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

"Russell!"

Uncle Jiu turned around and yelled.

"Come on!"

Russell floated over directly, "Master, what's the matter?"

"You have saved these ghosts, and if you have something to do as a teacher, you will go back."

"Excessive?"

Russell tilted his head, suddenly realized, put his hands together, thunder and lightning flashed, and those ghosts were trembling with fright.

Uncle Jiu's face darkened, and he picked up the long knife in his hand calmly, then touched the back of the knife and muttered to himself, "I don't know, my knife is sharp or not."

Russell's little neck couldn't help shrinking, and he wasn't joking immediately, his little face was serious, and he began to mutter words.

Only then did Uncle Nine nodded in satisfaction, holding the long knife in his hand, and with a murderous look in his eyes, he rode his horse and galloped away into the distance.

Xiaowang Mountain is ten miles away.

Among the cornfields, Mao Shanming lay there, panting and exhausted, always after overwork.

Back pain, limb weakness.

His grandma's running legs are almost broken.

When Mao Shanming thought of the ghost he met today, he spit to the side.

"unlucky!"

He still had lingering fears at this time, and the secret technique of raising ghosts that he found in the old house mentioned that raising ghosts was very ominous.

Mao Shanming raised him for a while, but he didn't think there was anything wrong. After all, he was a poor beggar. What could be more terrifying than a poor beggar?

The biggest and scariest thing in this world is poverty!

Poor gods are always more feared than other gods!

Today, Mao Shanming finally felt what it means to be ominous. It was the first time he cheated in the rivers and lakes, but he just happened to encounter a ghost.

And more than one.

Fucking litter!

Fortunately, my grandma ran fast, and Mao Shanming couldn't help but feel complacent in his heart, which is the experience he has explored for so many years.

As long as I run fast, I won't be the one who dies.

Thinking of this, Mao Shanming smiled again, directly took out a handful of oceans from his arms, kissed them one by one, and counted them one by one.

He had never seen so much money in his life.

I'm rich, I'm rich.

I must carry forward this career and pass it on to my children and grandchildren. Although it is a bit ominous, it is better than begging.

Mao Shanming patted his butt happily, and continued to walk forward with the red umbrella on his shoulders, thinking in his heart that he would go to the Yihong Courtyard to have a good time at night.

Suddenly he heard the sound of horseshoes behind him, he was vigilant in his heart, he turned his head suddenly, only a cold light flew past his head.

"Crack!"

The small tree on the side of the road was directly cut off.

Mao Shanming's Xiao Ming softened in an instant, and he couldn't go to Yihong Courtyard tonight.

Chapter 95

"So, master, you let him go?"

Russell was a little bit wrong with Uncle Jiu's decision. He tilted his head and thought about it, and felt that it was normal. After all, that person was just pretending to be Uncle Jiu's apprentice to trick him.

Uncle Nine's ears were soft, and he begged twice, probably he couldn't help but let him go.

"Mao Shanming promised me, swear to God, if he raises a female ghost in the future, his penis will grow up in this lifetime."

Thinking of Mao Shanming's oath to be a rascal, Uncle Jiu shook his head helplessly, how could such an oath be said?

He was a little embarrassed.

"What's his name Ming?"

"Mao Shanming."

"What is his name Mao Shan?"

Uncle Nine: (??????)

Little Russell has been naughty again recently!

Seeing Uncle Jiu keep looking at his butt, Russell immediately sat up with an extremely serious expression.

Mao Shanming will definitely not raise female ghosts in the future, but he will definitely raise ghosts.

Thinking of his big baby, the second baby, and the two living treasures he will raise in the future, Russell couldn't help touching his chin. This Mao Shanming is very good, one-tenth as smart as me.

He never uttered four, never swore.

"Ah!" Uncle Jiu sighed for no reason, with sad eyes, "Russell, you said that if the master is gone, you will be begging like Mao Shanming in the future, how pitiful you are!"

Russell: ? ? ?

The first half of the sentence was very sad, and the second half of the sentence made Russell a little speechless.

Why is your brain circuit the same as my mother's old circuit in my previous life?

How did you think of me going to beg for food in the future?

"Who the hell did this?"

While Russell was still in deep thought, Uncle Nine's angry roar came to his ears.

He looked up and found that the gate of Yizhuang was gone.

Poor gate!

It disappeared mysteriously two months ago. Uncle Jiu personally selected a door panel. It has only been two months since the door was stolen again! ! !

What a guts!

Uncle Jiu's nose is almost crooked, in broad daylight, the sky is bright, it's not good for you to steal anything, you have to steal the door.

Although stealing anything is worth more than stealing the door, there are more than a dozen large yellow croakers hidden in my room.

"Broken, my fish!"

Uncle Jiu's complexion changed, and he rushed back to Yizhuang. Russell controlled the tortoise shell and moved forward slowly, his head full of question marks.

There are chickens and dogs in Yizhuang. Where did the fish come from?

"master!"

At the gate of Yizhuang, Wencai looked at Uncle Jiu who came back in a hurry, and called out hastily.

Unexpectedly, Uncle Jiu snorted coldly, ignored the reasoning, and went straight to the back room to watch the house, and the door was carried away by someone.

"Little brother, what happened to the master?"

Russell pointed helplessly at the empty door of Yizhuang, "The door was carefully selected by the master, and it was filled with spells."

Since the last gate disappeared mysteriously, Uncle Nine has spent a lot of effort on this gate. The new gate needs a new look, and many spells have been painted on it.

One is, in order to prevent some unclean door-to-door.

Second, with so many charms on the gate, the customers who came to the door were suddenly scared and preconceived, because Uncle Jiu is a peerless master.

This is called professionalism.

This is called face.

"Where's the door?" Wencai realized the seriousness of the problem at this moment, "As soon as you left, Uncle Four Eyes came. When he left, he saw that the door was not bad, so he borrowed the door and promised to return it in a few days. "

Four-eye borrowing door——

Russell: (￣▽￣)

Brother, go all the way.

Wen Cai scratched his head, "Uncle Master said he left a gift for Master, Master will be happy to see it."

As soon as the words fell, a shocking cry of ghosts and gods came from the yard.

"Four eyes!!!"

Literary talent: (OO)

"Senior brother!" Russell looked at him sympathetically, "Or you'd better run away."

Before Wen Cai could speak, Uncle Jiu came out angrily, holding his Qinglong Yanyue Knife he got from somewhere in one hand.

To be honest, Russell has always been curious. He has lived in Yizhuang for so many years, but he has never seen Uncle Jiu with such a big knife.

Ok.

Tomorrow will be hand in hand.

My second master Guan, Da Dao is already very hungry and thirsty, and he is short of a handy weapon.

Uncle Jiu walked out of the door with a big knife. He now remembered everything. The last time he went to Li Chengyu's house, he said how he felt that the door panel with four eyes looked so familiar!

It turned out to be his lost gate!

Simu was eating at his house at the time, and he vetoed it outright, it wasn't him who did it.

Uncle Jiu didn't doubt it either, after all, he was his own younger brother. Thinking about it now, he was so stupid at the time!

There was a flash of inspiration in his mind, and a bold idea suddenly appeared in his heart.

My good junior!

Uncle Jiu silently put away the big knife, hummed a little tune and went back to Yizhuang. To be honest, the face change in the drama has never changed so fast.

Russell and Wencai looked at each other in blank dismay, which was a bit abnormal.

Stepping into the threshold, Russell finally understood why Uncle Jiu was so angry.