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

Maybe the two of them won't hold back when Uncle Jiu looks at Feng Shui today. This is Uncle Jiu's last request.

"Crackling, crackling."

Before going far, the sound of firecrackers came from a distance. Looking up, there was a newly built house there.

A group of people yelled, and came out from inside carrying something long and thin covered with red cloth on their shoulders.

Seeing Uncle Jiu staring at the family, Mr. Tao said casually, "That family used to be my student. They worked hard in the provincial capital for many years and saved some money."

"Well, houses in the provincial capital are too expensive, and we rural people can't afford them. My student hired some people with the money he saved, cut down some trees on the mountain, and built a new house."

Old Mr. Tao sighed, "I rely on this house to find a wife. If there is no house, the matchmaker will not step in his door."

He pointed his fingers far away, pointing to the long things wrapped in red cloth carried on the shoulders of those people, "Today is a good day, I specially chose today to be on the beam."

Upper beam?

Russell glanced curiously, what is this?

Be a gentleman on the beam?

"Originally I was going today, but, alas!" Mr. Tao didn't know what to think, and couldn't help wiping the corners of his eyes with his sleeve.

Uncle Jiu nodded, took a few steps forward, and stopped again.

He turned his head to look at the house, and frowned slightly, "The Feng Shui of this house is not good, it is a haunted house, and no one can live in it!"

Mr. Tao hadn't answered the sentence, but a stern shout came.

"You fart!"

Russell was taken aback, then blinked suddenly, it was the first time he had seen him dare to say such a thing about Master.

He turned his head directly, wanting to see whose fierce general this is, so fierce.

I saw a middle-aged man in a robe looking at them with displeasure, holding a brand new mahogany ladder in his hand.

Uncle Jiu rolled his eyes, and suddenly understood in his heart, he arched his hands, with an apology on his face, "I said something wrong just now, I was talking nonsense."

As the saying goes, reach out and don't hit the smiling person.

The middle-aged man was still angry and stared at Uncle Jiu fiercely, "Don't talk nonsense outside if you don't understand anything. Who do you think you are? Do you think you are Uncle Jiu?"

"uh-huh!"

The middle-aged man flicked his sleeves and snorted coldly. When he saw Mr. Tao, his attitude turned 180 degrees, and his face was full of flattery.

"Teacher, why did you come out?"

After finishing speaking, he slapped his forehead again, "Today is the auspicious day for my new house to be erected. Teacher, why don't you come here to cheer, maybe it will help your family."

"Humph!"

With a cold face, Mr. Tao waved his sleeves just like the middle-aged man just now, and said with a fake smile, "Oh, really, I don't have a student like you."

The middle-aged man was stunned for a moment, and he couldn't speak for a long time with his mouth open. He knew Mr. Tao. Mr. Tao was usually very kind. This gesture showed that he was angry.

What did I do wrong?

Mr. Tao ignored him, and stretched his left hand forward slightly, pointing in a direction, "Director Lin, please!"

Uncle Jiu nodded, turned his head to look at the new house again, shook his head, and then walked forward.

The middle-aged man blinked stupidly, "Lin Daochang? Which Lin Daochang?"

Russell pouted, ignored him, and followed Uncle Jiu straight away. Judging from the reaction of the middle-aged man just now, there is a high probability that he is the owner of the new house.

It's really sad that I can't tell the good from the bad.

But Russell also understood a little bit. After all, the new house was built by a middle-aged man all his life. He was naturally upset when he heard someone say bad things.

It's all about understanding, Uncle Jiu is his master, so don't expect Russell to show him good looks when he says that about Uncle Jiu.

"Which Lin Daochang?"

Qiu Sheng taunted from behind, Uncle Jiu almost surpassed his father in his heart, this middle-aged man almost pointed at Uncle Jiu's nose and scolded, can he not be angry?

"Of course it is Megatron Huaxia, the first Taoist leader of Renjia Town who is famous in the north and south of the river, Lin Jiulin Taoist leader!"

Qiu Sheng snorted, and left straight away. Wen Cai followed suit, hummed too, and followed with his luggage on his back.

Only the middle-aged man was left standing there, his expression changing. How could he not have heard of Uncle Jiu's name.

The middle-aged man looked at his new house, thought about the look in Uncle Jiu's eyes when he was leaving, and hesitated in his heart.

Is there something wrong with my house?

No, no, probably not.

Uncle Jiu is not a god, and he sometimes misses it! !

Chapter 101 Tomb Poison

"Uncle Jiu, what happened just now is really embarrassing."

Mr. Tao apologized in a low voice, "My student doesn't look like this usually."

Uncle Jiu nodded, expressing his understanding.

He also didn't expect that the owner of the house would hear what he said casually.

It's a bit unlucky to say such words on this happy day.

It was also fortunate that the middle-aged man had a good temper, so he just yelled at him. If he had a bad temper, he might have started a fight today.

Of course, it is not certain who will be beaten into a pig's head.

Uncle Jiu said that with his skill, it would not be a problem for one to hit ten.

Only then did Mr. Tao heave a sigh of relief. Although the man was only his student, he was still considered half of his son.

Help if you can.

A group of people walked forward, this time it went smoothly, and went straight to Mr. Tao's house.

As soon as Mr. Tao shouted at the door, an old woman and a man came out of the room immediately.

The old woman should be Mr. Tao Lao's wife.

And that young man, whom Russell knew, was the one who came to look for Uncle Jiu two days ago. At that time, Russell was teasing the chicken inside, just took a look.

Russell only glanced at them, and found that their eyes were red, their sleeves were a little wet, and they probably cried a lot.

I'm afraid something serious happened at home.

"Lin Daochang!"

Uncle Jiu nodded slowly, and just about to enter the door, he suddenly stopped, and looked up at the top of Mr. Tao's house, lost in thought.

Mr. Tao was startled, and looked it over carefully, but he didn't find anything unusual on it.

"Daozhang, but what did you find?"

Mr. Tao knew that with the naked eye, he must not have seen as much as Taoist Jiushu, so he was a little worried, so he couldn't help asking.

Uncle Jiu shook his head, "I already have a guess in my mind, it's hard to say at the moment, I need to look again."

After finishing speaking, he directly stepped into Mr. Tao's house.

Russell looked at the door of his house thoughtfully. There was a yellow air around the door beam, which was particularly conspicuous.

This was the first time he had seen it.

I don't know what.

Uncle Nine was doing business, so Luo Su didn't want to ask, so he followed silently and walked into Mr. Tao's house.

Mr. Tao's house is not big, that is to say, there is a courtyard in the middle, two wing rooms on the left and right, a main hall in the middle, and a hut in the corner.

Before entering the room, I heard the voice of the crying woman inside, looking extremely sad.

Uncle Jiu stopped in the courtyard and didn't move forward. There are female relatives in other people's homes, so they are not allowed to break into the room at will.

Mr. Tao gave a wink, and the old woman walked into the room immediately, and after a while, a three or four-year-old child was carried out of it.

The child's face was withered and yellow, his eyes were dull, as if he was seriously ill.

Mr. Tao Lao who was beside him couldn't help but choked up his voice in an instant. He can be said to be the grandson of an old man, and he is a single family member.

On weekdays, the baby is very precious, it can be said that if you hold it in your hand, you are afraid of flying, and if you hold it in your mouth, you are afraid of melting.

But during this period of time, his baby's lifeblood seemed to be possessed by an evil spirit. He didn't want tea or food, and even slept with his eyes open.

The doctor in the village looked for it, the doctor in the town looked for it, and they all shook their heads, expressing that they were helpless.

The middle-aged man I met before specially invited a doctor back from the provincial capital. The doctor studied Western medicine.

All kinds of instruments were used, and the medical books in his hands were almost broken, so he could only shake his head helplessly.

Speaking of this matter, I need to dig out Iike Newton to explain this unscientific thing.

The doctors couldn't cure them, and the villagers talked a lot. Some people said that the Tao family had done something to offend the ghosts and gods, and that these things happened because the family members were haunted by evil spirits.

On weekdays, Mr. Tao would definitely reprimand them.

The son does not say strange powers and chaotic spirits.

But seeing that his precious grandson was getting thinner and thinner, he was about to die, and the family was crying all day long, Mr. Tao was so angry that he smashed the statue of Confucius, fuck your mother's son Confucius!

Fortunately, an old man in the village mentioned it, maybe it's a matter of Feng Shui, she saw it once when she was young.

But it's not good to say, it may be haunted by ghosts, these things must be invited to the Taoist.

The Taoist there?

Uncle Nine!

Uncle Jiu just took a look at the little doll, and his mind was made up.

He nodded in the expectant eyes of the Tao family, and said confidently, "Don't worry too much about small things."

Everyone burst into laughter, and even the crying in the room stopped.

"Uncle Jiu, what's going on, Xiaoyun?"

Mr. Tao asked in a low voice, he really wanted to know, what caused his precious grandson to end up like this?