Simulated Cultivation of Immortals: Pushing the heavens from the world of Uncle Nine

Chapter 37
"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhmmhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh, of the oil pan, the sound of the evil ghost's screams came, and huge oily flowers appeared."

"Ah... ah..." The evil ghost suddenly jumped up from the oil pan, jumped out, and his whole body was covered by a layer of white mucous membrane, which seemed to be melting.

"It's over, half-baked!" Seeing this, Mao Shanming hurried to the gate, trying to open the backyard gate and run to the front yard, but he pulled the gate vigorously, but there was no response, and he couldn't open it no matter how hard he pulled.

"Which bastard locked the door?!" Mao Shanming was so angry that he hurried to hide in a nearby hut, but fortunately, the evil ghost was half-baked and his movements were restricted, so he managed to escape for a while.

After the evil spirit saw it behind him, he quickly chased after him.

"Pot ashes? Got it!"

Mao Shanming, who ran to the hut, saw the pot ashes packed together, quickly hid in the quilt, took off all his clothes, and spread all the pot ashes evenly on his body.

Pot ashes can avoid the detection of ordinary ghosts, as long as they don't encounter ghosts with high cultivation bases, they can generally hide.

And the evil spirit was fried to death, and his cultivation base was greatly reduced. After Mao Shanming finished smearing the pot ash, he also entered the hut, but he did not find Mao Shanming after entering the house.

All I saw was the empty furniture around, and there was a pile of loose clothes on the bed, and a pair of shoes beside the bed. It walked slowly towards the bed, and only the straw mat bed was in sight.

The fried ghost looked carefully, and kept moving the angle, while Mao Shanming covered his lower body with both hands, and did not dare to move. The ghost finally saw a pair of soles after moving the angle, but Mao Shanming forgot to smear himself. The soles of the feet were discovered by the fried ghost.

"hey-hey!"

Seeing the fried ghost here, he laughed twice, and instead of grabbing him hard, he stretched out his hand to scratch, wanting to see Mao Shanming's reaction.

Sure enough, Mao Shanming couldn't take it anymore, he quickly lifted his foot and stepped on it, so that the fried ghost couldn't see him at all, but the fried ghost just couldn't see him, not because he was out of his mind.

Although the fried ghost couldn't see him, he knew that he was on the bed, and then he kept scrambling around on the bed.

Mao Shanming evaded all the way, and finally ran down unbearably disturbed, but he forgot to smear the pot ash on his naked back, and this time he was fully exposed to the fried ghost's sight.

"Huh!" After seeing the fried ghost, Mao Shanming hurriedly chased after him. Mao Shanming was so frightened that he leaned his back against the wall, but the pot ash on his chest had already been wiped off, and the fried ghost took the opportunity to grab him.

With a sound of "Ah!", Mao Shanming opened his mouth and yelled loudly. When the fried ghost saw the mouth, he immediately inserted his finger into it, and Mao Shanming retched for a while, and ran out.

The frying pan was already hot, just at this time the fried ghost chased after him, Mao Shanming mustered up his courage, strode forward, and came again with the fried ghost in his arms.

"Ah... ah..." The oil pan was already boiling hot, and at this moment, the fried ghost let out a violent scream.

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"Not good!" After hearing the screams, the female ghost Wang Po, who was trembling with Uncle Jiu, hurriedly left Uncle Jiu, kicked open the backyard gate, and saw the shattered body that had been fried in a frying pan. After the evil ghost let out a cry, he stared fiercely at Mao Shanming who was beside him.

"Ah~ah~" Wang Po let out a scream, and rushed towards Mao Shanming, grabbed Mao Shanming in an instant, and threw him to the side fiercely.

"Hiss! It hurts!" Mao Shanming kept moving his hands up and down his body, trying to relieve his pain. When he saw the female ghost rushing towards him again, he was so scared that he got up and shouted: "Uncle Jiu, help me!" !"

Seeing that the mahogany sword could not suppress the witch-turned-ghost queen, Uncle Jiu hurriedly jumped into the ancestral hall and borrowed a whisk from the patriarch when she entered the backyard.

The fly whisk has been influenced by the power of his belief for many years, and it has long been turned into a magic weapon, which is the best way to drive away evil spirits.

At this time, Ah Qiang and Mao Shanming were struggling under the hands of the female ghost Wang Po.

Suddenly, the curtain in the room opened, and Uncle Jiu jumped out of it, and with a magic weapon in his hand, he whipped towards Po Wang.

"Ah~"

Wang Po was instantly sent flying, knocked to the ground, and let out a scream.

Uncle Jiu took advantage of the situation to pursue, and hurriedly chased after the fallen Wang Po. Seeing this, Wang Po jumped up, jumped high, and flew into the air. Seeing that Uncle Jiu couldn't hit her, he quickly hid under the pillar beside her beside.

The female ghost Wangpo descended slowly, Jiushu took the opportunity to hit the female ghost with a whisk, the whisk wrapped around the female ghost's feet, and there was a loud noise, the exploding Wangpo screamed and jumped into the room next to her.

"Want to hide?" Uncle Jiu sneered in his heart, and hurried to the exit, using magic power on the door curtain, using the whisk as a brush and magic power as ink, he drew a Taoist edict in an instant.

It was typed out suddenly, and the big characters turned into golden light and crashed into the room. The female ghost let out a scream and jumped out of the window. Uncle Jiu had been prepared, and hurriedly hit the female ghost again with a whisk.

"Crack! Crack!"

There was a burst of explosions, and the female ghost's soul was riddled with holes. Uncle Nine frantically pursued her as if taking advantage of her illness to kill her.

"Want to kill me?" Wang Po laughed miserably, her body moved out in an instant, grabbed Mao Shanming who was hiding from the side watching the show, lifted Mao Shanming with both hands, put her feet on it, and possessed herself.

"Let me see how you kill me now?! Hahahaha~" Wang Po let out a burst of triumphant laughter in Mao Shanming's body. If Uncle Jiu wanted to kill her, he would have to kill Mao Shanming together.

"Hmph, little trick!" Uncle Jiu kicked Mao Shanming's chest with his big feet, kicked him to the ground, and immediately sucked Mao Shanming's forehead with his whisk, but He sucked the female ghost so hard that she couldn't move and fell to the ground.

"Uncle Nine, is this under control?" Ah Qiang who was at the side saw that the female ghost had stopped moving, so he hurried over.

"Not yet, she is only under my control for the time being, and if you want to solve it completely, you have to beat her out of Daoist Mao's body!" Uncle Jiu shook his head, but at this moment he held his hand against the whisk and couldn't help it. Good to do other things.

"Ah? Let me do it!" Ah Qiang's face changed when he heard this, and a big nail he took from nowhere in his hand was about to stab Uncle Ming's chest.

The ruthless Ah Qiang wanted to take this opportunity to give this fake Taoist priest a run for his money, pretending to be a fake Taoist priest to swindle money, and almost ruining their plan to catch horse thieves, almost killing the whole village.

This kind of first meeting made Ah Qiang never get used to him, not to mention the big treasure and little treasure behind him teasing him. If Uncle Jiu hadn't been protecting him all the time, he would have sent him to the west long ago.

"Hey, no! If you do this, he will die!" After Jiu Shu stopped him, he continued, "You hold the fly whisk against his forehead, and I'll beat him out of his body!"

(End of this chapter)