Chapter 497: Wencai Qiusheng is not convinced (thank you Lang Mu Xida)
Why are you hitting me?
Since it's for the master, it's not wrong for me to take it?
Wen Cai's face turned bitter melon color.
Jing Zhou smiled when he saw it.
People, always have to live, when necessary, it's okay to be a licking dog and pat the ass, but it's a pity that Wencai was born more than a hundred years early, and he doesn't understand this truth, so he naturally eats fried meat with bamboo shoots every day.
Others occasionally pat the horse's hooves, but Wen Cai doesn't even know what the horse's fart is.
Poor baby!
"No rules!" Uncle Nine glared at Wen Cai, "What are you doing here, don't you prepare another bowl quickly!" ”
In this era, men and women are not seated at different tables.
Xiaohong carried a meal alone and sent it to Sister-in-law Zhang's room.
So at this time, there were four people sitting at the dinner table.
Well, and a fox.
Of course, the fox was lying in Jing Zhou's arms, not sitting.
Wen Cai swallowed his saliva, and Harazi unconsciously dripped onto the table, a plate of roast chicken and a plate of beef in front of him were so tempting.
The last time he ate meat, it was the master's birthday!
Uncle Nine cleared his throat, "Open the meal!" ”
The next moment, while a pair of fast children picked up a chicken leg, a bowl-sized bun fell into the hands of Uncle Jiu.
The wind swept and the clouds were raging.
Simu followed closely, and a quick son knocked Wencai's fast son open, and a large piece of beef fell into the bowl in front of him.
Wen Cai complained, and went to another chicken thigh.
Then a pair of fast sons appeared in front of him, it was Uncle Nine.
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Suddenly, you came and went on a table, and the shadows were stacked on top of each other.
In the end, Wen Cai picked up a bun and bit it down hard.
For a moment, Wen Cai wanted to cry.
This bun is not filled with radish or cabbage.
It turned out to be a meat bun!
It's still stuffed with pork and green onions!
Jing Zhou secretly rejoiced that he had breakfast.
The speed of eating is really terrifying, and it is indescribable to use the word wolf-like.
In a few moments, the table was empty.
Wen Cai finished eating the last bite of the bun, glanced at Jing Zhou with resentment, and muttered: "Didn't your master teach you to buy more food and give more gifts?" ”
"Huh?" Uncle Nine frowned and glared at Wen Cai.
Wen Cai immediately shut up.
He was still very scared of the master.
One roast chicken, two catties of beef, and two cages of big buns, this is not enough for three people to eat!
This amount of food really refreshed Jingzhou's cognition!
After a short rest after the meal, Wen Cai cleaned up the table, made a pot of tea, and everyone sat together and chatted.
Uncle Nine took a sip of tea and said, "I have already read Bao's letter, and I would like to thank the little brother for his help in Shijia Town." ”
Speak up and help?
What do you say?
Isn't it amazing?
Wen Cai wanted to interject and ask again, but when he saw Uncle Jiu's cold eyes, he suddenly wilted again.
Jing Zhou said with a smile: "It's just a trivial matter, and I want to thank Uncle Nine for settling Sister-in-law Zhang." ”
Simu held his stomach in both hands, and shhhed one after another, with a satisfied look on his face.
After driving corpses for more than ten years, he has eaten so much since he was in Uncle Jiu's Yizhuang!
Two words: comfortable!
Uncle Nine waved his hand, said politely, and said, "Listen to Simu, the little brother has no sect and no faction, and he cultivates alone?" ”
Jing Zhou nodded.
"That little brother is really fateful." Uncle Nine sighed, thinking that he went to Maoshan to learn the Tao back then, if it wasn't for the master's protection, he wouldn't have been able to pass the first level.
If the Tao is not taught, it will not be practiced.
The "Shangqing Dadong True Scripture" cultivated by Uncle Jiu is subtle and profound, difficult to read, how to break sentences, how to pause, and without the guidance of the master, it is very easy to make mistakes.
Even the spells in the Maoshan Technique have many taboos in them, and they can't be read casually, otherwise not only will they not work, but they may also bring trouble to themselves.
Therefore, without the guidance of the master, vainly cultivating the scriptures and precepts is a great prohibition.
"Could it be that the little brother's injury is a fork in practice?" Uncle Nine said secretly, after all, Jing Zhou's body is weak, and anyone with a discerning eye can see it.
Simu nodded to the side, and he also knew this.
Uncle Nine couldn't hold back after all, and asked, "Little brother, is this injury caused by practice?" ”
Uncle Nine, as a person who has come over, knows the danger, if this is the case, he needs to give the person in front of him a head, so as not to lose his life.
Jing Zhou smiled bitterly and nodded.
It's really hard to explain his injury, can't he say that he can pass through, and his cultivation has been sucked by the jade pendant?
It is estimated that Simu and Uncle Nine will arrest him on the spot and study him well.
At this time, Uncle Nine made up his own brain, but he didn't have to explain.
Uncle Jiu's voice raised an octave: "Little brother, do you know the danger of doing this?" If you continue to practice with this injury, you will most likely die! ”
Jing Zhou knew that Uncle Nine cared about him, and sighed: "Famous teachers are hard to find, and people's hearts are sinister, all of which are helpless......"
Speaking of this, he didn't say any more, but whether it was Uncle Jiu or Simu, they were all old rivers and lakes, how could they not know the meaning of Jingzhou's words.
Jing Zhou touched it in his arms, took out a silk silk, and said, "Ninth Uncle, Four-eyed Daoist, please see, this is the exercise I practiced." ”
This silk silk is naturally a corpse Gu technique given to him by the exorcist, but only a part.
Uncle Nine hesitated slightly, although it was a little inappropriate to look at his exercises at will, but considering the injury of the person in front of him, he took the silk silk over. After all, he has been cultivating for many years, and maybe with his knowledge, he can point a few words to the person in front of him, so as not to make another detour.
Uncle Nine glanced at it twice, and then handed it to Simu.
"This ...... This is a seal character! Four eyes shouted.
"What is a word transfer?"
"Is it a word that goes around in circles?"
Wen Cai smashed it, smashed it, smashed his mouth, and felt that this word was really strange!
With his knowledge, he had heard of it for the first time!
Uncle Jiu's face turned red and he glared at Wen Cai, so frightened that Wen Cai quickly closed his mouth again.
Wen Cai felt that for a moment, his young heart was hit by a fierce crit.
Isn't it just a word change?
What's the big deal?
Don't call anyone to say it yet?
Simu glanced at it a few times, and then threw the silk silk in front of Uncle Jiu. He can only understand part of the words on it, and the part of the words he understands is obscure and difficult to connect, which is a headache to read.
"Little brother is really amazing!" This praise of Uncle Nine came from the bottom of his heart, such practice didn't kill people, in Uncle Nine's opinion, this is no longer a big problem, it is God's mercy!
The four eyes rolled for a moment, and said in a deep voice: "Little brother, have you ever thought of worshipping my Maoshan faction?" ”
Uncle Nine was stunned for a moment, and he didn't expect Simu to say such a thing.
Glancing at the four eyes, Uncle Nine pondered a little, and also understood that according to the injury of the person in front of him, the exercises on the silk silk could no longer be practiced, otherwise it would be difficult to live. And the person in front of him can still practice fame without anyone to guide him, which shows that this person has excellent qualifications and is a natural cultivator.
Wencai, Qiusheng, has been in the beginner for many years, with him on the side to guide, but he can't even use mana to ignite, it's really more human than human, angry people!
Although the Maoshan faction is a big faction, in the era of the end of the law, it still has to face the risk of breaking off the Taoist system, so when it encounters good seedlings, it will naturally not let go. Uncle Jiu had thousands of thoughts in his heart, but in the blink of an eye, he looked at Jing Zhou again at this time, and there was more kindness in his eyes.
"Can I worship the Maoshan Sect?" The words of Simu and Uncle Jiu were somewhat unexpected for Jing Zhou, he didn't think that he could worship Maoshan Mountain.
"The little brother is not evil, and the second is not stupid, why can't he worship Maoshan Mountain? My Maoshan is a vein of the Qing Dynasty, not so much exquisite, when I went to Maoshan, the master thought I was pleasing to the eye, so he took me into the door. Uncle Nine seemed to remember something from the past and sighed.
Although Taoist priests are mysterious in the eyes of ordinary people, in fact, in this era, if the family conditions are slightly better, few people are willing to send their children to the mountains to learn Taoism.
The Taoist profession is destined to be widowed and lonely, and there are very few people who can do it, not to mention dealing with demons and monsters every day, how many people can die well?
"Little brother, what do you think of me?" Simu got up from his chair and winked at Jing Zhou.
Uncle Jiu's eyes also rolled, and he suddenly understood that this kid with four eyes was going to rob people.
It's good that you're four-eyed, it's rare to meet a good seedling, you actually robbed someone in front of your senior brother, don't blame your senior brother for being polite to you!
Uncle Nine cleared his throat and said, "Little brother, although the Dao method of the four-eyed junior brother is good, it is not suitable for you. ”
The four eyes were round, and he turned to Uncle Jiu, and said unconvinced: "Why is it not suitable?" He drove the corpse, I also drove the corpse, the master and apprentice drove the corpse together, and in the future, he inherited my mantle, which is naturally very easy! ”
Knowing that Uncle Nine was careful to hold grudges, there was still a sentence that he didn't say: "He and I can make more money by chasing corpses with me than catching ghosts with senior brother!" ”
Uncle Nine coughed, "Senior brother's words are wrong, if he inherits your mantle, then can he learn the magic or not?" ”
This magic is a four-purpose mastery, at the critical moment, please go to the gods, and the strength skyrockets in a short period of time, not only is the strength infinite, but the body is also like a rush, becoming tall and mighty, and the defense is greatly increased, even if it is a hard confrontation with zombies, it will not fall behind at all!
It's just that after this technique is used up, it will cause the body to collapse for a long time, and it is not suitable for people with weak bodies to cultivate.
Simu was unwilling, looked directly at Uncle Jiu and said: "Although this is the case, this body can always be raised, and it doesn't hurt to ask Shenshu to cultivate later, besides, he has an injury, and he needs to find a good place to recuperate." And my place is close to the mountains and waters, quiet and quiet, which is the most suitable for nourishing the body. ”
Since the exercises were flawed, Simu immediately moved out his feng shui treasure.
Hehe, Uncle Nine wants to snatch people from him, daydreaming!
Uncle Jiu's hand holding the tea trembled, and he thought: "Okay, you have four eyes, you actually demolish your brother's shortcomings, your place is a good place, suitable for living, is my place a kennel?" You guy still doesn't know the difficulties and retreats, and wants to fight with the senior brother, so I don't give you some color to see if you kid doesn't know how powerful the senior brother is! ”
Uncle Jiu's face was straight, and he said slowly to Jing Zhou: "You have cultivation, and you are not weak, I plan to accept apprentices on behalf of the teacher." ”
The four eyes were stunned, and they were stunned for a moment.
Can this also be done?
Uncle Nine glanced at the four eyes, secretly proud.
Simu, you kid wants to fight with his senior brother, and you have to eat salt for another few decades!
Wen Cai was confused when he listened.
Is this kid so unusual?
Could it be made of gold?
Why do you want it from the master and the uncle?
Replaced by himself and Qiusheng, they blew their beards one by one and stared?
I'm not convinced!
Jing Zhou lost his mind slightly, then hugged his fists and smiled: "Thank you, senior brother!" ”
"I'm ...... me", Siyan waited to react, only to realize that he was half a step slower.
Glancing at the four eyes with a depressed look, the corners of Uncle Jiu's eyebrows curled, and his pride was overflowing.
This ginger is still old and spicy, how many years have you only eaten Simu, how can you compare to the salt that your senior brother eats!
"Master, can you not accept apprentices on behalf of the master!" Wen Cai had a bitter face and said sullenly.
He didn't want another uncle.
If this uncle is the same as Uncle Simu, if he comes to eat every once in a while, won't he have to cook more for himself?
"Huh?"
"How do you usually teach you, do you still want you to intervene when the master does things?" Uncle Nine scolded, and Wen Cai suddenly quieted down again.
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"I calculated, three days later it will be an auspicious day of the zodiac, and I will burn incense for my junior brother and play the table", Uncle Jiu just said, the gate of Yizhuang made a loud noise, as if it was smashed by someone's hammer, and Qiusheng ran in from outside.
The four-eyed monster laughed, squeezed his eyebrows at Uncle Jiu, and suddenly felt that Jia Le was still quite good, at least he wouldn't kick the door like this.
Uncle Jiu's face suddenly became gloomy again, these two unlucky apprentices, one made him more troublesome than the other, if he could grow a little better, he would wake up laughing in his dreams!
"Meaning, master, you are here, uncle, you are also here."
As soon as Qiusheng stepped into the house with one foot, he took it back again, patted his head, and shouted, "Oops! I remember that my aunt had just told me something, and I haven't done it yet! ”
Unlike Wencai's orphans, Qiusheng also has an aunt, and Qiusheng doesn't live in Yizhuang on weekdays, but lives with his aunt, and helps his aunt look at the rouge shop when he is idle.
"Master, uncle, I'll go first."
"Wait!" Uncle Nine shouted coldly.
Qiusheng's body shook and almost fell, he turned around extremely reluctantly, squeezed out a smile on his face, and said to Uncle Jiu: "Master, what's the matter?" ”
"Am I just calling you scared?" Uncle Nine said again with a calm face.
Master, aren't you afraid of making people harmful, don't you know it yourself?
Didn't you see Wencai's face and bitter gourd, right?
Small temperament, love to hold grudges, and have a dark belly, especially when the eyebrows are pulled down.
The most important thing is that I like to beat my apprentices!
Of course, Qiusheng doesn't want to eat fried meat with bamboo shoots, these words can only be thought about in his heart.
Uncle Nine snorted coldly and introduced to Qiusheng: "This is your uncle." ”
Teacher?
This kid looks younger than me, why can he be my uncle?
Uncle Nine said in a deep voice: "Things that have no rules, don't call Uncle Shi quickly!" ”
Although he was puzzled, but because of the majesty of Uncle Jiu, Qiu Sheng shouted "Uncle Shi" sullenly.
Uncle Jiu's face improved slightly, and he said to Jing Zhou: "Senior brother, this is my eldest apprentice, called Qiusheng." The other is called Wencai, and he made his junior brother smile. ”
Jing Zhou shook his head and said with a smile: "The two teachers and nephews are also true temperaments. ”
"Alas!" Uncle Nine let out a long sigh.
Jing Zhou changed the topic and said: "Senior brother, since I have entered the master's door, I naturally can't miss the number of courtesies, I will go and prepare a bundle now, and by the way, I will buy something for the two senior nephews as a meeting gift." ”