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

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"Little brother, why did the master look at me strangely just now?"

Wen Cai was a little confused. Although he was a little silly, the master's eyes just now were really scary.

"Of course it's because you're so handsome!"

Russell walked down the road dejectedly. He felt that he had been betrayed by Uncle Jiu because he was the trump card in Uncle Jiu's mouth.

Uncle Jiu said it well, little Russell, you are so good-looking, as long as you show off your cuteness, a pot, isn't it easy to catch?

Hey!

Am I, Russell, the kind of person who depends on my appearance?

Thinking of the little devil's head bouncing on his head, Russell couldn't help but look up to the sky and sigh.

I really don't want to rely on my face for food!

Just when Russell was feeling emotional, he suddenly heard Wen Cai's strange cry, "Little Junior Brother, what is that?"

He looked forward in horror, hugged Russell tightly with both hands, and Russell couldn't help sticking out his tongue.

If it was a woman, Russell would really enjoy this feeling, but if it was a literary talent?

"Are you going to strangle me!"

Russell rolled his eyes, and said in a bad voice, Wen Cai realized it later, and let go of his hand in embarrassment.

It was not an easy task to borrow a vase from Aunt Cane, because Luo Su didn't know the way, and Uncle Jiu wanted to save face, and refused to lead the way no matter what.

There is no other way, I can only let senior brother Wencai be on top, and be the person who walks on the Gaode map.

Why not let Qiusheng lead the way?

He hasn't been to the master's place for several days, and has been busy with a great cause that is sought after by thousands of girls and benefits hundreds of millions of women - developing cosmetics.

Russell went through a certain crazy era and witnessed the madness of the four major magic arts in Asia. This is a quick way to make money.

It's much faster to get money than doing business. Although the common people are generally poor now, there are always a few big local tyrants.

The most important thing is that this thing can also go to foreign countries to earn capital and make a lot of money for him.

At the cost of a penny, I sell it for ten taels of silver. This is called wisdom, and this is called a patent!

There's nothing wrong with the old iron!

If Wencai leads the way, let him lead the way. The key point is that he is still afraid of heights. When Russell is around, he screams in fright when he goes to the sky.

There is no choice but to ride a horse, and only one horse, because Wen Cai and mana are not enough to control the paper horse as he likes.

As for why Russell didn't help?

Let me sleep for a while, I'm a little sleepy.

He rubbed his neck and looked in the direction Wen Cai pointed. He wanted to see where the monster was?

I saw a red figure swaying on the mountain path in the distance, and Russell could vaguely smell something strange.

He sniffed it carefully twice, but he had never smelled this kind of smell before. This is really a ghost!

In order to eat gourmet food, Russell used to have full gourmet skills, so he can pretend to be the kind of Chinese master.

With the blessing of mana, his five senses have surpassed the limits of human beings. It is not an exaggeration to call him the nose of God, or the tongue of God.

He would remember the smell he had smelled once, but he had never smelled this kind of smell before.

Russell didn't dare to be careless. After all, the world is very dangerous. Although he has never ventured into it, he has seen it in Gu Long's novels.

Mom, the peerless masters all fell on the poison.

Russell held his breath and observed closely. The white figure in the distance was getting closer and closer, and made a strange sound.

Because he was closer, he could hear it more clearly. It was the sound of Suona!

Suona for mourning!

shit!

Russell's eyes froze, he wouldn't meet the legendary ghost king to get married, right?

Do you want to be so bloody?

It doesn't matter if it's just the ghost king, I'm afraid that the ghost king will bring hundreds of troops, and when the time comes, Luo Su will have to laugh to death.

Russell expressed his contempt for such a despicable tactic. If you have the ability, if you have more ghosts, I can bear it!

"Damn it, posted it today!"

Russell quickly took out the paper figurine from his bosom. These ghosts are all energy points. He has been waiting for this day for too long.

The hundreds of paper figurines in their arms have been folded for a long time, and their big knives are already hungry and thirsty.

He was not afraid, but Wen Cai beside him was dumbfounded. He just felt that the mountains and forests in the distance were a little weird.

But now he could see clearly, not far away, dozens of people in white clothes were swaying in mid-air, and finally they didn't stop, blowing suona.

That piercing voice, that sad feeling, as if someone was about to be buried.

Wen Cai's face turned pale immediately, and he found that every time he came out with his junior brother, it was extra exciting.

The last time I came out, I met more than a dozen yellow skins surrounding them.

But this time, dozens of ghosts came from the opposite side at once.

How did he know it was a ghost? Isn't this nonsense?

Wencai thinks he is a fool, but he will never think that floating in mid-air is a person, not a ghost.

You can say I'm stupid, but you can't say I'm stupid!

Wen Cai looked at the group of ghosts approaching step by step, and couldn't help but want to turn around and run away with Russell on his shoulders, just like four months ago.

Russell patted him on the shoulder. Wen Cai originally thought that the younger brother would say words of encouragement, saying that he could settle everything, and his eyes burst out with hope.

Unexpectedly, the junior brother let out a long sigh, "Senior brother, I can't run away, there is still a wave behind."

What?

Wen Cai was dumbfounded, the dozens of ghosts in the front couldn't beat them, and they came later?

He twisted his neck stiffly, and sure enough, just as the younger brother said, he saw a red figure floating in the distance.

Wearing a red wedding gown, carrying a large sedan chair eight times, she is very imposing. Although she also blows suona, she looks extraordinarily festive.

If it was normal, Wencai might come forward to ask for a wedding candy, rubbing it for a while, this is the joy of marriage.

But now, when he thinks of the ghost who barely wears the same white clothes, but blows the mourning suona, Wen Cai weeps.

It’s cold!

My private money is still useless!

Russell rubbed his nose, when did he have such a bad taste and always beat literary talents every day?

This is my dear relatives and friends, brothers and sisters!

The suona sounds of joy and mourning were getting closer and closer, Russell felt a little upset, and the literary talent beside him was even more unbearable, he couldn't sit still, and he was about to faint and fall off his horse several times.

It wasn't Russell pulling it, he might have fallen.

Russell gradually realized that something was wrong. This might not be an ordinary ghost. A familiar picture flashed in his mind.

He couldn't help but blurted out, "Red and White Shuangsha?"

It's been too long, so Russell didn't recognize it at a glance, he just regarded it as an ordinary ghost, but the irritable suona sound made him sober up a lot.

Red and White Shuangsha are not two ghosts, one black and one white, like Black and White Wuchang, but two teams of happy and mourning.

How many ghosts a team has, it all depends on luck.

The most powerful in this team are Hongsha and Baisha. Hongsha refers to the bride who died unexpectedly during the wedding, while Baisha refers to the young man who died unexpectedly during the funeral.

Weddings and funerals are originally two times of extreme emotions, and when the two meet, it is even more extreme.

With a solemn expression, Russell held Wen Cai tightly, and quietly stepped aside while driving the paper horse. He beat so many by himself, and there were two other formidable creatures.

If you count your fingers, the winning rate is [-]%, if you can't, you will die, you can't fight.

He chose to give in, but the Red and White Shuangsha tacitly surrounded him, surrounding Russell in the middle.

One side was carrying the sedan chair, the other was carrying the coffin, weeping and blowing joy at the same time, Wen Cai held his head in pain and wailed there, Russell's eyes flashed with anger.

"Bold evildoer!"

There is a way to heaven if you don’t go, there is no way to enter hell, do you really think I’m a child?

Paper Escape - 14 billion paper figurines!

ps: Hey, today because of..., let me think about it, why didn't I add more.

Lie: In the group of bigwigs at night, the bigwigs are giving lectures, saying that it is enough for Wanjun to have hands, and there are a lot of pointers.

The cute new author was confused for a while, and felt that what the boss said was right, and benefited a lot.

Truth: Watch the big guys brag, forget about the water, forgive me, Amen.

Before I knew it, I owed ten chapters, 4 words.

Tomorrow, the author must work hard to code, otherwise the calf will be 0.01 inch short.

There are so many big bosses, high-quality goods are the threshold, Wan Jun walks around, and suddenly feels the meaning of life struggle.

Go, blast more!

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

Chapter 163 You are not human

"Bold evildoer!"

Russell originally wanted them to score three points. After all, he had never fought these red and white pairs of evil spirits before, and he was afraid of losing money.

After all, capsized boats in gutters are a common occurrence in rivers and lakes.

It would be really embarrassing to be expelled by demons.