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

"Does it look good?"

"nice!"

It's not that Russell is lying, Dong Xiaoyu is beautiful and a famous Hong Kong star.

Qiu Sheng's heart was moved immediately, but he was still a little uneasy. He looked closely into Luo Su's eyes.

"Then tell me, the Chinese don't lie to the Chinese!"

"..."

It was indeed not a woman, but a female ghost.

"Do you want love or not!" Russell rubbed his nose and looked up into the distance. It seemed that Uncle Jiu had already discussed with Master Ren.

After all, this superficial touch has already been played by Russell into a flower, directly letting the silver armored corpse absorb all the yin energy.

The poor old man Ren was directly sucked dry, turning into an ordinary dry bone.

Even if Master Ren doesn't relocate his grave now, the situation of his Ren family will improve, at least they won't lose as much money as before.

If Mrs. Ren hadn't turned into a zombie, Uncle Jiu wouldn't have asked Qiu Shengwen to offer incense.

If Qiusheng doesn't go to burn incense, he won't meet the female ghost Dong Xiaoyu.

How could he become a famous undead knight without meeting Dong Xiaoyu?

Russell was whistling leisurely, while Qiu Sheng was secretly anxious behind him, whoever he was introducing whistled before meeting him?

No no no!

"Junior brother!" Qiu Sheng quickly grabbed Luo Su, with a flattering expression on his face, "I want it, I want it, little junior brother, please introduce me."

"Hmph, I'm very angry."

"Junior brother, don't be angry, I'll find milk for you."

Qiu Sheng was a little anxious, and suddenly remembered Russell's hobbies, and Russell rolled his eyes when he said this.

You treat me like a child!

"One more bottle."

"no problem."

Russell put his hand on Qiusheng's shoulder, pointed to a grave not far away, raised his eyebrows lightly, "Did you see that grave?"

"Look, I see."

Qiu Sheng looked at the lonely grave, and there was a black and white photo in front of the grave, and he had a bad premonition in his heart.

really.

Russell's giggles could be heard next to his ear, "You only need to burn a stick of incense in front of her grave and praise her, and this female ghost will go home with you. She is a daughter-in-law for nothing!"

On female ghost?

Qiu Sheng's face turned pale. How could anyone in this world dare to have such thoughts?

Is there really someone so courageous?

He definitely didn't dare, he swore that he would never touch any female ghost.

Qiu Sheng shook his head in panic, his voice trembling, "No, no, no, definitely not, little junior brother, don't make fun of me."

That's a female ghost, what if she sucks it dry?

Russell showed a contemptuous smile on his face, "Just pay attention to rest, you are afraid that your cow will be damaged by Tian Geng."

He snapped his fingers directly, and a paper talisman quietly appeared in his hand.

It is the yang talisman.

With this thing, coupled with Qiusheng's special physique, no matter how fat the field is, as long as it is not plowed every day, it will not be exhausted to death.

Facing the junior brother's mouth full of obscene jokes, Qiu Sheng still shook his head.

He is very timid, how could such a female ghost be able to do it?

"Hey, learn more from your seniors!"

Russell sent a small look, "Let me tell you, you have a senior named Tang, and the days are passing."

Autumn:  …

"There is also a senior surnamed Tang, who is a rabbit every day."

Qiusheng: ? ? ?

"Is this a family?"

There is a thing called inheritance.

"It's not important." Russell continued, "You still have a senior named Xu, who is better than a snake."

"There is also a buddy, the day passes the caterpillar."

"There is also a big brother, the three-legged golden toad."

"There are still a group of cats, horses, foxes, conch shells, and tigers..."

Qiu Sheng's expression became more and more strange. Although he couldn't understand, he was shocked.

This, this, this, at this moment, he felt that his three views were ruined.

"Russell!"

Ninth Uncle yelled from a distance, interrupting Russell's long speech, and also interrupting his exposition to the great seniors.

Never imagine men's greed for beauty, and some kind of curiosity-seeking psychology.

Russell patted Qiu Sheng's shoulder, with a meaningful expression on his face, "Brother, come on, if you don't like it, I can introduce you to a spider with one hundred and eight legs."

Qiu Sheng shivered violently, looked at Luo Su's leaving figure and was silent for a while, then said firmly.

"I, Qiu Sheng, will never touch half a finger of a female ghost in this life, otherwise I won't lift it!"

He followed slowly, fighting with Uncle Jiu.

But his whole mind was in a trance, and he was so frightened by the shocking words of his junior brother just now that he was absent-minded.

Does anyone really, would do that?

For some reason, Qiu Sheng was in a trance, and there was a lot of incense in his hand. When he looked up, it was the master.

Uncle Jiu looked serious, "Moving the grave is such an important matter, and you are still distracted, what are you thinking?"

Qiu Sheng opened his mouth, just about to explain, but then closed his mouth again, he can't betray his junior brother.

Seeing him like this, Uncle Jiu felt a little silent. This was once his favorite disciple, and he passed on the mantle.

Talented, but not hardworking.

"Go ahead, break ground for Mrs. Ren today, and disturb the neighbors around you. Go and burn incense on each grave."

"Let me go to burn incense?"

Qiu Sheng was startled, and couldn't help looking at the lonely grave in the distance.

"What?" Uncle Jiu raised his brows, "The wings are stiff, don't you listen to Master?"

"no no."

Qiu Sheng waved his hand quickly, took the stick of incense and left, in order not to offend the female ghost, he changed the direction specially.

"You three, you three, you three..."

Looking at the dwindling incense sticks in his hand and the dwindling grave mounds in front of him, Qiu Sheng could not help but sweat on his forehead.

At this time, there was no one on the cemetery. Uncle Jiu directed those people to carry the coffin down the mountain. He had already found a place for Feng Shui

We can move there today, we have to deal with special matters and solve them today, and we can leave Renjia Town tomorrow.

"No way?"

After Qiu Sheng finished inserting the mound in front of him, there were just three sticks of incense left in his hand, and in the entire cemetery, there was only that single mound left.

If you don't plug it in, do you keep it for yourself?

He could only bite the bullet and walked over, and saw the photo on the grave at a glance.

"So young?"

Qiu Sheng was taken aback for a moment, she was quite beautiful, and she died at such a young age.

"It's poor, I will offer you a stick of incense, don't pester you."

He bowed with both hands, stood up and couldn't help but take a look, the portrait twisted and opened his mouth to say something.

"Thank you!"

Autumn:  …

I really really don't like female ghosts!

He looked at the portrait of Dong Xiaoyu again, um, it's not impossible to discuss.

Chapter 315 Uncle Nine's Friend Is Erlang Shen

It was late at night, and people were quiet.

Qiusheng did not come back.

In the middle of the night, six hours had passed, and Qiu Sheng still hadn't come back.

Ok……

The 1000 words that cannot be described are omitted here.

It wasn't until early in the morning, when Uncle Jiu followed Russell to pack his luggage and was about to set off, that he discovered this situation.

And it was discovered only passively, because he didn't come to see Uncle Jiu off.

As Uncle Jiu's apprentice, Uncle Jiu is going to travel far away, so it is impossible for Qiu Sheng Wencai not to come to see him off. Wen Cai came, but Qiu Sheng did not come, this situation is very strange

Because Qiusheng didn't live with them, Uncle Jiu thought he had gone back to his aunt's house after planting the incense.