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

Li Chengyu nodded, got up and left, just as he left, Russell couldn't restrain his curiosity.

"Master, isn't Uncle Ma Madi recovering from his injuries? What happened to him?"

Uncle Jiu was silent, he didn't know how to tell the little apprentice about this, saying that the villager would repay his kindness with revenge?

He had mixed feelings in his heart, but on the surface he was calm, "Kids, don't inquire about these things, the master will take care of them!"

Seeing that Russell still wanted to ask more questions, Uncle Jiu slapped him on the back of the head, "Hurry up and get ready, the Ghost Festival will be celebrated the day after tomorrow, and I will be busy then."

If you don't say it, don't say it, why hit me?

Ah!bad master!

I'll try my best to add some cultivators in the world of Ninth Uncle!

Chapter 161 Walking One Thousand Yin Virtue Points (1000 Monthly Pass Plus Update)

The fifteenth day of the seventh month of the lunar calendar is the Ghost Festival, also known as Ghost Festival.

Two days before and after the Ghost Festival, that is, from July [-]th to July [-]th in the lunar calendar, these three days are the days when the gate of hell is open.

At this time, those ghosts who have worked hard to earn Yin virtue and have not yet been reincarnated in the underworld can return to the underworld to meet their relatives.

Every household burned paper money at the door, leading wandering ghosts home.

And this day is not only an important day for ghosts, but also an important day for ghosts.

Because on this day, they are about to pay their wages, the kind that is closed every year, on this day, can they be unhappy?

They were happy, but Uncle Jiu was very busy, who made him the manager of the bank.

Other bank managers are indifferent to retail investors, but if they change their customers to bad customers, do you think their attitude is good?

This customer gave a bad review!

Uncle Jiu had already been busy all day yesterday, and today he was busy printing money. He even pulled his two apprentices, Qiu Sheng and Wen Cai, over, and his hands were almost sore.

Until Russell looked at them like an idiot, Uncle Jiu knew a foreign word from that moment.

assembly line……

Watching the paper figurines work tirelessly, printing paper money diligently and quickly, one hour of rushing is equivalent to a day's work.

I don’t know how many times Uncle Jiu has expressed this emotion, his grandma’s, why did I learn spells back then, aren’t paper figurines delicious?

With something this good, why didn't it come out sooner?

Uncle Jiu looked at Luo Su with resentful eyes, his fingers were numb.

Russell blinked, pretending to be indifferent.

At this time, Wencai looked at the stack of paper money, and raised his head curiously, "Master, isn't there a little too much paper money printed this year?"

More than just a lot, the work efficiency of this paper figurine is really too fast. Seeing the stack of paper money getting higher and higher, Uncle Jiu told Russell to stop.

If paper money is printed too much, what is the difference with waste paper?

"A lot of money!"

Qiu Sheng picked up a piece of paper money with several big characters clearly printed on it, which fully explained the weight of the money before.

"Wow, 4000 taels!" Qiu Sheng couldn't help but be tongue-in-cheek, how many wives can I marry?

Let me count with my fingers, one seven is seven, two seven is 48, three eight...

Russell rubbed his chin and said seriously, "Actually, this money is still usable. If you die and become a ghost, won't this money become real money?"

"At that time, you will be rich. You can go to the underworld to buy a few ghost houses, buy some good land, and marry several wives!"

"You only need to save it for a few decades, and when you die, the pile of paper in front of you will be a mountain of gold and silver!"

This……

Wen Cai Qiusheng and the two looked at each other in dismay, what the younger brother said made sense.

Russell also specially gave Uncle Jiu a look, signaling him to cooperate, "Isn't it, master, the money you print, the underworld must be able to spend it."

"You sure don't care if your apprentice spends some money?"

Wen Cai and Qiu Sheng were already moved by what was said, and looked at Uncle Jiu in unison.

Uncle Jiu couldn't laugh or cry, and slapped Russell on the head, "You little brat, you play tricks on you every day, are these two senior brothers funny?"

Immediately afterwards, he stared at Wencai Qiusheng, "You two are usually asked to study hard, but you just don't listen. Can this paper money be put into next year?"

"If it can be put in the future, then I will make origami money every year, and I will fold a fart!"

So it can't be left until later?

Wencai and Qiusheng were immediately disappointed. They seemed to have missed an opportunity to become billionaires.

"Hey, you two!"

Looking at the two dejected guys, Uncle Jiu shook his head helplessly, "Don't run around tonight, just stay in Yizhuang. I'll get you some pocket money later."

"Got it!"

As soon as they heard that there was pocket money, the two of them were as happy as children, and couldn't help but screamed loudly.

Uncle Jiu quietly pulled Luo Su aside, and whispered, "Don't let the two of them run around for a while, master, do I have something to do?"

He couldn't help feeling emotional, it was ridiculous for the youngest apprentice to take care of the two older apprentices!

"Master, what do you need today?" Russell turned his head curiously, obviously the paper money had already been folded.

"It's not peaceful outside recently." Uncle Jiu sighed with emotion. "A few days ago, a secret agent was killed. The person who did it was so skilled that he didn't leave any clues."

"The underworld also issued a reward order, a full 1000 Yinde points!"

That was 1000 Yinde points, Uncle Jiu couldn't help pricking his mouth, because he, a bank executive, only spent 1 Yinde points.

100 little ghosts are worth so much, if you catch the man behind the scenes, it will be a wave of fat!

Russell lowered his head guiltily, as if he might be the walking 1000 Yinde point.

"For the teacher, wait a while to drink with those errands, and find out what happened outside recently."

Those errands traveled all over the world, seduced their souls everywhere, and they were exceptionally well informed. The dead would know the secrets that the living don't know.

Uncle Nine was in Renjia Town, and learned about the changes in the outside world, first through the Times, second through news from his juniors, and third, through chatting with these errands.

Not only are there major events in the yang world, but even things in the underworld can be heard a little bit.

"Okay, master, I will take good care of the two brothers!"

Russell nodded, he couldn't let Wen Caiqiu give birth to two swindlers, ran to watch the stage and made a fuss, and then let the ghosts go.

Although you can get energy points by killing ghosts, the price is very high. Uncle Jiu summoned his colleagues to help, but was ridiculed by Shi Jian.

The errand came to inquire about the crime, Uncle Jiu kept saying good things to the two apprentices, and he didn't know how much Yinde he had to pay to settle the matter.

Otherwise, how many times did Qiu Shengwen go to the [-]th floor of hell?

As a result, the escape of the ghost guards was like robbing a cash truck, and the key point was that he succeeded in robbing it.

It doesn't matter if the person ran away, the two of them were foolishly caught...

Uncle Jiu didn't know that the two apprentices were swindlers, and they were still telling Russell, "Go to my room in a while, and now pick a little from the big yellow croaker and give them two pocket money."

Russell nodded. Just as Uncle Jiu was about to leave, he stopped and told him, "Remember to pick a little bit with your fingers, not too much!"

"Know it!"

Russell rolled his eyes, and Uncle Jiu stopped the nagging of mother-in-law and mother-in-law like Tang monks, waved his hands, and went to the back room.

On the day of Hungry Ghost Festival, printing paper money is only a small part of the busy day, and the more busy ones are yet to come.

As soon as the door was opened, the originally desolate place where the birds didn't shit at the door was already full of long queues and crowds of people.

Russell has long been used to it. After all, today is the Ghost Festival, and every family must burn paper money for their ancestors or relatives. It can be used as a guiding light at night.

Not everyone can print paper money themselves, and even if they can, they won't print it.

Because they know that the paper money they print is paper.

Usually, some of these people would go to the provincial capital to buy some paper money, but this year is different.

Because almost everyone knows that there are gods behind Uncle Jiu, no, there are gods underground.

This is much more useful than any advertisement.

"Everyone be quiet, be quiet!"

Qiu Sheng is now extraordinarily high-spirited, and only at this time can he feel the demeanor of being the apprentice of the ninth uncle.

He waved his hand violently, and waved his crossed arms, "Everyone is divided into two rows, men stand on the left, women stand on the right, and neither men nor women stand in the middle."

As soon as these words came out, the people in front of Yizhuang were in an uproar, and looked at each other in confusion.

Luo Su coughed in embarrassment, and Qiu Sheng suddenly realized that he seemed to have said something wrong, and he made a joke about his junior brother.

He hurriedly corrected, "I made a mistake just now, those who buy paper money stand on the left, and those who come to write letters please stand on the right."

This time, everyone began to line up separately, with those who bought paper money on the left and those who wrote and delivered letters on the right.

That's right!

Letters can indeed be written and sent, but not to the living, but to the dead.

Uncle Jiu has a wide range of businesses. He can not only catch ghosts and goblins, but also read Fengshui, sell charms, sell herbs, see doctors, sell paper money and take part-time jobs to deliver letters to the dead.

In the past, uncle Jiu would do this job, but this year.

Russell sighed, there was nothing he could do with such a lazy master.

He remembered yesterday afternoon, when the sun was setting, Uncle Jiu had entrusted him with this important task.

The euphemistic name is to let him practice and experience, but in the final analysis, he wants to be lazy.

Russell still remembered that Uncle Jiu said with emotion that he went to Maoshan to learn Maoshan technique, but he was all fooled by others.

As long as you learn Maoshan technique, you can eat delicious food, drink spicy food, and lie on a chair to bask in the sun.

Unexpectedly, now he is farther and farther away from his dream.

Luo Su's three views were completely ruined. He originally thought that Uncle Jiu learned Maoshan technique to take the responsibility of the world to protect the people from being bullied by demons.