Starting from Uncle Nine

Chapter 16 Don't Ask, Asking Is for the People's Lives

Do you think these Maoshan Taoist priests are so impartial?Why do we have to spend our lives and blood to create a peaceful and prosperous age, and give those wine bags and rice bags daily big fish and meat, drunk and dreaming?

Jiao Jie does not deny that there are really selfless people in this world who can give everything for their ideals. There are such people, but they are not Maoshan Taoist priests.

There aren't so many human scum who carelessly disregard human life. Where did the ghosts and monsters come from to brush up the political achievements of Maoshan Taoist priests?

Don't think too much, think carefully.

Don't ask, asking is to slay demons and demons, for the common people of the world!

"Uncle, go and collect some firewood."

Ma Madi said with an unhappy face: "I'm going to pick up matches, so what are you doing?"

"Me? Of course I have something I should do. By the way, remember to clean up the snake when I come back from collecting firewood, and put the snake meat in when cooking the porridge later." After finishing speaking, Jiao Jie used his hands and feet together, as if A nimble old ape ran up the tree in two or three strokes.

Jiao Jie opened his mouth and was able to absorb the pure yang energy emitted by the rising sun. Although there was only one wisp, this wisp was already worth Jiao Jie's three days of hard work.

When the sun was rising in the early morning, the purple air came from the east, and the sun shone on everything. Jiao Jie, who was sitting cross-legged on the top of a tree, quickly closed his eyes and focused his attention, taking the opportunity to absorb a ray of pure yang purple air. If there are more words, the real fire of the sun may burn Jiao Jie into a candle.

Just this ray of pure yang purple energy was enough for Jiao Jie to refine for more than an hour.

Eyes opened and closed, a ray of light came out, Jiao Jie's exhaustion was swept away, a kite turned over and jumped down from the top of the tree, his body seemed to float down without any strength.

On the side, who was honestly cooking porridge, spit secretly: "Saobao!"

"Damn it, Master Dao really owes both of them master and apprentice. It's fine for master to bully me, but even disciples can handle it at will. Master Dao, what evil did I suffer in my previous life!"

Muttering indignantly, turning his head just in time to see Wen Cai with a smirk on his face, he was suddenly in a rage, and came up and slapped Wen Cai on the back of the head, and said viciously: "I don't have any eyesight at all! Master uncle cooks porridge, you rest here with?"

Wen Cai looked aggrieved: "How could that be!"

"As soon as you get angry, take it out on me, and as soon as you get angry, take it out on me! Who have I provoked? So dare to mess with me, and if you have the ability, go to the senior brother!" Wen Cai muttered non-stop.

The rare Ma Madi did not bully Wencai, but looked at Jiao Jie with a complicated expression and said, "Your senior brother is simply a freak! Now his strength is almost on par with people of our generation."

Either talking about literary talents is a low-key mouth, and without thinking about it, I just wondered: "My senior brother has surpassed you a long time ago, why did he say that he will catch up with people of your generation? Oh, uncle, why did you hit me again? "

"What do you know? I'm just an outer disciple, and I don't enter the Maoshan gate at all. Jiao Jie's current strength has faintly surpassed your four-eyed uncle. If you only talk about talent, I'm afraid it's better than senior brother Lin Jiu." It's even taller, almost catching up with senior brother Shi Jian."

"Uncle Shi, you always say Uncle Shi Jian, is Uncle Shi Jian very powerful? Better than Master?" Wen Cai wondered.

Ma Madi's expression was rare and serious, and he said in a deep voice: "Brother Shi Jian is the head of Maoshan, and there is no doubt that he is powerful, especially the secret technique of Maoshan, Lightning and Thunder Fist, which is even more powerful. Although Senior Brother Lin Jiu is powerful, if you Compared with Senior Brother Shi Jian, there is almost no chance of winning!"

Ma Madi changed the subject and sighed: "It's a pity, if Ajie joins Senior Brother Shi Jian's sect, he may not be the master of Maoshan in the future."

Before Ma Madi finished speaking, Jiao Jie said decisively: "How can there be such a pity? Master not only taught me the Taoism, but also nurtured me. I am already very grateful. Okay, let's not talk about these things. How is the porridge?"

The method is very simple, the same as the method of preserved egg and lean meat porridge, except that the lean meat is replaced by snake meat.

After eating two bowls of porridge, Jiao Jie stroked his stomach comfortably, and said: "Uncle Master, Wen Cai, you go to sleep, I will watch, and I will sleep again in the afternoon."

It's not good to stop in the wild, no one guards, it's better to sleep in the corpse inn.

Watching these two heartless guys fall asleep quickly, Jiao Jie shook his head, carefully took out the red thread and the bell, and placed a magic circle around it, supplemented by talisman seals, so that no matter whether there are people or ghosts invading, Can be warned in time.

In this world, people must be buried in the ancestral land after death, otherwise they will become lonely ghosts with no one to worship.

After a person dies, the corpse is easy to turn into a zombie, so the profession of mortician came into being. Through a special secret method, the corpse can be turned into a zombie.

This is not the first time Jiao Jie has chased corpses. From the beginning when he came out with Ma Madi, and then he took charge of it alone, Jiao Jie is already familiar with driving corpses.

It's been half a month since I went out, and there's nothing else, the main thing is that I've wronged my stomach too much. In my previous life, Jiao Jie was purely a rich second generation, a rice worm, who can't do anything, eat what he can't leave, just this kind of guy, You expect him to cook?
Let alone Ma Madi and Wencai, these two trash snacks, they are not as good as Jiao Jie.

Although there is a lot of wild game in the mountains, but none of these three people know how to cook, they simply boiled meat in white water and ate Hesai for a meal before going on the road.

As soon as he arrived at the house, Jiao Jie didn't even enter the gate of Yizhuang. He threw the corpse-controlling bell to Wencai behind him, ordered Wencai to drive the zombies to the morgue, and then rushed into the town.

This Renjia Town is said to be a town, but its development is no worse than that of the county seat. It is still the old place, Zhujia Tea House.

From afar, I saw Fei Bao and Zhu Zhu, Boss Zhu's daughter, hiding in the alley and muttering something. Jiao Jie rolled his eyes and walked over slowly.

"Brother Bao! Dad said that he would let me marry you if he wanted sixty catties of gift cakes, sixty catties of mushrooms, sixty catties of lotus seeds, and six hundred chickens."

Fei Bao wondered: "I can do sixty catties of gift cakes and sixty catties of mushrooms, but where can I find so much money for sixty catties of lotus seeds and six hundred chickens!"

Zhu Zhu pulled Fei Bao's sleeve and remained silent. She was very clear about Fei Bao's situation, and she couldn't afford so much money. Father was deliberately making things difficult for him.

Suddenly Zhu Zhu's eyes lit up as if thinking of something, and he said hastily, "Brother Bao, I heard that the last time Uncle Jiu went to show Mr. Liu's cemetery, he charged 50 yuan for one visit! How about you ask Uncle Jiu, Let Uncle Jiu help you."

At first Fei Bao thought that Zhu Zhu had come up with some good method. Hearing what Zhu Zhu said, Fei Bao sighed heavily and said, "Although Master earns a lot, he spends more. When I was a child, my brother took medicinal baths and spent a few dollars a day. For ten dollars, ninety-nine percent of the money earned by Master is spent on Senior Brother, even if I have saved some money in the past two years, I still can’t spend that much.”

(End of this chapter)