Zhutian: Everything starts from becoming a disciple of Uncle Jiu!

Chapter 550 Jiale didn’t think so much!
Renjia Town, Square,

The makeshift theater building is in the distance.

Uncle Jiu, who had turned into a stream of light and rushed over, looked at the theater built in the distance. His eyes passed through the roof and when he saw Wencai, under the confusion of the female ghost, starting to plot against the ghost, his face changed and he shouted.

"Written talent!"

Uncle Jiu's voice was not loud, but it was like thunder, carrying with it a force to destroy evil spirits. Wencai, who was bewitched by the female ghost, woke up instantly.

Unfortunately, although he woke up, the ghost-suppressing talisman in his hand was stuck on the foreheads of the four ghost officials before he woke up.

As the four ghost officials fell to the ground with a stiff thud, the ghosts watching the show all looked over.
Wencai, who felt that he had done something wrong, instantly widened his eyes, woke up, opened his mouth and said "it's over", which made the female ghost Xiaoli smile and say to those ghosts.

"Why are you still standing there? Run!"

As soon as the voice fell, the ghosts became agitated. But before they could run away, a voice suddenly came from the outside world and said, "Run? Don't forget where you were in your previous life, and where you are now."

As the voice fell, the originally agitated group of ghosts stopped instantly, except for a few ghosts that looked not good and looked at each other and turned into streams of light and flew out of the theater, the remaining ghosts lowered their heads more honestly than each other.

Seeing this scene, the female ghost Xiaoli looked confused and puzzled. She hadn't figured out what was going on yet.
She saw a very handsome young man suddenly appear in front of her, which scared her so much that she stepped back. When she saw that the other party did not grab her immediately, she looked alert and walked forward with a smile.

"May I know your surname, sir?"

As soon as she finished speaking, a breath of white air came out of the mouth of the female ghost Xiaoli and flew towards the face of the extraordinary-looking young man in front of her.

When she saw that this extraordinary-looking boy had fallen into the trap, just when she was secretly thinking that she was too cautious, the boy who shouldn't have spoken suddenly pointed at the ghosts watching the show.

"You should ask them what my name is!"

“Hello, Master Zheng…” “Hello, Master Zheng!”

Sparse voices came from the mouths of the ghosts in the theater, and it took only a breath to go from being chaotic at the beginning to being uniform and loud.

Seeing this scene, the female ghost Xiaoli's eyes widened instantly. It was unknown whether she was shocked by the attitude of these ghosts, or because Zhao Zheng was not under her control and she was scared. She suddenly smiled awkwardly and stepped back away from Zhao Zheng.

"Well, it's getting late. I'm leaving now!"

"Walk?"

Zhao Zheng asked back with a smile. The ghost Xiaoli began to panic and backed away with a forced smile. Just as she was about to escape,
She saw the ghosts with their heads down whizzing around her from all directions, making her look confused.

No,

Are we enemies?

We are not enemies, right?!

"Ahem, my ghost friend, I think you should stay."

"Yeah, you should stay. Master Zheng didn't ask you to leave, so I think it's better for you not to leave!"

"Yes, yes, yes, please stay. Don't make things difficult for Master Zheng..."

The ghosts spoke one after another, and some even looked at each other and pounced towards the female ghost Xiaoli, as if they wanted to capture her.

The female ghost Xiaoli was so confused that she kept dodging and retreating. No, what's going on? Is this Young Master Zheng scaring you so much? !

Its heart was full of confusion, and just as it was puzzled, it heard some ghosts secretly speaking to it quickly in ghost language.

"Don't run, you don't want anything to happen to your family, right? Even if it's not for yourself, you should still think about us. We are all from the same place, you can't harm us..."

The ghosts spoke one after another, and the hiding female ghost Xiaoli was confused. No, it’s not about whether the family is okay or not. This Young Master Zheng is a gangster in the town and that’s why you are so scared!
"Gangster?"

No, I'm just a name representative!
Zhao Zheng complained in his heart and turned to look at Uncle Jiu and Shi Jian who landed at the door of the theater. Uncle Jiu's mouth twitched constantly after hearing the ghosts' nonsense. Shi Jian, who also understood, frowned and looked at Zhao Zheng, then looked at Uncle Jiu, who had no other intentions.
He just suddenly felt that... Zhao Zheng didn't seem like a good person... ahem, Zhao Zheng's prestige was a bit too great, wasn't it?!

Seeing Shi Jian's eyes, Uncle Jiu clenched his fists awkwardly and coughed, "Ahem, I think this is probably wrong... Hmm? This female ghost can also perform the escape technique?"

Uncle Jiu's brows suddenly frowned and he stretched out his hands and clapped them. A golden rope outlined by a talisman jumped out from his palm and flew towards the place where the female ghost Xiaoli suddenly disappeared.

"Escape technique?"

Shi Jian frowned and took a step forward. A ray of lightning shot out and hit the place where the female ghost Xiaoli disappeared.

With a loud bang, the ripples caused by the collision of lightning and golden light disappeared, and the screams of the female ghost Xiaoli came from the air, but unfortunately, there was no trace of the female ghost Xiaoli.

Uncle Jiu and Shi Jian frowned, and Zhao Zheng also frowned. It was because there was something wrong with this female ghost Xiaoli.

Not to mention the outrageous fact that a female ghost could use space-based escape techniques, the other party was actually able to escape from Shi Jian and Uncle Jiu. This was very wrong, extremely wrong.

"Huh? Oh..."

Zhao Zheng's mind flashed, and he instantly knew everything. He exclaimed in his heart, and just as he was about to speak, he heard a roar.

"Shi Jian, you dare..."

As a densely packed ghost hand as big as a door or window stretched out from the underworld passage that suddenly cracked in the ground and grabbed Shi Jian, it successfully frightened the people who were performing on the stage unconscious.

Shi Jian frowned and stretched out his hand to touch the empty space. With a snap, streaks of lightning flashed and scattered, blocking the huge ghost hands that were grabbing him, and Zhe Gu and the other two also fell from the sky.

"Hey, you guys didn't fight!"

Seeing that Uncle Jiu and Shi Jian didn't seem to be ready to fight, Taoist Master Luodi Yimei said with surprise, and Uncle Jiu's face darkened when he heard it.

Taoist Zhaixing retreated silently upon seeing this, but his eyes were dignified as he looked at the ghost hands emitting terrifying evil and ghostly aura that were blocked by the barely perceptible blue lightning.

The owner of these ghost hands is not an ordinary ghost king who does evil in the world of the living, but a Thousand-Handed Ghost King with a ghost official as his master.

But now, it was actually blocked so easily by Shi Jian. You know, even he was not sure that he could block the attack of the Thousand-Handed Ghost King so easily.

"Ahahaha... I just wanted to see how much Senior Brother's strength has improved during this retreat. Well, it seems I still can't beat him!"

Zhe Gu, who looked embarrassed by Uncle Jiu's gaze, suddenly laughed and said. While speaking, she quickly wiped the rosary on her left wrist, withdrew the magic method, and sent away the invited ghost king.

Looking at the disappearing underworld passage and those ghost hands, Shi Jian took a deep breath and looked at Zhe Gu helplessly.
Then his heart moved and he forced a smile on his face and looked at Uncle Jiu. He didn't mean anything else and he was definitely not asking when the wedding would be held.

"..."

Uncle Jiu, who didn't want to open his mouth or talk, looked behind him with an increasingly darker expression, and saw the ground explode with a bang, revealing Taoist Simu, who was spitting out dirt from his mouth, and Jiale, who was carrying Taoist Simu on his back.

"Hey, you guys really didn't fight?"

"..."×N
"Huh? How come you're faster than me?"

A voice full of doubt came from the mouth of Shi Shaojian who arrived late. When he walked into the theater, he looked at Zhao Zheng in confusion, who had arrived earlier than him even though he had set out first.

"Ok?"

Shi Jian and the others looked at Zhao Zheng in confusion. Taoist Zhaixing coughed and pointed at the four fallen ghost messengers and the actors who had fainted from fear: "Let's deal with this first..."

"A Zheng, take off the talisman!"

Uncle Jiu glared at Wencai and said, Zhao Zheng walked up to the four ghost officials and waved his hand to remove the talisman. Without the talisman paper to suppress them, the four ghost officials instantly woke up and stood up and shouted, "How dare you... Ahem, hello, Master Zheng!"

"Master Zheng, long time no see!"

"Hello Uncle Jiu, hello to all the Taoist priests!"

"Hmm? Three Uncle Nines, eh, hello!"

"???"

The attitudes of the four ghost officials changed from being extremely bad to being flattering with a smile on their faces, which made Yimei Daochang and the others look confused.

Even Shi Jian and Shi Shaojian looked confused. The reason was simple: they didn't remember the ghost catcher being so easy to talk to.

As ghost catchers, even the lowest-ranking soul-binding ghost catchers act as arrogant as if they are worth two or eight hundred thousand.

But right now, they feel that the attitude of these ghost officials... is like that of a grandson, and an obedient grandson at that.

Uncle Jiu didn't want to say anything about this. He just glanced at the thick fog that covered the night sky in the east direction of the town.

Not to mention Uncle Jiu, who didn't want to talk, the four ghost officials looked at the situation in front of them and were a little confused about what was going on.

One of the ghosts thought that Zhao Zheng was too arrogant... and a little disrespectful to them. How could he do that if he wanted souls? He should have told them secretly. It's not like they wouldn't give it to him. They would give it to him if he asked for it. However, soon, as Zhao Zheng explained the reason,
The ghost felt that it had misunderstood Zhao Zheng!

After secretly saying that Zhao Zheng still respected them, when they heard Zhao Zheng propose to catch those escaped ghosts, the four ghost officials immediately shook their heads like rattles.

“No, no, even though this little brother Wencai is also at fault, it is our responsibility to capture the ghost. How can we let Zheng… ahem, let you guys do it for us!”

"Yes, yes, that's right. This is what we, the Yin Messengers, should do. We must not trouble you."

"Yes, yes, that's it..."

The four ghost officials quickly waved their hands to refuse. Such a diligent work attitude and humble tone made the Taoist Master Yimei look at each other in confusion.

There was deep confusion and doubt in Taoist Simu's eyes. What he meant was simple: he felt he was dreaming.

Because of his practice in the art of summoning gods, he often went to the underworld. He didn't remember the ghost officials in the underworld being so diligent.

As he thought about it, he couldn't help but pinch his thigh. With Jiale's scream, everyone came to their senses. Seeing this, Uncle Jiu clasped his fists and stepped forward.

"Please don't refuse. Although the female ghost was responsible for this, it was more because of my incompetent apprentice who failed to guard against the female ghost's sneak attack. Please give him a chance and let him go and catch those escaped ghosts."

As he said this, Uncle Jiu glared at Wencai fiercely, causing Wencai to lower his head. Although he really wanted to say that he didn't want this opportunity, he thought it would be better for him to keep his mouth shut in order to avoid being beaten.

"Well, what Lin Jiu said is right. Although the fault is not entirely on his apprentice Wencai, he still has an unshirkable responsibility for the escape of those ghosts. Please give him a chance to atone for his sins!"

Shi Jian spoke up when he saw this. It wasn't that he wanted to help Uncle Jiu, he just simply didn't like Wen Cai.

He felt that if Wencai and Qiu Sheng had not dragged down Uncle Jiu, his second junior brother would probably have taken that step earlier than him, or in other words, become an immortal earlier than him.

"This one……"

The four ghost officials looked at each other, and finally looked at Zhao Zheng, but soon they realized that they shouldn't look at Zhao Zheng, after all, his master and elders were here, thinking of this, they smiled and clasped their fists towards Uncle Jiu and Shi Jian and said, "In that case, then we will follow your words and not catch those escaped ghosts. Thank you for your help."

"It should be..."

"Then we'll go first..."

The four ghost officials did not stay for long, but smiled and spoke. After seeing Zhao Zheng nod slightly, they immediately took the ghosts that did not escape and returned to the underworld.

As soon as they returned to the underworld, one of the tall ghost catchers began to count the remaining ghosts. After he finished counting, he asked in confusion.

"Strange, it seems that there is not much missing!"

"Huh? Only fifty or so ghosts are missing!"

"Strange, why don't you run away?"

"They have to dare to run!"

The eldest of the four ghost officials looked at them with disdain. Seeing that his three brothers didn't understand, he couldn't help but curl his lips and said, "Have you forgotten where they were from in their lifetime!"

"..."×3
Thinking that these ghosts were people from Renjia Town and the vicinity of Renjia Town when they were alive, the three ghost officials understood instantly.

"I was wondering why you were so honest. It turns out you are afraid of Young Master Zheng!" The ghost in black took out the soul-beating whip with a look of disdain and whipped a ghost he disliked. Looking at the ghost lying on the ground wailing and screaming, he waved the soul-beating whip with contempt on his face and cursed.

"A bunch of idiots!"

"Alright, stop beating them. Most of these ghosts are from Renjia Town. If we kill them, what if Young Master Zheng finds out? Okay, let's go. By the way, big brother, what if we don't catch those ghosts?"

After saying this, the three ghost officers all looked at their eldest brother. The eldest brother ghost officer said speechlessly: "I didn't see you three being so stupid when we were playing cards..."

He paused, frowned, and continued, "If you really can't find it, Third Brother, you can go to the Eighteen Layers of Hell to find a scapegoat and say that the ghosts that escaped were eaten by the evil ghost that escaped from the Eighteen Layers of Hell. But don't worry, we should be able to find it. Don't you really know who those people next to Uncle Jiu are?"

After introducing Shi Jian, seeing his three younger brothers looking surprised, the eldest brother, the ghost catcher, raised his eyebrows and smiled as he looked at the large pile of ghost money that kept appearing under his feet.

"Master Zheng is still so generous!"

"Yes, yes!"

"Young Master Zheng... ahem, it's still the elders in the clan who are thinking about us!" The ghost who spoke looked at his eldest brother's eyes, rolled his eyes and said, and the other ghosts echoed.

The ghosts who were fighting obediently in the back looked at each other with contempt when they heard the words of the ghost messengers, but they had no intention of speaking or reporting. After all, they were also the beneficiaries.

"Ahem, it's still early. How about this, I'll take you up there, and you should go and tell your family members about their dreams... and see if you can see those escaped ghosts."

The eldest brother ghost turned around and coughed. Hearing the ghosts' words of "sir, please be merciful", he smiled and raised his head.

"Okay, let's go, I'll take you upstairs..."

……

Zhao Mansion,

Enshrinement courtyard.

Shi Jian and the others, who originally did not quite understand why the ghost officials were so nice, understood the moment they entered the worship hall.

Taoist Priest Zhaixing stretched out his hand blankly to grab the incense smoke that was like thick fog in front of him, and then looked at the worship hall in front of him which covered an area of ​​at least ten acres and the two or three thousand statues of immortals and gods. He began to understand why Zhao Zheng asked him if he had been here when he was in Renjia Town, Jiangsu and Zhejiang.

At the same time, he also understood what Zhao Zheng meant by bribing their boss's boss.

“It’s great to have money!”

Looking at the altar in front of him which contained almost all the statues of immortals and gods, as well as the maids, Taoist Simu clicked his tongue with envy.

Jia Le, who was standing beside Taoist Simu, didn't think too much about it. He just wondered if he was half as rich as Zhao Zheng...

Do not!
Jiale shook his head. He thought that if he had one tenth of Zhao Zheng's wealth, he could buy a copper-horned golden coffin for his master! !
"..."

Zhao Zheng glanced at Jiale with a strange look, then frowned and looked at Shi Shaojian, who was staring at his maids for a while and then stretched out his hand towards his apple tree. Just as he was about to lose his temper, he saw Shi Jian frowning and scolding.

"Shaojian!"

Snapped--

Shi Shaojian, who had raised his hand but was knocked down, obediently called out "Master" and lowered his head, then looked at Zhao Zheng.

His meaning is simple,
He wants to eat an apple!!

"A Zheng, your apple tree is not simple!"

Taoist Yimei spoke with a smile on his face. His meaning was simple. He also wanted to eat apples. Shi Jian glanced at Taoist Yimei, then looked at the apple tree that was three or four stories high and said, "If I'm not mistaken, this is a spiritual plant. I didn't expect Ah Zheng to have such good fortune!"

"Yes, I asked my master for it on behalf of Zheng!"

Uncle Jiu said indifferently, and Zhe Gu rolled her eyes speechlessly. Taoist Yimei and Taoist Zhaixing shook their heads speechlessly. Shi Jian looked at Uncle Jiu with an expressionless face.

His meaning is simple,
Uncle Nine is lying!
Lin Jiu, who didn't think he was lying, said to Zhao Zheng: "A Zheng, pick some apples for your uncles to taste."

"Yes, Master!"

Zhao Zheng began to pick apples, while Qiu Sheng, who was late because he missed the perfect opportunity, ran into the offering courtyard panting.

"Master, is Wencai okay?"

Seeing that Uncle Jiu didn't say anything, Wencai stood behind Uncle Jiu with his head down like a quail. Qiu Sheng understood that Wencai was fine at the moment, and if he spoke again, he would be in trouble.

Thinking of this, Qiu Sheng obediently saluted Shi Jian and others, and then came to stand beside Uncle Jiu honestly.

Looking at these two troublesome apprentices, Uncle Jiu snorted and was too lazy to look at them anymore. Instead, he looked at the one who made him feel troublesome...

Uncle Jiu handed a yellow apple from the red apples he had picked to Shi Shaojian's Zhao Zheng with an expressionless face.

His eyelids twitched, and then he took a deep breath, took the apple handed to him by Zhao Zheng, and turned and left. He was so fast that even Qiu Sheng and Wencai couldn't keep up with him.

Uncle Jiu's mood was simple. He just didn't want to see these two troublesome disciples and this disciple whose mind was not much smaller than the tip of a needle.

Everyone noticed Uncle Jiu's departure, but they were soon attracted by the red apples in their hands that they were so delicious that they were shaking with joy.

Shi Jian, in particular, quickened his pace in chewing the red apple in his hand as his eyes lit up. However, when he saw Taoist Simu and the others acting as if they were used to it, he immediately slowed down.

"Bah, it's so bitter, Mr. Zhao, you're cheating me!"

Shi Shaojian, whose face was distorted with bitterness, lowered his head and spat out the yellow apple in his mouth. Seeing this, Zhao Zheng hurriedly said.

"This is bitter. Hey, Brother Shaojian, don't be so hasty to throw it away. Listen to me, this yellow apple can cure diseases. I picked this yellow apple for you because I saw that you seemed to be injured."

"Cure?"

Shi Jian raised his eyebrows and stretched out his hand to grab the yellow apple thrown by Shi Shaojian. He took a bite, and his eyebrows instantly twisted into a little twist. After quickly eating the lipstick apple, he threw the yellow apple to Shi Shaojian.

"It can indeed cure some minor injuries and illnesses. Shao Jian, you can eat it. It will just cure your injuries that have not yet healed. Well, don't let your Junior Brother A Zheng down."

As he spoke, Shi Jian forced a stiff smile at Zhao Zheng. Zhao Zheng scratched his head and said, "Of course, of course. As disciples of Mount Mao, we should help each other..."

"good……"

Shi Jian smiled again, and seeing how bitter Huang Pingguo was, he and Taoist Zhaixing, who knew Zhao Zheng well, looked at each other with strange expressions, then looked at Zhao Zheng, and then looked at... Well, what a pity, Uncle Jiu has already left! !
Well, don’t get me wrong, don’t think too much, they don’t mean to say anything about Uncle Jiu’s feelings... ahem, they just think that Zhao Zheng is a bad guy, well, that’s it, that’s right.

"Master, can I not eat? I think my injury is not serious. I can slowly heal it myself..."

Shi Shaojian, who caught the yellow apple, looked at Shi Jian with a bitter face. Seeing Shi Jian frown, he immediately lowered his head and said "Yes, Master" and glared at Zhao Zheng.
Then he lowered his head with a distorted face and ate the yellow apple which was more bitter than coptis root. After a while, he started crying. Seeing this, Zhao Zheng smiled and said, "Brother Shaojian, there is no need to be like this. I have already said that as fellow disciples, we should help each other..."

"I'll help you……"

Shi Shaojian subconsciously wanted to curse, but after seeing Shi Jian's eyes, he immediately forced a smile on his face that was uglier than crying, and spoke word by word through gritted teeth.

"Ah! Master! Brother! Zheng! said! Yes!"

Wait, Mr. Zhao, I will never let you go!!
Shi Shaojian cursed in his heart, and Zhao Zheng smiled and grabbed the yellow apples on the apple tree from a distance.

"Brother Shaojian, eat slowly. There are plenty of apples!"

"..."

You are special...

Shi Shaojian glared at Zhao Zheng with tearful eyes. When he heard Shi Jian snort, he was so scared that he quickly forced a smile.

"Thank you! Junior Brother A Zheng!"

"You're welcome. I have more. Take your time!"

Zhao Zheng said with a smile, and Shi Shaojian lost the smile on his face as he looked at the several yellow apples in his hand, then looked at Shi Jian with a bitter face.

"Master..."

"Eat quickly, and then go help your brother Wencai catch those escaped ghosts!" Shi Jian said with a frown. Shi Shaojian looked at Wencai with wide eyes, then looked at Shi Jian, as if to help him catch ghosts. However, when Shi Jian nodded, he immediately lowered his head and said obediently.

"Yes, Master!"

"Ok!"

"Here, you're welcome!"

"..."×3+2+2+1
Shi Jian, who felt something was wrong, frowned as he looked at the several yellow apples that Zhao Zheng had just stuffed into Shi Shaojian's arms. For some reason, he felt that Zhao Zheng might not be so kind.

Qiu Sheng and Wencai looked at each other, then looked at Shi Shaojian with pity. Taoist Zhaixing and the other two looked at each other secretly, shook their heads and thought to themselves that they had accepted the wrong disciple.

Jiale didn't think so much...

(End of this chapter)