The world worships me as the White Snake Immortal

Chapter 119 You are just a dog
Looking at the empty wall, a smile flashed across the dirt ghost's eyes as deep as a dry well, and he muttered in his heart: "The brat is not too stupid!"

No matter how cold-blooded he is, he can still clearly distinguish between good and evil, loyalty and traitor.

He knew exactly what Zhao Jiu was, just a clown.

Zhang Liumo is his most capable general, a man of iron bones. He will not help the dog Zhao Jiu kill his brother just because of the elder's few words.

Seeing that Zhang Liumo had escaped without a trace, the local ghost returned to the second floor of the small building.

Zhao Jiu, who was waiting for good news, was shocked when he saw the local ghost coming back alone. He didn't care about his messy clothes, got up and asked, "Why did you come back alone, where is Zhang Liumo!"

The native ghost placed the long knife on the table, poured himself a cup of tea, and asked slowly: "Where did Zhang Liumo come from!"

"Isn't that little thief just now Zhang Liumo!"

Zhao Jiu said anxiously.

At this time, he couldn't figure out what the native ghost wanted to do.

"Oh, that little thief is just a thief who wants to kill you. Why do you think he is Zhang Liumo?"

The native ghost asked jokingly.

"Director, you are not so protective of your subordinates. Who doesn't know that Zhang Liumo is good at hurting people with his Chang Ge pen? You saw it just now. The method that man used is undoubtedly Zhang Liumo!"

"Hey, that man hides his head but reveals his tail. His weapons and moves can all be imitated. I just saw that the little thief's body shape is exactly the same as Zhang Liumo's!"

The native ghost dealt with Zhao Jiu's entanglement in an orderly manner while sipping tea.

In the end, Zhao Jiu couldn't bear it anymore and rushed directly from the bed to him and said fiercely: "Director, don't go too far. If this matter comes to the elders today, I will keep it under my custody. You can't eat it and walk around. You can let it go." What is the purpose of leaving Zhang Liumo!"

Zhao Jiu was so anxious that he couldn't even tell the difference between the big and small kings.

Until he found a pair of eyes of the earth ghost staring at him coldly, his heart suddenly started to feel hairy.

But now it was useless to say anything, so he simply said nothing and just stared at the dirt ghost.

After a while, the native ghost sneered and said: "Zhao Jiu, you are just a dog beside the elders. I am a butcher with a knife. If a dog barks in front of me, you will die, do you understand?"

"I...I didn't mean that..."

Hearing this, Zhao Jiu's aura immediately softened, and his legs were trembling a little.

Seeing his coward appearance, the local devil didn't bother to pay attention to him. He stood up and left the dirty room. Before leaving, he did not forget to leave a cold sentence: "The person who broke into your room tonight is a rogue who is making things difficult for you." Xiu, I will hand over this casual cultivator to you tomorrow and that will be the end of it, do you understand?"

Although the native ghost was asking, he did not give Zhao Jiu time to answer.

When the last word fell, the earth ghost had already disappeared without a trace.

At this moment, Zhao Jiucai, who was standing by the table, gritted his teeth and uttered one word: "Understood——"

No matter what happened tonight, the local ghost was covering up Zhang Liumo's escape, but Zhao Jiu didn't even dare to fart.

"Deacon, don't be angry, it will hurt your body!"

The delicate scholar climbed out of the bed, crookedly walked to Zhao Jiu and soothed his shoulders with her long white fingers.

Don't you know that Zhao Jiu was full of anger at this time and had no place to express it? His hand had just touched Zhao Jiu's shoulder and he was slapped hard by Zhao Jiu and flew away before he started to exert force.

"Go away, go as far as you want!"

Zhao Jiu vented all the anger in his chest on the scholar, until he was covered in bruises and bruises. Zhao Jiu stopped panting.He sat in the seat where the native ghost had been sitting just now, leaned against the desk and cursed: "Okay, you are all bullying me, just wait for me, one day you will regret it, you will regret it!"

Nowadays, he can be said to have suffered a lot of grievances, but he still refuses to reason.

He didn't make much money during this period, so naturally he didn't show any respect to the elders in his sect, so that the attitude of the elders towards him became ambiguous.

You must know that the Spiritual Medicine Sect is vast and has many disciples. During the days when he was not filial, many people were filial to the elders. The elders only had so much on their minds. If they didn't share it with him, they would naturally share it with others.

But Zhao Jiu couldn't find any suitable objects for a while to give to those very discerning elders.

Last time, he wanted to borrow the help of those from the Iron Fist Sect to bring Zhou Bai back and present it to the elders, but those guys actually got the benefit and ran away.

Zhao Jiu was depressed about this matter for several days.

But then again, it would be a good choice to capture Zhou Bai.

According to the latest news, Zhou Bai has become the guardian beast of the Sui Dynasty, and his strength is at least in the second level of demon.

Such a big demon that can swallow incense and is quite powerful is of great use to the elders of the Spiritual Medicine Sect.

Whether you tame him and use him as a mount or disembowel him and use his pure flesh and blood as a medicine introduction, it is all excellent.

The more Zhao Jiu thought about it while sitting on the stool, the more he felt that this matter was feasible.

But this time he didn't want to trust anyone else.

If you want to capture Zhou Bai, you can, but he has to go into battle himself.

Of course, his strength is definitely not enough to catch Zhou Bai, so he still needs to gather a group of trustworthy people.

After thinking about it, Zhao Jiu turned his attention to the scholar who was still lying on the ground gasping for air.

The scholar felt his gaze and thought he was going to hit him again, so he took a few steps back in panic.

However, Zhao Jiu changed his mind at this time and walked to him with a smile as if he was a different person, helped him up, and said hypocritically: "I was a bit too tempered just now, so I didn't hurt you by hurting you!"

As he spoke, he symbolically blew on a bruise on the scholar's face.

What he said was very light. After being beaten like this, can everything be okay?

Although the scholar was extremely resentful, he could only shake his head and say nothing.

Zhao Jiu exchanged a few more hypocritical greetings before getting the topic on the right track.

"I'm talking about Zhang Da Xiucai, those cannon fodders under your command...are not...brothers, are the brothers still there?"

The Zhang Daxiucai in front of him can be regarded as a moderate cultivator. He only had to take the risk to seek refuge with the Spiritual Medicine Sect because his brothers offended a mountain sect.

They originally thought that the Spiritual Medicine Sect was upright and aboveboard, and it would be normal even if they did not accept them.

But what no one expected was that Zhao Jiu, the deacon of the Spiritual Medicine Sect, would take a liking to their leader at a glance.

In order to find a place for his brothers to settle down, Scholar Zhang had no choice but to succumb to Zhang Jiu, thus gaining temporary peace for his brothers.

At this time, Xiucai was stunned when he heard Zhao Jiu asking about the situation of his brothers, but when he heard the word "cannon fodder" he accidentally said just now, he also knew that he must let his brothers do something dangerous.

But even if he didn't say it, the brothers were still under Zhao Jiu, and there was no way they could escape.

So he could only choose to nod, his eyes full of regret and grievance!
(End of this chapter)