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

He quickly nodded in agreement, but his eyes were still inseparable from Uncle Jiu's finger, which was shining yellow.

"Master, why are you kneading the formula?"

"Ah, this one, the room is a little stuffy, master, I'm going out to smoke a cigarette."

"Hey, I don't believe it." Russell looked at Uncle Jiu meaningfully, looked left and right, but he couldn't see his bong.

"Where's your old man's bong?"

The lie was exposed, and Uncle Jiu couldn't help but look embarrassed. Looking at Russell who was looking left and right with his head down, he raised his hand to his little head and his brain collapsed.

"what!"

"Hmph, your master and I have worked hard for a year, can't we drink a little more wine?"

Uncle Jiu has come to his senses at this time, he is a cultivator after all, and his physique is far superior to that of ordinary people.

The two catties of wine I just drank had no effect at this time.

After waking up, I immediately realized that I had made a big joke just now, and was provoked by this little guy, Russell.

Humph, look at my joke, don't you know my name?

Uncle Nine waved his hands, and entered the room with a sullen expression, leaving behind the aggrieved Russell with his head in his hands.

"Anyone who promised not to hit children during Chinese New Year is a liar!"

Before Luo Su finished complaining, he angrily reprimanded Uncle Jiu for not talking about martial arts, and a strange laughter reached his ears.

"Hey hey hey hey hey hey..."

The little zombie laughed happily, and when he smiled, he felt chills all over his body. When he looked up, he saw Russell crossing his arms and looking at him with a half-smile.

Seeing Russell's expression, the little zombie panicked.

Ruined!Forget about the small-minded kid, I shouldn't have laughed at him.

I should have secretly smiled behind his back!

The little zombie immediately put his head in his hands strategically, but it was too late, he was flicked twice by Russell before he left contentedly.

Although the head of the little zombie is very iron, Russell's fingers are even more iron, which hurts a lot.

As soon as the teary little zombie lowered his head, he saw Erhei who was holding back a smile, and both eyes lit up immediately.

Erhei: ...

"Wang!"

……

"Yo, brother, you haven't come back for so long, I thought you fell into the latrine?"

As soon as he entered the room, Uncle Jiu heard Simu's jokes.

Heh, I underestimate Lin Jiu too much. Is Lin Jiu the one who goes to the latrine?

"Wen Cai, bring me my suitcase, it's on the bed in the room inside."

Uncle Jiu didn't say much, and called out to Wen Cai, who was guarding the incense, and Wen Cai immediately responded, running faster than a rabbit.

And Qiu Sheng, who was also guarding the censer, also had his eyes lit up and rubbed his hands excitedly.

It's coming, it's coming.

At this time, it was time for Uncle Jiu to give them lucky money and presents.

In the past few years, Yizhuang's money was tight, and their lucky money was an ocean.

This year is rich, Qiu Sheng thinks that this year's New Year's money should be at least a few hundred yuan.

A little wife, isn't this stable?

It's really fragrant to send a wife during the Chinese New Year.

Chapter 292 Everyone's New Year's Gift

Send a wife during the Chinese New Year.

No matter who it is, it will be much more exciting, which is much more exciting than giving out year-end bonuses.

For a few hundred dollars, it is easy for Ming Media to marry several wives, even if they can't.

But who would refuse the white flowered ocean?

Qiu Sheng rubbed his hands excitedly, but Russell was much calmer, running over to tease the baby who was bouncing up and down.

This little thing sucked the incense on the altar table, its little face was flushed, it had never tasted incense of such quality.

If it weren't for the Chinese New Year, maybe I wouldn't be able to get such a fragrance.

Seeing the baby like that, Russell nodded. It is estimated that this little thing will grow up in a short time.

The spiritual baby is just like Nezha, who has been conceived for three years and becomes an adult at birth.

The spiritual baby will take a long time to conceive, and once it breaks through, it will change into another form, basically it will not change in the future.

Although Russell had guessed it, he still hoped it would be different.

In life, there are more unknowns, so that it will be fun.

"Little brother!"

Qiu Sheng came over quietly, with a fawning expression on his face, "I have something small to do later, or you can help me burn incense for the patriarch."

Burning incense is a big deal, especially incense of this quality burns very quickly, and it needs to be replaced in a short while.

To keep watch from tonight until dawn tomorrow is considered a night watch.

If it is broken?

Hmph, let's see if Uncle Nine can pick up a 40-meter machete. If he can't afford it, Russell doesn't recommend offering a 39-meter sword.

Make me Russell Vigil?

I, Russell, refuse to work overtime!

"No, I have to sleep in a while."

Russell was determined not to be fooled, and Qiu Sheng scratched his head in extreme pain. There was no entertainment in Yizhuang in the middle of the night, and the cold wind was howling outside.

Keeping the incense in the middle of the night is very uncomfortable, and it is easy to fall asleep.

"Little brother, let's discuss it again, you can use a paper doll!"

Qiu Sheng rolled his eyes, "My seventh aunt's eighth aunt's neighbor's little aunt's neighbor, Uncle Wang's, has a little granddaughter who is handsome and is the same age as you..."

His voice was full of bewitching, trying to trick Russell like Wen Cai did, but what greeted him was Russell's heck.

Russell smiled, though, and thought of a bad idea.

He glanced slightly, looked at the little zombie poking around the door, and gave Qiu Sheng another look.

Qiu Sheng understood immediately, and his smile gradually became lewd.

Why didn't he expect that, this zombie doesn't need to sleep, he is simply a hardworking little housekeeper.

The little zombie who was peeking felt inexplicably cold all over, and couldn't help but doubt life.

When I was a human being, it was okay to feel cold.

This turned into a zombie, why does it feel cold?

The little zombie's brain is full of question marks.

After a while, Wen Cai came in with a box in his arms. He slowly put the box on the table and placed it in front of Uncle Jiu.

Seeing the box with four eyes, I couldn't help being a little surprised, "Oh, senior brother, you have actually plucked your iron cock."

As he said that, he touched the large box with his hand, with a look of incredulity on his face. Just by looking at it, he knew that there were a lot of treasures in it.

The four eyes looked at Uncle Jiu in surprise, as if he didn't know this person, or that Uncle Jiu drank fake wine.

He asked 'kindly', "Brother, do you still have hair?"

What attracted Uncle Jiu's eyes.

What does this say?

Is he, Lin Jiu, that kind of person?

Uncle Jiu stood up slowly, and everyone in the room looked at him. Every time this happened, they felt a little agitated for no reason.

"The first is Qiu Sheng's literary talents."

The eyes of the two of them widened immediately, and Uncle Jiu took out a handful of ocean from his pocket and sprinkled it on the table.

Counting carefully, no more, no less, exactly ten oceans.

……

Qiu Shengwen and Cai looked at each other in dismay. It had been a long time since Uncle Jiu made any other moves, and both of them became numb.

This is a bit different from the expected hundreds of dollars.

Ten ocean dollars, and half a cent, not to mention getting a wife, that is, being able to touch a little hand, or go to Yihong Courtyard to be chic a few times.

This……

"What?" Uncle Jiu frowned, looked at the two of them, narrowed his eyes, "I don't want it, that's really great!"

Speaking of stretching out his right hand, he was about to take back the ocean on the table, so scared that the two rushed forward, begging for mercy with fawning faces.

Although not as much as expected, it is better than nothing.

Five oceans is a lot, it's really flattering.

"Followed by the little zombie."

The little zombie who was poking his head outside the door babbled and ran over, hugging Uncle Jiu's thigh and shaking it back and forth.

Although it doesn't understand it, it feels that it must have it.

Uncle Jiu touched the little zombie's head, took out a handful of copper coins from the box, and stuffed it in its hand, making the four eyes on the side dull.

Give zombies coins and swords?