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Jackie Chan: "Okay, I'll keep a close eye on the shields in the castle. I hope you're not a fraud."

Ning Chen: "Good luck."

He didn't think there was anything wrong with Uncle Long's attitude.

After all, for the first twenty years of his life, Uncle Jackie lived in the technological age and had not yet come into contact with supernatural forces.

It was after he obtained the shield inlaid with the rooster charm that the gears of fate began to turn.

Starting with this shield, spells, magic, dark energy, wizards, demons…

These things appeared one after another, shattering Uncle Jackie's worldview to dust!

……

Xianyang Palace.

Ying Zheng was always superstitious.

After confirming Ning Chen's identity as an immortal, Ying Zheng believed him even more.

They thought that Fusu had ruined his empire.

Unexpectedly, it was Zhao Gao and Li Si, those two treacherous officials.

They actually supported that rebellious son Hu Hai to ascend to the throne.

They also killed Fusu and Meng Tian.

No wonder the Qin Dynasty collapsed so quickly...

"Guards! Hu Hai and his birth mother harbor wolfish ambitions and must not be allowed to live. Immediately throw them into the imperial prison and give them white silk and poisoned wine."

Li Si's entire family was executed, and Li Si and Zhao Gao were torn apart by chariots!

Take their heads and hang them on the walls of Xianyang for five years.

After issuing a series of orders, Ying Zheng finally felt a little relieved.

Then, as if remembering something, he suddenly said,

"Search for rare and wondrous items from all over the world for me—scriptures, books, gold, silver, jade, rare ores, anything goes. And do it quickly!"

The eunuch beside him knelt down and shouted, "Yes, sir!"

Ying Zheng knew he had offended Ning Chen, so he wanted to give the immortal a gift as an apology.

Building a closer relationship with the immortals is the top priority right now.

……

Time flies by.

A magnificent mortuary rose up on the outskirts of Renjia Town.

The mortuary was completed on schedule in just seven days.

Ning Chen was peacefully reading in his new room, living a very comfortable life.

Qiu Sheng and Wen Cai diligently practiced the spiritual talismans and martial arts that Ning Chen had given them in the spacious courtyard.

To their surprise, Uncle Nine's departure lasted longer than they had imagined.

The mortuary was completed, and another half month passed.

Uncle Nine is finally back.

P.S.: Uncle Nine is back!! Please give me flowers! Please give me data!!!

Chapter 31 My Home is Gone?! Uncle Nine's Shock (Seeking flowers and data!!!)

Uncle Nine walked over from a distance.

He looked somewhat tired, clearly indicating that the trip had not gone smoothly.

But the further I walked, the more something felt off. The roads and the scenery were very familiar.

But the mortuary he ran just vanished like that?

"My home is gone..."

Uncle Jiu gazed at the magnificent and imposing righteousness before him.

Suddenly, I felt a little lost.

Wait a minute, this is clearly the location of my family's mortuary, how come it's suddenly changed to another one?

Did those two brats, Wencai and Qiusheng, sell Yizhuang?

"That's not right either..."

With a heart full of trepidation, Uncle Jiu sneaked into the mortuary like a thief.

In the spacious courtyard, Qiu Sheng and Wen Cai were exchanging ideas.

Wencai changed his hand seals, placing a yellow talisman between his fingertips.

He then closed his eyes tightly and stomped his foot hard on the ground.

Then he folded the yellow talisman and swallowed it directly into his mouth.

Then,

A powerful aura emanated from Wen Cai.

Wen Cai's fist flew like a cannonball, making a whooshing sound in the air.

without any exaggeration,

The punch landed on the purple zombie's head, and the zombie's head was about to shatter into pieces on the spot.

Qiu Sheng was equally unyielding, his movements so fast they seemed almost illusory.

He leaped into the air like a whirlwind, delivering a powerful whip kick that collided with Wen Cai's fist.

The speed was astonishing!

After a dull thud, dust and smoke immediately filled the air.

Uncle Nine watched in stunned silence.

These two good-for-nothing boys seem to have made great progress, you could say they've improved by leaps and bounds!

After their sparring session ended, Uncle Nine also came to his senses.

He stopped acting suspiciously, walked directly up to them, and said with a frown:

"What are you two doing? And what's this mortuary all about?"

“Master, while you were away, ghosts came and caused trouble, destroying our mortuary. Junior Uncle then led us to rebuild it.”

"It's much more impressive than before. Master, there are now more than ten rooms. I can stay overnight at the mortuary from now on!"

The two chatted excitedly, one after the other.

Especially Qiu Sheng, who used to run back and forth between the mortuary, his aunt's house, and the shop.

Now that I have my own room, it's not so troublesome, and I can spend more time learning martial arts from my junior uncle.

Uncle Nine looked at the mortuary, which was more than five times larger than before, and nodded to himself.

Then, as if realizing something, his expression froze. "Where did you get the money?"

This mortuary may be impressive, but it costs a considerable amount of money.

Could it be that these two little brats discovered his secret stash of money?

It shouldn't be...

His secret stash of money was wrapped in oil paper and buried in a muddy pond three miles away. How could those two boys have known?

Wen Cai scratched his head and said, "Actually, it's Junior Uncle's money. He said it was left by the Advisor."

Uncle Nine suddenly realized, "So that's how it is."

It's only natural that Master would give his junior brother some money since he came all the way from Maoshan.

"Since my junior brother has spent so much, I must find a way to make it up to him in the future," Uncle Nine thought to himself.

"Where is your junior uncle?"

Qiu Sheng replied, "Junior Uncle is reading in his room. He's so patient. If it were me, I couldn't sit still for even an hour."

"Should I call my uncle over?" Wencai asked, looking at his ninth uncle.

Uncle Nine waved his hand and said:

"No need. Your junior uncle is a natural talent for cultivation. There's no need to disturb him. I'll go see him later."

He was very fond of this junior brother, and Uncle Nine had always disapproved of such outdated rules.

Wencai was very perceptive; he pulled his master into the main hall.

Then he served a cup of tea to his master.

Uncle Jiu took the cup of Biluochun tea and took a small sip.