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

The road to Longhu Mountain was not peaceful, and occasionally Russell had to get out of the car to release water on both sides to beat the autumn wind.

His autumn wind is naturally those mountain spirits and wild monsters that appear in his perception, as well as those unlucky ghosts.

For those who do evil, just slap it, Xiaodao will send you to the underworld to meet the patriarch of Maoshan, and your energy points will soar.

Those who didn't do evil before, just slapped them into the gourd, and waited for the collective salvation to earn some Yinde points.

The slowly accumulating evil virtue made Russell want to see through it, and even remembered that the money was his lucky money.

That thing is the same as this, it is extremely difficult to save up.

Especially his wicked old mother, who would come here every year to fight the autumn wind, euphemistically saying, "Save it for you to marry a wife in the future."

Where is the daughter-in-law?

Where is the daughter-in-law?

Where is the daughter-in-law?

The New Year's money is gone, the daughter-in-law is gone, and there is nothing to play with. Let him watch anime at home alone every day.

Ah! ←_←

Pedestrians came and went on the road, some of them were nearby villagers who went to the town to go to the market.

Some are refugees, because of the continuous war and chaos, the migration of the family is dragged along.

If there is, what is it for? It’s hard to say.

For example, the old man in front of him.

Seeing Russell's carriage approaching, the old man wobbled to the front of the carriage, and made a gesture with an embarrassed look on his face. Then, under Russell's gaze, he wobbled down, fell down?

"Damn it! Your uncle! Are you touching porcelain?"

Russell let out a strange cry, and jumped directly from the carriage.

If ordinary people encounter such a situation, it is best to transfer the carriage and leave, or bypass the old man directly.

In this desolate country, the ghost knows how many people are hiding in the grass on the left and right, and what they have brought.

But Russell is not afraid!

He jumped out of the car angrily, rolled up his sleeves, and was no different from that angry boy.

Uncle Jiu yelled, "Don't bully the old man!"

He pulled up his clothes, put the straw hat on his head, hugged his coat with his hands, and muttered, "The weather in spring is getting colder and colder."

Needless to say, people depend on clothes, Jiushu's outfit really doesn't make it look like a Taoist priest.

Well, the road is so boring, we must have some fun.

"Hey, old man, what's wrong with you?"

Russell looked around for a while, but he didn't even notice the human breath.

Well, it's not professional to touch porcelain.

The old man curled up on the ground, seeing Uncle Nine and Luo Su approaching, the corners of his mouth suddenly rose slightly, rubbing his hands together, a faint pink came out.

"Ouch, ouch, I have a leg problem and I can't walk anymore, can I give you a ride?"

Made a mistake?hitchhiking?

This is nothing more than a normal thing in the countryside, after all, people's hearts are not so bad now.

Uncle Jiu's nose moved slightly, and he winked at Russell. Russell understood, and raised his right hand slightly.

On the back of his right hand, a lotus flower slowly appeared, and the petals were constantly rotating, revealing a strange luster.

It was the first magic weapon that Russell forged in the Yangtze River cave.

……

"Let this old man come up. After all, he is old and it is not convenient for him to walk."

Uncle Jiu spoke immediately, and Luo Su stopped talking, and carried the old man into the car, not to mention, it was a bit heavy.

The old man looked relieved, and nodded to the two of them to express his gratitude, "Good man, good man, I have lived for 30 years, and I have only met so many good people. I think back then..."

"and many more!"

Uncle Jiu looked at the wrinkled face of the old man in front of him, his foggy white hair, and his old appearance, and the corner of his mouth twitched.

"You, are you 30 years old?"

"That's right!" the old man scratched his head with his hands, and said confidently, "I just look older."

The carriage fell silent at that moment, and everyone stared wide-eyed, not knowing what to say.

At the age of 30, when you grow up like this, your literary talents are not as anxious as you!

The old man also seemed to feel embarrassed, he was silent for a while, and then took the initiative to take Russell's hand.

Hands are a little cold.

"Boy, how about I tell you a story, I'm a storyteller."

"It's okay, it just happens that the road is boring."

"Have you ever heard of the business of seamers?"

The old man's voice became serious, "The ancients once said that fallen leaves return to their roots, and they will be safe in the soil. After death, you will die with a whole body. If you are missing an arm or a leg, you will easily commit a taboo and bring about death. "

Seeing that Uncle Jiu and Luo Su were indifferent, the old man was startled, and then continued: "Some people have committed crimes, and some people have had bad luck. They died in various ways. The corpses are not whole, and they need to be sewn up with needles and threads."

"This is called a corpse stitcher!"

"Before I became a storyteller, I did this. I used to be young, fearless, and perfunctory, and finally suffered retribution."

"That night, it was dark and there was no moonlight. I lit a candle and sewed up the man's body overnight.

"Whoosh..."

"It turned out that someone came in. The person was empty, but he didn't have a head. He was bleeding all over his body, and the head was in his hands."

The old man suddenly blew cold air at Russell, which made Russell tremble all over, screaming and hiding behind Uncle Jiu.

Seeing that the young man was frightened, the old man laughed loudly, and then said, "Guess what happened afterwards?"

"What's the matter?"

Uncle Jiu stared wide-eyed, swallowing his saliva, both scared and curious.

"'The man' opened his mouth and asked, can my head be sewn up?"

"It was dark and windy at night, and there was no one around. Seeing that appearance, the old man was shocked, how dare he say no."

"In a hurry, he sewed the head on steadily. After talking about it, Fang sent him out of the door. He thought this matter would be over..."

Uncle Jiu and Russell couldn't help but stop breathing, and didn't notice the old man rubbing his fingers at all.

The old man smiled grimly, "I think that place is ominous, and I panicked. Just as I was about to run, I heard someone shouting from behind."

"You, you, don't go, my leg hasn't been sewn up yet!"

"When I looked back, I saw the body that I had sewed earlier moved, eyes widened, and stretched out my hand to grab my leg, 'Ah, the work is not done yet, you can't go.'"

"Hooooooooooooooooooooo..."

A miserable and strange laughter came from the old man, adding a bit of strangeness.

What a shit story!

Russell curled his lips in contempt, swung his whip, and continued to drive the carriage forward.

The wind gently blew the curtains of the carriage, and the strange thing was that there was no old man in the carriage at this time.

"It's enough for you kid to tease him a little bit, don't be too cruel, he is probably from the magic door, and he wants to snatch our car and escape."

Uncle Jiu touched the little zombie with his hand, rubbed the powder in his other hand, and said thoughtfully.

"I see, master." Russell touched his chin with his hand, how should he play with him?

Well, have you ever heard of Chu Renmei?

Chapter 340

"Old man!"

Russell looked at the old man in the carriage and couldn't help laughing, "Have you ever heard of Chu Renmei?"

The old man thought for a while, then slowly shook his head.

"She is also a poor person. Her husband cheated on her, framed her, and finally put her in a pig cage."

"The resentment lingered for a long time, and later turned into a ghost, killing the entire village overnight."

The old man pricked his mouth, "Isn't she just a female ghost?"

In this world, these days, there are a few people who run the rivers and lakes who have never seen a ghost.

Russell ignored it, and instead said to himself.

"Later, the place where Chu Renmei was buried became a local taboo. Anyone who touches the water will be cursed, and he will not be able to escape for the rest of his life!"

A chill hit, and the old man felt inexplicably cold all over, and his back was numb.

How is this going?

He told the story to scare the young man in front of him, but actually scared the young man?

As a wandering rivers and lakes, the old man couldn't hold back his face, and the two fingers kept rubbing together, almost wiping out smoke.

But Uncle Jiu and Luo Su on the opposite side looked at him quietly like this, nothing unusual.

The old man was shocked, what is going on!

The next moment, Uncle Jiu in front of him smiled strangely, burst like a bubble, and disappeared in front of him.

This……

"Illusion!"

The old man was so frightened that his pupils shrank, he turned over, crashed into the carriage, and rolled over from the speeding carriage and fell to the ground.