Become a legend in Hong Kong

In front of the altar, Uncle Jiu lit incense and stuck it in the furnace, chanted a mantra in his mouth, bit off his fingertips and slid the wooden sword across it, and then drew talismans in the air.

Curls of green smoke floated up, and the mist condensed but never dispersed.

He took the last bit of Dharma ink, threw it into the smoke in the air, and then used the Bagua mirror to refract it and guide the moonlight to shine on the mist.

The color of the mist gradually faded, revealing the general outline of Ren's mansion, becoming clearer little by little.

Uncle Jiu raised his sword and stabbed forward, and the silhouette image moved forward. Within ten seconds, a Taoist priest wearing a black robe appeared.

Seeing this person, Uncle Jiu was immediately stunned, and Liao Wenjie and others beside him were also stunned.

With red hair, green eyes and a hooked nose, the Taoist turned out to be a crooked nut.

"Niao Da can be found in any forest. Master said he was a crooked man, but he turned out to be a crooked man."

Qiu Sheng opened his mouth wide and was shocked. A crooked man could practice Taoism to such an extent, which made him and Wen Cai so unlucky.

"Brother Dao, you are polite."

The aquiline nose looked at Uncle Jiu from afar, and gave him a salute from a distance. Both his movements and the accent when he spoke were very standard, and there was nothing wrong with him.

If it weren't for that face being so abrupt that even Zang couldn't hide it, who would have guessed that he was an outsider.

Anyway, Liao Wenjie didn't guess that if someone had told him a few minutes ago that Wai Dao's identity was that of a Wai Guoren, he would have laughed three times and then started complaining on the spot.

There must be a limit to joking. Wai Guoren is confused when he buys a piece or two of tofu. He has no idea what it means. It means nothing. Let them read a Taoist book...

Pull it down, I guess it will be difficult to break up the sentences.

Wai Dao's identity is Wai Guoren, which is more reliable than his four eyes. Even if it doesn't work, the Feng Shui master's apprentice will come back to take revenge, which will make him more credible.

A group of people were in a mess in the wind. Uncle Jiu was not much better. He stood in front of the Dharma altar for a while, then frowned and said, "You can eat whatever you want, but you can't talk nonsense. Who is your Taoist brother!"

The hook-nosed man chuckled and asked, "I have been practicing Taoism for more than twenty years since I came into contact with Chinese culture. Why can't I call you Taoist brother?"

"Since you practice Taoism, you should have kind thoughts. However, your conduct is bad and you waste your own selfish interests on human lives. What qualifications do you have to call me Taoist Brother?"

"Brother Taoist, what you said is wrong. The bustle in the world is all for benefit, and the hustle and bustle in the world is all for benefit. This is human nature and nature."

The aquiline nose shook his head and asked again: "If people don't do it for themselves, heaven and earth will destroy them. I follow my nature and nature, what's wrong with me?"

"If you don't do it for yourself, you will be punished by heaven and earth. Since you know this sentence, you should cultivate both internally and externally, and don't forget the positive and negative virtues. Only cultivate the external and not the internal. If you have no virtue and no actions, you will be in vain. In the end, the world will be empty. But I can’t tolerate you either.”

Uncle Jiu snorted coldly. He did not deny egoism. No one lives for himself. But those who practice are not only cultivating Taoism, but also virtue. Hook-nosed people blindly pursue power, appearing to be for themselves, but in fact they are harming others and themselves.

"Brother Taoist is really good at joking. It has been more than 20 years, and this world has always tolerated me."

"There is no room for it today."

"Hmph, tolerance is not just talk. People with different Taoism will not work together. Brother Taoist, please invite me."

"That's fine."

Uncle Jiu raised his wooden sword and raised his hand to cut off the shadow in front of him: "Since you call me Dao Brother, I will take a test one or two in school today to see what skills you have learned."

boom! !

The fire exploded.

Two red candles on the altar lit up with hot flames. Uncle Jiu swung his sword across, sending the two flames forward.

The flames turned into dragons and snakes, moving forward without hesitation, then suddenly disappeared out of thin air, unknown to where they went.

At this moment, a strong wind blew up in front of the altar, suppressing the flames for a moment and making him unable to raise his head. Immediately afterwards, the stench of fishy wind poured down, and two sharp lights were hidden inside, which turned out to be two poisonous snakes with dark green bodies.

The venomous snake wrapped around the red candle, its head swallowed the candle, its body tightened, and the two red candles were strangled on the spot.

"You can show your ugliness even though you are a trivial person!"

Uncle Jiu swung his sword to cut off two venomous snakes. The tip of the sword stirred up the flames on the ever-glamorous lantern, and flew a little higher into the air, throwing away the torrential rain of fire.

A scream came from mid-air, and it also came with an angry shout. You don't have to think about it, it must be the hooked nose.

After all, Chinese people in this era do not recite this sutra when spitting out fragrance, but generally greet each other's relatives in a polite and easy-going manner.

Mainly female relatives, mostly direct relatives.

Uncle Jiu and Ying Goubi were fighting in the air, and they tried their best. Although they didn't meet each other, the fight was extremely fierce and dangerous.

"Brother Jie, how are you doing, master? Can you win?" Qiu Sheng held the cylinder cover in front of him and asked cautiously.

"How should I put it, in my opinion..."

Liao Wenjie stared intently and made an analogy: "Now it's a battle between the three eyes and the monkey. Your master is the three eyes, and the crooked way opposite is the monkey. Even though the monkey is ever-changing, it is countered by the three eyes every time."

"Hey, these two abilities are almost the same!"

"Idiot, there is someone behind the three eyes, and the monkey is fighting alone, how can it be the same?"

Liao Wenjie said while looking at it: "Go to my room. On the bed are copper coin armors, copper coin whips, copper coin fans, and copper coin swords... Get dressed quickly, and I will send you on your way later."

"What?"

"Slip of the tongue, I meant we will kill Ren Mansion together later."

Liao Wenjie urged the two of them to act quickly.

Although Hook Nose has been studying Taoism for many years, he has a variety of moves and has obviously not learned the essence of each school. He is not as profound as Jiu Shu. This fight may be over soon.

Just as Liao Wenjie thought, not long after the literary talent Qiu Sheng finished changing his clothes, his aquiline nose became useless. The spells he had used before were used again, but Uncle Jiu repeatedly cracked them, which made Liao Wenjie sweat for him.

Liao Wenjie sweated a lot: "Why aren't you dead? This crooked nut blue is quite thick..."

boom! !

Hooked Nose repeated his old trick, causing strong winds to blow out the ever-burning lamp on the altar.

I don’t know what Uncle Jiu did. The bright lights took advantage of the wind. The stronger the wind, the stronger the fire. A small flame actually burned into a fire dragon that was more than ten meters long.

Following the guidance of the wooden sword, the fire dragon roared silently and plunged into the void.

There was a muffled bang, and there was no movement on the other side.

"Great, Master wins!" x2

"Shut up, you two have crow-mouthed mouths. If you dare to talk nonsense again, I will let Erhei bite you."

Liao Wenjie had a dark face. Originally, Uncle Jiu should have won, but after talking about these two poisonous naughties, there was probably still suspense.

You've already won, so why didn't you let me tell you?

Wen Cai Qiu Sheng muttered in his heart and closed his mouth. In the past, if you were bitten by Erhei, you would lose at most a piece of flesh, but that's no longer the case. Erhei upgraded after his death. If you were bitten by it, not only would you lose flesh, but you would also be infected with corpse poison.

Crash---

In front of the altar, dozens of golden lights suddenly appeared, as fast as sharp arrows, and their power was astonishing.

Uncle Jiu did not dare to take the attack forcefully, so he rolled up his yellow Taoist robe to protect himself, and resisted with the Yin and Yang Qi diagram on his back, blocking the attack.

He was confused, such a majestic and upright offensive was not like Hook Nose's previous methods.

Picking up the fallen golden light, I suddenly realized that it was a copper coin with the inscription "Money can drive away ghosts, wealth can connect gods", and it was a copper coin produced by Liao Wenjie.

If the information is correct, it should be that the four money swords stuck in the zombies were recycled and reused by Hook Nose.

After all, he is a wild Taoist priest with a white face. He has no sect inheritance, cannot learn the essence of Taoism, and has to dig through and use magical weapons.

"I'm so sorry, it's the bully's fault..."

Uncle Jiu murmured, and with a smile on his face he pulled out the basket from under the Dharma altar. The copper coins were shining like gold and almost overflowed.

He recited the Dharma in his mouth silently, treating others in their own way. In line with the principle that a drop of water should be repaid by a spring of water, he did not grab it with his hands, but picked up the shovel and pushed it forward.

For a time, golden light turned into rain, and it rained heavily.

"What a move and the sky is filled with golden rain!"

Liao Wenjie nodded repeatedly. This is how it should be. How many cents can be gained with one slap? The efficiency is so poor, when will all the money be spent?

"Wen Cai Qiusheng, you two go to my room and help Uncle Jiu drag out two baskets of copper coins. He has almost finished shoveling the baskets. Hurry, go quickly, the fire suppression cannot stop it."

"oh oh."

The two turned around and ran into the house, dragging two baskets of copper coins to the altar.

Uncle Jiu was overjoyed. He picked up the shovel and shoveled more and more, the happier he became. Until now, he had never seen such a rich man before.

The key is that it is free and Liao Wenjie supports it unconditionally.

On the other side, when Uncle Jiu started throwing away money, Hook Nose stopped moving. I don’t know whether he was killed by the money or because the gap between the rich and the poor was too big and he was autistic.

Of course, it is not ruled out that he is busy picking up money.

"Hohohoho——"

Just when Liao Wenjie thought he was done, a sudden change occurred, and ghosts loomed outside Yi Zhuang. The leading zombie looked up to the sky and roared, overturned the carriage at the door with a slap, and then pressed the horse's neck to drink blood.

Corpses and ghosts walk together, and their blood is soaring.

For a moment, there was no sound from the chickens and dogs in the town, and even the moon in the sky couldn't bear to be disturbed and hid in the dark clouds...