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

Uncle Jiu continued, "Then there is no way to solve the matter of the ghost marriage that night, and I can't get away from it."

"what?"

Mao Shanming stared, and couldn't solve the matter of the ghost marriage. Aren't you going to let him die?

Immediately, he became more and more dissatisfied with Uncle Jiu in his heart, what kind of shit is a real person!

In order to find the dragon veins of some kind of bird, I lost my life!

Uncle Jiu, it's really not a thing!

He cursed in his heart, but on the surface he remained calm, this was a skill he had learned from working hard at the bottom.

"Let me think of a way."

Uncle Jiu pondered quietly, took out a piece of characters from his pocket, tapped a little bit of cinnabar in the bamboo tube with his hand, and carefully tattooed a few strokes on it.

Seeing this, Mao Shanming's eyes lit up, and his heart became ecstatic. He had heard that Uncle Jiu's spell was the spirit of the top and one.

If you take it out and sell it, you must get a good price, and you will definitely not worry about eating and drinking.

As for the troubles caused by the ghost marriage?

Mao Shanming already has a countermeasure, a very, very good countermeasure.

Uncle Jiu is also a veteran at drawing talismans. He doesn't need a brush, but just draws lightly with his hands, and a complex talisman will appear.

How complicated is it?

Russell tilted his head and looked at it for a long time, but he didn't know what the painting was about.

He scratched his head depressedly, and couldn't help muttering in a low voice, "What the hell kind of talisman is this?"

He was depressed at first, but when he saw Uncle Jiu's upturned mouth, he suddenly realized in his heart that his grandma is a dog's leg, and this is really a ghost drawing - a blind drawing!

Uncle Nine's routines are really the head teacher's summer homework—one set after another.

Russell folded his hands in front of his chest, he wanted to see what Uncle Nine would do next.

In other words, when Uncle Jiu accepted him as his apprentice, what kind of routine did he do, why didn't he have any impression?

The spell was drawn very quickly, and it can't be called a spell, but it is actually a ghostly drawn charm, which has no effect.

But Mao Shanming didn't understand. He licked his face and said flatteringly, "Uncle Jiu, with this charm, will it be fine?"

Uncle Jiu nodded, a trace of heartache flashed across his face, he seemed a little reluctant, he hesitated for a long time before giving the talisman paper to Mao Shanming.

"If you don't need it, don't use it as much as possible. This thing is very precious, and I have hurt a lot of vitality!"

As soon as Mao Shanming looked up, he found that Uncle Jiu was pale and coughed twice from time to time.

Immediately afterwards, Uncle Jiu drew a circle at the entrance of the cave with a branch, and said earnestly, "You stay in the circle, and Russell and I will go up the mountain to find the dragon veins. When we come back, we will take you back to the village to redeem your sins."

How to atone?

After all, he stole someone's body.

Uncle Jiu thought for a while, "You can help them grow vegetables, chop firewood, and buy some energy."

"Good talk good talk!"

Mao Shanming nodded quickly, a hint of ridicule flashed in his eyes.

Bad old man, do you think I am Monkey King?

Ha ha!

Chapter 253 Encountering a 'Beauty' on the Road

There was a mocking flash in Mao Shanming's eyes, but he didn't notice it. Behind him, Russell also looked at him mockingly.

However, he stood behind Mao Shanming and was not noticed. Even if he was not standing behind him, it would be difficult to see.

Why is Russell still a dwarf now? Although he has surpassed his peers, he is still a child!

At least it is impossible to drive a car, a big car, or a car to the kindergarten.

When Uncle Jiu drew the circle, Russell clearly saw two branches appear above Mao Shanming's head.

One is rich and prosperous, while the other is constantly beating blood red. This is the famous bloody disaster in the legend.

Russell narrowed his eyes slightly. This was the first time he had observed such luck. The people he had seen before were all mediocre and on schedule.

Soon, he understood why such a thing happened.

There is a situation in Feng Shui called borrowing luck.

Some people with great luck, through his influence, will make some people who are not lucky enough to become lucky and go smoothly.

This is also the so-called encounter with a noble person, great luck!

Obviously, Uncle Nine, who has been blessed with meritorious deeds, is a nobleman of Mao Shanming. If he can grasp it, it will definitely be different in the future.

But can he handle it?

Russell looked at the blood red constantly beating above his head, and couldn't help shaking his head silently. This chance is too great, young man, you can't grasp it!

Originally, he was looking at Mao Shanming, but when he glanced over the two young men carrying the corpse, Russell saw something strange.

Directly above the heads of those two people, a coquettish blood red was constantly jumping.

It was the bloody disaster!

Russell couldn't help but fell into deep thought, what's going on?

"Uncle Jiu, the two of us are fine."

While Russell was thinking, the two had already put down the coffin and put the younger sister's body inside.

The spreading mountain road was very rugged, but the two of them were strong, so it was easy to carry the corpse down.

Especially since there is my own sister lying here, no matter how hard or tired she is.

Uncle Jiu nodded, and said, "You two go back first, and you can just bury them in the original places, and the feng shui will be good."

"I'll just take a look around on this mountain, and I'll go down in a while, and I don't need to report to the police. I will take him to apologize to you."

He, of course, is Mao Shanming.

Stealing a dead body is not a trivial matter. If you report it to the official, you will at least be locked in a prison and receive fifty bucks.

The two looked at Mao Shanming angrily, bowed respectfully to Uncle Jiu, and were about to walk down with the coffin.

"Wait a minute!"

Russell stopped the two of them, turned over in his arms with his right hand, and took out a round paper figurine.

This can't be called a paper man, maybe it's called a paper face. It's round and has a very simple expression. It has two big crooked eyes and a crooked mouth.

There are only three strokes, but no matter how you look at it, you feel that it is not serious.

Uncle Jiu on the side was also dumbfounded, his spell is a ghost drawing charm, Russell this...

"I'm a funny paper man, put this in your coffin, so that your younger sister can laugh happily even under the nine springs!"

Russell was talking nonsense in a serious manner, listening to the two young men almost kneeling, kneeling and thanking them.

Under the Nine Springs, what a precious gift this is.

The two boys went down the mountain slowly. Uncle Jiu looked at the sky and said to Russell, "Let's go, let's go to the top of the mountain and have a look, maybe the dragon's veins are on it."

"it is good!"

Uncle Jiu took a step up, turned his head and warned the dishonest Mao Shanming, "Don't run around until I come back, I'll be back in a while."

"Good talk good talk!"

Mao Shanming's heart was full of joy, but his expression was very solemn. From that look, it seemed that he was sincerely repenting.

Uncle Jiu took a deep look at him, and without any further persuasion, he turned his head and looked up the mountain.

What he said was all the truth. The hole just now was very shallow, and the dragon veins were not in this place, so we had to look for them.

Russell also followed behind. Feng Shui is knowledgeable. As the saying goes, one can only see the whole situation when one sees the whole situation.

If it comes to future generations, this Feng Shui will look much better, because there are satellite maps, what kind of trend is clear at a glance.

However, now I can only walk.

Uncle Jiu and Russell climbed step by step. Fortunately, they are strong and strong, but they are nothing.

The road up the mountain is relatively remote, with few people and almost none. The road that can go straight is winding and winding, and you can see a few wild guys from time to time.

Blind Xiong didn't see it, but he did see a tiger.

On the other side of the mountain, on a boulder, basking lazily in the sun.

When Russell saw it, his eyes were full of novelty. The tiger also saw Russell. After a few seconds, the tiger looked away lazily.

It seems to be full.

"Ugh."

Russell sighed, looking at his little fist, "Master, why didn't it come over, otherwise, we would have tiger meat to eat."

He licked his mouth, and went down the Yangtze River by himself, eating through the Yangtze River all the way, eating too much swimming in the water, and still missing running in the forest.

Uncle Jiu glanced at him, and shook his head helplessly. When the tiger met Russell, it could be regarded as meeting its nemesis.

It's also fortunate that it didn't rush over, otherwise, there would be an extra meal tonight.

There are too many tigers in the mountains. He traveled all over the world, but he encountered many of them. Basically, he could touch them from the top of the mountain.

Killing one and leaving one less can be regarded as eliminating harm for the local people.

The tiger basking in the sun doesn't know that he escaped a catastrophe today because of laziness.

On the other side, Mao Shanming ran fast and smiled arrogantly, "Hahahaha, Uncle Nine, Uncle Nine, don't be so stupid."

Atonement?

Are you kidding me, am I uncomfortable when I run down the mountain?

who do you think You Are?

Mao Shanming thought clearly, as long as he found a house to hide in, the ghosts might not necessarily find him.