Zombie simulation, I was burned by the ninth uncle again

Chapter 33 Fifth Grade Earth Master, Shi Jian

Inside the Yizhuang, Uncle Nine was wearing an apricot-yellow Taoist robe, sitting calmly in the first place on the left, closing his eyes and resting his mind, waiting for the visitor.

As Uncle Nine's most obedient apprentice, Wen Cai was also dressed in Maoshan's registered student uniform, but his eyes were twinkling, and he stood behind his master with a feeling of uneasiness.

At this time, a loud greeting came from outside the door: "Senior brother Lin Jiu, it seems that I was the first to arrive!"

"Junior Brother Su, thank you for coming to help, please take a seat!"

Hearing the sound, Uncle Jiu immediately got up and moved his eyes to the door with a joyful smile on his face.

After cupping his fists and saluting, he pointed to the second position on the left.

At this time, they didn't know that it was on the roof of Yizhuang.

There was an uninvited person who was lying on it sprawled out to bask in the sun.

Uncle Nine's ashram is very large, with a high ceiling and spacious.

Ren Mu was lying on it, even if someone walked up to the roof, they wouldn't be able to find it unless they looked carefully.

Just now, he restrained his body's body energy, manipulated mosquitoes, rats and ants as eyeliners, and managed to hide from Uncle Jiu's spiritual perception, and came to the vicinity of Yizhuang.

The control made a group of puppets sneak into the Yizhuang first, and Ren Mu saw Uncle Jiu sitting there waiting for someone.

"Hey, this Mietian Town Corpse Art is really powerful, even Uncle Jiu can't find it, I'm watching him!"

Since he was not discovered by Maoshan's fourth-grade Taoist, Ren Mu climbed up to the roof of the Yizhuang lightly.

It is upright and bright, lying on it in a very arrogant posture to bask in the sun.

Even Maoshan Taoist priests entered Yizhuang one after another, and the seats were almost full.

Some disciples were pushed out of the door.

But he didn't notice at all, the monitoring of the hundreds of mosquitoes, rats and ants that Ren Mu left in the house, not to mention the deity who was separated by a roof.

Time passed by every minute and every second, and the sun was about to set.

The main seat of Yizhuang is still vacant, and they are all waiting for the arrival of a backbone.

"Senior Brother Lin, when will Senior Brother arrive?"

"Yeah, this matter is big or small, without senior brother Shi Jian giving orders, we can't act."

"Senior brother Lin, I wonder if you have notified the acting head?"

Facing the questions from many senior brothers, Uncle Nine could only nod his head and explain that he had already notified the fifth-rank master of Maoshan, senior master Shi Jian.

Let them be calm and calm, just continue to wait.

In the Maoshan Nine Uncles generation, they have actually been divided into two factions.

This faction is conservative and strict with self-discipline.

It is headed by Uncle Jiu, and Taoist Priest Simu, Priest Qianhe and others are the core.

There is another faction headed by Shi Jian, who is ruthless and will do anything to achieve their goals.

Therefore, although Uncle Jiu and Shi Jian cultivated differently, but Shi Jian is the head of Maoshan of this generation, no matter how dissatisfied he has to endure.

However, the four eyes are very straightforward.

As soon as he heard Shi Jian coming, he left Yizhuang directly, because he didn't want to be driven by this acting head.

As soon as you passed, a Maoshan disciple at the door suddenly shouted: "Master uncle has arrived!"

In Yizhuang, with the sound of this shout.

"brush!"

All the Maoshan Taoist priests present, including Uncle Jiu, turned their heads quickly and looked at the gate in unison.

At this time, a serious Taoist priest who looked to be in his 50s and a young disciple in his 20s strode in with his head held high.

That incomparable aura made everyone hold their breath when they saw it.

The man exuding an aggressive demeanor is none other than Shi Jian, the elder brother of Maoshan, and his son Shi Shaojian.

As the fifth-rank land master with the highest cultivation level present, Shi Jian, acting head of Maoshan, directly ignored the gazes of all the juniors.

Da Ma Jindao walked in and sat in the middle, the main seat that had been vacant for an afternoon.

Squinting his eyes and looking around, he said in a deep voice, "Junior Brother Lin, what is going on with this matter?"

As soon as Uncle Jiu heard it, he knew that Shi Jian was looking for an excuse to ask his teacher for a crime.

But he clasped his fists immediately and said: "This matter is a bit complicated to say, it is one of my clients, the former richest man in Renjia Town, Mr. Ren Weiyong."

Without the presence of four eyes, Uncle Jiu was straightforward in every sentence, and he hardly concealed it, which made Shi Jian nod his head and smile all over his face.

"Junior Brother Lin, according to what you say, you did this thing?"

The matter of labeling indiscriminately exists no matter what era or identity it is in.

Ren Mu controls hundreds of monitors, and they are all quietly watching Shi Jian, the powerful Maoshan fifth-grade land master.

How to call a deer a horse and slander Uncle Jiu's shameless behavior.

Just now I was a little worried that Shi Jian would find out, but now I am watching the play with great interest.

In Yizhuang, people have always respected and loved the literary talents of their master, but they can't stand Shi Jian's slander of Uncle Jiu.

"How can you say that, my master lost his client, and instead of helping to get it back, you even slandered my master for what happened!"

Wencai didn't know what a corpse cave was, nor did he understand the struggle for power in the ancestral court of Maoshan.

All I know is that Master has been bullied and must find his way back.

When Shi Jian heard Wen Cai's words, his expression darkened.

And looking around, seeing all the brothers present looking at him, the corners of their mouths were crooked, and they smiled coldly.

"As the true master of Maoshan, a fourth-rank Taoist, he can't bear to look at a dead body. Brother Lin, did you listen to this silly boy and summon your fellow disciples to help?"

As soon as Shi Jian finished speaking, Shi Shaojian, who was standing behind him, seized the opportunity very appropriately and began to show his presence.

Immediately lowered his head to agree, but did not deliberately lower his voice.

"Master, Uncle Lin always protects the calf, and it is very likely that he let us go for a trip after listening to that silly boy!"

Wen Cai stared at Shi Shaojian in front of him dumbfounded, completely annoyed by the father and son's idiots.

He mustered up his courage on the spot, turned into anger, and was ready to go crazy.

"You are the idiots, the whole family is. This is Yizhuang, not your home."

This is the Yizhuang in Renjia Town, and he is half the owner here, so of course he can issue an order to evict guests.

"Huh?" Shi Jian snorted coldly when he heard it, and suddenly looked up.

Those sharp eyes instantly made Wencai fall into the cold ice cellar, and what he was about to say got stuck in his throat.

Seeing Wen Cai's reaction, Shi Shaojian laughed contemptuously one after another.

"Hehe, a person who has learned Taoism for so many years is not even a second-rank Dharma scholar, what is it if he is not a fool, can he become an idiot?"

The anger of "you" broke through the fear, and Wencai broke free from Shi Jian's soul imprisonment.

He rolled up his sleeves and wanted to rush up to beat Shi Shaojian, but Uncle Jiu reached out and grabbed him.

If Wen Cai is allowed to drag it down again, Uncle Jiu will be convicted of lax discipline and incompetent teaching, which will make Shi Jian look down on him even more.

Uncle Jiu knew very well what Shi Jian was like, and he wasn't angry when he was labeled so indiscriminately.

After all, no one in the room dared to be sure who made it, and Wen Cai's anger just now helped him regain some face.

(End of this chapter)