Soul Ferry: My master is Uncle Jiu

Chapter 108 Bewitched

"An Yan, come with me."

Back at the inn, Uncle Jiu glanced at the expressionless senior brother Shi Jian, and then condensed his mana into threads and moved his lips slightly to send a message to An Yan.

He was following behind, thinking about how Shi Jian would take action, when he suddenly heard the voice of his master, Uncle Jiu, ringing in his ears, and he couldn't help but look up at Uncle Jiu who was walking in front.

What happened tonight was a surprise to everyone, and the brothers did not expect that the disciples of senior brother Shi Jian would actually use unorthodox techniques to do evil.

What about before?

Does the powerful senior brother really not know? Still deliberately turning a blind eye, and even helping Shi Shaojian wipe his butt.

They were all thinking, would it really be good if Shi Jian really became the head of the Maoshan Sect?

I didn't have a choice before, but it's different now.

Not only was Senior Brother Lin Jiu very powerful, he was even more popular with his master when he was still alive. There were even rumors that the master would pass the position of head to him.

Unfortunately, the master passed away shortly after the breakthrough failed, and the elders in the sect had to let senior brother Shi Jian temporarily take over the position of head.

Compared with their worries, Qiu Sheng, Wen Cai and A Wei were much simpler. Seeing Shi Shaojian in such a situation, they all snickered in joy at his misfortune.

Others returned to the room one after another. Uncle Jiu's room was next to An Yan's. An Yan followed Uncle Jiu in.

After entering the room, An Yan closed the door.

Uncle Jiu also waved his hand and placed a magic barrier in the room to prevent others from hearing the conversation and causing unnecessary misunderstandings.

Looking at the amazing apprentice in front of him, Uncle Jiu sat down on the chair and sighed: "Okay, come and sit down. You are better than the master now, are you still afraid of the master beating you?"

An Yan, who was still a little anxious at first, immediately showed a flattering smile when he saw this. He quickly ran over to pick up the teapot and poured a cup of tea for Master Jiu Shu. He flattered him and said, "In the hearts of disciples, Master is always the strongest. If it hadn't been during the day, The master took action to help suppress the master uncle, and the disciple is afraid that he will suffer a loss."

"Come, master, please have some tea."

Seeing An Yan's arrogant look, Uncle Jiu was not polite. He picked up the tea and took a sip. When he saw An Yan was still laughing, he said angrily: "Don't think that you're done with flattering me. You're still smiling." come out?"

Uncle Jiu knew what happened during the day. This brat suppressed senior brother Shi Jian from beginning to end. He took action firstly to protect his shortcomings, and secondly to allow senior brother Shi Jian to have a way to step down and not make the matter too big. .

But God is not as good as man, and when he was still thinking about how to resolve the conflict between An Yan and his senior brother Shi Jian, something like this happened.

Senior brother Shi Jian raised his apprentice Shi Shaojian as his own son, which can be seen from his name. Now he has personally destroyed his apprentice. Based on his understanding of senior brother Shi Jian, he is afraid that senior brother Shi Jian will not let it go.

An Yan said innocently: "Master, you really can't blame me for this!"

"What's the difference between what Shi Shaojian did and that evil way?"

"Since he has the guts to do it, if he sows evil causes, he will reap evil consequences."

"In normal times, I would have killed him a long time ago. Now it is the most benevolent thing for me to allow him to live."

"You brat, who do you think your master is?" Uncle Jiu glared, "Am I blaming you now? I'm teaching you to get rid of evil. Now that you let Shi Shaojian go, you let your uncle know It’s you who did it, I’m afraid the other party will hold a grudge!”

"You can only be a thief for a thousand days, how can you prevent a thief for a thousand days?"

Uncle Jiu's words and deeds all said that this matter was not done cleanly enough, and there would be endless troubles.

Seeing Uncle Jiu's serious look, which completely broke his stereotyped understanding of his master, Uncle Jiu, An Yan took a breath and said in shock: "Master didn't expect you to be such a person! Sure enough, ginger is still spicy, and fox is still old. cunning."

"You bastard! Are you calling the master cunning?" Uncle Jiu raised his hand and wanted to hit him, but when he thought that he might not be able to beat his disciple now, he hesitated and put it down.

"No way? Master, I am praising you!"

An Yan naturally refused to admit it even to death, looking aggrieved.

Uncle Jiu rolled his eyes when he saw this, not even a ghost would believe this. But now is not the time to dwell on this. He said seriously: "An Yan, with your uncle's temperament, he will definitely not let you go easily. Listen to my words, you should go out to avoid the limelight for the time being."

"Master, since you know my uncle's temperament, why do you still let him be the leader?" An Yan was really puzzled. "Besides, I was right. If he dares to cause trouble, he has to see if his fists are strong enough!"

"Although Senior Brother's temper is a bit bad, there is nothing out of the ordinary, right?"

Uncle Jiu also expected An Yan's rejection, so he continued: "Don't worry about the head's affairs. If your uncle comes to trouble you, you come to the master, and the master will help you."

Hearing this, the corners of An Yan's lips raised, right, this was the Uncle Jiu he was familiar with, a first-class protector of shortcomings.

"Thank you, master!"

"Okay, it's late at night, you should go back and rest early."

"Then master, you should go to bed early."

An Yan nodded and stood up to leave.

Just when he was about to open the door, Uncle Jiu's words came from behind.

"But let me tell you, tonight's work was well done."

An Yan paused, smiled brightly, and then left.

Uncle Jiu himself also laughed. He has strength and speaks with confidence!

However, Shi Shaojian, who became a disabled person, was not so happy anymore.

In the dark night, he staggered forward with a look of hatred and ferocity on his face. Faces flashed in front of him, and finally he settled on An Yan and his own father Shi Jian.

He hated An Yan for ruining everything about him. If it hadn't been for him, he wouldn't have ended up like this.

He also hated his biological father and master Shi Jian, who ruthlessly destroyed his own cultivation and expelled him from the school for the sake of his position and reputation as the leader.

Hate it! He hates it! I wish I could kill everyone!

Recalling what Shi Jian told him to wait for him at the abandoned temple tomorrow, Shi Shaojian showed resentment in his eyes. Did he want to see his joke?

He is not going to go. He has been exposed to a lot of evil arts over the years, and he wants to take revenge on his own strength.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk, isn't this the disciple of the majestic leader of Maoshan? How come he has become a lost dog now?"

A man wearing a ghost mask walked out of the darkness. It was the old man who appeared in Tengteng Town that day. His voice was cold and unpleasant, like the sound of nails scratching sandpaper.

"!"

When the unpleasant voice reached his ears, Shi Shaojian suddenly raised his head and looked at the old man, showing a violent and dark look, and said hoarsely: "What kind of cat and dog are you? It's not your turn to point fingers!"

"Jie Jie Jie!"

"I like the look in your eyes very much!"

The old man didn't pay attention to Shi Shaojian's defeated dog speech. Instead, he laughed and said in a bewitching voice: "Do you want power? Do you want revenge? I can help you!"

Shi Shaojian wasn't stupid either. He sneered and said, "You're hiding your head and showing your tail. Why should I believe you?"

"Just because you and I have a common enemy! As the saying goes, the enemy of our enemy is our friend."

"How was it? The Zombie King that night was very strong, wasn't it? I made it!"

The old man's voice was filled with pride. Being able to refine a black zombie in this era, he was naturally proud of himself.

Unexpectedly, Shi Shaojian didn't play according to the routine at all, and sarcastically said: "You are talking about the zombie king who was beaten and fled that night?"

The face of the old man's mask suddenly darkened. Boy, if you don't know how to speak, then stop talking. Is this what a human said?

(End of this chapter)