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

Russell was scurrying around in the yard with his head in his arms, looking at that funny look, with all eyes on the side laughing, gloating at his misfortune.

At that moment, the huge door panel whizzed by in front of him with a whistling sound, instantly shocking him into a cold sweat.

Four eyes adjusted his glasses, and slipped directly to the side room, "Brother, I'm going first, you hit slowly, I lose, you two bastards, open the door!!!"

"call!"

There was another gust of wind, he suddenly lowered his head, and the huge door panel slammed on the door.

Four eyes patted his chest in fright, Luo Su didn't know when he poked his head out from in front of him, "Hee hee, Master Uncle, you should hit someone early, and you can't hit someone after Chinese New Year."

As soon as the words fell, another door was slapped, and Russell ran away cleverly.

Simu was taken aback again, he was angry!

"Lin Jiu, don't bully people too much, be careful when I summon the patriarch."

As he spoke, he made a gesture, with his hands puffed up as if lifting weights, as long as the patriarch was on his body, he would be indestructible and powerful.

"Snapped!"

A door panel slapped him on the face mercilessly, his four eyes touched his bleeding nose, and he was very sad and angry, "Why?"

"Cough, my hand slipped!"

Uncle Jiu rubbed his nose, then reminded him nonchalantly, "I forgot to mention, Junior Brother, today is the Chinese New Year, and the Patriarch is busy drinking everywhere, hehe."

With that said, carrying the huge door panel, he continued to hunt down Russell.

He must teach this little brat a good lesson, and let out the suffocation in his chest.

He originally thought that what Russell pulled out from his armpit in the morning were mud balls, but he didn't expect it to be a miracle medicine.

As soon as he imported it, endless spiritual energy entered his body, quickly raising his cultivation base.

If Uncle Jiu hadn't restrained himself and didn't want to walk too fast, he would have been in the third division.

After all, he only broke through the second level of the Earth Division half a month ago, and breaking through too fast is not good.

The mud ball had too much aura, not only improved Jiu Shu's cultivation, but also seemed to make him several years younger, and his hair became jet-black.

But the more it was like this, the more unhappy Uncle Jiu felt, because these are nothing like clay balls, they are obviously a panacea.

But such a thing, Russell, a little bastard, doesn't use it for himself, what does it mean to secretly give it to himself?

Little bastard, if you are not in charge of the house, you don't know that daily necessities are expensive.

I have to teach him a lesson!

Uncle Jiu picked up the door panel, not sure if it was due to the effect of the medicine, but he was very vigorous, waving the door panel vigorously.

"Little Russell, what are you doing running so fast, I'm just paying back the slap you owe me?"

"Ha ha!"

"I really don't owe much, you have to trust your lovely master."

"Ha ha!"

……

Looking at the two masters and apprentices who were fighting and fighting, they touched their noses helplessly. Looking at the bleeding nose, they couldn't help but feel a little sadness in their hearts.

I am miserable!

He felt sad and angry, but the door creaked open behind him.

Two heads protruded from the inside, it was Qiu Sheng and Wen Cai. They stared straight at Uncle Jiu who was chasing Russell with the door panel.

what's wrong?

"Uncle, have those people left?"

"gone!"

"Oh, Uncle Master." Qiu Sheng scratched his head with his hands, "It seems that something happened to us here, do you want to take a look?"

"what?"

With four eyes turned, looking at the little zombie with stuffed mouth and resentful eyes, he almost burst out laughing.

"You two run away, or the patriarch will not be able to protect you two when he comes."

"What?"

Qiusheng Wencai, the two were dumbfounded when they heard it, and suddenly there was a shout in their ears.

"Ah, my little zombie, Qiusheng Wencai, take your life!!"

master? ! !

Do not! !

ps: lazy day today, 6300 words

Chapter 291

"Two moons cross the sky, there must be chaos!"

It was already midnight, Uncle Jiu looked up at the strange moon in the sky, his brows were furrowed, and he shivered in shock.

The celestial phenomena in the sky are so strange, could it be that a great calamity is approaching?

"Boom boom boom!"

There was a dull knock on the door, and Uncle Jiu was startled, and quickly stepped into the door.

It's Chinese New Year, it's late at night, and the wind is cold, will someone knock on the door outside?

Is it human?

Uncle Jiu held his breath, only to hear the knock on the door getting more urgent, but he didn't hear any shouts.

He stood still behind the door without making a sound, just in case, he fell into some evil ways.

The knocking on the door stopped, as if he had sensed Uncle Jiu's caution, he didn't knock on the door anymore, and made no sound.

The two sides faced each other across the door like this. Uncle Jiu touched his waist, but it was empty. He touched his arms, but it was also empty.

He yelled inwardly that he was not good. Today was the Chinese New Year, and he drank with Simu, and he didn't bring a mahogany sword or charms.

I hope it's not some powerful person who comes!

With a flick of his finger, he mobilized his mana, and his finger and index finger merged and turned red. If anything dared to come in, he would kill it with one finger.

The thing outside the door seemed to be aware of the abnormality, and kept lingering at the door, not daring to open the door and come in.

Until there was a burst of yelling.

"Hey, which alcoholic family is this? What are you doing in front of my house during Chinese New Year?"

Russell's yelling came from outside the door, and soon there were hurried footsteps.

"Oh, I'm sorry, Dad, why did you run out, the hut is over there."

"Well, I... I can still drink."

"Dad!"

The man seemed a little helpless, and hurriedly bowed down to apologize to Russell.

Those who celebrate Chinese New Year ran to other people's door drunk, but luckily they didn't make any trouble.

In case of cursing, or vomiting, there is no way to be pointed at the nose and scolded.

Hearing the noise outside the door, Uncle Jiu looked at his gleaming fingers depressedly, and couldn't help but sighed up to the sky.

Wasn't he a bit too cautious when he was a Taoist priest?

Ah!

Where did I learn this bad habit, I remember the master, the master and the ancestors are just narrow-minded, and they are inherited from the ancestors.

Where did this cautious style come from?

Just as Uncle Jiu was thinking hard, the door creaked and was pushed open by Russell.

He was walking in from the outside, holding the little zombie in his hand. The little zombie turned its head and babbled, having fun.

The most interesting thing about this New Year's Eve is those firecrackers, which are crackling and ringing non-stop.

Especially after being modified by Russell, ordering one to fry one is easy to use and very powerful.

The little zombie was scared to death at first, but after getting started with two, he immediately had a great time playing.

Tonight, they did not know how many huts they blew up, and it was a mess.

And behind them, Erhei was sticking out his tongue, lying on the ground with a look of lovelessness, the black hair on his head was mixed with something yellow.

Russell had a good time with the little zombie, who had been gnawing bones at home and turned into a sad dog.

Not only do we have to transport firecrackers back and forth, but we also suffer innocent people from time to time.

This smell, the bitch next door keeps barking at me.

Gan!

"Hey, master, why are you here?"

As soon as Russell entered, he saw Uncle Jiu standing behind the door and asked in surprise.

When he left, didn't the master still have a drink with Uncle Simu?

Uncle Jiu woke up from his memory in an instant, and didn't know what to say about his situation for a while.

Could it be that he was frightened by a drunk just now?

Ouch, no, I'm ashamed of myself!

"Cough!" Uncle Jiu began to cough tactically, with a serious expression on his face, "Russell, I don't think the sky is right today, the moon is crossing the sky, and the world is in chaos."

The voice is endlessly sad, as if there is endless compassion for the common people in the world.

Russell looked up, looked at the sky where no moonlight could be seen, then looked at the two orange lights on the eaves, and almost laughed out loud.

But you can't be too proud of the beating you just received yesterday.