After Uncle Nine finished cleaning up Wencai Qiusheng, Liao Wenjie stepped forward slowly and persuaded him with good words: "Uncle Nine, you can't kill people like this, you can't kill people anyway, so don't fight, let's talk about business first." ”

"What is more important than the disciple?"

The more Uncle Jiu thought about it, the more angry he became, and he said that famous teachers produce high apprentices, teach by word and deed, and what the master is, the apprentice will learn to become.

He didn't dare to call himself a famous teacher, but he was strict with himself and never relaxed half a point.

Then the question is, with such a self-disciplined strict master as a template, why did the painting style deviate in the next generation, and the two apprentices laughed all day long without a proper line?

"Uncle Nine, continue the previous topic, the crooked and evil way that gave you Gu, do you have any guesses about his identity?"

Liao Wenjie asked, adding a sentence: "Could it be that Mr. Feng Shui, he arranged the burial of the old lady, and he is the most suspicious." He first raised Mrs. Ren into a zombie, and then let Mr. Ren dig it out twenty years later to take revenge on his family. ”

"I don't think so."

Uncle Nine shook his head: "That was twenty years ago, and it took so long to raise corpses...... I can't do it! ”

is also said, revenge is not overnight, the slap in the face must be timely, and it will be held in one breath for twenty years, what kind of lung capacity is this?

Besides, I can really endure it for twenty years, and this hatred has long been diluted by time.

Liao Wenjie nodded, what Uncle Nine said was not unreasonable, but if it wasn't Mr. Feng Shui, could it be a wild Taoist priest passing by?

"Uncle Jiu, do you have any clues on hand?"

"I'm not an immortal, how can I know everything."

Uncle Nine shook his head, and then said: "It's not difficult to find clues, there is a grave for Old Lady Ren, and I may be able to find out a little bit of truth if I go on a trip." ”

“……”x2

Uncle Jiu's voice fell, and he began to stare at Liao Wenjie, and finally the two shook their heads at the same time.

It's not appropriate, it's not a good strategy to divide the soldiers into two ways, take Master Ren up the mountain together, and I'm afraid that the other party will prepare in advance and end up in a tragedy of throwing himself into the net.

For today's plan, we can only hold Yizhuang and take one step at a time.

"Uncle Nine, it's too passive."

"What else can I do if the enemy is dark and I am clear?"

Uncle Nine sighed: "It would be nice if the junior brother was still here, he is proficient in the Taoist art of raising corpses, and he will definitely be able to see some clues, no matter how bad it is, there are many people is also an advantage." ”

He said regret in his mouth, and he knew very well in his heart that there was no such possibility, and the enemy still refused to show his face, which shows that he is cunning and cautious, and if he doesn't look away, the old lady will not become a zombie.

It's a pity that people are not as good as heaven, and Liao Wenjie came again after walking around, presumably that person also had a headache.

"There are many ......"

Liao Wenjie squinted slightly, and whispered in Uncle Jiu's ear, who listened with wide eyes and a face full of incredulity.

"Applejack, can you really do that?"

"One night will definitely not work, I don't have enough mental strength, if the enemy does not move, and plans to observe for two days before moving, then it will be no problem."

……

Before nightfall, Uncle Nine took Wencai Qiusheng to finish pasting the last yellow talisman.

There is a gossip mirror in front of the door, two money swords on the left and right, a red line fishing net array in front, a yin and yang two qi diagram in the back, and the courtyard is sprinkled with glutinous rice.

Under Liao Wenjie's reminder, even the roof was covered with glutinous rice, which can be described as solid, and the zombies dared to come to the door to stir up the fire, and he had no return.

Master Ren was injured and went to bed early, the two servants cooked the meal, and as soon as Uncle Jiu was busy here, they brought the hot meal to the table.

"Tsk, the life of a rich man is comfortable, clothes come to reach out for food to open his mouth, a big meal of fish and meat, today I also want to live a young master's addiction."

Looking at the seven or eight dishes on the table, Qiusheng took a deep breath of aroma and was full of happiness.

Except for being single, he has no regrets.

"Master, there are no bugs in the meal this time, right?" Wen Cai had palpitations in his heart, and asked before moving the chopsticks.

"No, I've checked."

Uncle Nine sandwiched a few dishes, served the rice to be sent to the side room, thought of something, and said to Qiusheng: "When you finish eating, it's dark, it's not safe to walk at night, just sleep in Yizhuang tonight!" ”

Uncle Nine was worried that the thieves were hiding in the dark, so he captured Qiusheng as a hostage, but Qiusheng insisted on refusing. Qiusheng also has his own reasons, his aunt lives alone in the next village, he can't rest assured, if the thief really wants to take the hostage, he can't run away from his aunt if he can run, the result is the same.

With a sense of filial piety, Uncle Nine couldn't refute it, so he cast a spell on Qiusheng, and asked him to take a money sword and glutinous rice to defend himself before leaving.

Qiusheng pedaled his bicycle away, two miles outside the town, and when he passed by the Land Temple, a beautiful woman in a wedding dress floated out of the dense forest and sat firmly on the back seat.

The red lips are embellished, and the face is as clean as snow.

She gently leaned on Qiusheng's back, slightly hooked the corners of her mouth, and smiled very sweetly.

It's just that the expression is a little stiff, like a paper figure tied in the mourning hall!

……

The next day, Qiusheng's aunt came to the door and counted the ninth uncle to use the apprentice as an animal.

Her good nephew, who has only been seen for a day, is so tired that he walks and staggers, and if this goes on for a long time, won't she want the white-haired person to send the black-haired person.

Uncle Nine was sprayed with a confused face, he was a little busy arranging Yizhuang yesterday, but Qiusheng has been practicing martial arts for many years, and his foundation is very thick, so there is no reason to suddenly get tired and lie down.

Besides, yesterday's food skyrocketed, and everyone ate whatever Master Ren ate, just the ginseng stewed black chicken, and Qiusheng alone dried half a pot. When he left, his face was oily, and he didn't forget to hold a chicken leg in his mouth, and he was almost able to walk until he couldn't walk.

Aunt Qiusheng scolded and left, and spit at the door of Yizhuang before leaving, saying that this matter is not over, and she will continue to scold tomorrow.

Something was wrong, Uncle Nine thought for a moment, found someone from the Ren Mansion, and carried Qiusheng back from the next village in a sedan chair.

"Master, when will Master Ren move away, can you not leave...... Hehe, it's so comfortable to sit in a sedan chair, I want to be a young master every day. ”

Qiusheng was lying lazily on the sedan chair, speaking weakly, and under the sun, he tightened the quilt wrapped around his body, looking half-dead.

Uncle Nine saw that Qiusheng's eyes were dark and heavy, his face was yellow and his mouth was blue, he was trembling with anger, and he raised his hand to give him a hard blow.

Syllable!

Liao Wenjie grabbed Uncle Jiu's arm: "What's going on with Qiusheng, make it clear, if the situation is serious, I'll help you fight together." ”

"The stinky boy was fascinated by the merry ghost, the yin qi entered the body, and the yang qi dispersed most of it, it was really ...... What a ......."

Uncle Nine threw up his sleeves angrily, hating iron but not steel, and he couldn't say a complete sentence.

"It's really hard for him!"

Liao Wenjie took the second half of the sentence, Qiusheng practiced martial arts all the year round, he was young and energetic, and he was so tired that he couldn't walk with his feet shaking, which shows how hard he worked last night.

When Uncle Nine said this, he had already guessed the specific situation.

What is puzzling is that he was the one who put incense on the grave that day, and the female ghost and Qiusheng didn't have a chance to meet, why did they still get entangled with Qiusheng?

It was love at first sight......

Liao Wenjie touched his chin, there is no reason, he is such a beautiful boy, as long as he is not blind, the object of love at first sight should be him.

Suddenly, he thought of a possibility.

"Uncle Jiu, could it be that evil sect did it crookedly, and he didn't dare to come to the door head-on, so he used some indiscriminate means to make you lose your skills, so as to create opportunities for zombies?"

"It's a possibility."

Uncle Nine calmed down a lot when he heard this, but he was still quite angry with Qiusheng, and he set a trap on his head, so he drilled into it without hesitation, studied art for more than ten years, and learned all of them to Erhei's belly.

"Okay, Uncle Nine, don't be angry, it's a big deal not to go out, we have no flaws, and the other party naturally has nothing to do."

Liao Wenjie persuaded two sentences, in case he had too many dreams at night, and asked Uncle Nine to take Qiusheng's aunt to Yizhuang, the reason was to take care of Qiusheng.

"It's okay, wait for this stinky boy to wake up, and see how I clean him up!"

Out of sight and out of mind, Uncle Nine turned around and left, leaving the half-asleep Qiusheng alone in the courtyard to bask in the sun.

……

Seven or eight hours later, the sun was setting, and Qiusheng stretched his waist and got up from the sedan chair and walked to the dining hall following the scent.

Seeing that the table was full of food and wine, he rubbed his hands and sat next to Wen Cai: "It's so good, today is another blessing, this day, I am really happy like a fairy!" ”

"Yes, eat and drink enough strength, and only when you have the strength can you toss hard, you say, Qiusheng?"

Liao Wenjie put down the dishes and chopsticks and looked at Qiusheng with a smile.

"Brother Jie, what are you talking about, why can't I understand?"

Qiusheng was stunned when he heard this, and then looked at Wen Cai with his head down and just eating, Uncle Nine stretched an old face, put down the hand of the chopsticks, and suddenly clenched his claws into a fist, and retreated in his heart.

The situation is not right, hurry up and leave after eating.

"Qiusheng, when you went back to your aunt's house last night, where did you go on the way?"

"No, I haven't been anywhere......"

Boom!

Uncle Nine slapped on the table: "You still dare to quibble, I think you are really not afraid of death!" ”

"Master, how can you let me say such an embarrassing thing...... Don't ask, I'll tell you when the time comes. ”

Qiusheng blushed, twisted and refused to tell the truth, like a student who secretly fell in love and was caught red-handed by his parents.

"When, when, do you still want to marry someone else?" Uncle Nine laughed angrily.

"Of course, I'm not the kind of rotten person who eats and wipes clean and doesn't admit it."

“……”

Liao Wenjie: I was offended!

Qiusheng puffed up his chest proudly, met the wide eyes of Uncle Jiu, and was instantly deflated: "Master, Xiaoyu is very virtuous, and she is very kind, it suddenly rained when I went back last night, if she hadn't let me in to hide from the rain, maybe I would have caught a cold and got sick." ”

"Qiusheng, it didn't rain last night......

Liao Wenjie went straight to the point and said: "The whole town doesn't get a drop of water, and there are no surrounding villages, but the clouds are shrouded in clouds above your head, are you hitting a ghost?" ”

"How is it possible, Brother Jie, don't talk nonsense."

Qiusheng couldn't sit still, and took two mouthfuls of food: "What, my aunt is still waiting for me at home, Master, I'll leave first." ”

"You stinky boy is quite filial, and you know that you have an aunt!"

"That's right, I'm famous for my filial piety, not to mention that there are zombies outside, even if I go under the knife, I will go back to my aunt's house tonight."

"Qiusheng, if it's your aunt, then there's no need to hurry, Uncle Nine gave up his room, and your aunt and Miss Ren moved in."

Liao Wenjie said, raised his eyebrows and said, "How is it, are you still leaving?" ”

"Ah, my aunt is here too......"

Qiusheng had a bitter face and stammered, "Master, can I go out and run two laps?" ”

"Hell, see if I don't kill you little rabbit."

Uncle Nine stood up with a rub, grabbed Qiusheng's collar and was about to beat him.

"Uncle Jiu, listen to my advice, young people are not sensible, and they will understand in the future."

Liao Wenjie stepped forward as a peacemaker, grabbed Qiusheng, pinned his hands behind his back, and said bitterly: "Who doesn't make a mistake when he is young, give him a chance, if you have something to say, don't slap your face!" ”

"Brother Jie, why are you harming me...... Ah...... Master, you are real. He was punched in the chest, and Qiusheng blushed in pain and had a thick neck.

Uncle Nine slammed two punches: "Hmph, it's better for me to beat you to death than for you to be sucked dry by a ghost." ”

In the dining hall, Liao Wenjie held Qiusheng, Uncle Jiu opened the bow left and right, Wencai held the bowl, there was fish, meat and good show, I just felt very good.

At this moment, there was a strange and ethereal call outside Yizhuang, and when Qiusheng heard this, he instantly became stupid and stupid.

"Brother Sheng~~Brother Sheng~~ Why haven't you come back yet~~~"

"I'm coming to pick you up~~~"