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

Aren't you looking for a blind man to look at the physiognomy, saying that you were born by your parents and you are talking nonsense there?

Russell rolled his eyes, why does he feel that the master has become more and more naughty recently, and he is disrespectful to the old.

I used to be such a serious and serious master!

……

The carriage moved forward for a while, Uncle Jiu slightly opened the curtains, looked at the gradually increasing number of pedestrians in the distance, and looked again.

"It seems that we have arrived at a big city again. After driving for so long, I can finally take a hot bath, eat something good, and enjoy myself!"

"It's just that I don't know which city it is."

Russell: ...

"Master, you go to Longhu Mountain, the old heavenly master is your Taoist partner, you don't know where the road to Longhu Mountain is?"

It's outrageous!

"We met before, when we were traveling around the world."

Uncle Jiu was confident and confident, "We used to take the road in the mountains. If I hadn't taken you on the road this time, I wouldn't have lost my way."

"get lost???"

"Cough." Uncle Ninth coughed awkwardly, his left and right eyes drifted, "I watched the stars at night, and the two of us probably didn't go astray. If you ask, you can still find it."

I really really don't blame him, he has stayed in Renjia Town for more than ten years, he is an old otaku, and the outside is not calm, there has been wars, and the changes are extremely fast.

Getting lost is also normal.

Well, yes, that's it, I really don't blame him, Lin Jiu!

Russell: (*￣ro￣) picking booger

The big city is getting closer and closer, and the flow of people has also increased. The current city gate is not as bloody as in the TV series. It is guarded by puppet soldiers, and it is relatively easy.

Especially Uncle Jiu was still wearing a Taoist robe, a Taoist crown on his head, and a mahogany sword in his hand. Few people dared to step forward with this outfit.

Taoist priests were originally the guests of princes and generals. There are many believers in the country and their influence is extremely far-reaching. They are not easy to pinch at all.

Especially in this era of ghosts and gods, even though there are very few gods descending to earth, people still believe in the constant occurrence of ghosts and ghosts.

Anyway, it's just one sentence, Taoist priests can't be messed with.

"Ok?"

Not a while after the two of them entered the city, Uncle Jiu suddenly sat up straight, looked into the distance, and let out a sound of surprise.

"What's the matter, master?"

"When you see an interesting person, look over there."

Following Uncle Jiu's guidance, Russell looked up and saw a middle-aged man sitting in front of a booth, opposite a middle-aged woman, and a child behind him.

The middle-aged man was muttering something there, and the woman he was talking about was full of panic, and she couldn't stop bowing her hands there.

A flag fluttered in the wind.

"Sackcloth God's Fortune"

This made Russell laugh. They had only come into contact with the Mai Sect not long ago, and the Mai Sect had fallen to only two disciples.

One is called Chuyi, and the other is called Shiwu. Where did this Maimen come from?

Russell looked carefully again, hey, he almost amused him.

There is no fluctuation in the whole body, the magic weapon in the hand has no reaction, and the yellow talisman has no aura, it is all fake.

Isn't this a liar?

Russell lacked interest, and looked at Uncle Jiu in surprise, what a big deal.

He walked all the way, and saw countless liars, robbers, and beggars, all of whom were trying to live, so he couldn't meddle in their own business.

"No!"

Uncle Jiu looked at the three of them, narrowing his eyes slightly, "I think they might have a bloody disaster!"

"I'll give you a yellow talisman to keep you safe. It only costs nine yuan."

Hearing Russell's teasing, Uncle Ninth gave him a brain break without a good tone.

"Fuck off!"

He, Lin Jiu, a serious Maoshan Taoist priest, how could he be a liar like Jiang Hu?

Uncle Jiu touched the curtain and got out of the car, and walked towards the three of them. Russell didn't want to meddle in other people's business, but he had a heart to watch the excitement, so he followed along.

Before he got close, he heard the middle-aged man sigh, "Old girl, I see you have a bloody disaster. I have a pair of yellow talismans here to keep you safe."

Uncle Nine:  …

Chapter 343 You Can See People Really Accurately

"Look, your forehead is black. There must be some trouble at home recently."

The fortune teller pinched his fingers and looked at the woman opposite and shook his head.

"Yes, yes, yes." The woman nodded in a flustered manner.

There has been a lot of turmoil at home recently. My husband is seriously ill, so I can't see it well. The pillar of the family has collapsed, but it's not a disaster!

The woman looked extremely excited, "Master, you are the master, and you are just like what they said, like a fairy."

"Where."

The fortune-teller's eyes were lowered, and the corners of his mouth were raised slightly, concealing his secret joy.

He didn't rush, and continued to pinch his fingers slowly, "I'll pinch my fingers, um, your surname is Liu?"

"Yes, yes, the master is too accurate!"

"Let me see your lottery, ah, tsk tsk."

With a sigh, the provoking woman immediately swallowed her saliva, feeling extremely nervous.

"I look at your birth date. You are 33 years old this year. It is an unlucky year. The last time was ten years ago. Did you encounter a catastrophe?"

What he said was a hidden mystery.

Ten years ago, how many people could remember what happened ten years ago.

If you encounter difficulties, you must be deeply impressed, and you will hit the mark as soon as you say it.

If you don't encounter a big difficulty, just change the subject and say that there is a noble person to help you to overcome this difficulty, so if you want to get through this difficulty, you still need to find a noble person.

Who is that noble man?

It's not his fortune teller who has the final say!

Sly, complacent, and subtle greed flashed in the fortune-telling eyes.

He has been staring at this woman for several days, and runs to the pharmacy every day, and the pharmacist gives him an excuse. The husband at home is sick and has no siblings, so she is the only woman who comes out to help.

A village girl who can't read big characters, running around with medicine money on her body, isn't this a fat sheep?

So what if you bring your son with you?

Little brat, little grandpa, when I came out to be a liar, you didn't know if I came out!

The fortune teller glanced at the woman's chest. It was bulging, and she must have brought a lot of money.

You have to cheat her out!

"Oh my god, Master, you are so right!"

The progress was exceptionally smooth, the woman slapped her thigh fiercely, and she believed in what the fortune teller said.

Unfortunately, ten years ago, her hometown was hit by a drought. There was no food in the fields, and she almost starved to death.

Is it not a big problem?

"Master, master, you must save me and help me tide over this difficulty. If my man dies, I, I..."

The woman broke down in tears, and pulled the boy behind her with her hand, "Hurry up and intercede to Master."

That young man was also a ruthless character. He knelt on his knees and kowtowed on the spot, ignoring the surprised eyes of passers-by.

However, there were not many people talking about it, but they were amazed there.

"Oh, he is really a dutiful son!"

"It's worth it for that man to have such a son."

"The master is really a god, the calculation is really accurate."

"That's right, that's right, you're really accurate at judging people!"

"Wonderful, I'm worried about my bad fortune recently, so I just asked Master to do the math for me."

There was a lot of discussion among the people, which made the fortune teller even more proud.

He took a yellow talisman from the table and handed it to the woman, "I think your family is suffering from a disease?"

"exactly."

The woman nodded her head like a chicken pecking rice, and looked at the yellow talisman eagerly.

This is not a yellow talisman, it is clearly the life of his family!

"This yellow talisman, as long as..."

"Wait!"

Hearing a majestic voice from behind the crowd, Uncle Jiu squeezed in, put his hand together, and directly pulled the boy who kept kowtowing up.

He was wearing a Taoist robe, and the moment he appeared on the stage, the face of the fortune teller changed, and he was a little uneasy sitting or standing.

"Big sister, give me the money quickly, I will give you this yellow talisman, as long as you drink it, your husband will be cured!"

The woman suddenly came to her senses, and hurriedly took out the money from her pocket, and was about to hand it to the fortune teller. Uncle Jiu hurriedly reached out to stop it, but was pushed away by the woman.

She glared at her, "You, you, what are you doing?"

"This yellow talisman is fake, it can't cure the disease."