I'm Trying My Best to Add Some Cultivators in the World of Ninth Uncle

Who are you looking for this month?

little red?

No, no, it's too small, and it can be grasped with a full hand.

Cuihua?

Alas, I am a bit old, although I still have a good looks and good skills, but Lao Chen is not interested.

I'm afraid only that Cao person likes this stuff.

Lao Chen thought of the biography of Cao in the Three Kingdoms that he had heard today, and he only liked to turn over other people's walls. He counted the storytellers in the teahouse carefully, and there were more than a dozen of them.

Damn someone Cao!

Damn storyteller!

The more old Chen thought about it, the more unhappy he felt. This Mr. Cao lived a fairy life, and the storyteller is not a good thing. Why did you say it so well?

My old Chen was itching to say that.

No, Lao Chen's eyes are lost, and he will go to Yihong Courtyard tomorrow. Let's learn from someone else Cao.

Thinking about something in his heart, Lao Chen was very happy, and the wind was blowing up under his feet, and the gong in Yang Qi's hand was banging.

"The sky is dry and things are dry, be careful Cao thief!"

"Bah, you bitch!"

Old Chen spit on the ground, thinking about it in his mind, why the hell can't he say it?

But fortunately, the night is quiet now, every household has turned off the lights to sleep, and the moon is full and the stars are sparse, so no one should see it.

"It's dry, be careful with candles!"

Old Chen staggered and walked forward a few steps, when he vaguely heard a strange sound coming from ahead.

"Help, help."

female ghost?

Old Chen's complexion became inexplicably rosy, he threw away the guy he was eating, and ran straight ahead.

The voice was intermittent, Lao Chen came to a dilapidated house, his eyes widened, he knew the owner of this house.

It's his drinking buddy, a frequent visitor to Yihong Courtyard, Lao Li who chops firewood in the mountains.

Lao Chen listened carefully, and it turned out that the voice came from Lao Li, not from the beautiful female ghost in the book.

"You son of a bitch, spoil my old Chen's interest!"

Lao Chen patted the broken door of Lao Li's house with his hand, still cursing, "Lao Li, Lao Li, you bastard, what are you doing at home!"

"Old Chen?!"

The people inside were overjoyed when they heard the voices from outside.

Lao Li was flustered, and desperately slapped the door with his hands, "Quick, quick, help me open this door, huh, huh!"

Lao Chen was a little surprised, what made Lao Li so flustered, he could hear the sound of panting through the door.

The broken door in front of him was crumbling, let alone an adult, even if a gust of wind blew over, Lao Chen doubted whether it would fall down.

"Old Li, I'm not talking about you, did you go to Yihong Courtyard to look for Xiaohong again yesterday, her legs are so weak that she can't even open the door."

Old Chen laughed loudly, stretched out his hand, and pushed the door inward, but no matter how hard he pushed, he couldn't push it.

"You don't fucking lock it inside, do you?"

"fart!"

Old Li cursed, "Hurry up, I seem to have provoked some unclean things during the day, and I didn't mean to, it seems to be chasing after me."

Unclean things?

Old Chen's heart sank, and when the cold wind blew, he suddenly felt a chill down his back, and his wine made him emboldened. Now that he is awake a lot, he faintly feels a little scared.

"What is it?"

Old Chen spoke in a low voice, afraid of being disturbed.

The world is not that safe.

"When I went up the mountain to cut firewood, I passed by a deserted grave and saw a pair of red shoes on them. They were beautiful. I was greedy for a moment, so I brought them back. Unexpectedly!"

"Damn you, sooner or later you will die on a woman's belly."

Before Lao Li finished speaking, Lao Chen outside began to curse. Like him, Lao Li's family was poor, and he naturally had no women.

Taking the red shoes is naturally to please the goblins in the Yihong Courtyard.

But are the red shoes on the grave movable?

Lao Li was also in a hurry at this time, and his tone was panicked, "At that time, I was obsessed with ghosts, and when I came back, I thought something was wrong, so I set it on fire."

"I'm afraid I'll lose an egg if I burn it!"

Lao Li's tone became more and more flustered, "Don't ask, hurry up and knock on the door!"

Lao Chen tried his best outside, but no matter how hard he pushed the crumbling door, he just couldn't open it.

"Damn it, I can't push it away. I guess it's probably a hit!"

It's okay not to mention it, but once it was mentioned, Lao Li shivered even more inside the door, "I don't even dare to close my eyes right now. Once I close my eyes, I will see the pair of red shoes."

"Talk about eggs, don't close your eyes, I'll watch for you outside, guess how many hours before dawn, and the night will pass."

Old Chen half leaned against the door, picked up the wine gourd on his waist, and took a couple of mouthfuls. He suddenly found that the two of them made such a loud noise, and there was not a single light on around them.

Gollum!

Old Chen couldn't help feeling a little scared, and he took another sip of his wine, only to find that the gourd containing the wine was empty.

Something is wrong!

It was obviously full before he came, and he only drank four or five sips on the way.

"Old Man Chen, Old Li, if I get out alive today, you can choose whatever you want at Yihong Yard tomorrow."

Lao Chen put down the wine gourd in his hand and suppressed the fear in his heart, "One time is enough, at least two times."

"Hey Hey!"

Lao Li's laughter at the door became smaller and smaller, and Lao Chen instantly sensed something was wrong, "What's wrong?"

"There seems to be a figure in the house. I can't tell the difference between male and female. The hair is long and seems to be dripping. He is wearing red clothes and red shoes!"

Lao Li's tone became more and more terrified. Lao Chen turned around and slammed on the door hard, making a last-ditch effort.

The door remained silent.

"Go to Yizhuang to invite Uncle Nine!"

Old Chen gritted his teeth, rolled his eyes, and found a pair of red shoes under the threshold, with wet water stains spreading out.

He stopped hesitating for a moment, turned around and ran away, and Lao Li inside the door gradually became silent.

At this time, Russell was sleeping soundly, and his round calf was exposed.

"Uncle Jiu, help!"

A loud voice woke up everyone in Yizhuang in an instant. Uncle Jiu opened his eyes suddenly, turned over, and put on his clothes.

Out of the corner of his eye, a certain kid turned his back on his back and slapped Russell's butt, "You're not ashamed to sleep naked with such a weak physique!"

Russell woke up instantly, touched his little butt, his face was full of grievances.

It's not my fault that I sleep naked, it's hot.

Chapter 3 Yin and Yang Eyes

"Uncle Jiu, it's here!"

With a respectful face, Lao Chen looked towards the door of Lao Li's house, with anxiety and fear in his eyes.

Uncle Jiu put his hands behind his back and began to look around the house.

Russell was hugged by Wen Cai and yawned boredly. He was weak and drowsy.

Every time Uncle Nine went out, Wen Cai had to follow behind, and Russell was young, so naturally he would not be put in the estate.

The door was closed tightly, and Lao Chen pushed it hard a few times, but it didn't move.

Unceremoniously, Uncle Jiu raised his foot, and the rock-solid door was kicked open immediately. The wind howled past, and everyone felt a chill all over.

There was a thumping sound in the courtyard, as if ghosts and gods were clapping their hands. Even if Lao Chen was a person who often walked at night, he still couldn't help his legs trembling.

I have never seen it before, so I am bold, and now I have experienced it personally. Lao Chen is like a snake once, afraid of well ropes for ten years, and looks like a ghost in everything!

"Master, what a big bird!"

Russell blinked, "Why don't you grab two and eat them."

A large flock of crows was circling around the trees in the yard, making thumping noises one after another, but they refused to leave.

Uncle Jiu glanced at Luo Su, and said lightly, "This meat is not tasty."

"Oh."

As soon as Russell heard that it was not tasty, he immediately lost interest, but Wen Cai took it for granted, this little junior has such an abnormal brain circuit.

Old Chen at the side wiped the cold sweat off his head with his sleeve, this kid is really a bit tough!

Uncle Jiu glanced at the house. The front room was empty.

He stepped into the courtyard, and there were two black shadows standing in the courtyard, which were particularly conspicuous.

The moon is round and the stars are sparse, but you can still see clearly. They are two poplar trees that are two feet high and blooming lushly.

Clap your hands!

Uncle Jiu frowned. He hated this kind of layman the most, and turned to look at Lao Chen, "Do you know who planted this tree?"

Old Chen slapped his head, "There were no trees in this yard. I forgot that it happened decades ago. Suddenly, two poplar trees grew. The longer the better, the old Li's family probably kept them for wood."

"Bullshit!"