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Chapter 161 Uncle Nine's Secret

"And... Qiusheng's voice?"

Ren Fa on the side suddenly saw Uncle Jiu distracted, thinking that he was thinking about finding a new home for his father in the coffin, so he didn't dare to disturb him.

In this way, a group of people slowly descended the mountain.

But now, in Uncle Jiu's eyes.

He actually saw the scene on the top of the mountain just now.

And heard the voice of Qiusheng from his own land.

Listen carefully, what did Qiusheng say?
Seems to be:
"That's right, my master, he will suffer for his face! If it wasn't for Xiao Le and you went to drink foreign tea with him that day, my master would definitely make a fool of himself!"

"Ok?"

Uncle Jiu's breathing gradually became faster. Uncle Jiu, who hadn't taken a long breath or shed a drop of sweat when he went up the mountain, was panting violently at this moment.

"...It's a pity that I wasn't there, what a pity!"

However, the voice in my ear didn't stop, it was still Qiu Sheng's voice, full of regret and gloating.

"This kid!"

Uncle Jiu gritted his teeth suddenly, Ren Fa who was watching was confused.

By the way, what happened to Uncle Jiu?
Could it be that he was thinking about the relocation of his father's grave?

But it's not enough to gnash your teeth, right?

As for the others, they didn't notice Uncle Jiu's situation.

At this moment, Uncle Jiu looked at the familiar scene in front of him, and immediately reacted.

"What's going on? Why is there a strange picture before my eyes?"

Uncle Jiu was puzzled, but his expression remained calm.

At the same time, I was thinking quickly in my heart, staring at the picture close at hand, observing carefully.

"wrong!"

"This is not something I've experienced before!"

"I've never heard what that kid Qiusheng said just now..."

He didn't know, even if Qiusheng had said it, how could he say it in front of him!
"... Qiusheng is offering incense..."

In an instant, Uncle Nine realized what was going on.

"This is what happened after I left!"

"However, how could I see them..."

"Can I monitor them?"

……

Although I initially figured out what was going on, there seemed to be more doubts in my heart.

He calmly took out a talisman paper from his pocket, he suspected that he was under the illusion of ghosts.

However, this is clearly not the case.

"Then why did the scene of my disciple suddenly appear in front of me..."

Uncle Ninth couldn't figure it out.

"wrong!"

Suddenly, Uncle Jiu discovered something special.

It seems that I can always see the figure!
Is it...

This kind of picture suddenly appeared in front of my eyes, is it because of Fang Xiaole?
Immediately, this made Fang Xiaole's view of Fang Xiaole in Uncle Jiu's mind even more mysterious.

Originally, Fang Xiaole's origin was very mysterious to Uncle Jiu, but now, this mystery has deepened again.

At the same time, Uncle Nine is now more interested in Fang Xiaole's cultivation. Yesterday, during Fang Xiaole's battle with Wei Yi, he felt that his spiritual energy fluctuations were different from his own.

Do not!
It should be very different from Maoshan's technique fluctuation!

Not right either!
It is different from the cultivation methods I have seen before!
"Perhaps he reached the late foundation establishment stage at a young age, which is related to the scriptures he practiced..."

Uncle Jiu thought about it, but saw that in the picture in front of him, Qiu Sheng and Fang Xiaole had already descended the mountain.

……

On the mountain, Qiusheng, Fang Xiaole and Wencai walked down the mountain talking and laughing.

They seemed to have forgotten about what Uncle Jiu had arranged.

Wen Cai held the burnt incense sticks, smiling broadly, listening to Fang Xiaole's talk.

"Xiao Le, what is it like abroad?"

Qiu Sheng asked, looking curious.

Wen Cai on the side was already looking at Fang Xiaole eagerly, waiting for him to speak.

"foreign……"

Fang Xiaole pondered for a moment, recalling the foreign countries of this period that he had learned through various channels, and said, "Now! The world is not safe."

"Europe has become a powder keg that is only one spark away from igniting it."

"As for us in Asia, there is a beast watching from the side..."

……

Hearing what Fang Xiaole said, Qiu Sheng was stunned.

Wen Cai also had a black question mark on his face, not knowing what Fang Xiaole was talking about.

Maybe one day in the future, when I suddenly thought of what Fang Xiaole said, I suddenly understood. While I was shocked, I couldn't help wondering where Fang Xiaole, who had been missing for many years, came from.Where are you going?

Of course, this is a story.

When we returned to Yizhuang, it was already dark. Of course, Ren Fa would invite Uncle Jiu and the others to dinner at noon.

"Master, why do you think Mrs. Ren hasn't rotted yet? Could it be that he is nostalgic for the world!"

Qiu Sheng threatened the plum blossom coffin placed indoors with a mocking look on his face.

"Yes! Miss you!"

Uncle Jiu said angrily.

At the same time, secretly glanced at Fang Xiaole next to him with an inexplicable expression.

"Let me see!"

Wen Cai suddenly pushed away Mrs. Ren's coffin, and Qiu Sheng also looked into the coffin.

Immediately, the two said in unison, "Master! Old Master Ren is gaining weight!!"

"what?"

Uncle Jiu rushed over quickly, looked inside the coffin, and suddenly became serious.

However, in the coffin, Mrs. Ren's face was already covered with white hair, and at the same time, the nails of her fingers had also grown to a length of more than ten centimeters in this short period of time!
"Uncle Jiu, it won't turn into a zombie, will it?"

Fang Xiaole said.

"Zombie?!"

When Wen Cai and Qiu Sheng heard the words, their necks shrank immediately. After all, the scene when they teased Wen Cai before was still vivid in their minds, which left them with lingering fears.

"Qiu Sheng, go get the pen, paper, ink, knife, and sword!"

"what?"

Qiu Sheng was stunned.

"Yellow paper, red pen, black ink, kitchen knife, mahogany sword!"

Fang Xiaole explained from the side.

Unbeknownst to him, Uncle Jiu's face darkened again.

After a while, Uncle Jiu adjusted the ink fountain, and then instructed Qiu Sheng Wu Wencai, saying: "Use the ink fountain thread to pop all the coffins on!"

"it is good!"

Seemingly knowing that the old man Ren in the coffin was going to turn into a zombie, the two got to work very seriously.

Fang Xiaole hesitated for a moment, but stayed. He still didn't want the contents of the coffin to come out according to the plot of the movie.

"Okay! Let's go!"

The coffin was covered with red lines, like a big net covering the whole coffin.

"And below!"

Seeing that the two were about to leave, Fang Xiaole quickly pointed to the bottom of the coffin and reminded.

"Ugh?"

Qiu Sheng was taken aback, quickly lowered his head and glanced at the bottom of the coffin, and said in embarrassment: "Forgot!"

"Thank you, Xiao Le, for reminding me! Otherwise, it will be terrible when the zombies come out!"

"What are you afraid of? You don't live in Yizhuang!"

Wencai rolled his eyes.

"Okay! You're done!"

After finishing the work, it was getting late. Although it was dark, try not to go out, but don't forget that Qiu Sheng is Uncle Jiu's apprentice, so naturally he is not afraid of traveling in the dark.

Of course, we should be vigilant.

I saw Qiusheng lit a stick of incense, stuck it on the bicycle, and pushed the cart away.

Looking at Qiusheng's leaving back, "If I didn't guess wrong, Dong Xiaoyu probably won't succeed tonight..."

Suddenly, Fang Xiaole became envious of Qiu Sheng.

He is so handsome that he can't even walk in hell!
"I'm still single!"

With a sigh, Fang Xiaole went back to sleep.

Dreams have everything!
(End of this chapter)