I'm Trying My Best to Add Some Cultivators in the World of Ninth Uncle

Diary of a Madman!

I looked through this diary carefully, and saw the bloody words, eaten!

While Russell was reading the diary, Uncle Jiu started to walk around the house, his face was a little ugly, and Lin Shou still had some connection with him when he said it.

The two have worked together for several years. Although they had a single mind before, they never expected that now they are completely stupid.

Ugh!

Uncle Nine looked a little disappointed. Every time he was in a turmoil and the world was full of evil spirits, the errands slowed down a lot, and extradition would become difficult.

The battlefield is another meat grinder, with turbulence everywhere, and the number of dead is hundreds of times that of the peaceful and prosperous age.

There are frozen bones on the road, which is already the norm. In troubled times, monsters are rampant, and ghosts appear frequently. At this time, it is the most helpless time for monks!

Keeping one side peaceful will also become an existence like extravagant hope.

You can't guarantee that one day someone will die at the hands of ghosts.

Uncle Jiu frowned and looked at Lin Shou who was drooling on the bed, and couldn't help but move his eyes elsewhere.

People have three souls and seven souls, Lin Shou lacks one soul, and he looks bold, which is what people call a fool, stupid and stupid.

It's all right now, I was scared away again, and I don't know where I was scared away, it's best not to be eaten by ghosts!

"Master, I think this matter is very strange!"

Russell looked at the diary in his hand and fell into deep thought, "This fingerprint is not like the fingerprint of a living person, but the fingerprint of a dead person."

He touched his chin with his hand, "Based on my experience of watching Conan kill more than 1000 times, this must be a deliberate murder!"

"Snapped!"

With a slap on Russell's head, Uncle Jiu snorted, "I'm not serious every day, can this be used as a joke?"

After he said it, he still murmured in his heart, who is this Conan? He was so mad that he killed more than 1000 people.

Terrible Terrible!

"Master Lin!"

A hoarse voice came from the door, Uncle Jiu turned his head and found a timid man outside the door.

He still knew this person, he was Lin Shou's next-door neighbor Lao Wang!

Old Wang looked hesitant, and said in a low voice, "Last night, I heard a knock on the door of Erhanzi's house. I quietly poked my head around and found that it was a naked old man!"

The more he spoke, the more terrified he became, and he couldn't stop looking at the dead body that was handled by Lin Shou lying in the middle of the house.

If he hadn't seen it himself last night, even if Lao Wang's other leg was broken, he wouldn't believe that people can live after death!

Just like that, she walked slowly step by step, knocking on Lin Shou's door expressionlessly.

Looking at him, his back felt cold, and he had goose bumps all over his body!

Uncle Jiu remained silent, looking straight at the old Wang next door, and then looked down at Russell, who nodded slightly.

"I already know, don't worry, this evil spirit can be eliminated today!" Uncle Jiu pulled out the mahogany sword in his hand, and directly stuck it in the dead body next to him.

The dead body kept thumping, emitting green smoke all over its body, looking extremely miserable, which made the old Wang next door nod repeatedly in fright.

"Yes, yes, Daoist Lin is here, I, I am relieved!"

He was so frightened that he limped and ran away in a hurry, for fear that Uncle Jiu would give him a sword.

Uncle Jiu watched Lao Wang leave next door, narrowed his eyes slightly, "Russell, what do you think?"

"I think there must be something strange about this!"

"Snapped!"

"speak English!"

Russell pouted and looked at Uncle Jiu with resentment on his face. He found that Uncle Jiu always likes to do things directly recently.

Although he didn't know why, Russell felt that Uncle Jiu must be jealous of his appearance!

Must be!

He rubbed his head and began to say seriously, "This matter is still suspicious. If the old man next door saw this dead old man, then it doesn't make sense!"

Uncle Jiu was stunned, why didn't he see any doubts.

He rolled his eyes, his face was serious, he coughed dryly, and said solemnly, "That's right, little Russell, you can see this, let's talk about it, I'll see if it's the same as what my teacher thinks!"

Let's see how Uncle Jiu, who is proficient in human nature, used three sentences to follow Russell's routine!

At this time, Russell was possessed like Detective Conan, and he subconsciously pushed his nose with his hand, making him feel lonely.

He put down his hand in embarrassment, and pointed at the old man's body, "If he was the one who walked outside last night and scared Lin Shou silly, then why are the soles of his feet so clean?"

Uncle Jiu looked down, and saw that the old man was lying there quietly, completely naked, and he didn't look like a bird turned upside down after someone died.

They are all men, but they are not taboo about anything.

The old man was thin and thin, his skin was covered with spots, his eyes were wide open, ashen, revealing fear.

It was as if he had seen something before he was alive, definitely not the kind written in Lin Shou's diary, watching the widow take a bath from the top of the wall!

and many more!

Ninth Uncle was taken aback, and then grabbed the wall?

He suddenly realized something, the old man couldn't have seen something over the wall, right?

He shook his head helplessly again, there were too few clues to guess like this.

Although the old man was covered with spots, there was indeed no dirt on the soles of his feet.

A small hand appeared, touched the sole of the old man's foot directly, and squeezed it with his hand. After a closer look, it turned out to be Russell's!

This brat doesn't feel taboo at all, Uncle Jiu couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth, aren't you afraid of ghosts?

My apprentice is a little too bold!

Russell touched the old man's feet with his right hand, put his left hand in his mouth and licked it, and then raised his middle finger to the sky.

After a while, he said solemnly, "According to common sense, every hour after a person dies, the temperature will drop by one degree. According to Lin Shou's diary, this old man was sent here at five o'clock yesterday afternoon, not more than [-] hours ago now." Seven hours!"

He waved his middle finger raised to the sky, "The current temperature is about ten degrees."

"If you count the time when the old man died, this is a completely normal dead person!"

"The body is not completely rigid, and the soles of the feet are also soft. If you walk barefoot on the ground, you will definitely get dirty."

"so!"

Russell turned around abruptly, scaring Uncle Jiu back a step.

"There is only one truth!"

"That old man next door is lying!"

Russell's confident appearance directly shocked Uncle Jiu. He muttered in his heart, where did Russell get so much experience?

Could it be that Zhuge Liang also worked part-time as a coroner in his previous life?

This Cheng is quite tired!

Uncle Jiu coughed lightly, "Actually, this teacher has already seen it. This is because what you said is a bit inaccurate. The old Wang next door is not lying, but seeing hallucinations!"

"Did you notice just now that the black energy left on the old king's body is probably due to a sorcery, which made him see strange things."

Uncle Jiu pointed to the old man lying on the ground, "Most of the weird things used by the magic come from the surroundings, and he is the closest!"

What kind of vixen, what kind of female ghost is unrealistic. For the corpse seamer old Wang, what he fears the most is that the corpses under his hands will die after sewing!

Luo Su suddenly realized, and then his face became embarrassed, Conan possessed can't beat Uncle Ninth!

"You are too young now, and you have seen too few things."

Uncle Jiu comforted him, "Sometimes, you can't solve everything just by practicing hard behind closed doors."

"Listen more, see more, think more!"

"Ah."

Luo Su nodded obediently. Just now when Old Wang next door was talking, Uncle Jiu gave him a look. He thought Uncle Jiu wanted him to see the leek on Old Wang's mouth.

The faint black energy on his body, if you don't open your eyes, you can't really see it.

Russell was also careless. When encountering such weird things, he should always maintain his eyesight.

He also fell into a misunderstanding for a while, focusing all his attention on the deceased and Lin Shou, and didn't even consider other people.

Sure enough, I answered that sentence!

The first person to discover the murder scene is definitely very suspicious!

Conan, yyds!

"Master, do you already know who the murderer is?"

"Of course!"

Russell couldn't help a little admiration. He had watched more than 1000 episodes of Conan, and was proficient in more than 800 killing methods and more than 300 alibi.

Unable to see the clues of this murder case, the master just looked around, and after a few words from the corpse stitcher Lao Wang, he deduced the process of the murder case!

It's amazing!

The next moment, Russell couldn't help but slap himself a few times, and he decided to take back what he said just now.

I saw Uncle Jiu pinching a few sticks of incense with a serious face, and then burning some paper, with a charm pressed between his fingers, shaking there.

"Revenant returns!"

Immediately afterwards, strange spells were chanted in his mouth.

Russell's eyes were dull, and it took him a long time to recover. He rolled his eyes, Master really talks about martial arts.

Came to cheat!

"Hmm!" Uncle Jiu put his hands behind his back, with a proud expression on his face, "This is called specialization in art. Your master, I am a Taoist priest, not Bao Qingtian. What's wrong with using Taoism to solve cases?"

"Is something wrong?"

Russell could only let out a chuckle.