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

Chapter 55 Zhao Zheng: Master, she doesn’t give you face!

The feet arrive,

Thunder flashes and ghosts fly,

bang...

"what……"

Dong Xiaoyu screamed, flew backwards, fell heavily against the wall, and white smoke rose from the place where Zhao Zheng kicked her chest.

Uncle Jiu's mouth twitched as he looked at everything that was happening in front of him. Then he looked at Zhao Zheng, who looked like he was about to kill him, and quickly stepped forward to stop him.

"enough!"

"Oh……"

Zhao Zheng held back his feet silently, looking regretfully at the illusory figure that was hit by him. However, Dong Xiaoyu, who was still far away from death, whispered in a low voice: "How dare you harm my second senior brother!"

"..."

Come on,

Shut up!

Uncle Jiu glared at Zhao Zheng, looked at Dong Xiaoyu who stood up with a painful look on his chest and said: "Girl, there are different paths between humans and ghosts..."

But before he finished speaking, he saw Qiu Sheng calling Xiaoyu, running to Xiaoyu, blocking them, and begging.

"Master, little junior brother, I beg you to let Xiaoyu go, she didn't harm me, she is not an evil ghost, she is a good ghost!"

"You... are so obsessed!"

Uncle Jiu looked at Qiu Sheng angrily, causing Qiu Sheng to turn pale and say: "Master, just let Xiaoyu go, I beg you!"

"Brother Sheng, wait for me!"

Dong Xiaoyu looked pale, glanced at Qiu Sheng reluctantly, then turned into a stream of light and rushed towards the window!

But as Dong Xiaoyu approached, the window suddenly emitted a golden light, causing Dong Xiaoyu, who had turned into a stream of light, to scream and reveal his true form, flew out, and fell heavily to the ground.

"Xiaoyu..."

Qiu Sheng stepped forward in distress, and when he saw Uncle Jiu’s brows knitting together, he said angrily: “Qiu Sheng, get out of my way!”

"Master, I beg you to let her go!"

Qiu Sheng embraced Xiaoyu, whose soul and body were even more illusory, and begged. Uncle Jiu looked at Qiu Sheng helplessly and sighed.

Looking behind Qiu Sheng, Dong Xiaoyu looked pale and his figure was more illusory than before: "Girl, if you promise not to pester me as your apprentice, I will let you go, otherwise..."

Uncle Jiu's face became solemn as he spoke, and he did not continue. Dong Xiaoyu naturally understood and just looked at Qiu Sheng who met her eyes with reluctance.

"Brother Sheng!"

"Xiaoyu..."

Qiu Sheng spoke with a complicated expression, but his eyes were a bit complicated, and he tried not to look at Dong Xiaoyu's face above the mouth.

The two looked at each other for a while, and when Dong Xiaoyu vaguely noticed something was wrong, Uncle Jiu heard Zhao Zheng whispering.

"Master, I think she doesn't give you face!"

"..."

You can shut up,

I think you don’t want to give me face!

Uncle Jiu looked at Zhao Zheng expressionlessly. It wasn't until Zhao Zheng lowered his head that he looked at Dong Xiaoyu and Qiu Sheng.

"How do you think about it..."

"I promised the Taoist Master not to see Brother Sheng from now on, but I also ask the Taoist Master not to blame Brother Sheng. It's all the little girl's fault..."

Dong Xiaoyu spoke, and when Qiu Sheng was moved for a moment, he heard Uncle Jiu's big hand pointing outside the window, grabbing the talisman paper he had pasted before he came in, and saying it into his hand.

"Okay, let's go now!"

"Yes, Taoist Priest!"

After Dong Xiaoyu finished speaking, he looked at Qiu Sheng and said, "Brother Sheng, take good care of yourself in the future..." As he spoke, he turned into a stream of light and flew out of the window.

"Xiaoyu..."

Qiu Sheng stared blankly at the disappearing light outside the window, and it wasn't until Uncle Jiu patted him on the shoulder that he came back to his senses.

"Master, do Xiaoyu and I still have a chance?"

"People and ghosts have different paths..."

"I know, it's just Master, I..."

"No just!"

Uncle Jiu interrupted and looked at Qiu Sheng angrily: "You have been cultivating the Tao for eight or nine years, and you are still fascinated by a female ghost. Isn't it a shame?"

Qiu Sheng looked embarrassed, Zhao Zheng looked expressionless, and Uncle Jiu glared at the two apprentices who made him feel irritated.

"Okay, let's go home!"

"Yes, Master!"×2

Uncle Jiu took a deep look at Zhao Zheng, who was feeling particularly strange tonight, and was about to turn around and ask Qiu Sheng what was going on.

until,

The three of them walked to the gate of the abandoned house.

Zhao Zheng, who was hit in the back and almost fell unsteadily, stretched out his hand and patted the dust on his back expressionlessly, then turned to look at Uncle Jiu who stepped out of the door with his right foot first.

"Master, is it inappropriate to go left foot first today?"

Upon hearing this, Qiu Sheng suddenly stopped and almost fell down, but he still bumped into Uncle Jiu. Uncle Jiu helped Qiu Sheng with an expressionless expression and said.

"No, you just did it!"

"???" "Um?"

"……right!"

"Ok!"

Uncle Jiu hummed in satisfaction, took the lead with his hands behind his back, walked a few steps, frowned and turned to look at Zhao Zhengdao behind him.

"That kick you just made?"

"Shocking Three Tribulation Steps!"

"..."

"...It's the Thunder in the Palm!"

"..."

I knew it!

Uncle Jiu looked at Zhao Zheng speechlessly, then glanced at Zhao Zheng's hands and feet: "Okay, why did you change the name randomly?"

"You're bluffing!"

"..."

"By the way, Master, Palm Thunder Woken..."

"Shut up!"

Uncle Jiu spoke expressionlessly. He was still injured and didn't want to hear any more nonsense.

no other meaning,

He just doesn't want to go down and see the Patriarch!

"Oh……"

Until, the three of them came to Zhao Mansion. After Zhao Zheng went to practice, he asked Qiu Sheng about the plum blossom incense array.

"...I missed something? Thank you?"

After listening to Qiu Sheng's words and looking at Zhao Zheng who was practicing in the Dharma Hall, Uncle Jiu's mouth twitched and he rubbed his eyebrows.

He probably understood what was going on. Fortunately, he thought it was a big deal, but in the end... okay,

It's up to him...

Uncle Jiu raised his brows, frowned slightly, and fell into silence for a few seconds before looking disgustedly at Qiu Sheng, who looked like he was losing kidney energy.

"Okay, tonight, no, you will stay here for the next few days. Your aunt will tell you where the teacher will be, and you will practice for me and take good care of your body!"

"Yes, Master!"

"Also, don't mention female ghosts in front of your junior brother in the future..." Uncle Jiu hesitated and said in a low voice.

"???"

"Just do it!"

"oh oh!"

"the same as you!"

Uncle Jiu looked at Wencai, who was dancing on the glutinous rice and not forgetting to eavesdrop. He felt relieved when Wencai nodded.

"Go and have a rest. Don't look around. There are no empty guest rooms, so you and Wencai can squeeze into a room!" Uncle Jiu said to Qiu Sheng, who was looking to see if there was an empty room.

Watching Qiu Sheng go back to his room to rest, Uncle Jiu checked Wen Cai's arm that was grabbed by Ren Weiyong. After letting Wen Cai go back to the room to continue dancing with glutinous rice, he looked at a tree outside the mansion.

Or,

Ghost in the tree!

Uncle Jiu frowned slightly and looked back at Zhao Zheng, who was still practicing in the ritual hall. He took out a Five Thunder Talisman from his pocket and threw it outside the room. An electric arc flashed in the air.

He looked at the swaying branches and the missing ghost, shook his head, and went to the room of Taoist Four Eyes. After checking how the Taoist Four Eyes's injuries were recovering, he returned to the room to continue recuperating from his injuries.

A night of silence,

The next day,

The seventh day of October,

night,

Outside the rebuilt Yi Zhuang,

At the door of the temporary room built to store things in the Ghost Altar and Yi Zhuang, Uncle Jiu faced Zhao Zhengdao with the corpse-receiving altar hanging in his arms.

"Zheng'er, be careful on the road. If you need anything, ask your uncle. If you don't understand, ask him. By the way, don't forget to cook medicine for your uncle!"

"..."

No,

I'm seriously injured, why are you still asking?

Taoist Priest Four Eyes, whose face was no longer as pale as gold paper, complained in his heart, but did not dare to refute.

"I understand, Master!"

"Have you brought everything?"

"Bring it all together!"

Zhao Zheng patted the satchel he was carrying. There were some magic weapons given by Uncle Jiu in it. Then he looked at the walking corpses and saw that there were some things he had prepared. It would be impossible not to prepare them.

Especially after hearing Taoist Master Four Eyes say that Master Ikkyu didn't have any disciples yet, he felt that he might just meet him.

Uncle Jiu nodded.

"That's good!"

"Okay, then I'm leaving. Master, uncle, and cousin, please don't send me off..." Zhao Zheng waved to Uncle Jiu, Ren Fa and others...

(End of this chapter)