Zhutian: Everything starts from becoming a disciple of Uncle Jiu!

Chapter 279 Leon’s Chocolate Beans = Daoxin Destruction Pill! (Please subscribe!)
outside town,

The forest path where the battle ends.

"Uncle, are you okay?"

Zhao Zheng handed the big bucket of fish to Qiu Sheng, who was not seriously injured. He looked at Aunt Ze, who shook her head and covered her injured arm.

"Don't worry, your uncle is not that weak."

"Ah."

Zhao Zheng glanced at the security team members who had broken arms and legs, and approached the horse thieves who were tied up with ropes.

"I'll go to the trial."

Zhao Zheng said something to Uncle Jiu and others, took a relatively strong horse thief and walked deep into the woods, stretched out his hand and activated the Bright Soul Technique.

After a few seconds, he let go of his hand and looked at the horse thief who was looking at him in horror with disgust: "You know a little bit..."

The other party is indeed from the Jiuling Sect, and the reason for being a horse thief and killing people is just because of their skills and... personal reasons.
Well, let’s put it this way, the Jiuling Sect is firmly and definitely not going to admit that these disciples are acting as thieves to collect their blood and energy. This is related to the secret mission assigned by the Jiuling Sect.

I understand everything,

If I don’t understand... I can only say,

So be it!

"This Jiuling Cult takes jujube pills!"

Zhao Zheng complained in his heart that just by killing mortals to collect blood, he felt that the Jiuling Sect would be gone in a short time.

However, at the same time, he was even more certain that Wang Ying was targeting him, or that someone asked Wang Ying to target him.

Ok,
Maybe it's for Uncle Jiu...

Because in this horse thief's memory, Wang Ying came to them suddenly, and it was Wang Ying who issued the order to kidnap Ren Fa and demand ransom.

Zhao Zheng flicked his finger on the horse thief's forehead, looked at the horse thief's brain, opened his mouth and spit out the true fire of samadhi,

The roaring flames rose up on the horse thief, but in just a few breaths, he completely returned to heaven and earth.
After doing this, Zhao Zheng walked out of the depths of the woods, looked at Ah Wei, and pointed at the living horse thieves: "Kill them all."

"Yes!"

Ah Wei waved to his less injured subordinates, and with the bang of gunshots, the few living horse thieves ended their lives.

"Let's go..."

……

Yizhuang Gate.

"hiss……"

Wencai, who was dancing with glutinous rice on the straw mat in the front yard, couldn't help but widen his eyes when he saw the security team members who had their skin and blood broken at the slightest, and who had their hands and feet broken in the worst case.

Then he ran out with a worried look on his face. After finding that Uncle Jiu and the others were okay, Wencai breathed a sigh of relief, but soon he became confused.
Because he found the expressions on the faces of the injured security team members...very happy, yes, the expressions were very happy,
Wencai looked confused and felt that these people were so seriously injured that they were unconscious. He didn't understand until Qiu Sheng explained.

"You can get five yuan for being injured? You're not afraid even if you become disabled. Will the Zhao family and the Ren family support them for the rest of their lives?"

"Yeah, it makes me want to be crippled!"

Qiu Sheng looked at the security team members with broken limb bones and sighed with envy on his face. Wen Cai nodded in agreement.

"me too……"

"..."

Hearing Uncle Jiu yell angrily, he didn't come over to help quickly. Qiu Sheng looked like he was not right, I was injured too.
But still obediently help!

More than an hour later, the injuries of the security team members were almost treated. Only then did Qiu Sheng discover a problem.
There are no more severed hands and feet, all of which were treated by Uncle Jiu and Zhao Zheng. Even though those people’s hands and feet are still fixed with bamboo boards,

But Qiu Sheng felt that the bamboo boards could be dismantled in twenty to thirty days at most. Let alone becoming disabled, even if he wanted to be disabled, he would probably not be able to do so.

Qiu Sheng felt that he had learned something, and then watched with envy as Zhao Zheng handed out five yuan to each of the nearly 100 security team members.

"hiss……"

Five yuan per person,

These people... only cost four to five hundred yuan!

Mao Shanming's eyes widened as he watched, and he was stunned until Zhao Zheng also gave him a large, fifty-yuan banknote.

"This... is too much..."

"Keep it."

Zhao Zheng handed it to Mao Shanming with a smile, called Ah Wei aside, and gave Ah Wei a banknote of one hundred denominations.

"My master bought that piece of jade."

"Hey, cousin, what are you talking about? What do you mean by buying? I gave it to Uncle Jiu. I can't take the money!"

Awei spoke righteously until Zhao Zheng took back the banknote. His eyes widened, no, why didn't you give in?

"Give it!"

"..."

Ah Wei gave way blankly, but when he saw Zhao Zheng turning around and handing over the banknote, he immediately took it with a smile.

"Thank you cousin, thank you cousin."

Zhao Zheng finished distributing the money one after another and was seeing off the security team members. Qiu Sheng came over and turned to look at Mao Shanming who was chatting with Uncle Jiu.

He complained to Zhao Zheng in a low voice: "Junior brother, why did you give him so much money? He didn't help at all!"

Of course he was talking about Mao Shanming. When dealing with Wang Po and other horse thieves, Mao Shanming helped him, but he helped him...

He was very angry, especially when Qiu Sheng thought about how Mao Shanming pretended to be dead several times when facing those horse thieves.
Even more angry.

"It's enough for people to stay and help. Besides, don't look at the hundreds of dollars I've spent now. When I share it with the squires in the town, it will probably cost a few dollars on average."

"..."

"Oh, I almost forgot. My father is the county magistrate. Those squires probably won't let me pay. Well, my uncle's payment is enough."

Zhao Zheng said, this is in Renjia Town, if it were in Echeng, the county magistrate might have to collect donations, and then a squire would return them all, and the common people would be divided into 30 and 70.

"..."

"Okay, don't be angry!"

Zhao Zheng smiled and said that Qiu Sheng's reason for targeting Mao Shanming was very simple. It was because Wen Cai was poisoned by corpse poison again.

thinking,

he whispered.

"Don't say that junior brother doesn't have second senior brother in his heart!"

Zhao Zheng secretly handed Qiu Sheng a twenty-yuan banknote. Qiu Sheng didn't take it. He turned to look at Uncle Jiu, smiled, rubbed his hands and whispered to Zhao Zheng: "Junior brother, give me two ten-yuan bills." Yes, ahem, change is convenient.”

"……it is good."

Zhao Zheng didn't bother to expose any convenience, so he took out two ten-dollar bills and handed them to Qiu Sheng. Qiu Sheng took them with a smile.

Later, Zhao Zheng watched Qiu Sheng run to Uncle Jiu and hand over a banknote on his own initiative. He looked at Uncle Jiu's gaze with a normal expression.
Afterwards, Qiu Sheng cried.

"what happened?"

Wencai, who was dancing with glutinous rice, looked at Qiu Sheng, who was crying. Qiu Sheng touched his empty pocket and shook his head with a look of despair.

"fine……"

"It's not like, oh oh oh, I understand, did Master save your money for you again, haha..."

Wen Cai looked at Uncle Jiu and Qiu Sheng with thoughtful eyes, smiling with a sudden realization on his face, but his laughter stopped abruptly.

"..."×1+2+1+1
You're done!
Qiu Sheng looked at Wencai with schadenfreude. Wencai kept dancing with glutinous rice with a grimace and lowered his head. After Uncle Jiu checked Wencai's progress in removing the poison from the corpse, Wencai cried.

After a while.

Wait until Uncle Jiu and the other two take care of their injuries.
The inner court,

At the stone table.

"No wonder those horse thieves wanted to kidnap your uncle..."

Sitting on the stone chair, Aunt Sue looked at the fifty-yuan silver note handed over by Zhao Zheng and sighed. Zhao Zheng didn't want to speak, but just looked at Uncle Jiu: "Master, I suspect she may come back to life!"

Zhao Zheng said and explained that he took the time to do the math on his way back, which he found strange.
The strange thing is that Wang Ying, who he thought was more powerful, was captured by the people from the underworld, leaving behind a less powerful female horse thief.

It's the female horse thief who was beaten to death by Uncle Jiu and fell into the well in the original movie of Mr. Ling Huan. Uncle Jiu and Aunt Sue frowned upon hearing this.

Mao Shanming hissed. While he was surprised by Zhao Zheng's talent in calculation, he was also surprised by the resentment of the female horse thief.

But think about it, if all his men were killed, he would also have resentment, and he would also want to return to his soul and take revenge.

"Get ready..."

Uncle Jiu spoke, and everyone nodded. Zhao Zheng glanced at Mao Shanming, who yawned and stood up: "It's getting late, I'm going to rest. If you need any help, remember to call me."

"Well, let's go."

Uncle Jiu watched Mao Shanming enter the guest room and looked at Zhao Zheng. Zhao Zheng did not hide anything, but told him about his chance encounter with the Qingshui River God.
"..."×2
"Samelet?"

"Is it beautiful?"

Qiu Sheng and the glutinous rice dancing Wen Cai who came to the side opened their eyes and spoke. Uncle Jiu raised his brows and said hum.
After seeing the two lowering their heads, he frowned.

"River God... Qingshui River... If I remember correctly, Qingshui River is in Yizhou, right?" As he said this, he looked at Gu Gu.

"Well, it's the land of Yizhou. Don't worry, as the God of Hebo, the other party shouldn't have any ill intentions. He should just be passing by... right?"

Gu Gu spoke, but of course, she did not show her final uncertainty, because it stands to reason that with the current decline of Shinto,
The gods of mountains, rivers and lakes should not be so idle. Uncle Jiu agreed on this point, but the two of them were more confused about whether the attitude of the Qingshui River God towards Zhao Zheng was too...

Be a little friendlier,
Yes, too friendly.

The Shinto master is so majestic!
Thinking about this, Uncle Jiu and Aunt Sue looked up in tacit understanding at the large bucket of fish obtained from the Qingshui River God at the door of the kitchen.

They looked at each other in confusion, not really understanding what the Qingshui River God was thinking. What was this?
I don't understand,
I can’t figure it out either!
Zhao Zheng didn't know what the two were thinking, but after seeing the two come to their senses, he secretly glanced at Uncle Jiu,
After Uncle Jiu separated Qiu Sheng and the two, he took out the storage handkerchief from Wang Ying, especially the book on the storage handkerchief.

"Mu Chun Dafa?!"×2
As soon as the book was lit, or Muchun Dafa was revealed, the expressions of Aunt Zhi and Uncle Jiu changed. Uncle Jiu directly picked it up and opened it.

Zhao Zheng explained: "I read it. This is not the whole book, but a fragment. There is one more thing... well, it seems that Wang Ying is targeting me..."

Zhao Zheng told the information he had obtained, Uncle Jiu frowned, and Gu Gu frowned at the Mu Chun Dafa handed over by Uncle Jiu.

"No wonder this horse thief was so badly beaten by you last night, but he showed up again tonight like nothing happened."

In addition to condensing wounds such as wood, Mu Chun Dafa can also heal wounds by absorbing the aura of wood between heaven and earth.

"I'll report it to Master."

Uncle Jiu picked up the fragments of Muchun Dafa. Aunt Zhue frowned and pulled Uncle Jiu's arm: "Brother, could this be caused by someone..."

"Let's report it to Master first."

"All right……"

Confirming that Uncle Jiu understood what she meant, Gu Gu nodded and did not try to stop her. After all, Mu Chun Dafa was one of the many methods taught by Maoshan Town, and this matter was of great importance.

"Uncle, I think..."

Zhao Zheng spoke, but he didn't say anything. He just felt that this matter was a bit like Zombie Lin, and there were still people who wanted to blame Shi Jian.

The reason is simple. When it comes to Muchun Dafa, the first person that everyone thinks of is Shi Jian. If something happens to him,

Uncle Jiu and Shi Jian...

Of course, maybe that's not the case... However, Zhao Zheng has a feeling that this matter has something to do with Uncle Jiu.

Or,

The next head coach of Maoshan.

"Well, it is possible that you are worried..." Gu Gu nodded, with helplessness and disdain on her face: "It seems that some people are still unwilling to give in!"

"Huh? Oh!"

"Understood?" "Well, is it because of the position of head teacher?"

"Not bad!"

"But aren't they afraid of being discovered when they do this?" Zhao Zheng was confused and didn't understand why there were such idiots in Maoshan.

"Do you think they dare..."

"understood!"

"..."

"Ahem, uncle, please continue. Maybe what I understand is different from what you said." Zhao Zheng coughed, and Aunt Sue looked at Zhao Zheng in disgust, but she continued to explain.

"Maybe they dare to do this because they don't think they will be discovered at all, or in other words, it will be fine if they are discovered."

As Gu Gu said, she glanced at the closed door of Uncle Jiu's bedroom and whispered, "Do you still remember your royal zombie?"

"Ah."

"Actually... there is one thing that even your master doesn't know, that is, after a thorough investigation of the matter by the General Forum, your twelfth uncle announced that he would go into seclusion from that day..."

"Huh? He is also a candidate for the head coach?"

"Correct."

"..."

"Can't understand?"

"No, I can understand that."

"Don't tell your master, he hates this the most!"

Gu Gu said helplessly, in fact, this was also the reason why Uncle Jiu came down the mountain. Unlike others, Uncle Jiu didn't like to fight about this.
Maybe Uncle Jiu loves face, but he didn't like fighting with his fellow disciples for so-called face, so Uncle Jiu left the mountain that year.

"understand!"

"good!"

Gu Gu smiled and rubbed Zhao Zheng's face. Seeing Zhao Zheng's helpless expression, she retracted her hand and said, "But don't worry, they are just framing you at most, they don't dare to kill anyone!"

"Uh-huh."

Zhao Zheng naturally understands that as for the royal zombies that harmed Taoist Master Qianhe in the original work, he has actually said this a long time ago.
This matter is related to Qingting.

Uncle Jiu smiled as he walked out of the room.

"what's the topic?"

"nothing."

Gu Gu yawned and came to the stone table where Uncle Jiu sat down and looked at Zhao Zheng: "Don't worry, the General Forum will definitely investigate this matter thoroughly."

"Ah."

…………

Seven days later,
August twenty-fifth,
Night of returning to the soul.

early morning,

Yizhuang.

The inner court.

"So, the fragment of Muchun Dafa that the horse thief Wang Ying was carrying was actually accidentally lost by Master Shao?"

Zhao Zheng looked at Uncle Jiu with a strange expression. Uncle Jiu was silent for a while and said, "Yes, at least the current result is like this."

"Master, do you believe it?"

"What did you say?"

Uncle Jiu rolled his eyes, glanced at the ritual hall in the front yard, frowned and said, "Your uncle Shao's master is the great elder of Dan Pavilion, and his master died killing demons..."

Uncle Jiu continued to speak, without saying anything. He just said that he would go to Maoshan after solving the problem of the horse thief's resurrection.
At the same time, it was stated that

No one of Lin Jiu's disciples can bully him.

"Oh……"

understood,

The foundation is strong!
Seeing Zhao Zheng's expressionless expression, Uncle Jiu said helplessly: "Don't worry, I will go to Maoshan after I finish dealing with the matter of the horse thief's return."

"What a coincidence. I recently got a few pills that I can't understand. I wonder if I can ask this uncle to help me take a look?"

"???"

No,

what do you want?

Didn't you understand?
I said I would go to Maoshan later.

Uncle Jiu looked at Zhao Zheng with wide eyes. Zhao Zheng took out x4 chocolate beans from Lyon from the system and handed it to Uncle Jiu. Uncle Jiu took it, looked at it, smelled it, and raised his head uncertainly.

"Is this...Melissa?"

"No, this is not, this is a pill!"

"..."

You gave me a bucket a few days ago. I can still remember it. Uncle Jiu frowned and looked at the ten Malisin pills in his hand.

"Isn't it poisonous?"

"How is that possible? I just want to ask Uncle Shao to help me find out what kind of pill this is!" Zhao Zheng shook his head. How could he poison it?

He, Zhao Zheng, never harms his fellow disciples!
"..."

After a while,
Buddhist temple.

"It's really not poisoned?"

Uncle Jiu asked Zhao Zheng in a low voice. Seeing Zhao Zheng shake his head, he used the Thousand Miles of Sound Transmission Technique, and the magic pot quickly swayed with a curtain of water.

"roll!"

Snapped!
The water curtain dispersed, and Uncle Jiu used the Thousand Miles of Sound Transmission Technique again with an expressionless face. As the water curtain swayed, the figure of Master Dao Yan appeared.

"Three days!"

Master Dao Yan opened his lowered eyelids and saw Uncle Jiu and Zhao Zheng speaking directly. He had no other intention. How could his disciple Dao Yan be bullied by others?

"..."×2
Uncle Jiu looked at Zhao Zheng, who took out the chocolate beans wrapped in paper and handed them over: "Master, please help me deliver them to Uncle Shao."

Master Dao Yan raised his eyebrows, stared into Zhao Zheng's eyes for a while, reached across the water curtain, took the chocolate beans wrapped in paper, and shrank back.

"There's no poison in it, right?"

"..."×2
Zhao Zheng looked at Uncle Jiu subconsciously. He had no other intention. He just felt that Uncle Jiu... ahem, my master is the most powerful.

Uncle Jiu withdrew his gaze from Zhao Zheng expressionlessly. Master Dao Yan glanced at Uncle Jiu with disgust and looked at Zhao Zhengdao.

"You can't imitate your master's prescription of Croton Impermanence Powder, cough cough cough...Okay, I'll hand it over to that lard-blinded boy for you."

Snapped!
The water curtain spreads,

The thousand-mile telephony technique was removed.

Chemistry teacher Zhao Zheng, who has a bad memory, turned his head blankly and looked at the expressionless Uncle Jiu in confusion: "What's wrong? What did the master just say? Why did he suddenly withdraw the Thousand Miles of Sound Transmission spell?"

"Haha, nothing."

Uncle Jiu shook his head with a smile, and Zhao Zheng nodded. It wasn't until Uncle Jiu left the memorial hall that he breathed a sigh of relief.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk, I didn't expect that Master actually gave people laxatives when he was young, tsk, I can't tell, I can't tell at all..."

Thinking about the Croton Wuchang Powder in Uncle Jiu's study, which can cause diarrhea and even kill half of one's life, Zhao Zheng looked strange.
I just feel that Uncle Jiu has obtained another black history!
the other side,
Maoshan,

General forum.

Inside a house.

A middle-aged Taoist priest with gray hair sat on the ground with a pale face and red eyes: "Hey, I was blinded by lard after all..."

squeak-

The door opened,
"Uncle Headmaster!"

"Hey, Xiao Shao, you..."

Looking at his nephew Shao Hongming, who was sitting on the ground and looked as if he had aged more than ten years overnight, the headmaster sighed and continued.

"Your nephew Zhao wants to ask you a question!"

"it is good."

"..."

"I was wrong first."

Shao Hongming smiled bitterly, and the head master threw out the paper bag in his hand: "I have calculated that there is no poison in it, but... you..."

"I was wrong first!"

"..."

Mu De, you can't be cowardly. If you die, how can I see your dead master? The real master cursed in his heart.

Shao Hongming opened the paper bag and looked at the four black candies in it. He ate one without thinking too much.

"Ok?"

Shao Hongming frowned, and the head master stepped forward and frowned: "What's wrong? Xiao Shao, is it really poisoned inside?"

"……No."

Not only that,

This...candy is quite delicious!
Shao Hongming shook his head with strange eyes, flicked the cuff of his right hand, and three copper coins jingled to the ground. He took a look at the coins and showed the hexagram, stretched out his hand to grab a ghost sealing altar from the corner of the room and opened it.

A ghost appeared, but before it could escape, it was restrained in mid-air by the real master. Without him, he also saw the hexagram.

The hexagram is simple,
It just shows the effect of these four sugars.

"This candy...oh, Malice!"

Thinking about the Mai Lisu that Master Dao Yan showed off to him last time, which disciple bought from abroad, the headmaster frowned slightly.
A golden light flashed through his eyes. Forgive him for his blindness, he didn't see anything special. No, it wasn't special at all.
It’s just ordinary Malissa!
However, Mai Lisu can also fight ghosts? The real headmaster frowned and looked at the hexagram shown by the three copper coins.

"Fighting ghosts?"

Looking at the divination shown by the copper coins, Shao Hongming doubtfully picked up a chocolate bean in the palm of his left hand and threw it at the evil ghost restrained in mid-air by the real master.

Bang!
Wisps of spiritual light spread across the world, and Shao Hongming stared at the evil ghost who was directly killed by the chocolate beans with wide eyes.
The same was true for the real person in charge, his eyes widened, but before he could recover, he saw Shao Hongming throw it away again.

Bang!
As Chocolate Bean was used by Shao Hongming to break another ghost altar and kill the ghosts in it,
Shao Hongming's eyes widened and he maintained the posture of throwing chocolate beans blankly. He looked at the last chocolate bean left in his palm and then at the broken ghost sealing altar.

Repeat, repeat, repeat,
one second,
two seconds,

three seconds...

Click click click click click——

puff~
As he spat out a mouthful of blood, Shao Hongming fainted. Blood kept flowing from the corners of his mouth and his whole body was twitching.

As soon as the master's footsteps moved, he supported the wall, covered his painful heart with his hand, and stared at the chocolate bean that fell to the ground.
After a long time,
Finally, there was a muffled groan. The headmaster wiped the blood that spilled from the corner of his mouth with a face like gold, and put away the last chocolate bean in the air.
He stepped forward to check and looked at Shao Hongming's broken Taoist heart and 90% of the meridians in his body, and he sighed helplessly.

"Oh~ It's okay, it's useless, so I don't want to think about it anymore!"

but,

What the hell is this?
Mai Lisu... can also fight ghosts? ? ?

The headmaster looked at the chocolate beans in his hand...

(End of this chapter)