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

Chapter 551 Zhao Zheng: What a coincidence, the ancestor really lives in my house!
"Is this... a simple snack?"

Shi Jian and others who walked into the Zhao Mansion's restaurant wing stared blankly at the various delicacies that the maids brought to the round table inside the house.

Look at the palm-sized abalone, the crystal clear roasted suckling pig, the sea crabs whose bodies are as big as a human head, and various dishes that I can't name but look very expensive.

Shi Jian and others suddenly had a new understanding of the word "simple", and also had a new understanding of what Zhao Zheng meant by eating simply.

Taoist Priest Simu and his three companions were fine. They came to Renjia Town from time to time, but Taoist Priest Zhaixing and Shi Jian were different.

Looking at the various delicacies on the table, Shi Shaojian subconsciously nibbled on the yellow apple in his hand. As the bitter taste comparable to that of coptis chinensis burst out in his mouth, he looked at Zhao Zheng with a spit, thinking that this junior fellow apprentice...

Really rich!!
Taoist Zhaixing had a simple idea in mind. He thought that he should come to Renjia Town more often in the future... to see his elder brother. Yes, that's it, to see his elder brother!!

Uncle Jiu looked at the Taoist Priest Zhaixing who suddenly looked at him in surprise. Zhao Zheng nodded slightly at the gesture of the mute butler, then smiled and spoke to Shi Jian and others.

"We are a bit pressed for time and don't have enough time to prepare anything. I can only prepare these wine and food. I hope my uncles, aunts, and brothers won't mind."

"..."×N
This is called haste?!
Besides, I don’t mind!!
Shi Jian and the others looked silently at the dishes on the table, which numbered at least dozens at a rough count, and then looked at each other silently, only to find that they had a new understanding of the word "hasty" in their hearts.

Taoist Zhaixing thinks that he should take more time to come and visit his elder brother. After all, he misses his family as he gets older.

“Hehe, don’t listen to the brat’s nonsense. He usually eats very simple meals…” Uncle Jiu hurriedly explained when he saw this, so as to prevent Shi Jian and others from having a bad impression of Zhao Zheng.

"Simple? Master, didn't you say last time that A Zheng was wasteful when eating, saying that he killed more than 300 fish just to eat one dish?"

Wencai spoke, and then shut up. Looking at Uncle Jiu's eyes, Wencai lowered his head with a bitter face, feeling that it was all over. Seeing this, Qiu Sheng silently protected Wencai in front of him.

"More than 300 fish for one dish?"

Taoist Simu raised his eyebrows and glared. Zhao Zheng pointed at a plate of Thousand Silky Silver Needles on the table in the room and said, "It's this Thousand Silky Silver Needles. It tastes so-so and not very delicious... ahem... it's not wasted. This dish mainly requires the shark fin from the bighead carp's head. The rest of the fish body was sent to the shop on the street and sold at half the price..."

Seeing Uncle Jiu's look, Zhao Zheng quickly coughed and changed his words. Shi Jian nodded silently. Taoist Yimei smacked his lips and said, "More than 300 fish are used to make this one dish..."

Just as Uncle Jiu was listening and wanted to say something to help Zhao Zheng, he saw Taoist Yimei smacking his lips and saying, "Then I must try this dish today to see what it tastes like!"

"..."×N
The atmosphere in the field was silent for a moment. Seeing the disgusted looks from Uncle Jiu and the others, Taoist Yimei looked up at the sky and muttered softly.

"It's as if you don't want to try it..."

"..."×N
Uncle Jiu, who said he had eaten it before and that it tasted just average, glanced at Taoist Yimei with disdain again, then said to Shi Jian, "Please come in, big brother."

"Ok!"

Shi Jian nodded indifferently and walked into the house, but his eyes fell on the plate of Thousand Silk Silver Needles on the round table. Don't get me wrong, he didn't want to eat it, he was just... curious about how this dish was made. Yes, that's it.

"What about the remaining dishes? They won't be as luxurious as this plate of shark fin... a bit wasteful, right?" Shi Shaojian asked Zhenzhen curiously as he followed everyone into the house. But when he mentioned luxurious, his tone changed. Not wanting to be outdone by Zhao Zheng, he changed the luxurious to a bit wasteful.

"That should be about the same..."

Zhao Zheng said vaguely, and Shi Shaojian raised his eyebrows and asked, "It should be about the same? Does that mean that the dishes on the table are also a bit wasted like this one?"

Shi Shaojian, who had just sat down, frowned when he heard Shi Shaojian's words. Just as he was about to scold Shi Shaojian, he saw Zhao Zheng looking at Shi Shaojian strangely and said.

"I mean I'm just responsible for eating."

He said Shi Shaojian was a little strange. He was not his family's cook, so how could he know so much?

"..."×N
Not to mention Shi Shaojian who was a little angry at Zhao Zheng's look that said "I'm not a cook", Shi Jian just hummed in embarrassment. Uncle Jiu just looked at Zhao Zheng with annoyance and said.

"Okay, take your seats and eat!"

"Yes, eat. It won't taste good if it's cold!"

"Hurry up and sit down!"

Everyone sat down to eat, clinking glasses, and everyone was enjoying the meal, except for Shi Shaojian, who had no appetite for yellow apples and was shoveling the fried rice in his bowl a little unhappily, and glaring at Zhao Zheng from time to time.

"Huh? Senior Brother Shaojian, why don't you eat? Is it not delicious? Or is it not to your liking?" Looking at Shi Shaojian's eyes, Zhao Zheng looked at Shi Shaojian strangely and spoke without waiting for Shi Shaojian to answer.

"It's cold, right? Yes, this bowl of fried rice made with more than 300 shrimps would not taste good if it's cold." Zhao Zheng then ordered the butler to tell the chef to re-fry it.

"How many? Ah Zheng, you said that this bowl of fried rice used more than 300 shrimps?" Taoist Simu, who was also eating fried rice, looked at the rice grains that fell beside the bowl and couldn't help but stare and ask. Seeing Zhao Zheng nod, he looked at the rice grains beside the bowl in silence.

How can this be considered a grain of rice?

This is the ocean! !

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but look at Shi Shaojian, and found that there was fried rice everywhere next to Shi Shaojian's bowl, so he couldn't help but say, "Don't waste it if you don't want to eat it. Look, the rice you dropped is worth at least one or two dollars!"

"I do not……"

Shi Shaojian subconsciously wanted to refute, but when he saw Shi Jian's eyes, he could only lower his head and eat the fried rice obediently.

"Hey, uncle-master, this is not Brother Shaojian's fault. It's probably because it's too cold and not tasty anymore..." Zhao Zheng advised from the side.

Shi Shaojian felt warmed at heart when he heard this, and felt that Zhao Zhengren was not a bad person. Then he heard Shi Jian snort coldly.

"When we monks hunt ghosts and exorcise demons, we always sleep in the open air. What's the matter with the cold or not? Ah Zheng, don't explain for him."

"???"

No, you are my father!
Shi Shaojian stared blankly at Shi Jian, who was helping Taoist Simu, an outsider, to talk about him. Then, under Shi Jian's gaze, he lowered his head and said obediently, "Master is right!"

After saying that, Shi Shaojian lowered his head, endured the feeling of fullness in his stomach and ate the fried rice in the bowl, which made Zhao Zheng blink his eyes. Then he continued: "Uncle Master, I don't think Senior Brother Shaojian wasted food on purpose. It should be the cook's fault. I will call him over and give him a lecture later..."

Shi Shaojian was just moved and felt that Zhao Zhengren was not bad again, when he felt something was wrong.

After Zhao Zheng said a few words, and Shi Jian said not to waste food, he moved the rice scattered on his table into his bowl. He was stunned for a moment, and suddenly he understood. He raised his head and glared at Zhao Zheng. Zhao Zheng looked at him with a puzzled look and said, "What's wrong, Brother Shaojian, don't you want to eat? If you don't want to eat, let me eat it!"

"OK……"

Shi Shaojian spoke, and then he shut up. Under Shi Jian's gaze, he shut up obediently, took back the bowl that he had handed to Zhao Zheng, and quickly ate the fried rice in the bowl, but he glared at Zhao Zheng from time to time. He had no other intentions.
That is,

He and Zhao Zheng are not done yet!!
Seeing this scene, Zhe Gu and Taoist Zhaixing looked at each other and felt that Shi Shaojian was finished.

and also,

This kid’s mind...is really like his master!
Zhegu and the other two looked at Zhao Zheng, who had been scolded by Shi Jian for a long time just because of a few words, and subconsciously looked at Uncle Jiu.

Uncle Jiu, who knew what the looks of Zhe Gu and others meant, didn't want to say anything. He just glanced at Zhao Zheng and silently looked at the wine glass in front of him that was pretending to be a foreign soda.

Jiale, who was busy eating, didn't pay any attention to these things. While eating, he was thinking about how much the food was worth.

Time passed quickly, and half an hour later, after reminiscing about the past and having a good meal and drink, Uncle Jiu and the others began to discuss how Wencai could catch those escaped ghosts.

“In my opinion, it would be better to set up an innate soul-summoning formation to directly summon all the ghosts within a hundred miles radius!” Taoist Master Zhaixing suggested.

Uncle Jiu, who indicated that he would not adopt this suggestion, shook his head and said, "This method is not appropriate. Well, he does not have the ability to set up the innate soul summoning formation."

As he spoke, Uncle Jiu pointed at Wencai who was sitting next to him with an expressionless face. Wencai could only lower his head obediently and dare not say a word, knowing that if he said something he would be in even worse trouble.

Knowing that Uncle Jiu was really prepared to let Wencai solve the trouble he had caused, Taoist Zhaixing curled his lips and stopped mentioning the matter.

He was just a little worried that the escaped ghosts might do something harmful to the world. Of course, he was just a little worried, after all, these ghosts were all nearby.

Logically speaking, these ghosts should not harm people. Moreover, he felt that Uncle Jiu must have calculated that those ghosts would not harm people, otherwise, Uncle Jiu would not have let Wencai take action.

Seeing this, Zhe Gu rolled her eyes and said with a smile: "Since the hard way doesn't work, let's try the soft way."

"Soft?"

Taoist Yimei raised his eyebrows, and Shi Jian frowned slightly and thought: "The Soul-Guiding Incense Array? Hmm? He shouldn't be able to set it up."

"..."

in fact,

I think I...

Forget it, I can’t arrange it!!
Looking at Uncle Jiu's eyes, Wencai raised his head and then quickly lowered it. Uncle Jiu snorted in disgust when he saw this.

"Master, I can do it!" Shi Shaojian, who had not forgotten what Shi Jian had said to him to go catch ghosts with Wencai, said he could do it. Shi Jian hummed, indicating that he could not do it. Shi Shaojian was forced to lower his head and said yes.

Uncle Jiu, who felt that his senior brother had become easier to talk to, looked at Shi Jian strangely, then looked at Zhe Gu and said.

"You mean ghosts eat stinky tofu?"

"That's right. Soybeans and red beans will make ghosts tremble after eating them. We can weaken the ghosts' strength first, so that it will be easier for Wencai to catch them."

Zhe Gu said to Uncle Jiu gently with a look of knowing him well. Uncle Jiu, who felt trembling all over, turned his head and said to Wencai: "Wencai, come on, I will take you to the street to buy stinky tofu!"

"Ah? Yes, Master!"

Wencai spoke quickly, seeing Taoist Master Zhaixing and Taoist Master Yimei look at each other and shake their heads. Taoist Master Simu spoke helplessly upon seeing this.

"Okay, Senior Brother, let Wencai and Qiu Sheng do this little thing, and let's talk about what we just talked about on the way!"

"This is...good."

Uncle Jiu nodded helplessly, looked at Qiu Sheng and Wen Cai and said, "You two go to the street and buy some more stinky tofu and red beans!"

"Yes, Master!"

"Master, how much is it if I buy more..."

Wencai spoke, then shut up, and quickly walked out of the house after being pulled by Qiu Sheng, who expressed that he did not want to die young.

"Shao Jian, you go too!"

Seeing this, Shi Jian said something to Shi Shaojian, who, not wanting to bring bad luck to Shi Jian, quickly nodded and said that it was Master. As for why Zhao Zheng didn't go, well, he was used to it.

After Taoist Simu drove Jiale out and accompanied Wencai and the other two to buy stinky tofu, Uncle Jiu looked at Taoist Simu in confusion, and Taoist Simu rolled his eyes.

"That female ghost!"

He paused and frowned at Shi Jian and Uncle Jiu: "Don't you find it strange? That female ghost was able to escape successfully even with the two of you attacking together, and she even used the escape technique to escape!"

Shi Jian and Uncle Jiu frowned when they heard this. It would be a lie to say they didn't feel strange. Naturally, they felt strange.

"Perhaps that female ghost was also a monk in her lifetime?!"

Taoist Priest Zhaixing spoke up, and Taoist Priest Yimei nodded and said, "Maybe that female ghost inherited something after her death..."

He said that the main thing about inheritance is that now it’s not just that the spiritual energy of heaven and earth has doubled compared to more than half a year ago, but also that opportunities, or in other words, the legacy of predecessors, have also increased.

Perhaps it was because of the increase in spiritual energy between heaven and earth that some relics and inheritances left by predecessors emerged. He felt that the female ghost was one of the beneficiaries.

"It's possible, but the most urgent thing is to help Wencai catch the escaped ghosts and hand them over to the ghost messengers first."

Zhe Gu spoke, and as she spoke, she looked at Shi Jian with a smile and said, "Besides, with the senior brother here, it's easy to catch a mere female ghost."

"Ah."

Indicating that his junior sister was right, Shi Jian raised his head slightly and nodded, forcing a stiff smile on his face, which made Uncle Jiu curl his lips. Then, Zhe Gu said gently, "What's more, there is also Senior Brother. With Senior Brother and Senior Brother both here, it won't be difficult to deal with a female ghost."

"Of course!"

Uncle Jiu raised his head slightly, and when he saw Zhe Gu's gentle expression, he quickly turned his head away, not daring to look at her.

Seeing this, Zhe Gu snorted in her heart, and said to Shi Jian with a smile on her face: "Besides, Senior Brother is now one step away from becoming an immortal. No matter how powerful that female ghost is, it won't be that easy for Senior Brother to deal with her, right, Senior Brother!"

The beginning was fine, but the slightly gentle sentence at the end, "Is that right, Senior Brother?", made Shi Jian a little overwhelmed. He clenched his fist and coughed, "Ahem, I'll go to the street to see Shao Jian and the others. Don't make them buy the wrong stinky tofu."

Shi Jian, who was not good at making excuses, made a clumsy excuse to say goodbye, quickly stood up and fled out of the room. Uncle Jiu quickly said "let's go together" and stood up to follow him.

Seeing this, Zhe Gu gritted her teeth and snorted in dissatisfaction, then called out gently, "Brother, wait for me to catch up."

Seeing this, Taoist Yimei and the other two looked at each other, shook their heads and laughed. After they finished laughing, Taoist Zhaixing looked at Zhao Zheng strangely.

"Why are you so silent all of a sudden?"

"I'm afraid of being beaten!"

"..."×3
Are you still afraid of being beaten?!
Taoist Yimei and the other two rolled their eyes. Taoist Zhaixing looked outside the mansion with some concern and said, "I'll go to the street to check, to prevent those escaped ghosts from doing anything harmful to the world."

"Yeah, I'll go too."

Taoist Yimei, who had the same idea as Taoist Zhaixing, spoke. After that, the two of them looked at Taoist Simu and Zhao Zheng. Zhao Zheng looked at Taoist Simu and said to Taoist Zhaixing and the others.

"The troops are divided into two groups?"

"it is good!"

The four of them were divided into two groups. After Taoist Master Zhaixing and Taoist Master Yimei left the Zhao Mansion first, Taoist Master Simu looked at Zhao Zhengdao strangely.

"A Zheng, why did you secretly send me a message just now to remind your master and the others to be careful of that female ghost? Is that female ghost very powerful?"

"It's not about how great you are..."

Zhao Zheng said, thinking for a while: "I'd better not tell you, uncle. I suddenly realized that it doesn't seem to work if I tell you."

"Tsk, you're being mysterious. What are you saying? It won't work. Are you trying to say that this female ghost will marry your master?"

Taoist Simu snorted and then muttered that it would be strange if Zhegu didn't tear this female ghost apart. Zhao Zheng looked strange and retreated silently, saying, "Odd changes but even doesn't change?"

"Ok?"

"Should you stick out your tongue when throwing a grenade?"

"???"

"Should we put the chess pieces in the lid when playing chess?"

"???"

"I give you forty, how much should you give me?"

I should find you a doctor, or ask your master to beat you up!" Taoist Simu rolled his eyes and looked at Zhao Zheng, who suddenly went crazy, with a look of disdain.

"Huh? Why don't you do it yourself?"

"..."

"Oh, I forgot, Uncle Master, you can't beat me!"

"..."

Come here
Let's die together!

Taoist Simu gritted his teeth and rolled up his sleeves as he walked towards Zhao Zheng who had retreated at some point. Seeing this, Zhao Zheng stepped back and shouted, "Master Xuanming, help me! Uncle Simu is going to kill someone!"

"..."

You think the ancestor lives in your house,
If you ask him to come over, he will come over!
Taoist Simu glared at Zhao Zheng. Just as he was about to beat him up, a ray of divine light came from the worship hall.

One of the divine lights suddenly transformed into the appearance of Patriarch Xuanming, leaving Taoist Simu dumbfounded. It was fortunate that Zhao Zheng did not read his mind, otherwise, he would have shouted, "You are truly the ancestor of my family."

Patriarch Xuanming waved to the rest of his fellow disciples to indicate that everything was fine, gave Zhao Zheng a kind smile, then looked expressionlessly at Taoist Simu and scolded, "Little Simu!"

"……Hey!"

Looking at Zhao Zheng who was trying not to laugh, Taoist Simu clenched his fists and lowered his head to respond obediently, then listened to Patriarch Xuanming.

"You are such a grown-up and yet you still bully the weak!"

"???"

Can you first ask what happened? Also, are you sure I did something wrong?! Besides, I don’t think I did anything?! Taoist Simu raised his head in confusion.
In addition, this scene,
He felt like he looked a little familiar...

(End of this chapter)