So I became a god

Chapter 23
into the night,

Every family in Renjia Town closed their doors.

In the set up theater, Wen Cai is chewing sugar cane and watching the play seriously.

During this period of time, he had a very sad time.

Qiu Sheng spends all day practicing in his room, but his master dislikes him more and more.

He also wants to improve and work hard, but every time he starts to practice, he feels sleepy and can't get any energy up.

The master was very disappointed in him, and his discipline gradually became lax.

Really no harm without comparison,
We used to agree to be a salted fish waiting to die together, but now everyone has changed.

The life in Yizhuang made him feel more and more depressed and painful, and he wanted to escape.

Hearing that there will be a theater troupe coming to the town to perform tonight, he ran over impatiently.

"Strange, it's so late, why is there no one in there?" Wen Cai muttered suspiciously.

He was the only one in the empty audience, looking very strange.

I don't know whether he is purely stupid or simply big-hearted, but without any doubt, he continued to watch the play seriously, and even applauded several times from time to time.

The actors on the stage gave him winks several times, but Wencai turned a blind eye to him. In the end, even the well-meaning actor had no choice but to give up.

At this time, Uncle Jiu arrived with Qiu Sheng.

Sure enough, although Uncle Jiu was stubborn, he still couldn't let go of his apprentice in his heart.

Seeing Wencai's stupid appearance in the empty theatre, chewing sugarcane alone and applauding the show, he felt extremely depressed.

"This idiot, isn't he vigilant at all?"

"Master, something is wrong here." After so many days of hard training, Qiu Sheng finally became more mature and stable.

Uncle Jiu nodded in satisfaction: "The drama here is sung for ghosts, don't you think it's right?"

"Ghost? Why didn't I see anything?" Qiu Sheng wondered.

Uncle Jiu took out two grapefruit leaves from his satchel and stuck them on Qiu Sheng's eyebrows: "Look again."

"Wow"

Looking at the theatre, which was crowded with pale and erratic ghosts, Qiu Sheng's hair suddenly rose.

"Master, what are those four ghosts doing?" After being surprised, Qiu Sheng asked curiously, pointing to four special ghosts behind the theater wearing black and white shrouds, holding mourning sticks, and expressionless faces.

"Ghost messenger, responsible for escorting these homeless souls, and will take them down after the play." Uncle Jiu explained.

At this time, one of the female ghosts in the ghost group stared at Wen Cai, swallowed, and walked towards Wen Cai with bright eyes.

"Oops, there is a female ghost who wants to find the boss." Uncle Jiu said.

"What is the boss?" Qiu Sheng asked.

"Think about him."

"Oh." Qiu Sheng showed an expression that any man could understand.

Just as the female ghost was stroking Wencai's chest muscles and swallowing wildly, with a look of hunger and thirst, another female ghost in a flirtatious and revealing dress fell from the sky.

It was obvious that this coquettish female ghost was much higher level than the other female ghost, and she was scared away with just one look.

The coquettish female ghost let out a ghostly breath at Wen Cai. Wen Cai turned around and was startled: "When did so many people come here?"

"You are so engrossed in watching the play, of course you don't think so, do you?" the alluring female ghost said with a smile.

Seeing that Wencai fell into a group of ghosts without realizing it, Qiusheng worriedly asked Uncle Jiu, "What should Master do now?"

"It's still too late, give me your hand."

While tying the red rope around Qiu Sheng's wrist, Uncle Jiu instructed, "After the show ends, he and those ghosts will go down to the eighteenth floor of hell and nothing will be saved."

"Master, your morality is so high, why don't you go in." Qiu Sheng expressed a little reluctance.

"It's because I'm a good master, so I went in and scared them away, and it will be even more troublesome then." Uncle Jiu gave Qiu Sheng a glare and replied.

"Remember that people don't commit ghosts, and ghosts don't invade people. You must pretend that you don't hear or see. If you catch Wencai, I will pull the red rope to lure you out. Remember, the red rope must never be broken. "

Just when Qiusheng went to rescue Wencai according to Uncle Jiu's method, Weekend appeared behind Uncle Jiu.

"Master, what are you doing?" Weekend asked pretendingly curious.

"That idiot Wen Cai was fascinated by a ghost, I asked Qiu Sheng to rescue him." Uncle Jiu explained with an old face embarrassed after seeing the weekend.

"I'm afraid senior brother Qiusheng can't handle it alone, so let me go and help together." Zhou Zhou said.

"No, Qiusheng is still very reliable sometimes." Before Uncle Jiu finished speaking, he saw Qiusheng staring at the alluring female ghost with eyes shining, and struck up a conversation.

"Miss, you are so beautiful. I have never seen a woman as beautiful as you. My surname is Liu, and my name is Qiusheng."

"You idiot." Uncle Jiu's face darkened with anger, and he pulled the red string in his hand vigorously, trying to remind Qiu Sheng.

But Qiu Sheng, who had already been dazzled by the beauty, had long forgotten his master's instructions, and impatiently untied the red rope in his hand.

"Stinky boy."

Uncle Jiu, who couldn't hold his face in front of his nephew, suddenly became angry.

It was funny to watch it on the weekend, and he deeply remembered that in "Zombie Supreme", Qiu Sheng and Wen Cai brought out the skills of the master of the pit to the fullest.

But seeing Qiusheng's character of being a dog who can't eat shit, his heart sank on the weekend.

The country is easy to change, the nature is difficult to change,
On the weekend, I wondered if the methods I used to train Qiu Sheng were too gentle.

"It seems that the next dose of strong medicine is needed."

Thinking of this, Weekend subconsciously looked at Uncle Jiu.

If Uncle Jiu is dead, will Qiusheng really work hard to become stronger?

The weekend fell into contemplation.

"You two idiots, don't."

It turned out that after Qiusheng and Wencai listened to the slanderous female ghost's nonsense, they used soul-suppressing charms to subdue the four ghost guards guarding Wuzhu's lonely soul.

"The ghost messenger is lying down, everyone run quickly."

All of a sudden, a group of ghosts danced wildly in the theatre, and they fled in disorder.

"Stop, don't run." Uncle Jiu's heart sank, and he rushed in, holding a cloth bag to subdue the ghosts.

However, hundreds of lonely souls and wild ghosts cannot be subdued by one person.

In a blink of an eye,

The hundreds of lonely ghosts in the theater disappeared completely.

At this time Qiusheng and Wencai also knew that they had caused a catastrophe, so they immediately dragged the alluring female ghost to take advantage of the chaos, rubbed the soles of their feet with oil, and slipped away.

Uncle Jiu looked at the empty theatre, his face as dark as the bottom of a pot.

On the outskirts of Renjia Town.

Qiusheng, Wencai and the alluring female ghost ran into the grove, but were stopped by Weekend.

"Senior brother Qiusheng Wencai, you have caused a catastrophe, go back and apologize to your uncle and admit your mistake." Weekend said with a serious face.

"It turned out to be Junior Brother Fang Qiang, don't worry, Master has a lot of old people and adults, so he won't punish us for such a trivial matter." Qiu Sheng said indifferently.

"It's really stubborn." Zhou Zhou shook his head and sighed, and the little hope for Qiu Sheng in his heart suddenly disappeared.

He took out the ghost-exorcism charm in his pocket, and stared at the alluring female ghost with cold eyes on the weekend.

"Lonely ghost, see that I have taken you in."

(End of this chapter)