Time flies in a hurry, and in a blink of an eye, it has come to the seventh day of the seventh month.

Wen Cai has greatly improved under the treatment of these three days.

"Master, I feel like I'm getting better!"

Wen Cai, who was soaked in the glutinous rice soup, stretched out his hands and made a strong and powerful posture, as if to confirm that what he said was not a lie.

Uncle Nine leaned over and looked at the wound on his arm, and it really wouldn't be as black and pusy as before.

"Will it hurt?"

Uncle Nine reached out and grabbed a piece of meat on Wen Cai's arm, and spun it one hundred and eighty degrees.

"Woo...... , pain, pain, Master, it hurts!"

Wen Cai shouted exaggeratedly, causing everyone present to laugh.

"Master, my aunt is here!"

At this time, Qiusheng walked in from outside.

Aunt Sha followed behind him, with a thick smile on her face.

"Senior brother, what are you doing when you ask Qiusheng to call me over so early?"

Aunt Sha walked up to Uncle Nine and also looked at Wencai's injury.

Uncle Nine put down the dry tobacco stick in his hand and reminded with a smile: "I don't remember what day it is?"

Aunt Sha was stunned by Uncle Jiu's question, and then slapped her forehead and said, "Look at my memory, I actually forgot such an important day, or Senior Brother thought it through!"

"Master, what's going on today?"

Qin Shou counted the days, the seventh day of the seventh lunar month, in modern times, Valentine's Day loved by young men and women.

However, in this era, this meaning has not been given, and it is still a sacrificial festival - the Begging Festival.

Obviously, Uncle Nine and the two are not discussing how to spend the moon and spend a good night together.

Hearing Qin Shou's question, Uncle Nine hesitated slightly, and just as he was about to explain, Aunt Sha took a step ahead of him and smiled: "It's nothing special, today is my birthday!"

"What, Master, why didn't you say it earlier? I'm going to go to the town and order a Western cake, it's popular now!"

Qin Shouwei screamed, and then pulled Qiusheng out of Yizhuang and went to the town.

Watching Qin Shou and the two walk away, Uncle Jiu's eyes showed a complicated look, and then he said in a somewhat low tone: "Senior sister, you come with me!"

Under Wen Cai's puzzled gaze, Aunt Sha followed Uncle Nine up to the second floor and into the study.

"Senior sister, why are you preventing me from telling them the truth?"

As soon as he entered the study, Uncle Nine asked in confusion.

Aunt Sha smiled, then walked up to Uncle Nine and said, "Senior brother, telling them will only make them more worried, it's better not to tell them, how good it would be for everyone to celebrate my birthday in a lively manner!"

"You, you!"

Uncle Nine was helpless, so he could only shake his head and say, "Senior sister, I'm afraid a lot of things will happen today, so don't go back!"

"Hmm!"

Aunt Sha didn't refuse, she knew that this year was different from previous years.

She was born on the seventh day of the seventh month of the seventh month, born in the lunar year when the moon was cloudy and the sun was cloudy, and she was born with yin veins and had a strong attraction to ghosts.

Every year on this day, it is a calamity for her, and she needs to face a lot of ghost attacks, and at the most dangerous time, there are even powerful beings at the level of ghost kings who covet the power of her yin veins.

In previous years, it was Uncle Jiu's secret help that made her turn the corner several times.

"Senior brother, has Zhang Mang really reached the realm of soul travel?"

When Aunt Sha received the news from Uncle Nine informing her, she couldn't believe that Zhang Mang had broken through the soul travel realm earlier than Uncle Nine, and now that they met, she thought about confirming it again.

Uncle Nine nodded, shook his head again, and said: "Zhang Mang has indeed reached the strength of the soul travel realm, but he is limited by the living body, but he has not completely broken through the soul travel realm, and can only be regarded as a pseudo soul travel realm!"

"Whew! That's good, I'm afraid that if he really reaches the realm of soul travel, then it's going to be a big trouble!"

Aunt Sha breathed a sigh of relief, and her expression was obviously much more relaxed than before.

Today is his best chance, and he will definitely not give up such a good opportunity easily!"

Uncle Nine didn't have any intention of relaxing, but showed a more cautious look.

"Hello, brother, let's go down, or the children will be cranky later!"

Aunt Sha pretended to laugh easily, wanting to let Uncle Nine relax his tense nerves.

Looking at Aunt Sha's radiant face, Uncle Nine secretly made up his mind in his heart to ensure that his junior sister was safe even if he died.

That night, everyone in Yizhuang gathered together to celebrate Aunt Sha's birthday.

The Western cake that Qin Shou bought was placed in the center of the table, and a candle had been lit on the cake.

"Senior aunt, hurry up and make a wish, the first two wishes must be said, and the third wish cannot be spoken, otherwise it will not work!"

Qin Shou guided Aunt Sha in the modern way of celebrating birthdays.

Everyone listened to the novelty and showed curiosity, wanting to know what wish Aunt Sha would make.

Feeling Uncle Jiu's gaze looking at her, Aunt Sha felt a sweetness in her heart, and hurriedly avoided Uncle Jiu's gaze shyly, put her hands together and made a wish on the cake: "I hope everyone present is healthy and safe!"

"I hope Senior Brother will break through the Soul Wandering Realm as soon as possible!"

The third wish, Aunt Sha didn't say it, but after glancing at Uncle Jiu, she closed her eyes without a teacher and silently made a wish.

No one knows what wish she makes.

However, judging from her slightly flushed face, Qin Shou guessed that the wish she made was still related to Uncle Jiu.

Immediately afterward, she blew out the candles with joy, and the Patriarch Hall fell into complete darkness for a while.

When Qiusheng turned on the electric light, everyone realized that at some point, there was a pitch-black figure next to the table.

This figure is Zhang Mang.

The smiles on everyone's faces gradually solidified, and then disappeared, and then they all gathered around Uncle Jiu, looking at Zhang Mang with fierce eyes.

Uncle Nine stared at the black figure expressionlessly, his eyes showing a solemn expression.

He didn't even notice how Zhang Mang appeared, as if he appeared out of thin air.

But Aunt Sha showed anger on her face and said coldly: "What are you doing here? You are not welcome here, get out of here!"

Zhang Mang's green eyes flashed, and then he slowly walked to Aunt Sha's side, and said with a sneer: "Ji Ji, little junior sister, you didn't invite me for such an important thing as your birthday, which makes me so sad." But as a senior brother, even if you don't invite me, I will have to show up, right? By the way, I also brought you a congratulatory gift! Would you like to take a look?"

"No, you give me the best gift!"

Aunt Sha retreated to Uncle Jiu's side, a little farther away from Zhang Mang, with a look of extreme disgust on her face.

Zhang Mang smiled disappreciatively, then clapped his hands and said, "Senior sister, you will definitely like my gift!

When he finished speaking, the door of the ancestral hall was pushed open, and four men walked in carrying a stretcher.

Looking at the stretcher covered with white cloth, Aunt Sha instinctively trembled.

When the white cloth was lifted, a familiar face fell into Aunt Sha's eyes, making Aunt Sha almost faint.

When her body shook, she was about to sit on the ground, but fortunately, Uncle Nine helped her in time.

Lying on the stretcher was a woman who had just died, and looking at her round and bulging eyes, you knew that she had been tortured with extreme cruelty before she died.

This woman Qin Shou knew, she was the only disciple of Sha Gu, and she was only eighteen years old.

"You brute, why do you want to kill her?"

Aunt Sha struggled frantically in the crook of Uncle Jiu's arm, letting out a terrible roar.

Zhang Mang spread his hands, put on a look of not being understood, and said: "Alas, little junior sister, you are wrong to blame for being a brother! Brother is just afraid that you will be lonely on the road, so don't you find a companion first!"