Uncle Nine's World: Unlimited Replication Shocks Uncle Nine

Zhang Lin took out two grapefruit leaves and stuck them on Qiu Sheng's eyes.

"Are you going to see it again?"

"Ah!" Qiu Sheng, who had opened his Dharma eyes this time, could see clearly.

There were no ghosts in the theater just now, but now it is densely packed with ghosts, and there are four ghost guards in the back with mourning sticks, only Wencai and Jiale seem to be invisible, and they are still watching the theater leisurely.

"Master, what do those four ghosts do?" Qiu Sheng asked, pointing to the ghosts behind him.

"Ghost messenger, responsible for escorting these homeless lonely souls, and will take them down after the show."

At this time, a female ghost approached Wencaijiale and the two furtively.

Uncle Jiu: "Oh no, there is a female ghost who wants to find the boss."

Zhang Lin asked: "What is the boss?"

"Just want to hang them"

"Ah~~" Zhang Lin and Qiu Sheng looked at each other with a look that all men would understand.

Just when the female ghost started attacking Jia Le, a beautiful female ghost fell from the sky, and drove the female ghost away with a single look.

Then he blew on Wencai Jiale, Wencai Jiale suddenly felt trembling, and turned around to find that there were people standing around.

"Hey, brother, when did so many people come here?" Jia Le was surprised.

Wen Cai: "That's right, are we too fascinated by watching it?"

"Just watching the show, of course I don't think so, do you think so," the female ghost said.

When Wencai and Jiale heard someone talking to them, they turned their heads and couldn't take their eyes away.

Wen Cai and Jia Le thought to themselves: "Wow, how come you are on time."

Outside the door, Qiu Sheng: "Master, what should we do now?"

Uncle Jiu took out a thin string and said, "It's too late now, so whoever wears the thin string, go inside and bring them out."

When Qiu Sheng thought of so many ghosts inside, his head turned into a rattle.

Uncle Jiu looked at Zhang Lin again. Zhang Lin himself didn't want to go in, so he replied:

"Master, my cultivation base is a bit high, and I will scare those ghosts when I go in."

So Uncle Jiu looked at Qiu Sheng again, Qiu Sheng wanted to cry but had no choice but to choose, who made him low.

"give me your hand"

Qiu Sheng could only obediently stretch out his hand, let Uncle Jiu put it on, and then went in with a face full of death.

Chapter 43

"By the way, people don't offend ghosts, and ghosts don't offend people. When you go in, you must pretend that you can't hear or see. If you catch Wencai and Jiale, I will pull the red rope to lead you out. Remember, the red rope is thousand Don't let it go." Uncle Jiu told Qiu Sheng.

"What happens if it breaks?"

"If you break it, you will go back to your hometown."

After listening to Qiu Sheng, he was about to go in, but Zhang Lin held him back and said:

"Wait a minute, be safe."

Zhang Lin took off the grapefruit leaves from Qiusheng's eyes.

"Well, don't be afraid if you can't see it, go."

In order to prevent Qiusheng from accidentally leaking his words after encountering a ghost, Zhang Lin directly closed his Dharma Eye.

After entering, Qiusheng really couldn't see the ghost, and he passed through four ghosts blocking the way.

Qiu Sheng came to Wencai and Jiale: "Wencai, Jiale."

Wen Cai: "Brother, this is Xiaoli, is it right?"

Qiu Sheng looked left and right, but he couldn't see Xiao Li.

Zhang Lin knew that he really couldn't see it, since his eyes were gone, how could he not see it, right?

"Why can't I see it?"

The female ghost gave Qiu Sheng a sigh of relief, and even cast a wink at Qiu Sheng.

It's all right now, Qiusheng must be fascinated by ghosts, Zhang Lin patted his forehead again and said secretly.

Sure enough, Qiu Sheng said in a fascinated tone: "Miss, I have never seen a woman as beautiful as you in my life. My surname is Liu, my name is Qiu Sheng..."

Uncle Jiu was stunned by this operation. He didn't expect that he had just instructed him well, but he forgot all about it when he turned his head.

Helpless, Uncle Jiu could only keep pulling the string to remind Qiu Sheng.

Unexpectedly, Qiusheng was annoyed by the pull, so he untied the red rope directly, and Uncle Jiu accidentally fell to the ground.

Zhang Lin hurriedly helped Uncle Jiu up: "Master, are you alright?"

"It's okay, you brat."

Zhang Lin is also helpless, he has tried his best to prevent Qiu Sheng from being fascinated, but he is still so fascinated that he can't walk.

Although that Xiaoli is very beautiful, Zhang Lin, who has been influenced by the beauty of later generations, can still stand it.

Inside, Qiu Sheng: "Miss, are you here to see a play?"

That Xiaoli pretended to be pitiful and said, "No, I'm here to take refuge."

Qiu Sheng: "Who bullied you?"

Wencai and Jiale at the side echoed, "My brother is the best at fighting, if you have any grievances, just tell us and we will help you solve it."

Xiao Li whispered: "Someone forced me to be his wife, and he told some people to arrest me now!"

After finishing speaking, he glanced at the positions of the four ghost messengers from time to time.

Qiusheng and the others could see clearly, so they turned their heads to look at the ghost messenger.

Wencai suddenly sang ghostly: "Huh, Kekeke, poor little Xiaoxiaoli, suffered a catastrophe." He still didn't forget to look at Qiusheng.

Qiu Sheng also shouted and sang: "Hoo, ah, ah, ah, I'm so angry that I'm so angry that I'm a beauty! Clang, Cang, Cang, Cang~ Clang, Cang, Cang~~"

Xiaoli was so teased that she covered her face and sniggered.

"Wait for me, Qiusheng, to fight the injustice." Then, imitating the opera singers on the stage, comparing movements, they walked in circles towards the four ghost messengers.

Zhang Lin felt that he was going to die, and sure enough, Qiu Sheng and the others were fooled by Xiaoli's meal, and walked towards the ghost messenger, wanting to do something.

The four ghost messengers had seen Qiu Sheng a long time ago, and seeing that their cultivation base was too low, they were also confident in themselves, so they ignored them at all.

Uncle Jiu opened his mouth wide and watched as Qiusheng and the others walked up to the ghost messenger, and then took out a few talismans to knock the ghost messenger down.

Those ghost messengers couldn't have imagined that someone would do something to them, and they were still young.

Seeing that they were in trouble, Zhang Lin and Uncle Jiu yelled that it was not good.

Sure enough, a ghost saw the ghost messenger fell, and shouted: "The ghost messenger has fallen, run!"

Uncle Jiu took out the ghost-catching bag and hurried in to catch ghosts.

But there were so many ghosts, it was too late, and after a while of panic, they ran away completely.

Uncle Jiu only caught a dozen or so, and Zhang Lin was about the same.

Looking at the empty theater, Uncle Jiu felt a sense of powerlessness, followed by anger.

Zhang Lin knew that Qiusheng and the others had caused serious trouble, so he let go of at least [-] to [-] ghosts this time.

If these ghosts continue to do evil outside, then the karma will be attributed to Qiu Sheng and others, and they may die and be punished in hell.

Qiusheng and Wencai Jiale also ran away with that female ghost. Now Uncle Jiu is trying to figure out how to wipe their buttocks first, and then deal with them.

After Uncle Jiu took off the talisman paper from the ghost messenger's head, the ghost messengers floated up to question the teacher.

I had no choice but to appease the ghost messengers and go back to Yizhuang. Those ghost messengers kept moving their mouths, and Uncle Zhang Lin Jiu couldn't understand.

Uncle Jiu couldn't look around, so he asked Zhang Lin to get some mud balls from outside.

Zhang Lin has watched the drama and knows that ghosts eat mud, and they can naturally communicate with each other after eating it in their mouths.

Uncle Jiu took the Niwan, put it in his mouth, and said the same thing as the ghost messenger.

Zhang Lin was also very curious, and he took out a clay pill and put it in his mouth. Suddenly, as if he was born with it, the ghost language that he couldn't understand just now was now the same as usual.

After talking for a long time, Uncle Jiu calmed down the ghost messenger, and then walked to Yizhuang.

Zhang Lin spat out the mud in his mouth and asked: "Master, what should we do now, so many ghosts have escaped."

When Uncle Jiu saw that Zhang Lin was obedient, he was immediately relieved. Although the two traitors were worried, there was still Zhang Lin, a good apprentice.

He said calmly: "I have already thought of a way. Use Maoshan Technique to ask for help from the surrounding brothers. Don't worry."

Back at Yizhuang, the four ghost messengers were already waiting in the lobby, and Uncle Jiu bit the bullet and sat at the main seat.

Zhang Lin was also discerning and poured tea for Uncle Jiu and the ghost messengers, and even took out a few plates of fruit from the space and put them on.

Seeing that Zhang Lin was so sensible, those ghost messengers relaxed their language a lot.

Uncle Jiu's pressure was greatly reduced and he glanced at Zhang Lin gratefully.

Zhang Lin's two lives, of course, knew that he was out to mess around, and he was talking about the world, so he showed his sincerity to the ghost messenger, and it really worked, and he stopped embarrassing Uncle Jiu immediately.

These ghosts are also very uncomfortable. They originally liberated these ownerless ghosts, but they were tricked by Qiu Sheng and all the ghosts ran away.

If a sufficient number of ghosts were not suppressed within the specified time, they themselves would be punished, so they asked Uncle Jiu for ghosts.

After a while, the three of Qiu Sheng, who still didn't know the seriousness of the matter, opened the door happily.

In an instant, several people broke out in cold sweat, thinking that the ghost messengers looked at Qiu Sheng and the others in unison the moment they opened the door.

The ghost messengers started talking, Uncle Jiu listened for a long time and said, "What do you guys want?"

Several ghost messengers looked at Uncle Jiu, who suddenly realized that he hadn't eaten mud, and apologized:

"Oh, I'm sorry, you are ghost messengers and don't understand human speech."

Then he glanced at Zhang Lin.

Zhang Lin also thoughtfully took out a plate full of mud balls and handed them over: "Master, it's ready."