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

Looking at it now, even if Uncle Jiu said that they eat children, Russell believed it, and he swallowed the zongzi in his hand with a groaning gulp, stuffing his little mouth to the brim.

No one can steal my food!

"cough!"

Uncle Jiu coughed dryly, and took out another object from his bosom, which was black and round, and slowly put it in his mouth.

Eat dirt, his ninth uncle is a professional!

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Chapter 52

"Watch carefully, I'm about to start."

Uncle Jiu ate the soil he had brought, and just wanted to show Russell what is called "The Sutra of Saving People", but found that his mouth was bulging, and he couldn't speak, so he could only nod desperately. head.

This made Uncle Jiu so happy that he almost swallowed the dirt in his mouth, but fortunately he stuck his tongue out and didn't swallow it.

If you swallow it, it will be a lot of fun.

For at least three or four days, I couldn't get out of the hut.

Russell looked at Uncle Nine's embarrassment, and shouted in his heart that something was wrong. He quickly took out the "Salvation of People" and put it in front of him, pretending he didn't see anything.

Uncle Jiu took a glance from the corner of his eye and found that Luo Su was reading the book seriously, and he was relieved that his embarrassment just now should not have been discovered.

He coughed dryly, started his performance, and reminded Russell by the way, "Every word I said is based on the above, and I remember it clearly."

Russell nodded, his left and right cheeks twitched, bit by bit digesting the food in his mouth.

Uncle Jiu took a step forward and started chatting with those figures, perhaps because they had eaten Uncle Jiu's zongzi, those figures were particularly easy to talk to, and the conversation went very smoothly.

But Russell faintly felt something was wrong.

He opened the book of saving people and read it word by word. Compared with what Uncle Jiu said, Russell suddenly discovered that this book of saving people was not a spell at all.

But Xinhua Dictionary!

To be precise, it is a dictionary of ghost language.

Uncle Jiu was speaking an authentic dialect, chatting with the ghost messenger, first came up and announced his family name, I am from Maoshan, and the other person immediately respected him.

Even if they don't know each other, they chat enthusiastically and call each other brothers.

As for whether he could understand Jiushu's dialect, only ghosts really knew.

For the first time, Russell felt what nonsense was. He kept flipping through the scriptures in his hand, and slowly guessed the meaning.

He looked at his left hand, there was a spell drawn by Uncle Jiu just now, he couldn't understand it just now, but after comparing it now, Russell finally understood what it meant.

"Don't steal children's food!"

What a simple spell!

Russell felt emotionally from the bottom of his heart, no wonder he couldn't understand the words on the Durenjing, it turned out that this thing is really a ghostly talisman.

On the other side, Uncle Jiu also finished chatting with those ghost messengers, and the ghost messengers were also willing to chat with him.

After all, I usually go out to pull ghosts, and those people can't understand what they say, so I am extremely depressed.

As for ghost messengers chatting with ghost messengers?

Come on, the underworld is only that big, how many new things can there be?

Only when you meet someone like Uncle Jiu, can these ghost messengers eat some tributes and have someone to chat with.

"Lin Daochang!"

Old lady Liu looked at Uncle Jiu, who was talking and laughing happily with the ghost messenger, with a little awe in her eyes and a little hesitation in her expression.

Uncle Jiu was taken aback, what's the matter?

"Aunt Liu, is there anything else?"

At this time, he had already guessed in his mind that it was probably related to her grandson.

Mrs. Liu hesitated for a moment. She knew that she was already a ghost, and the ghost messenger was about to go on the road. It was too much to make another request.

But she thought about the grandson who had just glanced at him and had been waiting for nearly ten months, and she couldn't help showing a pleading look.

"Russell!"

Before Old Madam Liu could speak, Uncle Jiu called out.

Russell turned over nimbly, jumped off the chair, and ran out with two short legs.

Ok?

Uncle Jiu was stunned, suffering from Qiu Sheng's dull literary talent, he couldn't react for a while, but then nodded in relief, he finally had a smart apprentice who understood without saying anything.

He smiled, turned around and chatted with the ghost messenger again, there was still half of the incense burning at the side, and there was still enough time, and the ghost servant also gave Uncle Jiu face, and did not urge him.

This face, of course, is the money in Uncle Jiu's hands!

Mrs. Liu showed joy, and hurriedly wanted to thank Uncle Jiu, but was held back by Uncle Jiu, who was not honored by the old man.

The ghosts on the side don't care at all, they are still eating zongzi leisurely, in this line of work, what they see most is the pain of parting from life and death and the regret of wanting to support their children but not being loved.

If everyone is sympathetic, then they don't have to do this job, and the whole world will be in chaos.

Who doesn't have a relative?

Who doesn't want their loved ones to stay longer?

There was a sound of hurried footsteps, and it was Luo Su who brought Mrs. Liu's son in.

The man was still holding a baby in his arms. He lowered his head, and according to Russell's instructions, he covered the child's eyes with his hands, and followed Russell closely, not daring to raise his eyes to look around.

Ghostly bad!

People who practice Taoism also need to be respected, not to mention ordinary people like them, who don't even have the ability to look directly.

"Mother!"

Looking at Mrs. Liu's figure, the man couldn't help but burst into tears again. This time, it was really parting from life to death!

"Mother, this was born by A Cui, look at it, how beautiful it is, how handsome it is!"

Russell glanced at him, no matter how handsome he was, his hair was not evenly grown, and his skin was wrinkled and ugly.

But Mrs. Liu didn't think that she was so happy that she was about to reach out to pick it up, but in the end it was all in vain.

She was stunned.

Her son was also stunned.

Uncle Jiu shook his head slightly, and with a wave of his left hand and right hand, a burst of mana directly hit Old Madam Liu's body, making the illusory figure of Old Madam Liu solidify.

Mrs. Liu trembled a little, stretched out her hand tremblingly, and really touched her grandson.

At this moment, she let out a long sigh of relief, touched her grandson with a smile, and whispered to her son.

Her son kept nodding.

The incense burnt on the table was getting lower and lower, and the ghost messengers also stood up slowly, they couldn't chat any more, they had to hurry.

Mrs. Liu walked over reluctantly, looked back, and followed the ghost messengers.

She is already a dead person, an old ghost, she can't always bother Uncle Jiu, her children and grandchildren have their own blessings, she has no regrets.

old man!I'm coming to find you.

Uncle Jiu watched the ghost messenger and Mrs. Liu leave, and reached out to take the spiritual tablet on the table beside him.

"Jia's spirit seat!"

He wiped it with his hands, and handed it to Mrs. Liu's son, "On weekdays, I burn incense and paper money, and Aunt Liu can see it from there."

"Thank you, Daoist!"

The man nodded fiercely, passed the child in his hand forward, and pleaded, "Master Dao, this child was born with some misfortune, and I hope you will name it as a good omen."

Uncle Jiu pondered, he had seen this kind of thing many times, but he had run out of good names, so what should he choose?

He thought over and over again, and thought of a satisfactory name.

"How about Liu Meng?"

The man's eyes lit up, and he immediately gave a thumbs up, "The Taoist priest is so tall and elegant!"

Uncle Jiu was a little proud, so he found the name from the Book of Songs, and it must be right.

"Puzz!"

Russell on the side was directly amused, hooligan?

My second brother's name is Cai Dao, and my third brother's name is Da Jie!

"Master, I have a good name." Russell chuckled, "Why don't you name me Liu Dahai and Gousheng as my nickname."

"People are like the sea, with the world in mind." The man muttered to himself, "A cheap name is easy to feed, a dog is left, a dog is left, a good name, a good name!"

Uncle Jiu on the side was dumbfounded. Mrs. Liu's son has a brain circuit problem. His serious name is not as good as the little apprentice just said it casually?

My mind is broken!

Chapter 53

"It's dry, be careful with candles!"

It was another dark night, and old watchman Chen Tou went to the streets again to start his daily watchman career.

It's not a good job to be a watchman. Day and night are reversed, and you can't cultivate land. With that meager salary, you can basically get enough food and clothing.

Still want to rely on that little money to go shopping in Goulan, listen to Xiaoqu, and go to the Yihong Courtyard to look for Xiaohong?

I bother!

Old Chen spurned, is this a serious watchman?

A serious watchman like him, because he never drives, only walks on two legs, and shouts everywhere with a gong.

"call!"