Chapter 8: My Gate!!
Ah Wei is really the same as in the movie, timid, narrow-minded, bullying the weak and afraid of the hard, snobbish, in short, this person is a standard real villain, there is no cover up at all, from another angle, such a person is actually not bad, at least you can see at a glance whether he will want to harm you. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info
To be honest, Ah Wei has no talent and no virtue, and he has already lost his wealth to be able to mix into the position of a town security captain, so he doesn't understand the power of knowledge, let alone the importance of Zhou Yi's academy in today's chaotic era of internal and external troubles.
Ah Wei came over that day just because of the boss's explanation, it was not good to disobey, and he came to go back after a passing scene, but the plaque and pennant were solemnly hung on the gate of the academy by the gentlemen in Zhouyi Academy, and the gentlemen were very proud to go in and out.
I saw Ah Wei yesterday, and I also knew that Uncle Jiu's master and apprentice would be invited by the town's master to bury his grandfather's coffin today, and the story was the beginning.
Mr. Zombie, the storyline of this movie is actually very simple, the three of the nine uncles and apprentices were invited by the rich businessman Ren in the town to bury their grandfather, but they didn't want to let the old lady become a zombie and kill the old man Ren, and also killed the daughter of the old man Ren Tingting.
That's probably the story, now I have no clue about the system holder, and it's very boring to stay in the academy every day, since I'm having fun, Zhou Yi decided to follow and take a look, and I'll see it for a long time.
Shirt, trousers, casual shoes, a black windbreaker in the style of the navy, long broken hair, Zhou Yi boasted narcissistically in front of the bronze mirror: "Tut, guy, he's handsome again!" ”
"Poof!" Behind him, Dongfang snorted and laughed, while wearing the T-shirt and hot pants that Zhou Yi had newly burned to her last night, he said coquettishly: "Xianggong is really stinky and beautiful." ”
turned around and came to Dongfang, who was wearing hot pants, with a wicked smile, and stopped her little waist: "Tut, the lady is also beautiful and makes her husband intoxicated." As he spoke, his hand gently stroked Dongfang Jiaojie's thigh.
Dongfang spat him, knocked off his big hand, rolled his eyes and said, "Xianggong, don't make trouble, don't you still want to go with that little Taoist priest to join in the fun?" ”
"Okay." Zhou Yi reluctantly withdrew his hand, hugged Dongfang, who had already put on his T-shirt and hot pants neatly at this time, showing his bumpy figure, and walked out, and said: "Dongfang, you said that it is late autumn, although the sun is still there, it is not warm, right?" Why do you have to wear this? ”
"Why?" Dongfang glanced at him inexplicably, and said seriously: "Didn't you say you like it, so I wore it like this, besides, I think it looks good like this." ”
"Dongfang, my theme is to ask you, it's late autumn, it's too cool to wear this, right?"
"What are you afraid of, I'm a ghost fairy, and I'm not afraid of the cold."
"Forehead ........"
The two chatted and went out, although it was only a few dozen meters from his house to Uncle Jiu's house, but no matter what era the rural people were up, they all got up very early, no, they met several waves of villagers along the way.
"Mr. Zhou, get up so early." This is an old man.
"Ouch, Mr. Zhou, why did you take your wife out to shop so early?" This is an old woman.
"Mr. Zhou, my second dog has always had a lot of difficult problems recently, can you come to the house at night?" This is the village is notoriously prodigal widow.
"Mr. Zhou........."
"Mr. Zhou........."
Dozens of meters away, all kinds of fancy greetings, but Zhou Yi always greeted him with a smile, even if he didn't reply, just nodded, and those villagers were very happy.
Because of the low fees of Zhou Yi's academy, even the old farmers can raise a few chickens at most and sell them to let the children read and learn calligraphy, all because of Mr. Zhou!
Speaking of which, Zhou Yi is often followed by a ghost, this is not a new thing in the village, it did cause many people to panic at first, but after a long time, nothing ominous happened in the village, and even after Dongfang helped the villagers a few times under Zhou Yi's instructions, the villagers knew that the ghost next to Mr. Zhou was his wife, a good ghost. Since then, Zhou Yi and Dongfang have completely integrated into the new village, and have also become another ghost hunting expert in the village after Uncle Jiu. Most of the time, many villagers even come to ask Dongfang to exorcise ghosts for them, for no other reason, just because Dongfang is strong, generally speaking, just showing his face can deter a vote of wandering ghosts, so that they can take the initiative to reincarnate and avoid a lot of fighting, which is also what Uncle Jiu is happy to see.
Standing in front of the gate of Yizhuang, looking at the closed gate, Zhou Yi was too lazy to knock on the door, the ring kaleidoscope opened, but it was closed after opening in an instant, and everything in Yizhuang jumped into his eyes and knew it in his chest.
Qiusheng's house is not far from here, he will go back every day, and come back early the next morning, so only Wencai and Uncle Jiu live in Yizhuang, Uncle Jiu has gotten up and is practicing martial arts in the yard, Ma Danna, who has already gotten up on the side, is looking at it seriously, although Ma Danna is only nine years old now, but she is extremely talented, she has basically learned all the Taoist skills of the Nine Uncles, but the Nine Uncle has not taught her the Taoist Heart Sutra, just because the women of the Ma family have their own cultivation methods, and he, as a close friend of the Ma family, is naturally well versed in the accidents.
A wicked smile appeared at the corner of Zhou Yi's mouth, and he kicked the crumbling gate of Yizhuang open with a bang in Dongfang's helpless smile. The creaking sound made Uncle Jiu, who was practicing martial arts, sit on the ground.
"My Gate!!"
The gray-haired Ninth Uncle's thick eyebrows were furrowed, and the moment he fell to the ground, his old waist flashed and he couldn't get up for a while, so he could only prostrate on the ground with a red face, stretched out one hand, and let out a deep wail for his rotten door.
"Old immortal, you kick the door again, these two gates will be lost to you sooner or later." Madonna on the side covered her mouth and grinned.
Such a big movement failed to wake Wen Cai up, so you can imagine how heavy his drowsiness must be.
Glancing at the ninth uncle on the ground with a miserable face like a dead old lady, Zhou Yi walked over and squatted down and said with a smile: "Okay, don't be like a dead daughter-in-law, aren't you going to bury Old Lady Ren today?" Hurry up, I'll join in the fun with you. ”
"Join in the fun?" Zhou Yi's words made Uncle Nine stunned slightly, and then stood up with his old waist grinning and asked, "What can the old lady do when he gets up the coffin and moves the burial?" ”
"It's boring." Zhou Yi helped him to walk towards the house with a smile on his face, and said, "Look at me, I only know that I eat and sleep every day, and when I sleep and eat, I am about to become a pig, and you don't let me move?" ”
When Uncle Nine heard this, he looked at him seriously for a long time, and finally nodded affirmatively, and said, "Well, indeed, you are almost like a pig now." ”
"............." Uncle Jiu's cold humor made the corners of Zhou Yi's mouth twitch.