"Hmph, he brought it on himself." Ah Qiang snorted coldly, and then asked Uncle Jiu, "Master, what should I do with these two ghosts?" Do you want to boil a pot of hot oil and have a fried ghost so that they will never be overborn! ”

"Bastard!" When Uncle Nine heard Ah Qiang's words, he immediately shouted at him angrily, and said loudly: "If you don't learn to teach you things well, do you have ten grievances and nine hatreds with them?" It's already miserable for them to be lonely ghosts, and if they don't harm anyone, you fry him with oil, and you will lose your life. ”

"No, master, they just made me out of shape in the teahouse, and I can't retaliate yet." Ah Qiang heard Uncle Jiu's scolding and said aggrievedly.

"Senior brother, what Uncle Shi means is that those bad things refer to the great evil. In my opinion just now, the grievances of these two ghosts are relatively light, and they should not be treacherous ghosts, so forget about this fried ghost, at most let you scold them a few words to get angry. Otherwise, senior brother, you will lose your life, and the gains outweigh the losses. Gao Tian said.

"Ahh Cuong's face suddenly became bitter again.

"By the way, I forgot to ask you...... Uncle Jiu stopped at this time, stared at Ah Qiang and said: "There are so many people in the inn, he doesn't fix anyone, but he just corrects you, I think you must have done something to be sorry for him!" ”

"Nope." Cuong said confidently.

"No?" Uncle Nine looked at Ah Qiang's appearance and snorted coldly. The so-called knowing son Mo Ruo's father, knowing the apprentice Mo Ruoshi, Uncle Jiu has raised Ah Qiang since he was a child, how can he not know the temper of his apprentice?

There are no big mistakes, small mistakes keep coming!

After returning to Uncle Nine's house, Uncle Nine walked to the table with the wine jar and said, "Ah Qiang, bring some cinnabar!" ”

"Oh!" Ah Qiang answered, and hurriedly went to get cinnabar.

Uncle Nine quickly drew the two talismans, and then pasted the two talismans on the wine altar to suppress the two little ghosts, Dabao and Xiaobao. After that, he waited for Maoshan Ming to come to the door. For this fellow Daoist, Uncle Nine still wants to give him a chance. After all, we are now in the era of the end of the Fa, and there are not many people in the same way, so we should help each other.

Subsequently, Uncle Nine took Gao Tian and Ah Qiang into the house and waited for the arrival of Mao Shanming. Uncle Nine meditated with Gao Tian, while Ah Qiang did not have such good concentration and kept walking around anxiously. In the end, Uncle Nine couldn't stand it anymore and glared at him, and Ah Qiang became honest.

At about midnight, Uncle Nine and Gao Tian, who had been meditating and meditating, suddenly opened their eyes. Although there was no obvious sound outside, Uncle Nine and Gao Tian had already heard a faint sound of footsteps. If the prediction is correct, it should be Maoshan Ming.

At this time, Mao Shanming had carefully climbed over the wall and entered, and after seeing that there was no one in the courtyard, he was immediately relieved, and he tiptoed into the room where the ghost jar was placed.

But when he entered the room, he was instantly dumbfounded, and he was dumbfounded when he found that the whole room was actually a wine jar. I saw that there were not three hundred but two hundred sealed wine jars in this room, and they were neatly placed one by one, piled up high.

Mao Shan Ming was dizzy for a while, he didn't know which one to take, he inspected it, and suddenly a flash of inspiration flashed in his head, and he slapped his thigh and shouted: "By the way, there seems to be sorghum written on the wine jar just now!" ”

However, it was really not easy to find a wine jar in this room that was not sorghum, so then he was dumbfounded again. Now that he has come in, Mao Shanming naturally doesn't want to go home empty-handed, so he can only try one by one. I saw him walk forward, choose a random wine jar, knock lightly and try to shout: "Dabao! ”

"Great Ancestor!" The ghost in the jar seemed to be a ghost with a small temper, and he scolded directly, which frightened Mao Shanming, who was already a little thief-minded, took a few steps back. After a long while, Mao Shan Ming came to his senses, pouted disdainfully, and said, "What are you arrogant, it's just a dead ghost." ”

For ghosts, there is an innate contempt in Maoshan Gate. Although he raised ghosts, he was still quite contemptuous of other ghosts.

Then he went to another jar one by one, knocked on it, and asked, "Are you a ghost?" ”

The ghost inside seemed to have heard what he had just said about the sorghum jar, so he hurriedly denied it: "I'm not a ghost, I'm sorghum, let me out." ”

This lie is too fake, Mao Shanming naturally won't believe it, so he knocked on the sorghum jar fiercely and scolded: "Sorghum, you'd better stay in it for the rest of your life and don't come out." ”

Then Mao Shanming shifted the target again and knocked on another jar. But the strange thing is that unlike the previous two wine jars, the ghost in this wine jar didn't make any sound, which made Mao Shanming puzzled for a while, knocked again, and still didn't respond: "Could it be that he was stunned?" ”

Maoshan Ming was in a dilemma for a while. On the one hand, I was afraid that the ghost in this wine jar was the big and small treasure I wanted to find, and on the other hand, I was afraid that I would let the ghost out of the cage and harm the world when I put it wrong, so I finally saved the ghost, gritted my teeth, stretched out my hand at the mouth of the altar, and encouraged myself: "Give it a go." ”

Then he carefully opened the altar lid with his hand, and then hurriedly retreated a few steps to hide aside, but the strange thing is that he waited for a long time and did not see the slightest movement of the altar, and suddenly "touched" the mouth of the altar exploded, and a thick smoke slowly exploded in this room.

"Wow!" Looking at the glamorous female ghost that suddenly appeared in front of him, although Mao Shanming was a Taoist priest, he was also unlearned, otherwise he would not have used the art of raising ghosts to make money. The heart is not right, and he is naturally fascinated by the beauty of the female ghost, looking at the female ghost in front of him, he can't help swallowing the saliva in his mouth, and his eyes almost pop out.

The female ghost slowly turned her face and smiled lightly, as if a hundred flowers were blooming in an instant, and shouted, "Xianggong." ”

Mao Shanming was stunned for a moment, but he didn't react for a while.

Inside the house, the three Gao Tian, who had been observing all this, were also stunned when they saw this situation. It's rare to see a ghost like this kind of beautiful and bottomless. Not to mention Mao Shanming, even Gao Tian was a little moved at this moment. Fortunately, Gao Tian's mood has improved a lot recently, so he didn't indulge in it too much. However, seeing this scene, Gao Tian couldn't help but think of the problem of cultivating maids and helpers.

As for Ah Qiang, who was already very lustful, he was even more fascinated by the female ghost in front of him, and his saliva flowed out, which made Uncle Nine angry.

"Xianggong, thank you for letting me out. I'll be yours from now on! The female ghost turned her head and smiled at Maoshan Ming. Suddenly like a white lotus blooming, it is extremely beautiful and moving.

"Okay. Then let's go back and rest early! Mao Shan Ming was suddenly confused by the female ghost in front of him, and he had forgotten about the two ghosts he had just come in to raise.