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

Chapter 601 Zhao Zheng: I hate people who waste food!

After all, people become more shrewd as they age. Although Uncle Sheng was a little worried about Mao Xiaofang's sudden loss of all his skills, he was only a little worried.

For Uncle Sheng, as long as Mao Xiaofang is not dead, disabled or paralyzed, then the problem is not a big deal, it is just a matter of cultivation.

At worst, I can just practice again!!

"..."

Well, he forgot that the 'Uncle Nine' in front of him had never practiced cultivation, and didn't understand how terrible it was for a cultivator to lose all his cultivation!
Zhao Zheng looked at Uncle Sheng, who just frowned and stroked his beard and said, "Has Xiao Mao not realized that it was Lei Gang who was secretly dealing with him?"

"……Um!"

"..."

Uncle Sheng, who knew Mao Xiaofang's character, sighed helplessly, then looked at Zhao Zheng with a frown.

He subconsciously wanted to say, "Can't you remind your Uncle Mao?", but before he could say it, he gave up the idea.
There was no other reason, because he felt that Zhao Zheng should have reminded Mao Xiaofang a long time ago, but Mao Xiaofang just didn't understand and didn't think about it.

Uncle Sheng sighed deeply in his heart, then frowned and looked at Zhao Zheng with a scrutinizing look, asking the same question he had asked last night: "If Lei Gang was going to attack Xiao Mao, are you sure you can stop him?"

"..."

"Ahem, I'm old now, and my memory is not good. I forgot what you said last night!" Uncle Sheng said as if he was showing my age.

As for embarrassment and shame, Zhao Zheng was short-sighted and didn't notice it at all. He just rolled his eyes and said solemnly.

"I can stop it."

"That's good!"

Seeing that Zhao Zheng didn't seem to be lying, Uncle Sheng felt relieved, but he still planned to call someone in the evening.

There was no way. Mao Xiaofang was his nephew, a nephew who had once worshipped him as his master, and a member of his Lin family. He couldn't just sit back and watch Mao Xiaofang being bullied by an outsider, even if this outsider was Mao Xiaofang's senior brother.

Seeing Uncle Sheng who was about to call for help, Zhao Zheng did not speak to stop him. Although doing so would damage the reputation of Longhu Mountain, it was not a big problem. In the near future, Longhu Mountain would lose even more face.

After chatting with Uncle Sheng for a while, or rather, Uncle Sheng asked about Lei Gang's strength, the two of them left the backstage room.

Looking at Uncle Sheng who didn't even need to be told not to conflict with Lei Gang, Zhao Zheng secretly called him a wise old man, and then watched backstage for a while.

He came to the front desk, saw Director Song and others standing up in the audience to greet him and reserve a seat for him, then he walked forward with a smile, took a seat, and started listening to the show!
Although, he still didn't understand the plays!

Perhaps because he was still very young physically and mentally, Zhao Zheng could not appreciate the drama that Director Song applauded on the stage. Moreover, compared with opera,
He was more curious about the costumes and musical instruments!
"After all, you are still too young..."

Zhao Zheng sighed at his age, watched the show for a while, and followed Director Song and others to mock Song Zilong, who had been married for a year but still had no children.
After embarrassing the other person so much that his face turned red, he rejected the invitation from Director Song and others to have lunch, said he had something to do, and left the theater.

"Nothing new..."

Zhao Zheng walked out of the theater gate and got on the sedan chair. He looked into the distance with a feeling. He looked at Lei Gang who had gone to the back mountain to collect golden cicada larvae. He muttered to himself and then said to Da Tianer who was driving the carriage: "Go back to Fuxi Hall!"

After a while, when Zhao Zheng arrived at the street where Fuxi Hall was located and got off the sedan chair, he saw Mao Xiaofang and the other person who had just walked into the gate of Fuxi Hall.

"Uncle Master, how is it?"

"A Zheng... your calculation is correct. There is indeed a problem with my stone soul-hiding tablet..." Mao Xiaofang said to Zhao Zheng with a wry smile.

Just like in the original novel, Mao Xiaofang discovered that his stone soul-hiding tablet was missing in the river outside the town, and only a copper coin-sized tablet was left.

"I think it's not just gone!"

Zhao Zheng, who closed the door, continued to remind Mao Xiaofang that although he was hit by the aura of reduced intelligence, it did not mean that he was a fool. He naturally knew what Zhao Zheng meant.

But he said puzzledly: "But, I never like to provoke enemies in my life, and I haven't seen any foreign monks recently!"

Speaking of the foreign monks, Ah Hai subconsciously looked at Zhao Zheng. When he saw Zhao Zheng looking at him, he immediately smiled and scratched his head.

"It's noon, I'm going to cook!"

As he spoke, Ah Hai trotted towards the kitchen. Mao Xiaofang shook his head helplessly. Zhao Zheng thought for a moment and continued to remind him, "Actually, Ah Hai is right. I am indeed an outsider cultivator!"

"..."

"Okay, this joke is not funny, but I think you can ask Uncle Lei about this matter. My men found that he has been appearing in the back mountain recently!"

Zhao Zheng continued to remind him, and seeing Mao Xiaofang understood what he said but still didn't think about Lei Gang, he felt a little guilty and was about to speak when he saw Mao Xiaofang looking at him strangely.

"I also know the method of hiding souls in stone. Besides, I can tell your fate at a glance. It's not difficult to guess where your soul-hiding stone is!" Zhao Zheng explained expressionlessly.

He ignored the embarrassment on Mao Xiaofang's face, and suddenly said, "Uncle Master, why don't I help you find it!"

"Hmm? Can you help me find it?"

"I learned the art of tracking before."

Zhao Zheng spoke, and Mao Xiaofang nodded and handed the only remaining copper coin lock in his hand, which was the copper coin used to protect the Jishi Soul Tablet, to Zhao Zheng. Just when he was about to set up the altar first, he saw Zhao Zheng take out a paper crane made of yellow paper from his sleeve.

"Come, smell it, and then go find it!"

"..."

Are you sure this will work?

Also, you don’t even need to open the altar?!
Also, this thing...isn't it a dog?!

The corner of Mao Xiaofang's mouth twitched, but when he saw the paper crane in Zhao Zheng's hand fly up, really sniff the copper coin lock, and then fly away, he was stunned.

"Uncle Master, let's go!"

Zhao Zheng, who had already walked to the gate, turned around and said to Mao Xiaofang who was still standing there, and Mao Xiaofang exclaimed.

"it is good!"

Therefore,
Paper cranes are just for show, right?!
Without even calling out to Ah Hai, Mao Xiaofang and Zhao Zheng each rode on a horse and led many soldiers to chase in the direction the paper crane flew.

"When you see Lei Gang, you should be able to figure it out, right?" Zhao Zheng muttered to himself as he looked at Mao Xiaofang riding a horse, but soon he realized that he had underestimated Mao Xiaofang.

Do not,
He overestimated Mao Xiaofang.

Back mountain.

"You said that the enemies you made in Nanyang are here! No wonder, no wonder, no wonder my Soul-Hidden Stone Tablet disappeared, no wonder Ah Chu was hit by the Gargoyle spell..."

Mao Xiaofang said with a look of sudden enlightenment. Zhao Zheng looked at the smile that flashed across Lei Gang's face, then looked at Mao Xiaofang.

never mind,

Love as much as you like,

I won’t remind you again!

"Huh? What? Junior brother, your stone soul-hiding tablet is gone? Your cultivation is also wasted!" Lei Gang said in surprise.

"Well... A Zheng and I came here to look for the Soul-Hiding Stone Tablet. But according to what you said, you just fought with the enemy you made in Nanyang. Now it seems that he must have done all these things in secret... Hmm? Maybe he thought he was dealing with you!"

Looking at the strange formation on the ground, Mao Xiaofang frowned and said, Lei Gang frowned and looked quite self-blaming.

"Junior brother, it's all my fault. If it weren't for..." "Hey, senior brother, you don't have to blame yourself..."

Mao Xiaofang interrupted him quickly, looking as if he didn't blame him. Zhao Zheng's mouth twitched, and he turned his head and rubbed his eyebrows with his hand.

Without him,

His heart is so tired,
It’s even more tiring than when I was teaching Wencai for Uncle Jiu!
Zhao Zheng stopped rubbing his eyebrows, looked at the sincere Mao Xiaofang, then looked at the hypocritical Lei Gang, and Lei Xiu who didn't dare to look at him, he began to regret agreeing to Lei Zhenzi.

Without him,

I just feel tired!

"Junior brother, why don't you look around nearby? That sorcerer left in such a hurry, what if he didn't take your soul-hiding stone tablet away?" Lei Gang suggested.

Mao Xiaofang subconsciously wanted to refuse, or thought it was unnecessary, but Zhao Zheng said first: "Uncle Lei's words make sense. Come on, dig for me, dig three feet deep!"

"Yes, Marshal!"
The soldiers who followed them said in unison. Lei Gang, who had wanted to prove his innocence and plant the soul-hosting stone seed in Mao Xiaofang, was stunned, but he quickly recovered and shook his head, saying, "I'm just guessing."

"It's not a big problem. I've always been lucky!"

"???"

Lei Gang was stunned when he heard this, and the next moment, his heart sank, because he saw that the place where the soul tablet was hidden in the Naiji Stone had been dug up. Just when he was about to try to stop it, he found that Zhao Zheng was looking at him, which made him pretend to be curious.

"Have you always been lucky?"

"Of course, just like last night, Ah Chu wanted to harm me, but ended up finding Ah Hai instead!"

Zhao Zheng spoke with a smile, looking at Lei Gang's calm expression, he secretly said, "You have a very stable mentality. Let's see how stable you are next!"
"Young Marshal, I've found something!"

A soldier shouted while holding a wooden box dug out from a cave, and then trotted over to Zhao Zheng.

"Box?"

Looking at the wooden box in the soldier's hand, Mao Xiaofang's joy diminished. Zhao Zheng looked at Lei Gang's gloomy face for a moment, muttered something in his heart, and reached out to take the wooden box handed by the soldier with an unstable mentality, took a look at it and said.

"Yeah, nice lock!"

"Well, it doesn't look like it can be that easy..."

Lei Gang opened his mouth subconsciously, and then he saw Zhao Zheng throw the wooden box on the ground, jump up and step on it.

click-

The wooden box shattered instantly, causing Lei Gang's mouth to twitch. He then subconsciously took a half step back. Just when he was wondering whether the little ghost he had locked in the box to guard the stone soul-hiding tablet could cause any harm to Zhao Zheng, he saw Zhao Zheng reaching out his hand and grabbing in the air, and a ball of black gas entered his hand.

"Hey, you still want to trick me!"

"..."

Lei Gang looked helpless, but Zhao Zheng ignored his mood changes and just kicked away the broken pieces of the wooden box under his feet.

"Uncle Master, look!"

"Uh-huh!"

Mao Xiaofang's eyes lit up when he saw the familiar brand under the fragments of the wooden box. He quickly squatted down to pick it up and spoke excitedly.

"My Jishizanghun Pai!"

As he said that, Mao Xiaofang looked at Zhao Zheng with gratitude: "Ah Zheng, thank you so much this time. Without you, I don't think I would have found my Soul-Locking Stone Tablet!"

"No, Uncle, you should thank Uncle Lei. If he hadn't reminded me, my men wouldn't have been able to dig out the stone soul-hiding tablet!" Zhao Zheng gave the credit to Lei Gang with a smile on his face.

Lei Gang, who said he didn't want the credit and felt that he shouldn't have said anything too much, showed an unnatural smile on his face. He said with great frustration in his heart: "Junior brother, this is all thanks to A Zheng. I just said it casually!"

"Anyway, thank you so much, senior brother and A Zheng this time..." Mao Xiaofang expressed his gratitude again, Lei Gang said with a twitching mouth.

"Junior brother, you are too polite..."

"Yes, Uncle Master, you are too polite. And I have already said that we should thank Uncle Master Lei!" Zhao Zheng continued to rub salt into the wound.

Looking at Lei Gang who was extremely aggrieved, he secretly said that his mentality was just average, and then started to take Mao Xiaofang, who was in a hurry to go back to rebuild the Stone Soul-Hiding Tablet, back.

As for Lei Gang and the other two,

He said he would heal his wounds before going back!
In the sedan chair, Zhao Zheng looked at Mao Xiaofang, who still didn't think about Lei Gang. He was too lazy to speak. He just closed his eyes, seemingly resting his mind, but actually studying the practice of the Three Religions' Immortal Beheading Method and Immortal Binding Method.

that's it,
Time came to the next day,

Early morning, Fuxi Hall.

"Master Mao, something terrible has happened. Something has happened in the security team..." Zhou Sanyuan's panicked voice and the sound of knocking on the door came from outside the door.

Zhao Zheng, who had just finished lighting incense in the living room, was moved when he heard the sound. He knew that the grain was spoiling, so he walked to the door and said, "Master is in seclusion, Sanyuan, what happened?"

"Young Marshal, you're here. That's great. Come with me and take a look. The security team's food has gone bad!" Zhou Sanyuan said anxiously when he saw Zhao Zheng appear after the door opened.

"The food is rotten? Could it be him again?"

The person who spoke was not Zhao Zheng, but Lei Gang and his follower Lei Xiu, who walked out of the living room with angry faces. Zhou Sanyuan was stunned when he heard them.

"What is he again?"

"This... forget it, A Zheng, leave this matter to me!" Lei Gang said to Zhao Zheng with an embarrassed look on his face.

"No problem, please, uncle!"

Zhao Zheng looked at Lei Gang, who had suddenly changed the medicine in his gourd, with surprise in his heart, nodded, and then said to Zhou Sanyuan.

"Let my uncle Lei go with you to see what's going on. I won't go. I want to stay here to protect my uncle!"

"Yes, Marshal..."

Zhou Sanyuan said respectfully, and then hurriedly left with Lei Gang and the other two. Zhao Zheng looked at Mao Xiaofang, who was in seclusion in the quiet room in the backyard to recover his cultivation, and Ah Hai, who was guarding outside the quiet room door. Suddenly, he raised his eyebrows and looked at the black magic that was taking effect in various places in the town.

"Honestly, I hate people who waste food!"

Zhao Zheng frowned and stretched out his hand. With a wave of his hand, he directly destroyed the black magic that had taken effect in the homes of the people, which was the black magic that Lei Gang had arranged in advance to spoil the food.

As for whether his actions would disrupt Lei Gang's plan and thus change the cause and effect of Mao Xiaofang and Lei Gang's calamity, it doesn't matter. The worst that can happen is that he will just add a few more.

"Food is very expensive nowadays..."

Zhao Zheng muttered, retracted his gaze, and went to the living room to continue protecting Mao Xiaofang. On the other side, Lei Ganggang, who was about to reach the security team, secretly said that it should be about time.
Just when he was wondering whether the townspeople would exclaim, he discovered... there seemed to be no changes in the town.

The people were doing what they were supposed to do, and some were cooking. Lei Gang looked at a family on the roadside in surprise, who were clearly under a spell cast by him but were still washing rice.

"Master Lei, what are you looking at?"

Zhou Sanyuan asked curiously. Lei Gang shook his head and looked away, "Nothing. I was just wondering if there are other places in the town where the food has turned smelly like you said!"

"I don't know about this, but the security team's food is really smelly, and it all turned smelly overnight. Master Lei, do you think there is a food ghost?"

(End of this chapter)