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

Otherwise, a bad luck will come in a while, and it will not be a good environment for them who are weak in practice.

It also prevents them from being ignorant and causing trouble.

In the originally lively courtyard, only Uncle Jiu, Simu and Russell were left.

The little zombie poked his head from time to time, looking at the yard curiously.

And on the little zombie's head, there were two restless heads, and both hands unconsciously rested on the little zombie's shoulders.

The little zombie babbling under the weight, put his hands on his hips, and protested to the two people above.

The paper figurine on the forehead changed its shape, showing two little people hugging each other, with a huge egg pressed on their backs.

"What is he talking about?" Qiu Sheng scratched his head and couldn't help frowning and asked Wen Cai.

Ever since Russell was raised at home, they understood one thing, in Yi Zhuang, the younger you are, the harder it is to mess with.

Especially Uncle Jiu's attitude, it shows that this little zombie is the new son of the master, so he can't afford to provoke him.

Wen Cai stared at the paper figurine carefully, and the little zombie became more and more anxious, the paper figurine on his forehead kept changing, and the huge egg not only fell on the little man.

He suddenly realized, understood!

Seeing Wencai clap his hands, "Qiusheng, do you think the little zombie wants to eat eggs? Look at the anxious look."

Little Zombie: (?????)

"Yeah." Qiu Sheng nodded, "You're right, let's go, let's get some eggs for him to eat, we can't let him starve."

"go!"

The two carried the little zombie and left. The master is busy now, and these apprentices must not make trouble.

Help the master take care of the little zombies, we are really good and filial disciples of the master!

"Yahahahahahah!"

The little zombie scratched the ground with both hands in desperation, but there was still no way, and was dragged away.

If he could speak, it must be the most beautiful Chinese quintessence in the world, as well as the most cordial greetings to the eighteen generations of ancestors who were talented in Qiusheng.

……

Uncle Jiu flicked his fingers, and the paper money he was holding suddenly burned, and he pulled it downwards, and slowly fell to the ground.

The wind blowing from nowhere, directly brought the paper money and slowly spun, a small vortex visible to the naked eye.

The courtyard was gradually getting darker. Russell looked up and watched some black figures slowly enter the courtyard.

Uncle Jiu looked solemn, he took a mouthful of soil from somewhere and put it in his mouth, and began to negotiate with that person.

Looking at the uniform, it should be a bad job, and the level is not low.

Russell couldn't help feeling a little emotional when he saw it. The Chinese New Year would be in a few hours, and this errand was still working. He was simply a legendary moral model.

What 996 is simply a blessing.

007, wake up at 0:0, rest at 7:[-], work [-] days a day.

Hey, no time to die!

Uncle Jiu chatted with the errand for a while, but he didn't know what benefits he had promised, and the errand he said was smiling.

After a while, I saw Yincha sitting at the incense table, happily eating the offerings on the incense seat, and drank two cups of small wine contentedly.

"Hey, it's still comfortable to deal with you people who practice the Tao."

Yincha let out a sigh of emotion, people who practice Taoism understand the rules, the money given is also real money, and the tribute given can also be eaten.

Those mortals burned tens of thousands, hundreds of thousands, and millions of dollars, hey, it looks good, it's big, but it's worthless.

The hell is inflated, tens of millions can't buy a glass of wine, the garbage is terrible.

Facing his words, Luo Su was not surprised, because Yin Cha would have said both sides, which is what he heard from Uncle Jiu.

It seems that because the underworld and the human world are not two worlds, the words they speak are different, which is the legendary ghost language.

Often walking between the underworld and the human world, the ghost will naturally speak in both directions.

He talked to Uncle Jiu, and the reason why he spoke in ghost language was really normal.

Who would go to the public account while making extra money?

Uncle Jiu smiled, and handed the Acacia copper coin wrapped in the yellow talisman to his hand.

This errand is a person who knows the goods, or it may be said that the popularity of the Acacia Copper Coin in the underworld is simply too high.

As soon as he opened it, his face immediately became more serious. Looking at Uncle Jiu, he couldn't help shaking his head and sighing.

"This year, you can be regarded as a hair!"

If this trick is sold, he will have prosperity and wealth for the rest of his life, and it will directly surpass the performance of a year or two.

He and Uncle Jiu are old acquaintances, and they have been together for nearly seven or eight years.

Uncle Nine is also considered hardworking. He goes to catch ghosts every now and then, and he only catches seventy or eighty ghosts a year, which is considered very powerful.

This lovesickness copper coin is equivalent to the usual performance of one and a half years, isn't it paid?

Uncle Nine shook his head, it was not his, but Russell's.

But he didn't explain, and instead asked another question.

"I want to rescue the souls trapped in the lovesick copper coins and send them to reincarnate. Is it feasible?"

That's right, after the person who has absorbed the power of lovesickness dies, his soul will be trapped in the lovesickness copper coin together, unable to reincarnate.

This is also the reason why the ghost wanderer couldn't find Mr. Zhou's ghost, and why Miss Lin's family suddenly disappeared.

"It's very shady, the people here have no reason for you..."

The errand said very cryptically, is it worth spending Yinde for someone I don't know?

As long as Uncle Jiu resells it, he can earn 1000 Yinde for nothing.

"Save it!"

Uncle Jiu was very calm, "Who made me a Taoist priest?"

Yincha was taken aback for a moment, and silently added in his heart, who told me to be Lin Jiu!

Lin Jiu is a Taoist priest, but a Taoist priest is not Lin Jiu!

Chapter 290 The special (special) service of the underworld

"Oh, I really don't understand what you people think."

The clerk shook his head, his fixed salary was only [-] Yinde a year, two years salary, normal people would not just say no to it.

Lin Jiu...

"It takes one hundred yin virtues to save one, and six hundred is six hundred. Do you need some other special (special) services?"

Special (special) service?

Russell straightened his ears, and his small eyes narrowed immediately.

Uncle Jiu is obviously his regular customer, and he is very relaxed and familiar, "Just follow the previous set meal, the better one."

"Good talk!"

Yin Cha took out the token, tapped it lightly with his finger, and suddenly a bright light spread from it.

"The horoscope is excellent, you won't die when you are young, and your yin and virtue are ten points."

"Red fate is bound by a thread, you will not be single, and your Yin virtue is twenty points."

"Parents are alive, and before they reach adulthood, parents will not die due to longevity, and Yinde is thirty points."

"A combination of mediocre and mediocre, mediocre, will not become a fool, ordinary appearance, ordinary family, sixty points of yin virtue."

"The set meal for one person requires [-] points of yin virtue, for six people, [-] points of yin virtue, plus the relief fee, a total of [-] points of yin virtue."

The errand made a careful calculation, and couldn't help watching Uncle Jiu teased, "If you regret it before it's too late, you can earn more than a thousand Yinde, and if you arrange it, you will lose three hundred and twenty Yinde points."

"Arrange!"

Uncle Jiu smiled, "It's been so many years, am I, Lin Jiu, that kind of person?"

"Lin Jiu, Lin Jiu!"

Yincha let out a sigh of emotion, "Acacia Copper Coin is [-] yinde, minus [-] yinde, you still have [-] yinde points left."

"Isn't it a thousand Yinde points?"

Uncle Jiu couldn't help reminding him because of the erratic calculation, but he heard from his junior uncle that the lovesickness copper coin was worth [-] yinde points, and she didn't have enough money back then, so she didn't grab it.

The errand laughed as soon as he heard it, "My lord, times have changed, and the price of this thing has already increased!"

Immediately afterwards, without waiting for Uncle Jiu to ask anything, the errand waved his hand directly, "No more chatting, no more chatting, time is running out, I have to go to the next house."

"You guys spend the New Year at home, I'm still tired."

He has lived for too long, which is also the pros and cons of being a messenger. For nearly 100 years, he is used to seeing life and death, and seeing the kindness and resentment in the world.

Nothing could touch his heart anymore.

New Year's Eve?

Almost a hundred years have passed before and after his life, and he has no relatives by his side. He has been reincarnated, so what is the meaning of this year?

As soon as the words fell, the yin difference turned into a cloudy wind and dissipated in the air.

Uncle Jiu looked up at the sky. It was already dark at this time, and it will be the New Year soon.

"Shouldn't what happened today be considered a tragedy?"

Luo Su was taken aback, looked at Uncle Jiu, couldn't help but nodded, rolled his eyes, and said with emotion, "Ah, Master, you are so amazing!"

"I'm good? Hehe, you haven't settled the debt for the afternoon yet!"

"What account? Why don't I know?"

"Heh!" Uncle Jiu bent down to pick up the door panel from the ground, and shouted, "Russell, take your life!!!"

"Uncle, help! Help!"