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

"Grandpa Immortal!"

At this time, all the people knelt down, and those who kowtowed were louder and louder than each other, praying continuously in their mouths.

"Grandpa Immortal, I want to get promoted and get rich."

"I want a big fat boy."

"I want to have a daughter-in-law, young, beautiful and rich!"

"Grandpa Immortal, I don't ask too much, as long as I can control three thousand a day!"

The corner of Russell's mouth twitched, he flicked his sleeve fiercely, and gave Old Butler Li a wink to show him what he had done.

This old housekeeper Li is also a fine person, he clapped his hands fiercely, and several people stood up from the crowd immediately, they took out their guns and slapped the sky a few times.

The foreign gun that spewed sparks immediately brought people back to their senses.

Mr. Li shook his hands violently, and shouted angrily, "Master Li sincerely begged for this immortal Taoist priest. You are not sincere, what are you doing around here!"

Everyone raised their heads unwillingly, they were gods when they were useful, and they were nothing when they were useless.

Butler Li waved his hand again, "Go down quickly, don't disturb the Taoist priest's practice, if you follow the evil spirits and run away, be careful that your lives will be lost."

"To ask the gods to do things, you must be sincere. As for what this sincerity is, you should go back and weigh it carefully."

These words are extremely beautiful, and the weight is well-balanced.

Everyone's eyes lit up one after another, as if they had thought of their own sincerity, and they left here one after another under the expulsion of the Li family.

Without the crowd watching, Si Mu retracted his hands behind his back and rubbed his wrists constantly.

Such a posture is really tiring, I really don't know how his senior brother persisted?

But this feeling is also very good, the appearance of the master, at least no one dares to say that he is not a good person!

Looking up at the full moon in the sky, I couldn't help being amazed, my eyes were full of surprise, "Little nephew, you, your paper man art..."

For a while, he couldn't find a suitable word to describe it. This was simply a piece of paper for the opening, and he made up all kinds of supernatural powers and spells at will.

Luo Xiang also had a strange look in his eyes, showing a trace of solemnity, but he hid it better, "I don't know who the Taoist leader is, but he is so amazing!"

"Mao Shan, an ordinary little Taoist priest!"

Russell said calmly, and walked directly into the room, leaving Luo Xiang with a twitching corner of his mouth.

Are you mediocre?

Do you have any misunderstandings about mediocrity?

Russell didn't know Luo Xiang's thoughts, he didn't see anything unusual about this person, in fact, there was a little bit.

It's just that his name is ridiculous, which made Russell look at him twice more.

Walking into the room, a light cluster of lightning flashed in the room, and within it, the source of darkness, the middle-aged man was still roaring silently.

Russell slowly squatted in front of him, looked up, down, left, and right at the middle-aged man, and couldn't help frowning.

Because he opened his eyes, but he couldn't see any ghost aura. If the strange phenomenon of the middle-aged man in front of him was not a ghost, it couldn't be justified.

He turned his head and looked at Si Mu, who was so experienced that Si Mu couldn't help shaking his head.

Although I don't know if it was a ghost who took his life, but this person's experience is really miserable, and this miserable end is almost catching up with Ling Chi!

Just as the two were contemplating, Luo Xiang came over with a sad face, covering his face with his hands, his voice choked up, "I, my father is, I deserve death."

"Ok?"

Facing this Luo Xiang who repeatedly uttered shocking words, Luo Su and Si Mu couldn't help blinking.

He was about to kill his father just now, but now that his father died so badly, do you still say that he deserved his death?

Damn, you are such a big boy!

Luo Xiang shook his head, "Have you heard of the ghost knocking on the door a few days ago?"

Ghost knocking?

Russell looked back at the four eyes, and the four eyes were also surprised, because he just told Russell about this matter.

"Actually, what you heard was all lies, and it wasn't that ghost who did the harm!"

Luo Xiang has adjusted his mentality at this time, turning from sadness to a calm narrator.

"My father and that man are good friends, and there is also an uncle surnamed Wang. That man often likes to look for flowers and willows outside, and he goes to the Xunchun Building in the city to be cool."

"After a long time, the man fell in love with a young one and wanted to take her as his concubine."

"As a result, it just happened that the policy did not allow it, so the matter was left alone."

"The man faced his first wife every day, and the more he looked at him, the more disgusted he became, and he finally thought of a way."

Luo Xiang paused for a moment, looking at the middle-aged man in front of him with broken arms and legs, lack of heart and lungs, and bleeding from all seven orifices.

"He thought of a way to let my father and Uncle Wang defile that woman at night, and wanted to use this as an excuse to threaten that woman to make peace."

At this moment, 1 grass mud horses passed by in Russell's heart. How could there be such a person in this world?

Tauren?

"That woman was very staunch. The man didn't expect that. Later, he was afraid that the matter would be exposed, so he killed the woman directly."

"I was nailed to death in a coffin with a long nail."

Simu couldn't help cursing, "What a fucking beast!"

"It's worse than a beast!" Luo Xiang pointed to the squirming middle-aged man in front of him, "That man and my father will end up like this."

"If possible, please give him a happy one."

Russell nodded, and when he closed his right hand, the thunder light jumped and lashed at the person like a long whip.

Every time a long whip goes down, there will be bursts of black air, and the person who hit him screams silently.

After several more whips, the man fell to the ground with a thud, and there was no more sound.

He was completely dead, the kind of soul-stirring.

"Where is that Wang?"

Four eyes seemed to think of something, turned to look at Luo Xiang, wanting to get some news from him.

Luo Xiang shook his head, "I don't know, and I don't want to know."

He slowly closed his eyes, "My father committed such a thing, I have no face to stay here, and I don't want to care about these things anymore."

The four eyes nodded, and just about to say something, they noticed that the little nephew Luo Su was looking at Luo Xiang thoughtfully.

He narrowed his eyes and stopped his mouth immediately.

After chatting for a while, Luo Xiang left. As soon as he walked away, Si Mu couldn't help but speak anymore.

"Little nephew, does he have a problem?"

"Ah."

Russell looked at Luo Xiang's back, and responded softly.

The four eyes tilted and the head tilted, thinking left and right, but he didn't notice anything unusual. The man didn't seem to have magical powers, nor did he seem to be possessed.

"What's the problem?"

"Hard to say."

Four Eyes:  …

"Wait a little longer, it's almost dawn, he can't wait!"

His four eyes flickered, and he thought of a possibility, "You mean that Wang is on this boat?"

"You want to save him?"

"No!" Four eyes patted his mouth with his right hand, and yawned directly, "I'm about to fall asleep, I don't see anything, I don't know anything."

"It's a coincidence, so am I!"

Russell and the four eyes looked at each other and smiled tacitly.

……

Beside the boat, the sky had gradually revealed a trace of white. A man quietly slipped onto the deck, looked around, turned over and wanted to get off the boat.

Suddenly, a hand touched his shoulder silently, and the man didn't turn his head, and suddenly took out the knife in his arms and stabbed him back.

It was stabbed, but not completely. The man tried several times, but the sharp knife was like cutting into a steel plate, unable to advance an inch.

The man was terrified, but he couldn't move. A voice appeared next to his ear, "Uncle Wang, go to hell!"

"He has no son at all, who are you! Don't kill me, I have money! No! I was wrong...ah!"

Chapter 182 Destined Dung...

Its daybreak.

The whole ship became active. Unlike before, the current crew members are very active.

It is the kind of activity with hope.

Because they know that there is a fairy living on the boat, a very powerful kind of fairy, you can see it.

So what if the Tathagata and the Jade Emperor are powerful?

Anyway, I can't ask for it, but I can ask for this one in front of me. Everyone is active and busy with various things, quietly preparing their sincerity there.

But at this time, a small accident occurred.

One person came to the stern of the boat as usual, wanting to pick up the net he cast yesterday and walk on the river. Fish is an indispensable meal.

He slowly retracted the net, always feeling that the net was a little heavy, and when he pulled it up hard, he pulled out a bloody skeleton.

He could no longer see his face, and from time to time there were fish scrambling over his body, scrambling to be the first, as if there was some panacea on the dead man.

"What a goddamn bad luck!"

The man didn't care, and kicked the dead body down.

He often goes on boats, and it's not normal for him to see no dead bodies in a day!