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Chapter 321 Even Uncle Jiu can’t protect them, I said!

night.

In the mountains and forests, Hong Chen chose a piece of extremely high ground for corpse breeding and replanted Nintendo.

As time went by, Nintendo's zombie body grew rapidly, and the amount of blood that Hong Chen lost every day also continued to increase.

Fortunately, Hong Chen has the power of thirteen dragon elephants, the Wanxiang sword body, and the nine dragons to protect him. If it were someone else, the blood loss in the past month would turn him into a mummy.

The corpse odor in the corpse pit was as black as ink and thick and dripping.

At first glance, it really looked like someone had filled the pit with black ink, and every fluctuation of the corpse qi looked like waves of ink.

Focusing our attention on the source of the corpse qi, the changes are even more astonishing.

Instead of continuing to strengthen, the body of Nintendo's zombie became even thinner than before, as if it had suddenly shrunk in water. The dark blue skin was directly attached to the bones, and the muscles in the middle seemed to have been dissolved.

Hong Chen didn't quite understand the principle behind this, because there was no similar description in the Maoshan corpse refining technique.

But a zombie is still a zombie, so let's just wait and see. Anyway, after this period of raising and refining the zombie, Hong Chen has already gained control of this zombie. Even if it gets out of control, there is no need to worry about Nintendo turning the tables.

Back at the charity cemetery, everyone was working together to print paper money for the dead.

The job of the head of the underworld bank is not easy. As a Maoshan Taoist priest, Uncle Jiu is definitely not a professional in finance, but he still has to do his job conscientiously and take the factor of inflation into consideration.

"Everyone has been working hard recently. After July, I will give each of you a reward that will satisfy you."

Hearing this, Jiale and Jingjing became very motivated.

Only Qiu Sheng and Wen Cai, who were familiar with Uncle Jiu, had no reaction to this.

As we all know, Uncle Jiu is not only narrow-minded, but also very stingy.

"Master, I remember that we didn't print that much ghost money last year. Why did it suddenly increase so much today, and the denominations became larger?"

Uncle Jiu put his hands behind his back and said seriously, "Haven't you noticed that prices in the human world have been rising in the past year? It's not easy for the ghost messengers in the underworld. They haven't had a salary increase in so many years. It's time to give them a raise."

"But this is too much, isn't it?" Qiu Sheng hammered his shoulder.

Uncle Jiu's face darkened: "If you don't want to do it, you don't have to do it!"

Qiu Sheng quickly apologized with a smile: "Well, I just said that, why are you still angry, Master?"

Hong Chen walked silently to the side and continued grinding ink.

Uncle Jiu glanced at him and was immediately shocked by the small but strong amount of corpse qi remaining on him. But when he thought of what Hong Chen had said in his previous letter about corpse refining, his brows relaxed.

He was extremely worried about Qiu Sheng and Wencai, but when it came to Hong Chen, he felt that he had nothing to worry about.

Two days later, a team beating drums and gongs came to the outside of the charity cemetery with great momentum.

Ren Fa brought his cousin and niece Ren Zhuzhu's family to formally recognize Jingjing as their relative, and also prepared a large number of gifts to thank Hong Chen and Uncle Jiu.

When everyone looked at Jingjing and Ren Zhuzhu, who looked almost identical, all their suspicions disappeared instantly.

The family recognition drama was so touching that Hong Chen ate an extra bowl of rice at the dinner and finished a whole roasted leg of lamb by himself.

Nintendo has been eating more and more recently, so he needs to take care of himself.

Time flies, and in a blink of an eye, July 15th is here.

The room was already filled with brand new ghost money, which had almost no value in the world of the living because they were not the same as the paper money burned for deceased elders. Simply put, they were special supplies for ghost messengers.

People go to bed especially early today. Even if they really can't sleep, they will close the doors and windows and extinguish the candles.

At one o'clock, the underground gate opened wide.

The ghost messengers of the underworld are ordered to escort ghosts who have not yet reincarnated through the gates of hell to the world of the living, so that they can accept offerings from the world of the living and enjoy some services that they cannot get in the underworld.

Is it similar to taking a walk in prison?
Actually, if you think about it carefully, there is not much difference.

After all, how could a good ghost in one’s family never be able to reincarnate?

Uncle Jiu looked at the sky and turned back to say, "Go to bed early tonight, and don't be too curious about any noises you hear, otherwise I may not always be able to save you."

Everyone nodded. At this time, the yin energy was rising and the temperature was dropping sharply. Most people would not think of going out for a walk at this time.

But, there are always some extraordinary people in the charity cemetery.

Uncle Jiu always felt that someone was missing. He counted them carefully and immediately raised his eyebrows and asked, "Where is Wencai?"

Qiu Sheng raised his hand: "Master, he said he was short and went to the troupe in advance to reserve a seat."

"Opera troupe?" Uncle Jiu's eyes widened. "Is the play tonight meant for people to listen to?!"

In fact, Hong Chen had seen Wencai's sneaky back when he left, but he didn't say a word at that time.

Qiu Sheng shrank his head, "What should I do then, Master?"

"Of course we have to rush to rescue them, what else can we do!"

As soon as Uncle Jiu finished speaking, Hong Chen immediately said, "Master, I'm sleepy."

Hearing this, Uncle Jiu looked at him in astonishment.

Hong Chen yawned, tears seeping from the corners of his eyes.

After a pause, Uncle Jiu nodded: "Okay, Jiale and Jingjing should stay too. I will take Qiu Sheng with me. You guys should go to bed early."

Hong Chen waved his hand: "Go slowly, Master."

As soon as Uncle Jiu took Qiu Sheng away from the charity cemetery, Jiale and Jingjing immediately came to Hong Chen.

"What are you doing?"

Jia Le was puzzled: "Junior brother, you have never been a person who would stand by and watch someone die without helping. Why did you just…"

"Yes, little junior brother, I remember that you saved Uncle Qianhe that time, why didn't you save Senior Brother Wencai this time?" Jingjing also asked in confusion.

Hong Chen curled his lips and raised his index finger: "First, although there are many ghosts tonight, they will never dare to kill people under the escort of the ghost catcher. At most, they will absorb a breath of Yang Qi to satisfy their cravings. Even if they do so, they will definitely be punished when they return to the underworld. Second, Master will personally take action. Even if Wencai dies tonight, Master can arrange for him to reincarnate smoothly. Third, Junior Sister Jingjing, what did you call me just now?"

Jingjing's eyes twitched slightly, she lowered her head and called out reluctantly, "Master... Senior Brother."

"Junior sister is so good!"

After saying that, Hong Chen went straight back to the house.

Tonight, without Hong Chen's intervention, Wencai and Qiu Sheng would definitely be in trouble.

Moreover, the disaster is not small.

The underworld’s accountability will directly affect the Master’s current and future treatment.

Even Maoshan lost its face for many years because of this incident - the "Thunder King" Shi Jian.

Of course, Shi Jian and Shi Shaojian in the movie story both deserved to die. But the incident was so big that it directly damaged the reputation and prestige of Maoshan, which would directly affect the luck that the entire Maoshan sect had accumulated over a thousand years.

Going further, selfishly speaking, the fortune of Maoshan is also directly related to Uncle Jiu's cultivation and Uncle Simu's wish.

Hong Chen has only these two main tasks so far, and the trouble caused by Qiu Sheng and Wencai will directly affect the two tasks.

However, it is not possible to intervene now.

He knew how the plot would develop today because he had seen the movie, but what if one day Qiu Sheng and Wen Cai did something that was not in the movie?

Therefore, Hong Chen must resolve the hidden danger as soon as possible.

This disaster is the best opportunity.

Or, Qiu Sheng and Wen Cai will wake up completely, stop acting recklessly, and dare not cause trouble at will.

Otherwise, Hong Chen will be the eldest senior fellow disciple of Uncle Jiu in the future.

There is no room for negotiation and it is not negotiable.

Even Uncle Jiu can’t protect them, I said!

(End of this chapter)