My uncle is Lin Zhengying

Qiu Sheng glared at Wen Cai, motioned him to shut up, and then said in a pitiful low voice: "Uncle, please help us to plead with Master later, otherwise we will be in trouble."

These two are mischievous, but they are still very afraid of their master who keeps a straight face all day long.

"You guys..."

The four-eyed priest shook his head funny.

Turning around, he walked towards Zhang Jing who was packing the package, and asked, "By the way, brother, you haven't introduced me to who this young man is yet?"

Zhang Jing called him uncle just now, so naturally he can no longer call Zhang Jing his little brother.

Mentioning Zhang Jing, Uncle Jiu, who was extremely strict with Wen Cai and Qiu Sheng just now, immediately changed his expression, and a faint smile appeared on his face, and said: "His name is Zhang Jing, and he is the son of Henry Zhang and Senior Brother Zhang. "

"Senior Brother Zhang..."

Hearing this name, the four-eyed Taoist priest was also stunned for a moment, and a look of solemnity appeared on his face that was always joking, and asked, "Is there any news about Senior Brother Zhang?"

Uncle Jiu shook his head and said, "There is still no news. Zhang Jing and I also met by chance..."

Soon, Uncle Jiu briefly talked about how he and Zhang Jing met by chance, and why Zhang Jing came back with him.

The four-eyed priest heard a burst of emotion.

Then he returned to his playful look, patted Zhang Jing on the shoulder, and praised: "Not bad! Father Tiger has no dogs, good job!" I thought Zhang Jing was your new apprentice, brother. I was still wondering where you found a good seedling, I am very envious!"

Obviously, Taoist Simu also discovered that Zhang Jing had already started cultivation and gained mana.

It’s okay not to mention it, but as soon as this was mentioned, Uncle Jiu glared at Wencai and Qiusheng who were busy moving the zombies next to him, his face turned cold, and he said pointedly: "If I have such an excellent apprentice, I should wake up with a smile in my dreams." Already!"

Wencai and Qiusheng, who had been eavesdropping, became even more depressed when they heard the words.

Master, it's fine if you don't speak nice words for us, but don't cheat us either!

Also, where did this kid named Zhang Jing come from?

Is it so good?

To let the master, who is so old-fashioned and ignorant of humor, take the initiative to praise him!

This is the first time I've seen you!

Why?Not convinced!

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Chapter 14 Bad old man, very bad!

Unconvinced, Wencai and Qiusheng still admitted in their hearts that this guy named Zhang Jing seemed to be slightly better than them.

For example, the two of them were frightened when they saw the zombie just now, and they hid outside and dared not enter the house.

But Zhang Jing rushed in without hesitation, and seemed to be of great help, very powerful.

As for Zhang Jing himself, he was not so happy because of the praise of Uncle Jiu and Daoist Simu, but rather regretted it.

Just now I made a move and subdued several zombies, but the system didn't respond at all, and I didn't intend to add merit points to myself at all.

"These zombies are all walking corpses. They haven't completely turned into zombies, so they don't count as merit points? Or do they have to be completely killed to count as merit points?"

Zhang Jing looked at the zombie that Wen Cai and Qiu Sheng neatly arranged, and then re-attached the talisman, thinking secretly.

It's a pity that these zombies are the 'guests' of Uncle Four Eyes, they are too precious.

Even if Uncle Jiu started a bit more aggressively, he would feel distressed to stop him. He had no chance to kill one to find out the reason.

"Master, everything is ready." Wencai and Qiusheng walked over obediently after working for a long time, with a pitiful look, probably to win sympathy and avoid punishment.

Uncle Jiu glared at Qiu Sheng, who was covered in flour and dressed in Qing Dynasty clothes, and reprimanded him, "Hurry up and wash your face, change your clothes, and then go home! If you don't go back so late, your aunt will come to me again later. people!"

There is an aunt in Qiusheng's family, and he was brought up by her aunt since he was a child.

Now his aunt has opened a rouge and gouache shop in Renjia Town, and the business is doing well. Sometimes, Qiu Sheng is often asked to look after the shop.

So Qiusheng usually doesn't live in Yizhuang, but lives in his aunt's house.

Wencai has no father or mother, but has been living in Yizhuang with Uncle Jiu.

"Good master!" Qiu Sheng, who was still dressed in a pitiful appearance just now, turned around and ran away with a smile, as if he had received an amnesty.

Wencai had a bitter face, thinking that Qiusheng had left, and if the master wanted to vent his anger later, he would have to take him.

In fact, Uncle Jiu's anger was almost gone at this time, and this incident did not cause any trouble, and there was no danger, so he didn't bother to learn about his two apprentices.

A group of people turned to the front hall. After Wen Cai made a pot of tea, everyone sat and chatted together.

"Brother, Zhang Jing will follow you from now on, have you lived in Yizhuang?" asked the Taoist priest with four eyes.

Uncle Jiu took a sip of tea, nodded and said, "Senior Brother Zhang Xuan's whereabouts are still unknown. Zhang Jing used to grow up alone and was lonely. I will live here in the future, and I can also teach him spells on behalf of Senior Brother Zhang."

"That's it..." The four-eyed Taoist touched his nose, he accidentally knocked it when subduing the zombie just now, it was fine just now, but now it turned red, looking a little funny.

However, his eyeballs were still rolling around, as if he was thinking of some bad idea.

After a while, the movement of the hands stopped, and then he pretended not to care and said: "Actually, the environment where I am is also good, quiet and quiet, and it is more suitable for cultivation than your place, brother. And brother, you already have two disciples, Wencai and Qiusheng. I have to teach, it’s already enough of a headache at ordinary times. How about I help you share it, brother, let Zhang Jing follow me, and go to my place to practice?"

Uncle Jiu was immediately unhappy when he heard this.

Glancing at the four-eyed Taoist priest, he didn't know the little thoughts of his junior brother.

Obviously, I was very happy to see him, seeing that Zhang Jing is so good, he is a talented person, and his future is limitless, so I want to snatch him!

Help me share?

Well said!

Why haven't you said to let Wencai and Qiusheng, two little bastards, go to your place to practice?

"You don't need to worry about it, Junior Brother. Senior Brother Zhang Xuan has saved my life, so I naturally have to help take care of his descendants. This is not a troublesome thing." Uncle Nine said solemnly, his tone intolerable .

Daoist Simu still didn't give up, and quickly persuaded: "Don't! Brother Zhang Xuan also helped me a lot at the beginning, and I should also take care of his descendants!" Then, he paused, his eyes turned, Looking at Zhang Jing, he said, "Well, let's ask Zhang Jing what he thinks and see where he wants to practice."