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

Chapter 5 Uncle Jiu: I really don’t want to drink this tea!

This tea,

I really don’t want to drink it!

Uncle Jiu, who was sitting on a stone chair in the yard, rubbed his frown and looked at the extremely handsome young man kneeling on the ground in front of him.

He is much more handsome than Qiu Sheng, no wonder the female ghosts want to take him away!

Looking up again at the three boxes placed in the yard, Uncle Jiu looked helplessly at Zhao Zheng, who looked at him respectfully.

"When did I agree to accept you as my disciple?"

"It was on the dinner table yesterday!"

"Really?"

"Of course, those waiters can testify!"

"..."

It's a mistake to drink!

Uncle Jiu thought in annoyance, frowned and recalled for a while, then looked at Zhao Zheng uncertainly: "I should just accept you as a registered disciple!"

"Yes, Master said that you need to see how my character is before you say anything!" Zhao Zheng nodded and said truthfully.

"Ok!"

A flash of surprise flashed in Uncle Jiu's eyes. He was a little surprised. After Zhao Zheng told the truth, he took the tea in Zhao Zheng's hand and drank it in one gulp. He said, "Okay," and then pointed to the boxes.

"You can become a disciple, but forget about these gifts!"

"Thank you, Master."

Zhao Zheng nodded and stood up: "Master, you'd better accept these gifts. You've already bought them, so it's hard to return them. And there's nothing in them. Except for a few wild ginsengs worth some money, the rest are all books. These are some Taoist treasures and strange people and stories that the disciples have collected over time!"

"Daozang!"

Uncle Jiu's eyes showed surprise. After taking a good look at Zhao Zheng, he came to the first box, opened it, looked at the thick Taozang under the three gift boxes, turned it over, and looked at Zhao Zhengdao with a smile.

"I'm determined!"

Although he had seen most of them, he found that he had not seen a small part. Thinking about it, Uncle Jiu opened the three gift boxes and saw only three aged wild ginseng trees, which made him frown instantly.

"This is too valuable, you'd better take it back!"

"Master... Actually, this preciousness may not be... that precious to me!" Zhao Zheng paused and organized his words.

"Master, you know me. I am the only son of the mayor of Tengteng Town. My uncle Renfa Ren is the master. This gift is to me..."

"..."

Okay, I know your family is rich.

Uncle Jiu, who just felt that he shouldn't ask more questions, looked at Zhao Zheng helplessly and said: "Since you said so, I will accept it."

After finishing speaking, Uncle Jiu said with an embarrassed look on his face.

"By the way, what's your name!"

"...My name is Zhao Zheng!"

Zhao Zheng was silent for a while before speaking. Uncle Jiu was slightly startled when he heard this. He looked at Zhao Zheng in surprise and said secretly: "Your name is quite domineering. It must be taken from Ying Zheng."

If he remembers correctly,

Ying Zheng,

Also called Zhao Zheng!

I have to say that this name suits Zhao Zheng very well. He is as handsome as his name suggests, handsome and yet heroic.

"Correct!"

Zhao Zheng nodded. As for how he chose this name, you have to ask what his father was thinking at the time.

"Okay, go get Wen Cai up. He is your senior brother. You two go and carry these books to the study."

Uncle Jiu said, pointing first to the outside of the morgue, then to the study next to him, and added: "By the way, when Qiu Sheng comes over, if he secretly asks you to call him Senior Brother, you should ignore him, he will Just tell me if I bully you!"

Speaking of this, Uncle Jiu wanted to beat Qiu Sheng. He didn't know what this brat was thinking, but he secretly asked Wen Cai to call him Senior Brother.

"it is good!"

Zhao Zheng nodded, went outside the morgue, and woke up the scholar who was sleeping soundly with his arms around Bai Jiayi.

"Elder brother, wake up..."

"Who..."

After waking up Wencai who was a little tired of getting up, the two of them carried the three boxes containing Taoist scriptures to the study, and then came to the yard talking and laughing.

"I didn't expect Master to actually accept you as his disciple. I thought Master wouldn't accept you..."

Zhao Zheng didn't speak, just smiled until a surprised voice sounded at the door of Yizhuang: "Master, who is this!"

"This is your junior brother Zhao Zheng."

Uncle Jiu was drinking tea and said a little helplessly. Qiu Sheng was stunned when he heard this and looked at Zhao Zheng in surprise: "You are not the one in Tengteng Town who carries the murderer..."

"I've met Second Senior Brother..."

Zhao Zheng smiled and said,

Very good, everyone in Yizhuang is here!

……

Time flies by,

After the Mid-Autumn Festival,

It’s the first day of September.

Ren Tingting also went to the provincial capital to continue her studies because school has started. She probably won't be able to come back until the plot begins.

As for this month, Zhao Zheng learned a lot, but most of it was just theoretical, such as ghost-killing curses, spiritual official seals and the like.

Uncle Jiu didn't keep it secretly. Qiu Sheng and Wen Cai even showed off to him from time to time, but he didn't use it much.

It's not that he doesn't know how to use it, but Uncle Jiu won't let him practice blindly. The probably reason is because he has no magic power and no blue bars. If he uses it randomly, his health bar will be deducted!

six o'clock in the morning,

Uncle Jiu, who had finished his morning classes at the Buddhist temple, heard the creaking of the gate of Yizhuang. He knew it was six o'clock without even looking at the sky.

He didn't mean anything else, he just wanted to say that his little apprentice was really punctual. He had been here at six o'clock every day for more than a month!

"Master, morning."

"Ok!"

Uncle Jiu nodded and watched Zhao Zheng pick up the broom and clean the yard after adding tea to the teapot on the stone table. He came to the stone table, picked up the tea that Zhao Zheng had poured, drank the Tieguanyin that his young apprentice bought for him, and looked at Zhao Zheng who was sweeping the floor, his eyes were quite complicated.

So good,

So obedient,

Comparing Qiu Sheng and Wen Cai, he felt that Zhao Zheng was a treasure. He was honest and talked little, but he felt very uncomfortable.

"Maybe I don't have that fate!"

Uncle Jiu thought silently in his heart. Looking at Zhao Zheng cleaning the yard, he remembered his previous conversation with Zhao Zheng.

"You come to Yizhuang every day, and I just ask you to sweep the floor, cook, and fold ingots. If there are rituals, I won't take you there. Aren't you afraid that I won't teach you your real skills?"

"Afraid!"

"Afraid of doing this again?"

"I did it just because I was afraid!"

"..."

"Why did you become a disciple?"

"I want to eliminate demons and protect the Tao!"

"……to be honest!"

"fear death!"

"What else?"

"Afraid of being beaten to death!"

"……Gone?"

"Yes, I'm afraid of being accidentally beaten to death!"

"..."

You are just afraid of death, right?

Thinking about it, Uncle Jiu came back to his senses, looked at Zhao Zheng who went to the kitchen to cook after sweeping the floor, and couldn't help but sigh when comparing the information he got.

"It seems that the female ghost has a profound influence on him, but this can be considered a good influence. It makes a playboy become a good boy, but he becomes less courageous, but this is normal. Who in the world is not afraid of those monsters and monsters? …”

Uncle Jiu thought to himself, looked at Zhao Zheng who was cooking, coughed twice and said: "Zheng'er, stop cooking, boil some hot water, take a shower and change clothes, Master, I will officially accept you as my disciple today!"

"Okay, Master!"

"..."

Gone?

Is this gone?

You can't be more excited!

Uncle Jiu's prepared words were instantly suppressed. Looking at Zhao Zheng in the kitchen, he felt that he should test it for a few more months!

……

Buddhist temple,

Incense curls up, and bursts of soothing sandalwood sway with the breeze, turning into ripples of green smoke.

Qiu Sheng and Wen Cai, who were standing on either side, no longer played their usual playful and playful mood, but became serious.

Uncle Jiu stood by the altar table and looked at a handsome young man who was only about eighteen years old and wearing scented Taoist robes kneeling on the futon.

Or,

His named disciple Zhao Zheng.

Looking at Zhao Zheng's serious look, Uncle Jiu helplessly picked up the memorial inscription prepared on the table and Zhao Zheng's birth date and read out: "Today I have a disciple, Zhao Zheng, who is loyal and friendly to others. Heaven and earth can learn from this. As a witness, Master, he is admitted to the door of my Shangqing Sect and becomes the seventieth generation disciple!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Uncle Jiu turned over his hand and lit it with the sacrificial inscriptions and the eight-character birthday inscriptions written on them. The moment the sacrificial inscriptions burned out.

A bright but not dazzling golden light lit up the memorial tablet of the ancestor on the altar table, illuminating the ritual hall, and an old voice slowly sounded.

"check!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a flash of golden light flew out, turning into a bamboo slip and floating in the air, making Zhao Zheng's eyes shrink slightly.

Because he saw three characters written in large seal script on this bamboo slip - Book of Life and Death.

"As expected, becoming a disciple in this world full of ghosts and gods is not as simple as kowtow!" Zhao Zheng thought silently in his heart.

But he didn't know that this was Shangcha III.

As the bamboo slips unfolded and a piece of information appeared on the outline of the word "Zhao Zheng", Uncle Jiu nodded, and an old voice came from the golden tablet.

"Can!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a golden light flew out from the memorial tablet and instantly fell on Zhao Zheng's eyebrows. His head swelled as he saw a few thousand words in his mind, Maoshan Qingda Cave Scripture.

"Why don't you kowtow and thank all the ancestors for passing on the Dharma!"

Uncle Jiu reminded, Zhao Zheng quickly kowtowed three times and said: "Disciple Zhao Zheng, thank you all the ancestors for passing on the Dharma!"

"Ok!"

The tablet responded, and after the golden light dissipated, Qiu Sheng and Wen Cai breathed a sigh of relief.

"Hey, I'm so exhausted..."

"It's just that my legs are sore from standing..."

Wencai, who was talking, saw Uncle Jiu's eyes and tone paused. Just as he was thinking about why you were looking at me, he found that Qiu Sheng had already run out, and he was so angry that he quickly chased after him.

"Okay, I guess you already have the True Scripture of Qingda Cave on Maoshan Mountain in your mind. How about it? Is there anything you can't understand? By the way, the problems you usually encounter when reading Dao Zang and you don't understand are also included. Ask your teacher."

After Uncle Jiu finished speaking, he watched blankly as Zhao Zheng took out a book from his arms, one finger thick, oh, it should be called The Complete Questions of Zhao Zheng.

Ok,

A four-character book with a complete list of questions written on it.

"Yes, a lot!"

Zhao Zheng nodded, and while browsing the Qingdadong Scripture on Maoshan Mountain in his mind, he handed the collection of questions to Uncle Jiu, who took it with his hand with a twitching corner of his mouth.

"……I can tell!"

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