dead child, ghost carrying coffin

Uncle Li was filled with emotion when he heard it:

"Hey, the people have suffered so much since ancient times!"

"Fortunately, the great man led us to overthrow three mountains."

"Otherwise we will be the same, being bullied everywhere!"

Similarly, in order to prevent Hua Jiunan from being bullied, Uncle Li began to teach him boxing kung fu.

An ancient martial art, Tong Bei Quan.

Uncle Li is not teaching that kind of show, but the real killing skills on the battlefield!

Practice three nines in winter and three days in summer.

Real kung fu is achieved slowly through persistent training.

Every day before dawn, Uncle Li took Hua Jiunan to practice in the snow.

Not just smelling chickens and dancing, they get up earlier than chickens.

"Xiao Jiu, remember: we don't bully others, but we must not be bullied!"

"Grandpa will not be around in the future, if anyone bullies you, you will beat him hard!"

The young Hua Jiunan, while practicing boxing with a childish voice, nodded and replied:

"Grandpa, I remember!"

The deaf mother-in-law in the distance watched quietly, with some emotion in her heart:

Oh, what a pity!

After Xiao Jiu changed his skin, he couldn't invite the immortal family into his body. He couldn't learn my ability to play horses.

Otherwise, with his physique, even if he can't invite Mrs. Hu and Mrs. Hu, it's a breeze to invite a fairy family at the head level!

Note: Mr. Hu San and Mrs. Hu San are the heads of the Chumaxian family, which will be described later.

For some reason, since Hua Jiunan's fifth birthday, the snow corpse no longer appeared.

The last time we met, he left Hua Jiunan with many precious medicinal materials such as old ginseng, ganoderma lucidum, and snow lotus.

There are even four thousand-year-old spirits among them.

There is also a dagger with horns shining with cold light.

There are two ancient characters engraved on it: Zhongkang.

After the deaf mother-in-law brought back the knife, the eighth master Xianchang repeatedly avoided it.

"Old woman, hold the knife away, the family of the Immortals are panicked!"

"Good guy, how many people have to be killed to have such a strong evil spirit!"

Cold comes and summer goes, and ten years pass in a blink of an eye.

The time has come to [-].

Ten years of uninterrupted boxing practice made Hua Jiunan extraordinarily strong.

Just 15 years old, he has smooth muscles like a leopard.

Uncle Li also found that Hua Jiu's ability to resist attacks and recover is particularly strong.

No matter how tired you are, as long as you rest for a while, you will be alive again.

The injuries suffered during the practice will heal quickly without leaving even a scar.

Looking at Uncle Li who was full of doubts, the deaf mother-in-law smiled secretly:

This silly old man!

Xiao Jiu is dressed in dragon skin, can't he be amazing!

Hua Jiunan finished boxing practice, and started to review his homework after breakfast.

After this summer vacation, he can go to the town to attend high school.

Although in the [-] mountains in the northern country, no matter how many months there are violent snowstorms.

But the name of summer vacation is unified across the country...

In fact, with Hua Jiu's difficult grades, he can go to the county to study.

But he misses his aging grandpa and grandma in his heart, and he doesn't want to be too far away from home.

After all, there is a distance of three hundred miles from the village to the county seat.

Although the conditions are better now and the asphalt road has been repaired, it takes several hours to take the bus.

Moreover, if you go to the county to study, you have to live on campus, and you can only go home once a month.

Going to town to study is different:

Although I have to live on campus, I can come back two days a week to see my grandparents.

The deaf mother-in-law is 80 years old. Although she is still full of energy, her legs and feet are no longer flexible. ?

She sat cross-legged on the kang, smiling as she watched Hua Jiunan write her summer homework.

Suddenly, the deaf mother-in-law started to twitch, and a few seconds later her pupils turned a strange green.

Her voice is no longer kind, but has become extremely sharp:

"Your third kid actually dared to shoot me with a gun. For your sake, I don't have the same knowledge as him."

"It's endless, isn't it? He shot twice in a row!"

"A third shot?! He must be taught a lesson today!"

"Go to the West River and get him back. If you come late, don't blame the Immortal family if he is going to die!"

After the deaf mother-in-law finished speaking, her whole body trembled again, and it took a few seconds for her to return to normal.

"Xiao Jiu, what did grandma say just now?"

Seeing the tense expression of the deaf mother-in-law, Hua Jiunan hurriedly repeated what she just said.

"Not good! Child, help me to go to the West River, your third uncle has caused trouble!"

Half an hour later, the two found Wang San unconscious in the snow by the river.

Hua Jiunan took out the golden needle his mother had left him, and skillfully pierced Wang Sanbaihui, Guan Yuan, Fu Liu, Tai Yuan and other acupoints.

For Hua Jiunan's behavior, the deaf mother-in-law has long been familiar with it:

A little guy who can prescribe prescriptions to save the whole village at the age of five, it is not a matter of course that he knows acupuncture.

After more than ten minutes, Wang San, whose face was red, swollen and black, woke up.

"Mom, I've fallen for evil!"

"When I was hunting, I saw a yellow-skinned man drinking water by the river."

"I fired two shots in a row, and the yellow skin was shaking. When I fired the third shot, the gun exploded!"

The deaf mother-in-law looked at Hanhan's third son and said angrily:

"What yellow skin, that's a yellow fairy!"

"If it wasn't for his mother's sake, you would have died long ago!"

After Hua Jiunan helped Wang San to leave, the weasel, who was watching them from afar, suddenly exploded.

He looked around in horror.

As the wind blows, a female ghost in red quietly appears behind the weasel.

Pale ghost claws stretched out, grabbed the weasel by the neck and picked it up.

Huang Xian, who already had a high moral character, was strangled to death like this.

The female ghost sucked up the weasel's blood and threw it by the river.

Then with a strange smile on his face, he looked at the direction Hua Jiunan left.

If Hua Jiu couldn't see the female ghost, she would definitely feel familiar.

Because this is the one lying on Wang San's back ten years ago!