I have mixed experience with Uncle Jiu

Chapter 11
(already edited)

However, Lin Sheng didn't care about it, and after giving the salutes one by one, he quickly stood behind his master, the four-eyed Taoist priest.

At this time, the rest of the junior Taoist priests who were bustling outside the door also pushed the door and walked in.

The leader is naturally Shi Shaojian, the son of Shi Jian.

In fact, among Taoists, it is rare to pass on spells to their sons. However, the Maoshan lineage has gradually declined to this day, especially since Liu Quande passed away.

In the orthodox Maoshan faction, there are only nine brothers, Lin Jiu, left.

Even so, it has been torn apart in recent years. For example, the third junior brother Shi Jian said was also Lin Sheng's third senior uncle. Since Liu Quande's death, his whereabouts have been unknown.

For example, Taoist priests like Liu Liang switched to business or started other careers early on.

This is the end of the Dharma era.

There are also fewer and fewer Taoist priests who purely follow the path of cultivation.

It was also because of this that Shi Jian accepted his son as his apprentice, but no one had anything to say.

"This guy really looks like a traitor." Lin Sheng glimpsed Shi Shaojian out of the corner of his eye.

Similar to the film and television image, half of Shi Shaojian's face is covered by bangs, and there is always a gloomy look on his face.

This kind of person always gives people a sense of injustice.

And his future fate also just illustrates this problem.

A group of Taoist priests headed by Shi Jian stood in front of the incense table at this time, while Shi Shaojian and the young Taoist priests slowly knelt down in front of the table table.

"Aren't you going over soon?" Seeing Lin Sheng still dazed beside him with four eyes, he drank in a low voice.

Lin Sheng was still immersed in his own thoughts just now, when he heard the master's words, he responded and walked towards the kneeling juniors.

"Why is the master's portrait a bit strange?" Lin Sheng found Wen Cai in the crowd and asked in a low voice.

"I heard that Shigong was killed by that white fox spirit before he was alive, that's why he left such a portrait." Wen Cai knew a little bit.

"What's that second uncle doing?" Lin Sheng asked.

He had never met this second martial uncle before, but he saw that this person had a calm complexion, mature and serious, as if he and Shi Jian could be equally as good as each other.

So he couldn't stop asking Wencai for advice.

He wanted to find out more clearly, and also be able to survive better in this world full of ghosts and monsters.

"That fat one is our Second Senior Uncle. I heard from Master that the Soul Calling Banner in Second Senior Uncle's hand was forged by Master himself. Back then, the Soul Calling Banner was a blood sacrifice to an evil ghost."

"Blood sacrifice?" Lin Sheng was a little confused about this word.

"That's right, I heard from Master that we cultivators have weapons in addition to dharma and art."

"This weapon is also a magic weapon."

"A powerful magic weapon usually plays a big role, and the forging of a magic weapon usually requires sacrifice."

"This kind of tradition has existed among the weapon masters in ancient times. Ou Yezi needs human blood to forge a sword. In other words, this human blood is a sacrifice."

"The greater the power of the sacrifice used to forge the magic weapon, the stronger the magic weapon will be."

Lin Sheng nodded thoughtfully, thinking that the magic weapon column in his previous system was still empty, he couldn't help being a little envious of the second master's summoning banner.

However, it seems that Jiushu Simu and others use common things such as mahogany swords, so I don't know if they are magic weapons.

Probably seeing Lin Sheng's doubts, Wen Cai then whispered next to him: "It's not so easy to forge a magic weapon of your own. For example, peach wood swords can only be regarded as ordinary utensils, not exclusive ones. First class, so it will not display too strong ability. When the master was still alive, I heard that the master only gave two apprentices to personally forge their own magical weapons. One was the second master, because the second Uncle Shi seems to be born with too weak aptitude, and he is too dull to practice Taoism."

"Master, the old man thought of him being simple and honest, so he helped him forge a magic weapon and gave it to him. This is the other one."

Wen Cai hesitated for a while.

Lin Sheng saw that Wencai was a little hesitant, so he said aside: "If you tell me, I will invite you to Fumanlou for a meal."

Fumanlou is the largest and most luxurious restaurant in Renjia Town.

Its boss, Fu Sangui, is the second richest man in the area besides Ren Fa.

When Wencai heard this, his eyes lit up immediately, and he licked his lips as if seeing a large table of delicacies in front of him.

"The other one is the Third Senior Uncle in the painting. I heard from Master that Senior Uncle Zhang's talent is far above all others. It's just a pity that he provoked something that shouldn't be provoked."

"The ghost-shaping stick, I heard from my master once said that it was my master's true love back then, and it was passed on to my third uncle alone, it's just a pity"

Lin Sheng heard him sigh, and then began to observe that painting.

In the painting, apart from the old man who is not very well-dressed, it is the little student in front of the picture who has drawn the most carefully. He is holding a wrist-thick stick in his hand, which seems to be a ghost-headed stick.

The end of the stick is in the shape of a small skull. Although the stick protrudes like a jagged rock in the picture, it still has a special attraction.

Not like everything!

Although I couldn't listen to the whole thing outside the hall just now, seeing that almost everyone mentioned that Master Zhang was hesitant, Lin Sheng vaguely guessed something, so he stopped mentioning that Master Zhang.

He planned that if he had time, he would also like to learn more about Maoshan from Uncle Jiu or Simu.

At the same time, he also wanted to know more clearly what kind of world he was in.

Perhaps, he needs another way to survive in this world.

Just at this time, the kneeling was over, and all these disciples and grandchildren received three sticks of incense from Shi Jian's hands, and worshiped them in the incense table of the master.

When Lin Sheng arrived, Lin Sheng was about to take the incense stick from the uncle's hand respectfully, but he didn't want Shi Jian to hold the incense head tightly with his hands like a stubborn stone.

Lin Sheng pulled it a few times without any response, and was about to say something, but found that the uncle was staring at him, motionless, as if he had discovered something unbelievable.

Lin Sheng was a little flustered by his stare, Shi Shaojian noticed the abnormality, and called "Dad" in Shi Jian's ear

It was only then that Shi Jian came to his senses that his old face, which was as stiff as a stubborn stone, suddenly forced a smile, which made people look very uncomfortable.

Then he put his big hand full of joints on Lin Sheng's shoulder.

"What is the relationship between the nephew and the Shenxiao faction?"

Lin Sheng looked at the smile that Shi Jian forced out, and suddenly shuddered, and goose bumps fell all over his body.

"I don't know." Lin Sheng replied truthfully. Although he didn't know why Shi Jian asked this question, it was not the first time that the Shenxiao faction had mentioned it. His master remembered it before.

He didn't lie about it, Lin Sheng didn't know much about Taoism, so he didn't know much about the Shenxiao school, and even in the memory of his original body, there seemed to be no Shenxiao school. material.

Seeing Lin Sheng shaking his head, Shi Jian couldn't say anything more, but when he handed the incense to Lin Sheng, he smiled quietly at Lin Sheng again.

That old face, in short, seems to be a face that looks like a peach blossom. If it is a beautiful woman, Lin Sheng may feel better, but Shi Jian.
Lin Sheng shivered, and hurriedly took Xiang and ran away.

Shi Jian squinted his old eyes and stared at Lin Sheng's back for a long time without saying a word.
After paying homage to the master, under the guidance of the four eyes, Lin Sheng also visited the second uncle Liu Liang, and the sixth uncle Tulong Daoist. Like a farmer.

Long Ming, Lin Sheng thought to himself.

Uncle Wu is carrying a mahogany sword on his back, and there is a piece of yellow silk tied on top of the mahogany sword.On its hilt, there is a little gossip.

I heard that the fifth master is his home all over the world, and he is an old-fashioned and warm-hearted man.Taoism is also extremely powerful.

The master spoke highly of him, and said that among the sect, perhaps except for Shi Jian and Liu Liang, no one is an opponent of the fifth master.

Master Eighth Master Qian Zhenren and Fourth Eye also gave a brief introduction.Did not go deep.

Lin Sheng had a general understanding. After the worship of the master was completed, the masters and uncles themselves had a lot of affairs, so they said goodbye one by one, and left Yizhuang with their disciples.

As for the Taoist priest with four eyes, because he has a very good relationship with Uncle Jiu, he stayed in Uncle Jiu's Yizhuang for an extra night.

As for Lin Sheng, he found that Shi Jian always seemed very strange, this kind of look.
Generally, there are only two types, one is when the lover looks at the shy sister, and the other is like a money-grubbing person discovering some treasure.

Thinking of this, Lin Sheng still shivered subconsciously.

For Master Bo Shijian, who had a very bad impression at first, it is even worse now!

(End of this chapter)