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

Having said this, Wen Cai's face became more and more bitter, and he just remembered that his junior brother seemed to be only eight years old, how could his mana be so advanced.

"Don't worry, don't worry."

Russell took out a piece of paper from his pocket. There were various strange lines on the paper, and there was a little cinnabar.

His chubby little hands were constantly folding flexibly.

Wencai found it very familiar, hesitated for a while, and exclaimed, "Isn't this master's treasure? He is usually reluctant to use it to draw talisman paper, little brother!"

"hey-hey!"

Russell chuckled, "Otherwise, why do you think my paper figurines are so powerful? Master's talisman paper is useless."

His fingers moved quickly, and the talisman paper turned into a villain, which was exactly the same as Russell's.

The villain kept making strange movements, rolled his eyes, stuck out his tongue, and fell straight backwards.

The meaning couldn't be more obvious, master, your dear apprentice is about to belch, help me!

Russell threw the paper figurine in his hand. The paper figurine sticks out its tongue, buttocks, and rushes towards the distant sky.

No matter if you can fight well or not, you should call your parents. This is the essence that Russell learned when he was fighting in elementary school.

Chapter 6 My name is Hu Tutu, come and hit me

Looking at the little paper figurine with its neck arched in the sky, Wencai found it somewhat unpleasant no matter how he looked at it.

Is this thing really reliable?

But when he thought about Uncle Jiu's compliments to his younger brother, Wen Cai felt that it was better not to think too much about it.

Quietly being a handsome boy, and having my junior brother take care of everything, it's really not too cool!

Wen Cai smiled innocently, and the chirping of the distant jungle was getting closer and closer, especially the voice of the old yellow leather man, which was particularly loud, like a child crying, which made people feel creepy.

"Junior brother, I suddenly feel urgent to urinate, I'll go to the grass on the right to make it easier."

Wencai looked at the grass on the right, where the branches and leaves were lush, and it was suitable for hiding one or two people.

"Okay!"

Russell nodded, Wencai was overjoyed, and just took two steps to the right when he heard Russell continue talking.

"I heard that weasels like to catch mice, and they like the twisting ones. The master said that their bites are painful."

Wen Cai's legs tightened, be good, if he gets bitten, Da Luo Jinxian will not be able to control this matter.

Be careful!

Looking at Russell who was blinking, Wen Cai smiled awkwardly, and decided not to go to the side for convenience.

If not.

Wen Cai felt chills all over his body and shivered suddenly. The picture was so beautiful that he really didn't dare to think about it.

"Crash!"

There was a loud noise from the woods on the left of the two of them. Russell's face tightened, and he knew without guessing that the old yellow man was coming.

"Pay off debts, kill monsters and pay with your life!"

An old voice came from the dark place, and a huge figure leaped out. Under the moonlight, Russell and Wen Cai could see it very clearly.

It was a yellow-skinned animal about the size of a cheetah, and it was different from the small one before. It had specially grown two beards, which were white and long, and its claws shone coldly, making them extraordinarily sharp.

Russell's eyelids twitched, and the stationary Tom cat jumped up, raised the pan in his hand, and went straight to the old yellow man.

Looking at Tom Cat holding the frying pan, the old Huang Pizi flashed a humanized disdain and disdain.

The paw swiped, the cold light flashed, and there was a clear and crisp sound. Tom Cat's body was divided into two halves in mid-air, and it became a broken talisman and floated to the ground.

What an old goblin!

Russell didn't expect that he would be crushed in just the second battle when he practiced the Book of Paper Figures.

Although he hadn't practiced for a few days, it proved that this old yellow man was not simple.

I'm afraid I have practiced for 100 years.

"Little brother, be careful!"

Wen Cai couldn't help but opened his mouth wide, the old yellow skin easily scratched off the junior brother's paper figurine, his eyes were fierce, and his claws slid straight to the junior junior brother's throat.

The yellow skin was extremely fast, Wen Cai clearly saw everything, but his body didn't have time to react.

Russell stood there in a daze, as if the whole person was dumbfounded. Huang Pizi's claws waved on his body. It didn't feel like cutting tofu with a knife as imagined, but like a piece of iron.

The old Huang Pizi felt wronged, and the next moment, the milk boy in front of him was emitting a strong light all over his body, and instantly knocked it into the air, and smashed it heavily on a small tree beside him.

"Crack!"

The little tree was broken in the middle, and the old yellow skin fell to the ground. It was not injured at all. Although its body was not injured, it looked solemn and looked at Russell with fear.

What exactly is going on?

Even if he cultivated from the mother's womb, it is impossible to stop him, but I have cultivated for more than 100 years.

Old Huang Pizi narrowed his eyes, and gradually he was a little uncertain about the little baby in front of him.

"Grandpa, grandpa!"

A chaotic cry came from the nearby woods, the grass swayed, and more than a dozen small yellow skins drilled out of it.

Standing on their humanized two limbs, they surrounded Wencai and Russell.

Wen Cai squeezed out a smile uglier than crying, "Speak up if you have something to say, can you not move your mouth?"

As he said that, he continued to be vigilant, looking at the group of yellow-skinned children, for fear that they would attack his lifeblood, no, move his mouth.

Russell was very calm. He looked at the vigilant old yellow-skinned man, showing his small white teeth.

"Old guy, come here if you have the ability, aren't you here for revenge?"

The old yellow-skinned boy was dressed almost the same as the little yellow-skinned boy before him, with a shabby hat on his head and rags wrapped around his body, but he had a long, slender, white beard around his mouth.

The night is dark and the wind is high. If you don't look carefully, you will look like a crooked little old man.

Old Huang Pizi's complexion darkened, he looked at Russell and said with suspicion, "Little guy, you are still young and don't understand things, so don't be too arrogant."

"mad???"

Russell waved his hand, with a helpless expression on his face, "Am I crazy?"

With a pull of both hands, he peeled off the Taoist robe on his body, only to see a golden longevity lock hanging on his neck, with various runes tattooed on it.

This thing is a good thing. Uncle Jiu wore it since he was a child, and it was made by the elders of Maoshan himself.

Russell was young and frail, so Uncle Jiu remembered the longevity lock he had when he was a child, and hung it around Russell's neck.

This is a good one.

Old Huang Pizi's pupils shrank, and his expression became more and more fearful. This thing is real, and he didn't break it with a single paw just now, "I don't know where Mr. Xiao's home is, who is in the family, how do you want to solve this cause and effect? "

Its tone was a little more tactful, and it no longer mentioned the matter of killing demons for their lives, and wanted to make this matter smaller.

The little yellow-skinned boys on the side were jumping up and down chatteringly, but after being glared at by the old yellow-skinned boy, they calmed down again.

"I?"

Russell snorted, "My name is Hu Tutu. I'm eight years old. My father's name is Hu Yingjun, and my mother's name is Zhang Xiaoli. My family lives in the first house on South Street in Renjia Town."

"If you have the ability, jump over and hit me!"

Russell looked at the old yellow skin in front of him with fiery eyes. This thing is a good thing. It has been practiced for a hundred years. As long as you hack it to death, you will definitely gain more experience than the little one before.

Maybe his paper figurine technique can be upgraded to another level.

"Boy!"

Old Huang Pizi's eyes turned cold in an instant. For more than 100 years, he has never seen such an arrogant person!

"Come and hit me!"

As if he was young and ignorant, Russell took off the longevity lock around his neck and threw it on the ground.

Can this be tolerated?

Just too arrogant!

Old Huang Pizi opened his mouth fiercely, and a cloud of scarlet mist came towards Russell, and the spreading flowers and plants withered instantly.

Russell was unhurried, and instantly pulled the Taoist robe with both hands, only to see that there were more than a dozen talismans densely pasted inside.

Old Huang Pizi was suddenly dumbfounded, and the spray from his mouth was no longer smooth.

At such a young age, to be so stubborn!

Chapter 7 There are people in our underworld

"You're so young, you're so stupid!"

Seeing that Luo Su's body was covered with spells, the old yellow man ground his teeth angrily, and his complexion became ugly. Although the little kid in front of him was small, he probably didn't have much mana.

You can use spells, and you don't need much mana at all.

Especially those talismans shone with golden light, and the old yellow skin became more and more fearful. He could see the power of talismans when he was young, and he almost died on the spot back then. If he hadn't used the fart escape technique, he would have burped.

Looking at Russell with a calm face, the old Huang Pizi arched his hands, just like a human being, "Little boy, let's not change the green mountains, and the green waters will flow forever. We will spend more time together in the future."

Although the words were nice, the old Huang Pizi looked at Russell firmly, as if he wanted to write down his appearance.

With a wave of his hand, those little yellow-skinned people started to move, and they really moved closer to the old yellow-skinned boy, giving way to the path.

Seeing that the road was let out, Wen Cai's face suddenly became happy, and he directly stretched out his hands, hugged Russell and was about to leave here.

Russell's complexion changed, and he subconsciously wanted to break away from Wencai's hand, but it was still too late, the charm on his clothes shook and fell down.

The talisman fluttered with the wind, and slowly fell on the ground. A dim light flashed, and the lines like ghostly talismans faded away, turning into pure white paper.

Paper?

Old Huang Pizi couldn't help but blinked, and was stunned.

"Run!"