of Discourses are preparing to start during the heavy snow season, and the invited sects from tens of thousands of miles around have arrived one after another. The number of visitors to the academy these days has far exceeded that of the previous few days, and there is an endless stream of visitors.

The two door gods, Chen Jiu and the bald boy, received many guests. In fact, they just sat at the door and chatted. When they met someone, they showed him the way and continued to chat.

Most of the visitors from the back door are from the small sect, and when entering this academy, they are all courteous and respectful. Even if Chen Jiu and his two greeted the guests casually, the guides of the small sect did not dare to say more, just thanked him, and then went to the school. Bring the disciples into the academy.

It's just that later, the disciples are inevitably young and energetic, and they are also the best in their own sect. They are inevitably a little arrogant in their hearts. People guarding the gate to welcome guests, isn't it too contemptuous of their sect?
Some female monks didn't have this kind of thought. When they passed by, they only had one thought in their minds, thinking that the young man in the padded jacket was really good-looking, and when he sat there and didn't speak, he looked like a banished fairy.

So some young female cultivators would secretly run to the back door when they had nothing to do, and take a look at Chen Jiu from a distance. After going back and forth, the number of female cultivators at the back door gradually increased.

Once Zhou Xian saw it, and without saying anything, he jumped straight down from the height of the stone ladder, hugged Chen Jiu's shoulders, and raised Liu Ye's eyebrows at the surrounding female cultivators.

Chen Jiu was puzzled, and turned to look at the girl, "Does the dog eat shit?"

The bald boy sat aside, staring at him, thinking that Chen Jiu was really good at writing, so he scolded and scolded him.

Zhou Xian said angrily: "Can't you tell the fish to come out of the water?"

Chen Jiu glanced at her and replied: "Where will the water come out?"

Zhou Xian rolled his eyes at him, "Isn't it a metaphor?"

Seeing this scene, the surrounding female cultivators had strange expressions and mostly receded.

Girl Qinglie put her hands on her chest, looked at the leaving female cultivators around her, slightly raised the corners of her mouth, then made two small fist gestures towards Chen Jiu, and hummed, "I'll give you two punches."

Chen Jiu was about to be punched twice for no reason, and he couldn't figure it out.

Zhou Xian snorted twice again, he had something to do, so he came over to take a look at him when he had time, then waved goodbye, shook his skirt, and ran away quickly.

The bald boy looked at him, even puzzled, "Why are you still being beaten by a woman?"

Chen Jiu asked, "Look down on women?"

The bald boy hurriedly shook his hand, "No, it's just a fight, the man must have the upper hand, it's a little hard to tell about it being beaten by a woman."

Chen Jiu said with a smile: "I know a woman named Li Yang. When you are free in the future, you can say this in front of her."

The young man said indifferently: "No problem, just talk when you have time."

I'm afraid that when the boy says something, he will be beaten up by the female body repairer.

Chen Jiu and the bald boy guarded the door for a few days, and they became acquainted, and the two of them were even more impolite. They "borrowed" two chairs from the academy, sat on them, kowtowed melon seeds, and greeted guests when they came. Beckoning, signaled to pass.

After sitting for a long time, Chen Jiu would often feel sad. It was not the first time he had done this kind of job of welcoming guests in, but it was really uncomfortable when he worked as a security guard with Lao Cao.

After that, most of them were involuntary and forced to leave. He is also lazy, and he has no ambition to climb to the top of martial arts. When he was in the Taoist temple, he would often practice boxing with his lazy temper. In fact, it was nothing more than two points.

One is to go down the mountain in the future and break the fence of Qingfeng City.

The second is to smash the three flying swords of the female sword fairy, and tell her to face the Huai River, kneel down and die.

In fact, Chen Jiu didn't like killing people very much, and he also hated seeing blood. Even if someone wanted to kill him, Chen Jiu would only beat him half to death. If it was not necessary, he would probably choose not to kill him.

It has nothing to do with killing the weeds or rooting them out, it's just that Chen Jiu's temperament is like this, or maybe it's because he was in a peaceful age in his previous life, unless he was extremely angry, he would not have the intention to kill.

And when he knew that he would not die, this kind of anger became rarer and rarer. The situation of extreme anger and rational collapse only happened twice, which he didn't want to recall.

Once Lao Cao, once Xiao Pinger.

As for the black snake, he died with it, but he didn't have time to get angry, but when he thought about it later, it was like a stone was blocked in his heart, and he couldn't get over it.

The blizzard was getting stronger.

Chen Jiu rolled up his sleeves and pursed the corners of his mouth.

He was a little scared, afraid that in the end, he would be able to kill people without emotion.

　Some brothers said that my plot is slow, maybe I am even slower, regardless of the plot, so starting tomorrow, try to double update, if there are two chapters, they will be released together, if there is only one chapter, there will be only one chapter .

　　
　
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