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

Haha, just kidding, ordinary ghosts can't enter the house, because the door is close to the door god.

If you go in, isn't it just smashing the door god's job?

(Door God: If the door is open, then I can open my eyes and close my eyes. If you go through the wall, then I can't help it...

If you want to go the right way, hehe, my big knife is already hungry and thirsty! )

Watching Russell leave, the servants really breathed a sigh of relief. Although they didn't need to breathe, this stuff was really scary.

Uncle Jiu continued to invite them to drink, but now they were no longer as comfortable as before, and became a little reserved, even a little flattering.

After all, this is Little Tiger’s master, it’s always right to be respectful, it’s a favor if you respect, yo, if you don’t, then it’s...

"Brother Dao, I offer you a toast!"

The servants toasted to Uncle Jiu in unison, and Uncle Jiu couldn't help but feel a little proud when he saw it.

What is his name?

A fox pretends to be a tiger, and a dog relies on others?

I bother!

This is called teacher is expensive by disciple!

Uncle Jiu hadn't enjoyed this feeling for many years. Every time a friend came to visit, or his senior brother came to the door, he would shake his head when he saw Wen Caiqiusheng.

He has never been able to raise his head, this time, he is finally proud.

Why is this wine a bit intoxicating?

Today's night will definitely not be too peaceful. Russell can remember that every year during the Ghost Festival, Uncle Jiu would sit on the roof of Yizhuang and watch until dawn.

Because people would come to invite him at any time, but most of them couldn't make it to Yizhuang. Uncle Jiu had to concentrate on it, watching all directions with his eyes and listening to all directions.

The roof of Yizhuang is the best observation point.

Whenever there is any strange noise, whether it is a ghost or not, Uncle Jiu will rush over there quickly.

Russell rubbed his chin and thought about it. He was a high-end fighter. If he only did such trivial things as guarding Qiu Shengwen, he would be like a nuclear bomb.

No!

Russell shook his head, he had to find a surefire solution and find a way to help the master tonight.

Paper people?

No, once it is too far away, it loses its effect.

Knock them both out?

No, no, this is my real brother, the relative who brought me up, how could I do such a rude thing?

Russell pondered for a while, he was seriously thinking about how to knock a person unconscious quickly and accurately?

Just as he was contemplating, a strange chirping sound gave him an idea.

"Good brother!"

A strange smile appeared on Russell's face. According to folklore, Qiusheng Wencai's fighting power is not as good as that of a dog. That's a big mistake, it's just nonsense!

Obviously not as good as a chicken!

It was Xiao Hei who was bullying Er Hei in the corner, and he didn't know the seriousness of the problem at this time.

Knowing that a certain brat was standing in front of him, Xiao Hei felt the fear of being dominated by darkness on this day.

After an indescribable and inhumane process, Xiao Hei finally bowed his head aggrieved.

Now this brat is getting more and more powerful. When he was young, he could bully him as much as he wanted.

There is no other way now, it looks like he is a little taller than him, why is his skin so thick?

Ouch, my dick mouth.

into the night!

The temperature at this time is not as high as during the day, and it is even much lower than at this time in the past.

Even if Russell didn't open his Dharma Eye, he could feel the continuous increase of Yin Qi around him. He even saw many centipedes crawling around, which is really rare!

And Uncle Jiu was already ready at this time, wearing Taoist robes, with a mahogany sword in his left hand, and a Guan Gong broadsword in his right hand, and he was full of charms in his arms, muttering.

At his feet, there is also a bag of paper money, which is not for making peace. After all, there is some kind of grievance in the murder tonight.

These paper money are just in case. After all, ghosts are rampant now, and Uncle Jiu is a Taoist priest. It is normal for one to be beaten by ghosts.

At this time, it is time to sprinkle a little paper money!

Uncle Jiu's money is all real money!

If one day, you go to the street and see a man beating a woman in nice clothes in a certain style street.

You know that woman is a Chinese, and although you feel a little ashamed in your heart, you also know that beating someone is wrong.

Just when you wanted to stop it, you found out that the man had thrown 100 million over...

Are you taking the money and leaving?

Or take the money and leave?

Looking at the empty streets full of ghosts and ghosts, Uncle Jiu clasped his hands tightly, and he could only secretly pray in his heart that nothing serious would happen!

Will things go his way?

On the other side of Renjia Town, something strange is happening at this time.

"Ayi, when did you get rid of that yellow-faced woman of yours!"

In the dark of night, in an ordinary courtyard, a man and a woman hug each other, lying on a deck chair, what are they doing?

Do the real thing.

Appreciate the moon.

This is an elegant thing from ancient times to the present, even if today is the Ghost Festival, so what, could there be ghosts?

The man named Ayi felt a little guilty for no reason, but he felt the softness of his arm, and suddenly a surge of courage surged into his heart.

He said softly, "Hurry up, hurry up, Ajie, I will divorce her when the child is born."

As he spoke, Ah Yi had a look of resentment on his face, "I still demand monogamy!"

"What's the matter with a capable man like me marrying more wives? This has been the rule since ancient times. It's really messing around there!"

Cursing in his mouth, he looked at the enchanting and coquettish woman in his arms, and thought about the old yellow-faced woman who was pregnant with a child in the house, and he couldn't help feeling disgusted in his heart.

If he hadn't been pregnant with his own seed, he would have kicked her already!

"Child, child, hum!" Ajie in his arms obviously didn't like his answer, and turned her head away, "Her child is not my child, and it's not like I can't have children!"

"Baby, don't be angry!"

Ah Yi stretched out his hand to hold her in his arms, and put his mouth next to her ear, "Don't be angry, we will have a baby at that time, okay, two babies, one boy and one girl."

He was talking about love gently, but Ajie in his arms was not happy, once the woman in the room gave birth to a child.

With a child, it is very likely that a man's heart will not be grasped so easily by her.

Men always think from the lower body.

The most important thing is that once that bitch gives birth to a child, even if the yellow-faced woman is divorced, it is possible to compete with her child for family property.

This is absolutely impossible, the property is hers.

Ajie's eyes flashed fiercely, but on the surface she was gentle and charming, she lightly clenched her small fist, and slowly hammered it on Ayi's chest.

Gently snorted, "You are so bad!"

"I have worse ones!" Ayi stretched out his hand...

The two quarreled for a while, Ajie's eyes moved slightly, and she asked quietly, "If you divorce that yellow-faced woman, what will you do if her child grows up and hates you?"

Ayi said nonchalantly, "The child is young, so it's fine if you don't tell him, anyway, mother has already bothered her."

"The yellow-faced woman will definitely not give up. What if she came to see the child secretly?"

A Jie's small hand slowly brushed A Yi's chest, "If his mother provokes it, your father and son will definitely turn against each other."

"You will be old when the time comes, and he will be young and strong. He is easy to hide with a sharp spear, but hard to defend against a hidden arrow. Wouldn't it be easy for his family to harm you?"

Ajie's few short words made Ayi extremely stern, this person is not only lustful and soft-hearted, but more importantly, he is selfish and suspicious by nature.

Sure enough, Ah Yi was obviously hesitant. He was silent for a while, then turned his head slowly, and said in a low voice, "What do you want to do?"

"It's better to kill!"

"Kill who? The big one?"

"Do not."

"Then kill the little one?"

"Do not."

"Then kill who?"

"Kill both."

What the two of them didn't notice was that in one side of the room, a woman turned her head slowly. There were no tears on her face, but she was very indifferent.

She touched her belly, her face showed a trace of kindness, and on her right hand, a pair of scissors was bleeding slowly.

At her feet, an old woman stared at her resentfully, the deep scratch on her neck made her unable to utter a word.

On the table, a bowl of jet-black tea distorted the woman's face.

"You forgot! I saved you when I was gathering herbs. It's been ten years, and I haven't forgotten the taste of this medicine!"

"You two are going to die!"

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

Chapter 163 Thinking carefully and fearing (Chapter 1100 monthly ticket plus update)

Do you know how loud a person can make in a desperate situation?