My Master is Lin Zhengying

After speaking, Nan Chen walked away.

For Nan Chen, it doesn't matter how much Master Zhao gives.

The important thing is how he can survive in the following plot...

After the few people left the wooden house, they walked out of the plantain forest very quickly.

But at this moment in the plantain grove, there is no longer any evil spirit.

This place is twenty miles away from Renjia Town, and the four of them set off early in the morning.

It was already noon when we returned to Renjia Town.

Uncle Jiu took Nan Chen without stopping, and went directly to the Zhao Mansion.

As soon as he arrived at Zhao's mansion, the family servant notified Mr. Zhao.

Mr. Zhao and Mrs. Zhao rushed to meet him after inquiring.

The moment he saw Uncle Jiu.

Master Zhao shook the fat on his face, and quickly said:

"Uncle Jiu, how is Uncle Jiu?"

"Uncle Nine, did the monster come out?"

Before Uncle Jiu could speak, Qiu Sheng hurried back:

"It's natural for us to make a move."

Wen Cai also laughed, and said bluntly:

"Master Zhao, the matter is over, we are here to collect money!

Isn't it master? "

Literary talent is not only dull, but his emotional intelligence is basically zero.

Speak straight to the point, not tactful at all.

If it is Wencai's character and way of speaking.

Living in his previous life, he would definitely not be able to mix in the workplace, and he would definitely be excluded.

Uncle Jiu also lowered his face and glared at Wen Cai.

"To shut up!"

Seeing Uncle Jiu's face, Wencai knew that he had said something wrong again.

Hastily shut up and stopped talking.

When Mr. Zhao heard this, he gave an awkward "haha" laugh:

"Uncle Jiu, money is not a problem.

Let's talk in the room. "

After finishing speaking, he invited Uncle Jiu, Nan Chen and others into the room.

Several people saw Mr. Zhao again.

Although Mr. Zhao is still thin, his face is not only bloody, but also rosy.

And he has a good appetite and a good spirit.

Mr. Zhao also thanked Uncle Jiu when he met his master and apprentice.

Afterwards, the maid served tea.

Uncle Jiu also told Master Zhao and his wife what happened.

Wencai Qiusheng was even spitting beside him.

He made that plantain essence magical, so cruel, he had to drink human blood every day or something.

Mr. Zhao was beside him, his face turned blue and red from fright.

He never thought that he would attract such a monster.

Moreover, he slept with that monster for several nights.

Uncle Jiu couldn't figure it out either, so he could only sigh.

My two apprentices are too impetuous.

Not calm enough when things happen, but also pushy.

It's better to be next to Nan Chen, calm and calm, reserved and low-key.

But Uncle Nine knows.

Nan Chen was actually thinking about the plot, and didn't care about them at all.

In the end, Uncle Jiu drew three talismans for Mr. Zhao's family.

One of them was given to Mr. Zhao as a blessing of peace, and the other two were used to guard the house.