"Yes, it's like a corpse demon!" I said, nodding my head.

"Well, it's pretty much the same, but there is still a difference between corpse fairies and corpse demons, in all aspects, the so-called corpse fairies are more powerful than the usual corpse demons." Uncle Lin said, sighed, filled his small wine cup, and then said: "You don't have that condition now, but if you continue to walk according to your current situation, it won't be long before you have the opportunity to go to the Maoshan General Altar, and when the people in the General Altar test you, you can be on your own, hanging the Maoshan brand to help the world and save people, if you have the opportunity, you can also go to see the world with this family, maybe, where will you meet one or two." ”

"Maoshan General Altar? Hehe, I don't have much interest in them, and I don't want to see any corpse demons and corpse fairies, I'll be honest with you, whether it's the head of the house, or the altar master, all kinds of masters are the same in my eyes, and the eight poles can't be beaten, so why bother to see them in general. ”

I said and smiled bitterly, but after hearing this, the other party smacked his lips and looked very dissatisfied: "Stinky boy, what are you talking about!" In any case, we are all Maoshan disciples, since we are Maoshan disciples, then, we should understand the principle of respecting the teacher, no matter what, the decree of the general altar must be followed, this, you must be clear. ”

"Nope." I said, shook my head, and then explained with a smile: "Although it is true that I am a disciple of Maoshan, it is true that I am worthy of the patriarch, in the middle, worthy of the master and uncle, and for individuals, worthy of my conscience and do not do bad things, this is enough." I don't know anything else, I know, when we were most in distress, I didn't see the people of the main altar come over and stretch out their hands to pull a hand, on the contrary, when the ninth master just left, there were some walls that were pushed by everyone, in my opinion, the people of the main altar are not very noble beings, at least, for me personally, they did not leave a good impression on me. ”

I said, shrugged my shoulders, and then said: "As far as the incident of the iron tower is concerned, the ninth master just left, leaving behind an apprentice who doesn't know anything, a daughter who can't see the light, in such a green and yellow time, they didn't come out to preside over the situation, but sent a little turtle to take away our hiding place as soon as possible, can this be called benevolence and righteousness?" ”

When I said this, I sneered, because, this incident has always made me very unhappy, it's not that I'm a hypocritical person, I just think, I don't owe them, that's right, I inherited the Maoshan Taoism, and learned the skills of Maoshan, but the ability was left by the ancestors, and the supernatural powers were borrowed from the Mantian God and Buddha, plus personal cultivation mixed together in it, so that it can be regarded as some ability, but these things have a woolen relationship with the so-called general altar and the so-called head of the house?

When I thought of the situation at that time, Lei Zhengui and those people from the Xuanmen came up to challenge, I felt very disgusted, it was not enough to say something, what about the ghosts? Jin Jiuye has been doing things for Maoshan all his life, and he has done everything to keep the broken building, but he has worked hard all his life, what did he get in exchange? If it weren't for the success of building the foundation of his "Burning Heaven Jue", by now, ghosts and ghosts may not be able to leave the iron tower and live like a normal person, from this point of view, those people are afraid that they don't take the life and death of ghosts as the same thing at all.

Blindly asking others to give, there is always a reason, and you want to gain enough loyalty without doing anything, which is simply a fool's dream. What about others, I don't know, at least, I, who have been "born to rebel" since I was a child, don't have the life of kneeling on the ground as a slave.

Thinking of this, he snorted coldly and put on a very disdainful look, Uncle Lin saw it, and knew what I was thinking at that time, he wanted to preach, but he opened his mouth but didn't say anything for a long time, and in the end, the old man shook his head and said to me: "That's it, that's it, you kid will always have some of your own methods!" ”

"That's right." I said, grinning, then picked up my glass and touched it with him, and talked to the old man about some other things, because I was a little allergic to alcohol, and I had never drunk much, so after drinking a little bit I couldn't keep up with the old man's rhythm.

He knew my situation, and he didn't force it, just like that, you and I chatted for most of the day, and the business in the shop also increased. Seeing that he was very busy, I didn't bother, packed up my things and left a little money on the table, said hello and went home with the ghost.

When I got home, it was still morning, it was the best time of the day, but as soon as the wine came up, my face was red and my heart was nauseous, I couldn't do anything, I couldn't do anything, I took off my coat and went to the bedroom, and fell asleep in a daze.

When I woke up, the room was already very dark, and when I looked sideways, the curtains had been closed by ghosts, and the little guy was squatting on the windowsill yawning, and when he saw that I was awake, he jumped over and rubbed on my quilt very affectionately.

I stretched out my hand to look at the time, more than five o'clock, but also a few nights did not close my eyes, my body was a little unbearable, I was thinking, got up and went to the nearby market to buy some vegetables and came back to Ding Ling a surprise, but I could open the door to see, in the living room, in front of the non-stop TV, Ding Ling, who had just come back from work, was picking vegetables with the ghosts and ghosts there

"Are you awake?" Tilting his body and turning his head, Ding Ling said to me with a gentle face.

"Little girl, do you miss your uncle?" I said, picking the woman's chin and laughing.

"Nope." Rolling her dark eyes, Ding Ling put on a very naughty expression, I have long been used to this kind of answer, rubbing my shoulders and sitting on the sofa, looking at the two of them while beating my back.

Seeing that I looked like I wanted to enjoy the blessings, the ghost pouted and brought a pot of mushrooms that had been soaked in water for a long time in front of me, and then, with an innocent face, ran back, seeing her like this, I squinted at her, but Xiao Nizi giggled.

"What are you laughing at, isn't it stupid!" As I spoke, I leaned forward, rolled up my sleeves, and followed them for a while.

Seeing me yawning vigorously, Ding Ling looked at me very suspiciously, although she didn't say anything, but the little look of conspiracy on her face made me understand what this girl was thinking.

"Look at what! Your husband is making money to support the family! It's not like fooling around! If you don't believe me, you smell it and see if it smells of perfume. I said, pulling at my collar and looking angry.