my relatives are a bit much

Chapter 172 Uncle Nine Is My World Uncle
Shave, gut, fire, skewer.

In less than 5 minutes, the six pheasants caught by Xiaobai gathered neatly by the campfire, enjoying the gentle outdoor sauna, with fragrant oils constantly emitting from their bodies, and the greedy little fox drools.

"Brother, how long will it take to eat?"

Xiaobai asked eagerly.

"Don't worry, how long will it be baked, it will be a long time!"

Pan Haodong took out the seasoning, brushed the roast chicken with sauce, sprinkled a handful of cumin powder to remove the fishy smell, and the half-cooked pheasant immediately became golden and shiny.

Xiaobai salivated greedily.

Hu Hui opened the backpack, took out a tissue from it, and gently wiped the corner of the little fox's mouth.

"Thank you, sister-in-law."

Xiaobai thanked him very obediently.

"You're welcome."

Hu Hui handed the tissue to Xiao Bai.

Xiaobai got the paper towel and rubbed it curiously. It was soft and white. Although it was just a piece of paper towel, the manufacturing process was very high-tech. I am afraid that only wealthy families could afford it.

The little fox couldn't help but inquired: "By the way, my brother hasn't asked you yet. What's the important thing to do in such a hurry to catch the night?"

"It's nothing important, just go to Renjia Town to meet relatives. There is a Shishu over there, who was a good brother of my father. My Shishu is a disciple of Maoshan. When you get there, remember to be honest."

Pan Haodong couldn't help reminding.

Uncle Jiu, the master ghost hunter who guards the peace of one side, is not an indecisive person. If Xiaobai ran around in Renjia Town and was accidentally discovered by Uncle Jiu, it would be a great joy.

"Mmmmm~"

Xiaobai nodded playfully.

In the past four or ten minutes, the six pheasants beside the campfire began to emit a tempting fragrance, and the parts facing the campfire were all burnt black.

But the overall is still golden yellow, the color is very attractive.

"You can eat."

Pan Haodong handed Xiaobai a roast chicken and said, "Be careful of burning your mouth."

"Brother, Xiaobai is not afraid of getting burned."

Xiaobai is a fox demon who has practiced for more than 500 years. Not to mention the freshly roasted chicken, even the hot soup just out of the pot can be drunk into his stomach.

Watching Xiaobai tearing into the roasted chicken, Pan Haodong and Hu Hui's appetites improved a lot, and the three of them ate with gusto.

Six roasted chickens turned into a pile of bones in less than half an hour.

Half of them went into the little fox's stomach.

Pan Haodong ate two of the remaining half, but Hu Hui didn't finish one.

02:30am.

Xiaobai was caught by Pan Haodong and put into a tent to sleep.

He and Hu Hui sat cross-legged on the cloth cushion outside, practicing righteousness formula, but they didn't know that the great righteousness released made Xiaobai feel great fear, and hid in the tent shivering all night.

Poorly weak and helpless.

This is the true portrayal of the little fox that night.

……

"Drive, drive, drive..."

The next morning, on the quiet and deserted provincial road, there were passers-by walking from south to north, some pushing a wheelbarrow and walking, and some carrying burdens to the provincial capital.

However, more and more carriages come and go.

Cars are rare.

"Six, stop quickly."

A carriage combining ancient sculpture art and modern craftsmanship hurried past the campsite of Pan Haodong and his party. A girl in a foreign skirt and cap inside the carriage noticed that Pan Haodong and others quickly called to stop the carriage.

"Miss, what's wrong?"

The six sons of the coachman turned around and asked.

The girl called Miss opened the curtain, looked at Pan Haodong and the others approaching slowly, and said, "Those people are dressed very strangely, and they are very elegant. I want to ask them where they are going. If they are on the way, I will take them along." One ride."

"Miss, it's best not to have an unknown person..."

"listen to me."

The girl forcibly interrupted Liu Zi.

Girls living in the Republic of China are not flowers in the modern greenhouse. They can understand many things.

Pan Haodong and his group are handsome men and beautiful women, with outstanding temperament, so they cannot be bad people.

The girl was very sure of her judgment.

"Miss, can I take..."

Approaching the carriage, Hu Hui stopped abruptly in the middle of her words, looked at the girl on the carriage in a daze, and said in astonishment, "Xiaofeng, why are you here?"

Ren Tingting heard the words, and said generously: "Sister, I think you must have misunderstood the person. I am not Xiaofeng, my name is Ren Tingting, where are you going? If it is Renjia Town, I can take you there."

"It's Renjia Town."

Pan Haodong responded.

Sure enough, they were played by the same actor. Ren Tingting and Wu Xiaofeng looked very similar. From a distance, they looked like the same person, but when you looked closely, you could see some differences.

Maybe it's because Xiaofeng practiced martial arts all the time, her figure is relatively well-proportioned, and her face is not as round as Ren Tingting's.

Ren Tingting is the daughter of Ren Fa, a wealthy businessman in Renjia Town. Since she was a child, she was well-clothed and well-fed, and her ten fingers did not touch the spring water, so her figure is more plump, and her breasts are more plump than Xiaofeng's.

In the morning, I met Ren Tingting who was returning home on the provincial highway, and took a ride to Renjia Town, which was a good sign.

on the carriage.

Ren Tingting handed Xiaobai some pastries, turned to Hu Hui and said, "Sister, does the Xiaofeng you mentioned look a bit like me?"

"It's not just a few points, but about [-]% or [-]% similar."

Hu Hui sighed.

When she first saw Ren Tingting, she really thought that Wu Xiaofeng, the overlord under her command, had come with them.

so similar!
"No way!"

Ren Tingting exclaimed.

This is not a topic worth discussing. Pan Haodong, who was sitting next to Hu Hui, quickly changed the subject: "Miss Ren, is there a Maoshan Taoist priest called 'Uncle Nine' in your town?"

Ren Tingting nodded and said, "Well, Uncle Jiu has a very high reputation with us."

"That's good."

Pan Haodong let out a long sigh of relief.

Seeing this, Ren Tingting couldn't help but asked curiously: "Brother, you have come all the way to find Uncle Jiu, probably not to catch ghosts and exorcise evil spirits, who are you?"

"Uncle Jiu is my uncle, my father's sworn brother."

There are two kinds of props for Pan Haodong to recognize his relatives. One is a memory box, and the other is a token. The memory box has been used once in Hong Kong Comprehensive World, and it is very useful.

This memory box was used last night.

It’s just that it wasn’t mentioned at the time, but now there is one more person in the memory of Jiushu, Simu and other related people, that is a very majestic Maoshan general who sacrificed himself to kill the thousand-year-old corpse king.

His name is Pan Shuai, the eldest brother of Uncle Nine.

When Ren Tingting heard the words, she suddenly realized: "Then you are going to find Uncle Jiu to recognize your relatives this time?"

Pan Haodong praised: "Miss Ren, you are very smart."

"Thank you."

Ren Tingting smiled sweetly.

After a pause, he asked: "By the way, I haven't asked your Gao's name, it's really rude."

"Where is it, we are the ones who are rude..."

After some introduction.

Pan Haodong and Hu Hui made it easier for Ren Tingting to chat about homework, and the little fox acted as a mascot, sitting next to his brother, enjoying the pastries in the carriage, and it was a joy to eat.

The time for a free chat always passes quickly.

Before I knew it, it was evening.

The destination of Pan Haodong and his party also appeared in front of everyone.

Renjia Town has arrived!
(End of this chapter)