Half a month passed, Fang Xiaoyu occasionally went to the Willow Garden to take a look at the progress of repairing the Willow Garden, and the rest of the time he was in retreat and cultivation in the small courtyard, until this day, the injury he suffered during the battle with Pan Xiaocui was considered to be healed.

When night fell, the cultivation of Taiyin ghost nerves was half a month, and the ghost body of Lei Tingting, who had faintly gained something, had been condensed much more than before, but there was still a long way to go before it could be condensed into an entity.

At this time, Lei Tingting was a little rusty, and she was helping Fang Xiaoyu sort out a small package with the exorcism technique that she couldn't master.

In fact, there is no need for Fang Xiaoyu to wrap anything, after all, there is a space in the body, and anything can be put into it, but Fang Xiaoyu is going to Renjia Town, it is always bad to be empty-handed, and it is still necessary to avoid people's eyes and ears.

When she learned that Fang Xiaoyu was going to meet the master he worshipped in this world, Lei Tingting couldn't help but feel a little nervous.

Especially Fang Xiaoyu's master is still a ghost hunting master, you must know that she is still a ghost now, if Fang Xiaoyu's master sees it, I don't know if the other party will take her down.

Looking at Lei Tingting's hesitant and worried look, Fang Xiaoyu couldn't help but smile and comforted Lei Tingting: "Tingting, don't be entangled there, I told you a long time ago, Master, he is a cold-hearted person, if he knows that you are my wife, he will definitely not treat you well, I think he will definitely treat you the same as me." ”

After getting along with Uncle Nine these days, Fang Xiaoyu has figured out Uncle Nine's temperament, this is a person with a cold face and a good heart, a knife mouth, a tofu heart, and no big ambition to take revenge.

If Uncle Nine wants to become famous, he will already be famous with his skills, and he will not stay in an unknown town and live in a dilapidated Yizhuang.

At this time, it has been half a time since Uncle Jiu left, and Fang Xiaoyu estimated that it should be time for Master Ren to prepare for the funeral of Old Lady Ren.

If you calculate the auspicious day, there will be a good auspicious day in two or three days at most, if nothing else, Master Ren will choose that day for the funeral, so if Fang Xiaoyu doesn't want to miss the corpse of Old Lady Ren, then he should prepare to go to Renjia Town.

The Willow Garden had been repaired a few days ago, but Fang Xiaoyu, the master of the Willow Garden, had not lived in it once and was about to leave.

As the security captain of the town, Ah Wei, dressed in green skin, led several of his subordinates to patrol the streets.

A subordinate came to Ah Wei's side and said, "Captain, I heard that the day after tomorrow, Master Ren invited Uncle Nine to go to the old lady's funeral, can the brothers go with the captain to increase their knowledge." ”

Ah Wei patted his subordinates on the shoulder and said, "When the time comes, let the brothers go together, and let you take a look at the pomp and circumstance of the Ren family." ”

Ah Wei, who was very proud, was triumphant, and suddenly saw a man standing out from the crowd in front of him, wearing a Mao suit, shaving his flat head, and his spirit was very high, exuding a temperament that was different from ordinary people.

When Fang Xiaoyu walked past Ah Wei, he glanced at Ah Wei, that glance only made Ah Wei smart, and subconsciously took a step back to make way for Fang Xiaoyu, and Ah Wei felt a great pressure in his indifferent eyes.

By the time Ah Wei reacted, Fang Xiaoyu had already walked past him, Ah Wei felt that his performance seemed to be a bit of a loss of face, and he opened his mouth to shout Fang Xiaoyu, but seeing Fang Xiaoyu's back, Ah Wei's indifferent gaze flashed in his mind and he couldn't help but shrink his neck, after all, he didn't call Fang Xiaoyu.

For Ah Wei, Fang Xiaoyu recognized it at a glance, this one had a lot of opportunities to appear in the original drama, and Uncle Nine was even locked up by Ah Wei, causing zombies to be a disaster and almost harming everyone.

But Ah Wei is not a villain, compared to those soldiers and ruffians and the like, at least Ah Wei, the security captain, is still in the past.

The Yizhuang where Uncle Jiu is located is on the edge of the town, after all, no one would build such an obscure place as Yizhuang in the center of the town.

You only need to ask someone casually to find the location of Yizhuang, and after crossing the long street, Fang Xiaoyu saw a slightly dilapidated courtyard.

The courtyard had obvious traces of recent renovation, and Fang Xiaoyu felt that if nothing else, it should be made by Uncle Nine with the money he gave him.

The village is a place where the corpses are temporarily stored, and almost some of the larger towns will have similar ones.

Fang Xiaoyu saw two figures from a distance at the entrance of Yizhuang gesturing their fists and feet, just after a few glances, Fang Xiaoyu shook his head slightly, these two people's fists and feet are really not in the stream, I am afraid that they are not even third-rate.

However, both of them have faint mana fluctuations, and there is no need to think about it, these two people must be the disciples of Uncle Jiu, Wencai and Qiusheng.

Thinking that these two guys were actually ahead of him, and he still had to call them senior brothers, Fang Xiaoyu felt depressed.

But soon, the corners of Fang Xiaoyu's mouth curled slightly, and he slowly walked towards Qiusheng and Wencai.

In fact, when Fang Xiaoyu noticed the two of them, Qiusheng and Wencai were not secretly looking at Fang Xiaoyu.

Fang Xiaoyu is really too eye-catching, plus few people near Yizhuang will come, Fang Xiaoyu is standing there, if neither of them can find out, I am afraid it will be impossible for Uncle Nine to accept them as disciples.

At this moment, Fang Xiaoyu walked over to the two, the two stopped fighting, glanced at each other, and looked at Fang Xiaoyu in unison.

Fang Xiaoyu stood in front of the two of them, and said with a slight smile: "Xiaoyu below, I've seen two." ”

"Fang Xiaoyu?"

"What, are you the Fang Xiaoyu that the master said?"

Wencai and Qiusheng obviously heard Uncle Jiu mention Fang Xiaoyu, and the two looked at each other in disbelief for a while.

On the day Uncle Nine came back, the two of them made a mess of Yizhuang and almost released the evil ghosts suppressed by Uncle Jiu, so the two of them were miserable.

Fang Xiaoyu is the object that Uncle Jiu used to teach the two of them, how about Fang Xiaoyu, how to do it, only to hear that both of them were tired of it.

At this time, when the two saw Fang Xiaoyu and learned each other's identities, they naturally looked bitter and hateful.

Neither of them is the kind of person with a gloomy mind, and they don't have so many scheming, so the psychology of the two of them is completely manifested on their faces, staring at Fang Xiaoyu with bitterness and hatred one by one.

Qiusheng Kabakaba clenched his fists, crunched his hand, stared at Fang Xiaoyu and said, "Senior Brother Fang, let's take a test of your cultivation first." ”

The Wencai on the side also looked eager to try, and he couldn't wait to step forward and beat Fang Xiaoyu violently, so that he could get out of the suffocating breath that he had accumulated over the years.

Fang Xiaoyu didn't feel any malice from the two of them, and couldn't help but laugh when she looked at the two of them.

"Wow, ah, look at the move."

Because I don't know the specific depth of Fang Xiaoyu, but just looking at Fang Xiaoyu's white and pure appearance, he looks more like a scholar than a cultivator, and Qiusheng is also afraid of hurting Fang Xiaoyu, so he reminded Fang Xiaoyu before making a move.

Nodding slightly, Fang Xiaoyu has some understanding of the hearts of the two, these two people are quite mellow, and they are not the kind of people who play scheming.

Looking at Qiusheng's fist, Fang Xiaoyu didn't dodge or dodge, but slowly raised his hand, and in Qiusheng's stunned gaze, he grabbed Qiusheng's hand.

Qiusheng only felt as if his fist was being pinned down by a huge pincer, and a wave of pain came.

"Oops, it hurts, it hurts, let go."

Wen Cai saw that Qiu Sheng was at a loss, so he hurriedly punched him, but Wen Cai and Qiu Sheng were the same, neither of them was a master, and the result was conceivable, Fang Xiaoyu restrained the two of them with two hands.

The two grinned in pain, and Fang Xiaoyu smiled slightly: "Both, how about we discuss something?" ”

Qiusheng gritted his teeth and said: "What's the matter, just say, let us go, otherwise we will call the master out." ”

Wen Cai grinned and said: "That's it, that is, letting the master see that you are committing a crime and offending the senior brother, it will definitely not make you feel better." ”

Fang Xiaoyu said: "I think, this senior brother's position should actually be replaced by me, do you think this is the truth." ”

Finally got a junior brother, Wen Cai and Qiu have been arguing about who is the senior brother and who is the junior brother between the two of them on weekdays, and now that their master has finally accepted another disciple, it is naturally impossible for the two to agree to each other to be their senior brothers.

So after listening to Fang Xiaoyu's words, the heads of Wencai and Qiusheng kept shaking like rattles.

Fang Xiaoyu had already let go of the hands of the two at this time, and the two were rubbing their fists, staring at Fang Xiaoyu carefully.

Seeing that the two gold ingots in Fang Xiaoyu's hand collided together and made a sound, the two of them looked at each other and their eyes lit up.

"Gold ingots?"

With a grunt, the two stared at the gold ingots and swallowed.

Maybe they weren't greedy for money, but they instinctively looked straight when they saw the gold ingots.

Coming back to their senses, Qiusheng and Wen Cai glanced at each other, gritted their teeth and said, "Senior Brother Fang, what do you mean by this, you don't think that you can buy us with gold ingots, we won't agree......"

Fang Xiaoyu looked at Qiusheng's serious look, but couldn't help but look at the golden ingots and couldn't help but smile slightly: "Oh, then what if you add this." ”

Saying that, Fang Xiaoyu took out two peachwood swords, the specifications of these two peachwood swords were not too long, they were made by Fang Xiaoyu after the ninth uncle left, and someone offered the peachwood heart.

Since he came to meet Uncle Jiu, of course Fang Xiaoyu has to take into account Wencai and Qiusheng, you must know that Wencai and Qiusheng have followed Uncle Jiu for many years, and the relationship between them is not comparable to herself.

The cost of two peachwood swords is only 10,000 taels of silver, which is really nothing to Fang Xiaoyu, but for Qiusheng and Wencai, the temptation of two peachwood swords is too great.

Both of them dreamed of having a peachwood sword like their master, but it was a pity that something like a hundred-year-old peachwood heart could not be encountered casually, and even Uncle Nine was not able to help the two of them get it.

But now this cheap junior disciple who was included in his own master actually took out two peachwood swords at once, and the temptation of such a red fruit made the two hesitate all of a sudden.

Fang Xiaoyu had a demonic smile on the corner of his mouth, and said with a temptation: "As long as you call me senior brother, then this peach wood sword and gold ingots should be regarded as a meeting gift from me, the senior brother, to the two junior brothers." ”

The implication is that if the two are unwilling, then the meeting gift will not be given, and there is also the meaning of asking the two for a meeting gift.

As soon as Fang Xiaoyu's meeting gift was released, it was a gold ingot, and a peachwood sword, which made Qiusheng and Wencai feel depressed, if the two of them insisted on being senior brothers, wouldn't they have to take out the meeting gift to Fang Xiaoyu.

The key is that they don't have anything of value to give Fang Xiaoyu as a meeting gift.

The peachwood sword in Fang Xiaoyu's hand was like a little devil tempting the two of them.

Qiusheng gritted his teeth, pulled Wen Cai to turn his back, and said in a low voice: "Wen Cai, what do you say we should do, it's a peach wood sword, I've long wanted to have one, and now I can ......get it by calling him senior brother."

Wen Cai twisted: "But...... But we are the first to get started, why should we call him a senior brother? ”

Qiusheng patted Wencai's head and said: "Senior brother's position is a capable person, neither of us is his opponent, even if he is made a senior brother, besides, being a junior brother also has the benefits of being a junior brother, I think this Fang Xiaoyu is a wealthy master, I don't see that the precious peach wood sword is two swords, and there are gold ingots......"

Fang Xiaoyu clearly heard the conversation between the two, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, he really deserved to be Qiusheng, born with a little cunning, and turned the honest literary talent around.

Qiusheng turned around, smiled, and said to Fang Xiaoyu: "Did we let you be a senior brother, and you gave us the peachwood sword?" ”

Fang Xiaoyu said with a righteous expression: "That's natural, if I become your senior brother, as a senior brother, I naturally want to give you a meeting gift, this peach wood sword and gold ingots are what I prepared for you, but I don't know if you are willing to accept it." ”

"Yes, yes."

Although Wencai is honest, he is not stupid, just looking at Qiusheng's reaction, he knows what choice Qiusheng will make, so he nodded to Fang Xiaoyu before Qiusheng opened his mouth.

"Wen Cai has seen Senior Brother Fang."

Fang Xiaoyu nodded slightly, and handed a peachwood sword to Wen Cai, as well as a gold ingot.

Wen Cai put the gold ingots in one hand and the peach wood sword in the other, Le's eyes narrowed, and he grabbed the two things and smirked.

Seeing this, Qiusheng couldn't help but be anxious, and hurriedly shouted, "Senior Brother Fang, there is still me." ”

Just when Fang Xiaoyu handed the peachwood sword to Qiusheng, a figure not far away walked slowly, wasn't it the ninth uncle who was invited by Master Ren to discuss things?

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