A Manga Doctor

Wencai really has no idea in his heart!

...modified in an hour

"Great, Big Brother Mo, you don't want to compete with us for Tingting anymore?"

Wen Cai suddenly cried out in surprise.

Since Wen Cai was "only" 20 years old a few years ago, and Qiu Sheng was only 19 years old, after reporting their ages to each other, Mo Fei naturally became "Big Brother Mo".

Although in terms of literary talents, Mo Fei feels that the "Brother Mo" is a bit ashamed...

"Fool!" Qiu Sheng slapped Wen Cai across the face and said, "Brother Mo means, just get on the bus and don't buy a ticket!"

"Eh?" Wen Cai stared at Mo Fei with wide eyes.

Is this something that people do?

"Haha, I'm just kidding, you don't take it seriously, do you?"

Murphy touched the tip of his nose and smiled.

"Okay, stop messing around! Forget about refining the corpse...it's not the right way!" Uncle Jiu shook his head, then turned to Qiu Sheng and Wen Cai and said, "You two, go prepare paper, pens, ink, knives and swords."

"I need a way to suppress the corpse's aura, otherwise it will rise up tonight!"

Qiusheng and Wencai looked at Uncle Jiu in bewilderment.

"It's just yellow paper, red pen, black ink, kitchen knife, and wooden sword, don't you understand all of this?" Uncle Jiu slapped Qiu Sheng and Wen Cai twice, hating iron for being weak.

"Master, then you can just say it straight, why do you use the abbreviation?" Qiu Sheng and Wen Cai held their heads and cried out.

Of course they knew the commonly used things like yellow paper, red pen, black ink, kitchen knife, and wooden sword, but when Uncle Jiu used the abbreviation for practitioners, they were confused.

The two ran out of the mourning hall and went to prepare things.

Looking at the backs of Qiusheng and Wencai leaving, Uncle Jiu sighed and said, "Sooner or later, I will be pissed off by the two of them!"

This sentence has almost become Uncle Jiu's catchphrase, and Mo Fei hears Uncle Jiu say a few words every now and then.

However, Mo Fei felt that Uncle Nine did spoil Qiusheng and Wencai too much, which caused the two of them to have no sense of awe in their hearts, and they were sloppy in doing things. They didn't know how many disasters they had to make before they could truly grow up and become independent Taoist priests.

Yizhuang is Jiu Shu's old lair, so these things are naturally not lacking. Soon Qiusheng and Wencai gathered together and came back.

Uncle Jiu changed into a yellow Taoist robe and began to practice.

He wiped the neck of the big cock with a knife, and took a bowl full of cock blood with a porcelain bowl.

After making a formula, he picked up the glutinous rice with his hands, lit it on the candle, and the flame was drawn into the porcelain bowl filled with chicken blood.

Then pour the ink into the chicken blood bowl, face the flame, and stir evenly.

Finally, under the illumination of the gossip mirror, pour the mixture of chicken blood and ink into the ink fountain.

"You two, use this ink fountain thread to flick on the coffin." Uncle Jiu handed the ink fountain to Qiu Sheng and Wen Cai.

"Remember, the entire coffin must be played, and there must be no omissions!"

"Don't worry, Master, everything is taken care of by us." Qiu Sheng and Wen Cai nodded.

"Yeah." Uncle Jiu nodded and left in peace.

Murphy sighed secretly.

With all due respect, Ninth Uncle, you trust your two apprentices.

After Uncle Jiu left, without much effort, Qiu Sheng and brothers Wen Cai bounced the coffin up and down on the ink fountain line.

"Okay, it's over." Wen Cai put down the ink fountain line.

"See if there is anything missing?" Qiu Sheng asked.

"Oh, there is indeed one thing I missed." Wen Cai slapped his thigh, as if thinking of something.

"Where is it?" Qiu Sheng asked.

When Qiu Sheng approached, Wen Cai suddenly flicked his ink-stained finger on Qiu Sheng's face, and there were several ink spots on Qiu Sheng's face.

"Okay, you!" Qiu Sheng was furious immediately, and immediately wanted to find Wen Cai to settle the score.

So the two of them fought and walked out of the mourning hall...

"I knew that I shouldn't have too many illusions about two people."

Mo Fei shook his head, his blue eyes flickered, and the ink fountain left behind by Qiu Sheng and Wen Cai floated up automatically, and bounced Ren Weiyong's coffin onto the ink fountain line.

Although it is easier for a hero to save the beauty to win a woman's heart, Mo Fei doesn't need that kind of low-end manipulation, he can be invincible all over the world with just one face.

So he doesn't need to let the mighty zombie out of the cage, kill Ren Fa, marry the beautiful girl, and occupy the property of the Ren family...

Although that guy Ren Fa doesn't look like a good person, and he probably did a lot of bad things...

But it was his old father-in-law after all.

……

midnight.

The moon hangs high in the sky, casting hazy moonlight.

The woods were rustling by the wind.

A gust of dark wind suddenly blew into the mourning hall, causing the long-burning lamps placed to flicker.

Wen Cai, who was guarding the mourning hall, just pulled the quilt, turned over, and then continued to snore.

"Boom!"

Inside Ren Weiyong's coffin, came a dull voice.

Wencai didn't notice anything.

Well, his snoring was much louder than that.

"Dong dong!"

There were a few more digging and smashing sounds from inside the coffin.

"Boom--!"

With a loud noise, Uncle Jiu opened his eyes from the room, sat up all of a sudden, rolled his eyes, and thought of something.

He put on his single clothes and hurried to the mourning hall where Ren Weiyong's coffin was placed.

Uncle Jiu carefully inspected Ren Weiyong's coffin, and he was relieved to find no traces.

Ren Weiyong was also bullying and fearing the hard, Wen Cai was sleeping there, and he smashed the coffin desperately, but when Uncle Jiu came, he immediately remained motionless and pretended to be dead.

Uncle Jiu turned around, looked at Wen Cai who was still sleeping soundly, shook his head amusingly, went forward to cover Wen Cai with the quilt, and said to himself, "Sleeping like a pig, this kind of person is the worst!" It is perfect for guarding the Yizhuang!"

……

The next day.

After breakfast, Uncle Jiu took Qiu Sheng, Wen Cai, and Mo Fei to find Ren Fa.

Finding a suitable grave for Ren Weiyong is by no means an easy task. At least Uncle Jiu walked a lot of places yesterday, but he still hasn't found anything.

Renjia Town is worthy of being the Renjia Town of the Ren family. The Ren Mansion is quite luxuriously built, almost like a manor in England.

Of course, it wasn't as big as the Earl's Manor that Murphy and Evelyn bought in England, and the Ren family should have everything.

"Wow, Tingting's house is so big and grand, it must be worth a lot of money!" Wen Cai looked at Ren's house, just like Grandma Liu entering the Grand View Garden.

"That's right, Tingting's family is so rich, if anyone becomes the son-in-law of the Ren family, he probably won't have to fight for the rest of his life, and he can eat delicious food and drink spicy food all day long." Qiu Sheng also said.

"But I like Tingting not because her family has money. Even if she has nothing, I still won't despise her!" Wen Cai said righteously.

Murphy: "..."

Then is Ren Tingting still moved by your not dislike?

Wencai really has no idea in his heart!

Chapter 740 Seven: Treasure Boy

"What are you doing?"

In the attic, Uncle Jiu and Ren Fa finished talking, and walked out of the study.

As soon as they came out, the two saw Awei's embarrassed appearance.

"Ah, it's nothing, Daddy, we're just kidding around!" Ren Tingting held back a smile and quickly explained.

Murphy also smiled and said: "Captain Awei heard that I had learned firearms knowledge in England, so he kowtowed to me as a teacher. I can't afford it. I'm trying to persuade Captain Awei. It's just for everyone to communicate with each other. What? It doesn't matter whether you worship or not."

"Don't you think so, Captain Awei?"

"That's it!" Awei nodded again and again: "Brother Mo has a very deep knowledge of firearms, and he looks like a professional at first glance. If our security team can have a talent like him, it will definitely increase our combat effectiveness."

Uncle Jiu and Ren Fa are both thousand-year-old foxes, how could they not see the tricks between them?

It's just that the nonsense between children is naturally too lazy to bring it to the stage to talk about it, and it's over after a few vague sentences.

At the same time, Ren Tingting felt that she seemed to have discovered Mo Fei's new side, not to mention his good looks, he had studied abroad, his knowledge was profound, and he was even well-matched... Now he even found out that his strength is still very high!

From Mo Fei's empty-handed to the white blade, and the snatching of Awei's firearms, it shows his close combat ability.

From Mo Fei's familiar disassembly and assembly of firearms, it can be seen that his marksmanship is very good.

In short, this is simply a treasure boy!

"I don't know how many surprises Big Brother Mo can give me?"

Ren Tingting was looking forward to it in her heart.

Now that the discussion is over, Uncle Jiu is ready to leave.

However, Ren Fa tried to persuade him to stay: "Uncle Nine, you are already here, don't worry about leaving, let's talk about it after lunch!"

"No, no, we still have a lot of things to do, so let's take our leave first and talk about it when we have time!" Uncle Jiu said.

"Sharpening a knife is not the same as chopping firewood. Only when you are full can you work hard!" Ren Fa said.

"Yes, Uncle Jiu, you can stay!" Ren Tingting glanced at Mo Fei, and followed suit.