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

Chapter 103 One Less Interesting Soul

Speaking of it, this is a muddled account after all, a muddled matter.

After going to the grave of my ancestors for so many years, I went wrong, and I never found out.

Uncle Jiu shook his head. For the first time, he felt that someone was less reliable than his two apprentices. Thinking of this, he gave Wen Cai another hard look.

Wen Cai immediately shrank his head, not daring to talk back at all.

What happened just now was extremely dangerous. If Mr. Tao was pissed off because of his words, then things would explode.

Now that he agreed to take over this matter, no matter how difficult it was, Uncle Jiu couldn't stop doing it.

Who made him Uncle Jiu?

Although he is a bit dark and arrogant, he is also a conscientious and soft-hearted Taoist priest.

Uncle Jiu waved his hand, "Qiu Sheng, Wen Cai's movements were exceptionally quick, and he laid all the things that Uncle Jiu wanted on the ground with ease.

A table was laid flat on the ground, and four stones were found to press the four corners.

A platform is enough.

Uncle Jiu picked up three more red incense candles, took out a string of bells from nowhere, and found an incense altar.

Putting the incense stand on the Taoist platform, Uncle Jiu took a pinch of his hand, lit the red incense candle, and inserted it directly on the incense stand.

The incense mist rose slowly, and the onlookers couldn't help holding their breath, not daring to make a sound, for fear of disturbing Uncle Jiu's practice.

Although the Daotai is a bit crude, there are no tributes such as chicken, duck and fish, but it can only make do with it.

Uncle Jiu thought for a while, then took out a few pieces of paper money and put them under the incense stand. This is real hard currency, not the hundreds of thousands of yellow paper money.

After depositing the money, Uncle Jiu nodded in satisfaction. He held a mahogany sword in his left hand and a spell in his right, and began to say spells that no one could understand.

Russell could hear clearly that this was a nonsense in the human scriptures, it seemed to be.

"Taishang Laojun urgently wishes to order!"

Uncle Jiu read too fast, and Luo Su heard too little nonsense, so he could only guess like this, and he felt a little emotional.

There are so many things to learn by myself.

Suddenly, Uncle Jiu stopped, turned his head to look at Russell, narrowed his eyes, and Russell had a bad premonition.

The next moment, a big hand whizzed over, lifted Russell's back collar, and the other hand groped in his arms.

"Card!"

"hiss!"

Uncle Jiu took a deep breath, shook the two fingers of his right hand, and quickly pulled them out of Luo Su's arms.

I saw a handful of paper figurines and a mousetrap in his right hand.

Uncle Jiu snorted with his nose in pain, took a sharp breath, flicked his finger, and flicked the mousetrap away.

Russell looked at him innocently, as if this matter had nothing to do with him, and he also looked at the mousetrap curiously.

When did this thing come into his arms?

Uncle Jiu didn't speak either, and silently considered a serious question in his heart.

My little apprentice owed me eight hundred slaps, shouldn't I pay it back?

Looking at the paper figurine in his hand, Uncle Jiu couldn't help but twitch the corners of his mouth, little apprentice, there are a lot of treasures here.

He carefully flipped through the paper figurines, and if he touched them, the little apprentice would have to fight for him.

Saying.

Uncle Jiu couldn't help but cast another glance, the paper figurine is quite pretty.

After searching for a while, Uncle Jiu finally found one that satisfied him.

Master Guan!

"I'll give it back to you, cough, remember next time, don't put clips in your clothes, otherwise, uh-huh!"

Uncle Jiu returned the remaining paper man to the poor Russell, and by the way warned, this clip really hurts.

He rubbed his fingers calmly, then waved his right hand, and the paper man grew against the wind and landed on the platform.

Before Second Master Guan opened his eyes, Uncle Jiu directly stuck a spell on his forehead, and now, he couldn't open his eyes anymore.

Second Master Guan couldn't open his eyes, and Mr. Tao's eyes widened.

Proper fairy magic!

I don't say strange powers and gods, I'll fuck your mother's Kong Er Er!

Uncle Jiu blew the incense lightly, and the smoke was lingering, and then Second Master Guan's body shivered suddenly, and then a hoarse voice came.

"Is there any wine?"

Uncle Jiu was taken aback, and then couldn't help but look embarrassed. Does the ghost now have such a personality? He won't hire the wrong person, right?

His face showed suspicion, and Mr. Tao's expression changed drastically, and he couldn't believe his ears.

He took two steps forward, then fell to his knees with a plop, Uncle Jiu hurriedly avoided.

It is very unlucky for juniors to be bowed by their elders, and their lifespan will be shortened.

"Father! Is that you?"

Old Mr. Tao was gray-haired, but couldn't hold back his tears, and knocked his head on the ground a few times.

"A Tao, you, you!" The 'Guan Gong' looked full of hatred, "I'm here today, I don't know what to give to you, I'll burn a sip of wine, I'm so hungry."

Old Mr. Tao looked weeping, "Father, I'm sorry for you. I have worshiped the wrong grave text and honored the wrong person for so many years."

"This matter was arranged by me and has nothing to do with you."

'Guan Gong' said in a low voice, "Your third uncle was old-fashioned and obeyed the rules when he was alive, and he was very strict with you. Lao Li of the tombstone placed the tombstone in front of the third grave."

He turned his head and looked at the grave with the big tree behind him, his expression was still a little silent, "Your prejudice against your third uncle is still there!"

The two graves are so close to each other, and they are relatives of a grandfather. Mr. Tao's family has ignored the third brother's grave for decades.

"Father! I..."

Mr. Tao was lying on the ground, his face was full of shame.

'Guan Gong' shook his head, "Third Brother, Eldest Brother, and Second Brother and I have a good time down there. I can also receive your filial piety on weekdays."

"It's just that this tree is a bit prickly, which makes my heart hurt all the time, and I'm extremely uncomfortable."

Mr. Tao panicked, "Father, I'll chop it with an ax right now."

"forget it!"

'Guan Gong' sighed, "It's no longer needed."

Mr. Tao suddenly had a bad premonition in his heart.

"I have been busy in the underworld for 30 years, and I have finally accumulated enough Yin virtues. I can be reincarnated in the next life. I am a human being. Your father is going to be reincarnated!"

Mr. Tao was completely panicked. He was about to speak, but he couldn't.

Isn't it an animal act not to let the old man be reincarnated?

Let the old man be reincarnated, and I feel very sorry in my heart.

"I did what Xiaoyun did, just to give you a warning, by the way." 'Guan Gong' felt lost, "I'm afraid we won't be able to see each other again in the future."

"Father! Just wait a little longer. I'll go back and get some wine. Let's drink for a while." Mr. Tao couldn't help but have a sore nose. He hadn't seen his father in 30 years.

'Guan Gong' shook his head, and then arched his arms towards Uncle Jiu, "Thank you, Daoist Master, I have dragged so many relationships in the underworld, and I can't entrust my family with dreams. I can only think of this way, but Daoist Master can Recruit me directly, it really is a Daoist real person!"

If it wasn't for Uncle Jiu's help, he wouldn't even be able to see Mr. Tao for the last time. If this continues, sooner or later, he will kill his grandson.

Uncle Jiu smiled and said nothing, the last sentence made him feel comfortable.

"Hey, I'm going. The time of reincarnation is coming soon. To be honest, the wine in the underworld is really expensive. I have worked hard for 30 years, but I haven't had a few sips."

"I'll be a drunk kid in my next life, haha, a drunk kid!"

With a burst of hearty laughter, 'Guan Gong' slowly lowered his head, his whole body began to burn, and disappeared into the world.

"father!"

Mr. Tao cried out, this time it was really parting from life and death.

Russell couldn't help sighing, there is one less interesting soul in this world.

Chapter 104 Swans Love Toad Meat

Dust to dust, dust to dust.

After a person dies, everything will disappear, whether it is missing or resentment, everything will be gone.

Mr. Tao sat blankly in front of the grave, not knowing what to think, and suddenly slapped himself several times.

Luo Su wanted to go forward, but Uncle Jiu grabbed him and shook his head silently.

This is someone's concern. If you can't get out of it and keep it in your heart, it will become a big hidden danger.

The man did not shed tears, but he did not go to the sad place.

Russell looked at Mr. Tao crying sadly, and couldn't help feeling emotional in his heart. No matter what dynasty or generation, being a man is a bit tiring.

Women are fine, when they are crying, tired, or wronged, they can still chat with their husbands.

Men can't, no matter in front of their wives, children, or relatives, they can't shed tears.

Sometimes I would find someone to cry and complain, and we would spend 1000 yuan if we chatted for one night, and the treatment was not bad. Some people invited me to provide food and accommodation, and even gave me a pair of silver bracelets.

How miserable!

Mr. Tao cried for a long time, then wiped the corners of his eyes with his sleeve, and sighed, "Daozhang Lin, do you know why I haven't visited my third uncle's grave for so many years?"

Uncle Jiu shook his head and didn't ask any further questions. Maybe he should listen more at this time.

Looking up, the five graves in this row should belong to five people from Mr. Tao's uncle's generation.

The other four grave mounds seem to know that they are often taken care of, they are very tidy, and there are no weeds.