Reincarnation of the Heavens: Starting from Hong Kong Comprehensive

Chapter 119 Saint Master of All Realms: Uncle Nine

It is true that there is an element of exaggeration in the words.

But this horse is really good. Even in the turbulent times, the owner still fed it until its hair was shiny and its legs were round.

But the asking price is also very ruthless!

A whole hundred dragon oceans!
In the end, Lao Qu helped with the bargaining, and his words were almost worn out. The horse dealer relaxed slightly and said:
90 yuan longyang, not even a penny less.

After all, the horse he raised was ready to ride on. It had a saddle, horseshoes, and bridle. It was just washed yesterday and didn't have any odor.

"The white horse with silver saddle rides in the spring breeze, smiling into the orchid wine shop."

Looking at the majestic white horse in front of him, Meng Fan no longer hesitated and asked the dealer for a small cloth bag. He took out all the copper coins and twelve dragon oceans from the funds originally exchanged for gold, and gave the rest to go out.

No more, no less, exactly ninety silver dollars inside.

The horse dealer inspected them one by one and confirmed that there were no problems with the quality and weight. He immediately signed the deed and gave a set of leather bags as a gift. He said that it would be convenient to put the suitcases on the horse's back.

So, Meng Fan went to the pawn shop again and pawned his empty suitcase. People asked whether he should pawn it alive or dead.

The money given is small, and can be redeemed after the agreed time.

There is no doubt that Meng Fan chose to die and took five Longyang coins, two of which he wanted to give Lao Qu as a balance.

After all, when he bought the horse, he helped cut down the price of ten yuan from Longyang, and he also helped lead the way. After all the busy work, when Meng Fan came out of the pawn shop, he got two maps.

One is a simplified version of the map printed by the publisher.

One is a hand-painted version obtained from the merchant.

The three Longyang coins were not given in vain.

At least Meng Fan thought it was worth it. It saved a lot of time. It took more than two hours, including buying some necessary daily necessities. He rode a white horse and left Yangcheng facing the sunset, heading north to Xiangxi.

After walking on the main road for a while, Meng Fan looked at the map drawn by the traveling merchant and felt that taking the main road was taking a long detour, so he simply turned into a country road.

I am not afraid of any wild wolves or poisonous insects.

To be honest, he was vaguely looking forward to meeting a beautiful fox girl during the break.

Just like Master Simu Taoist Master.

Of course, Meng Fan was just curious about what a demon would look like as a spirit, and whether any parts would still be in a beastly state, such as:

Ears, tail.

Or perhaps there is undegraded hair growing in the hidden areas of the arms.

Frankly speaking, since he started training, Meng Fan has only encountered one rat spirit who pretended to be Guan Erye. He was ugly, had sharp teeth, and was missing an ear.

It's a pity that ordinary people can't enjoy Taoist Priest Simu's beauty, and Meng Fan doesn't have the opportunity to see it.

On the contrary, I saw a lot of poisonous insects and long snakes along the way.

three days later.

A majestic white horse appeared at the junction of southern Guangdong and western Guangdong. Meng Fan looked at the words on the two maps, compared them carefully, and murmured:
"Renjia Town? Mr. Zombie? It can't be where Uncle Jiu, Qiu Sheng, and Wen Cai live, right?"

"It's very likely."

Meng Fan, who originally planned to rest here and replenish some supplies, became even more interested.

In the previous world, he met Uncle Feng, his uncle, and saw his previous life during the Ming Dynasty——

Thatched cottage layman.

Now in the Republic of China, Uncle Feng has become Uncle Nine.

Master Zhong Fabai became Taoist Master Qianhe.

There is also a four-eyed Taoist priest in the middle.

If the plot hadn't started yet, I would have met this uncle here, and then we would go together to the ancient city of Xiangxi to wait for the master to escort the royal zombies back to Beijing.

【Movie: Mr. Zombie】

[Summary: In the early years of the Republic of China, the late father of wealthy country squire Ren Fa obtained a piece of Feng Shui treasure land through coercion and inducement. After being instructed by a Feng Shui master, the grave must be moved 20 years after the burial in order to benefit his descendants.Ren Fa invited Taoist Jiu Shu, played by Lin Zhengying, and his two apprentices to relocate for burial. Unexpectedly, the corpses had turned into zombies, and a fierce battle began...]

Among them, there are many famous scenes.Uncle Jiu drinks coffee.

Qiu Sheng is a sleeping female ghost.

Wen Cai danced the zombie dance.

Captain Ah Wei called the door.

Four-eyed Taoist priest fights zombies.

……

"I don't know if the plot happened or not."

Meng Fan muttered, then gently turned the reins.

After three days of running-in, Baima also understood human nature and took the initiative to walk in the direction of Renjia Town.

Renjia Town.

Nearly a thousand households, with a population of over [-], and several major clans living together, connected by blood ties without being feudal or exclusive, attracted outsiders to settle here, actively introduced Western gadgets, and established their own villages. Civil Guard——

Hundreds of young men, more than sixty spears, all pure German goods.

The villagers in the surrounding villages all feel safe, and no robbers dare to attack here.

Because of this, the street is very prosperous. Just looking at the crowds of tourists on the street, or the cafes and cake shops, one would think that one has returned to Yangcheng again.

"A plate of mutton, add more spicy sauce."

"Two roasted chickens and a pot of braised pork. The portion should be sufficient. The white horse outside should be well taken care of. Find someone to trim its shoes. Then prepare high-quality forage and add some millet and beans as dry food."

With that said, Meng Fan put down a Long Yang on the table and emphasized: "The portion should be sufficient. If you are satisfied with it, the rest will be all for you."

Since you have the conditions, then spend some money to make yourself comfortable. This is one of his life principles.

When the waiter saw Long Yang, who was in excellent condition, he immediately became happy. Knowing that he had met a wealthy guest, he immediately came over to show his hospitality and asked the groom to move Meng Fan's white horse to the backyard.

"Master, how many people are here with you?"

"You count the amount of food for four people, one piece of Long Yang is not enough?"

"That's enough, that's enough...I'll let the chef cook it carefully for you."

Looking at the guy with a smile on his face, who was completely convinced by the power of money, Meng Fan said directly:
"Do you have a Yizhuang here?"

"Yizhuang? The guest is..."

The guy was a little confused.

Seeing this, Meng Fan frowned slightly: "You just need to answer."

"Yes Yes Yes."

"There is indeed a charity shop outside the town. We all call him Uncle Jiu. He is a Taoist with magical power..."

"continue."

As soon as he finished speaking, a copper coin with a face value of two hundred was pressed on Long Yang.

The waiter's eyes were wide open, and he wished he could tell the story of Uncle Jiu and his two apprentices into eighteen episodes, so that this high-roller could give more rewards.

two hours later.

Meng Fan rode the same well-fed and washed white horse and spent five oceans to buy a 20-year-old ginseng from a medicine store. He wrapped it in a gift box and headed north towards Yizhuang.

The four-eyed Taoist priest called Uncle Jiu: Brother.

Master Qianhe Taoist priest called Simu Taoist priest: Senior brother.

In this way, Uncle Jiu is just like Uncle Feng, his great uncle.

Meng Fan, who had figured out the relationship, held the gift box and said with a smile: "Come around, whether it's Uncle Feng or Uncle Jiu, they are both my uncles. It's fate."

"According to the guy, Mr. Ren is still alive and well, and he went out on the streets to inspect properties a few days ago."

(End of this chapter)