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

The originally ferocious look immediately became gentle.

The fluttering hair is also much more peaceful at this time.

All the bleeding from the seven orifices, all the sharp teeth are gone.

The change of face was so fast that Uncle Jiu was stunned. He was holding a mahogany sword in his hand, neither up nor down.

What's going on here?

Uncle Jiu followed the woman's gaze and turned his head vigilantly. It turned out that Luo Su had come, and the focus was not on him.

It was some doll that made a chicken coop with hair on Russell's head.

The woman looked at the doll tremblingly, and tremblingly wanted to reach out to touch it, but she stopped before taking two steps.

She stretched out her hand stiffly, then turned around and knelt down at Uncle Jiu with a slap. Uncle Jiu seemed to understand what she was going to do and didn't choose to avoid it.

With a heavy ringing of the head, the woman's body became illusory. After nine head ringings, the woman reluctantly glanced at the doll and completely disappeared into the world.

"Hey!"

Uncle Jiu sighed, couldn't help scratching his head in distress, and went out to get rid of a ghost by himself, as if he had encountered a lot of trouble again.

"Master!" Russell glanced resentfully at the brat who was playing with his hair, "What about this brat?"

"You keep it, he will call you father in the future."

"What, I'm only eight years old, how can I become a baby daddy?"

"What, little Russell, it's very good of you to agree, and it's settled."

"You are too much, you have violated the criminal law and illegally employed child labor!"

"Whose criminal law is yours? Why haven't I heard of it?"

"..."

"An'la, Anla, you can't bear to watch a child go back to the underworld and be bullied!"

"Don't you still have master?"

"Hey, master, do you have the heart to work hard at your age?"

"..."

The age of more than 40 is called work?

Looking at Uncle Jiu who was playing a rascal, Luo Su had a bitter face. He glanced at the happy kid on his head, and couldn't help but sighed.

The young lady didn't hook up, and she became a father in the end?

I'm an eight-year-old child!

This thing is outrageous!

ps: Be lazy and write 5000 words today. There is really a little plot left, and there is no way to write a chapter. In that case, it is simply too watery.

In the past few days, the monthly pass is double. If you have a monthly pass, please support me. I will definitely pay back the monthly pass that I owe.

How to arrange this doll, I haven't figured it out yet, everyone can brainstorm, should I keep it or not?

Or turn her into Feng Baobao?

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

Chapter 165 I Really Don't Want to Rely on My Face

"Master, I'm telling you something very serious!"

Early in the morning, Russell found Uncle Jiu with a serious face, as if something had happened.

Uncle Jiu was also taken aback, and couldn't help becoming nervous. He had never seen Russell so nervous before.

Could it be that something unexpected happened to his cultivation base?

This is my baby bag!

Uncle Jiu looked at Russell nervously, and asked with concern, "Russell, what happened, are you injured?"

Russell shook his head, pointing to something on his head.

Something hugging Russell's hair, sleeping there, curled up like a kitten.

"Master, I didn't sleep last night. I seriously suspect that she is definitely a brat!"

Russell said swearingly, pointing at his dark circles with his little finger in aggrieved, this little devil is very smart, he asked the paper figurine to hug her, but she recognized her at a glance.

Crying incessantly, Russell finally understood what it meant to cry like ghosts and howl like wolves, it was really annoying.

Just like that, something lay comfortably on his head all night.

Russell gritted his teeth in anger. In front of him, only others have suffered. When did he suffer such a big loss?

Of course, we have to rule out the fact that a certain shameless chicken pushed him out of the bed.

Because Xiao Hei is not a human being!

Uncle Jiu was still nervous at first, but after hearing Russell's cry, he couldn't help but want to laugh immorally.

Little Russell, you also have today, woo ha ha ha!

Uncle Jiu rolled his eyes, the little devil found the big devil, how could he stop such a fun thing.

He coughed lightly, suppressed his smile, and comforted Russell, "Russell, you have to bear with it, it will be fine when she grows up."

As he spoke, Uncle Jiu's stomach was twitching and his face was flushed red, looking extremely weird.

Russell looked at him suspiciously. He always suspected that Uncle Jiu was laughing at him on purpose.

Thinking of the little devil on her head, if she grows up, why not spend many, many, many years?

Days are like years, and I can be regarded as a long life in disguise...

When Russell thought of the miserable days ahead, he couldn't help but feel bad. He was full of grievances, and pitifully held Uncle Jiu's hand.

"master!!"

Russell's little tears were about to flow out, "Why don't we send her away and send her to Aunt Cane, won't she know how to raise spirit babies?"

"Ok?"

Uncle Jiu narrowed his eyes, "Little Russell, who told you about this?"

Aunt Cane was his junior sister who had been raising spirit infants, but he had never mentioned this matter in front of Russell.

Since eight years ago, Aunt Cane wanted to accept Luo Su as a closed disciple and was rejected by Uncle Jiu, the two have never been in contact with each other.

Although the ashram is very close, and they are brothers and sisters, the ones who come and go are not as good as Junior Brother Qianhe who travels all over the world, let alone Junior Brother Simu who often comes to visit.

Looking at Uncle Jiu's unfriendly eyes, Luo Su's heart skipped a beat, what should I do?

He rolled his eyes, and said silently in his heart, I'm sorry, Senior Brother Wencai!

"Wen Cai said it. He said Aunt Zhi is your old lover!"

Uncle Jiu's face darkened, and he immediately believed it. He stretched out his arm and waved it, "Little Russell, let's put this matter aside for now. Wait for me to deal with some things."

As he said, he turned around and searched by the wall, picked up a stick, frowned and shook his head, "It's too thin!"

Russell looked at the stick that was almost as thick as a fist. It was not a stick, it was almost a small tree.

This is fine?

Russell couldn't help the cold sweat streaming down his forehead, my dear, with a stick down, Wencai will become Wencun.

"Master, master, don't be impulsive, don't be impulsive!"

Russell hurriedly hugged Uncle Jiu's thigh, "Let's think about this brat's problem, if we don't care about her, she's going to die!"

What he said was the truth, a newly born kid like this would be shady, and it would be better to grow up in a very dark place.

For example, the evil position, such as the tomb.

Of course, the haunted house is not counted. The reason why the haunted house is called a haunted house is probably because it is full of yin, and because there is a big treasure inside.

Guess if this big baby is a man or a woman, would you like to fencing with you?

The little ghost hugged Russell and didn't let go, it was the yin energy attracted by him, and Russell had a lot of ghosts on him!

Russell has a good understanding of Uncle Jiu's personality, he is good-faced, small-minded, and not rigid. After having little Russell as his apprentice, he is much more relaxed than before.

The most important thing is that he has soft ears and a soft heart, and he can't see others suffer.

Sure enough, when Russell said this, Uncle Jiu was immediately interrupted. He took a closer look and found that the little devil was much more illusory than what he saw last night.

Ugh!

Uncle Jiu threw the stick in his hand on the ground, and muttered, "Fortunately, I'll keep it for you first."

Hehe, arrogant Uncle Jiu!

Russell watched secretly, Wencai owed a leg last time, and this time he owed another leg, so where should he hit next time?

Cough, I'm dirty, unclean!

Seeing Russell's strange reason, Uncle Nine snorted twice, "You call this little brat, who are you? Back then...you were a good boy."

Hearing what he said, Luo Su took back the soul hook in his hand in satisfaction. He felt a little embarrassed that his master always praised him like this.

After fumbling for a while in front of the master, in the end, the two of them discussed a solution that was not a solution.

Ask Aunt Cane for help.

Uncle Jiu is also helpless, although he can raise little ghosts, he only needs to put a jar in front of the incense table.

But that jar is not an ordinary jar, but a specially refined magic weapon, which can automatically absorb Yin Qi and block Yang Qi.

But it is not easy to practice such a jar, not to mention the troublesome materials, the refining time alone is not short.

By the time the training is finished, the little ghost will probably be gone long ago.

So far, there is only one way to go, borrow a jar from Aunt Cane, which Uncle Jiu will never do.

But he has a trump card, and a super killer trump card.

Hey!