My Master is Lin Zhengying

He did not meet Qiu Sheng along the way.

Could it be that Qiusheng was haunted by a female ghost again?

But after thinking about it, it's impossible.

Dong Xiaoyu was recruited by him, who else would pester Qiusheng?

Thinking of this, Nan Chen said again:

"Maybe Elder Brother has gone back to his aunt's house!"

"Well, I guess so."

Uncle Jiu nodded and ignored it.

Qiusheng is a native of Renjia Town, so he can't lose it even if he thinks about it.

Then I looked back at Wencai.

It turned out that Wen Cai was sleeping against the head of the bed.

Uncle Jiu didn't get angry, he picked up two wattle sticks and whipped them up.

"Snapped!"

"Ouch, my ass."

Wen Cai screamed and woke up suddenly.

Uncle Nine had a sullen face:

"I'm almost turning into a zombie, you still have the nerve to sleep? Keep jumping!"

"Yes, it's the master!"

Wen Cai could only stand up and continue to move his body.

Beware of blood solidification and turning into zombies.

Uncle Jiu opened the rice pocket and saw two bags of rice inside.

A bag of glutinous rice, a bag of sticky rice, some puzzled said:

"Nanchen, didn't the teacher only let you buy glutinous rice? Why did you buy a bag of glutinous rice?"

Nan Chen smiled:

"It's a gift from the landlord's idiot, buy glutinous rice and get glutinous rice..."

Uncle Jiu didn't understand, so Nan Chen said it in detail.

After listening to Uncle Jiu, he smiled wryly and shook his head.

He secretly said that he was his apprentice.

Not only is it prudent to do things, but it is also shrewd when encountering problems.

I like it even more in my heart.

"Nan Chen, it's getting late, you should go back to your room to rest!

Here I leave it to the teacher. "

Nan Chen is really tired, he hasn't rested for several days.

So nodding, I turned around and went back to my room.

But he thought about the matter of the man in black at night.

Then he said to Uncle Jiu:

"Master, when I came back, I encountered a wild ghost on the side of the road."

"Meet a wild ghost?"

Uncle Jiu's face suddenly became serious, and his brows were slightly frowned.

"Well, said the Wild Ghost.

There is a sorcerer nearby who is summoning souls to catch ghosts and absorbing souls. "

"What? Calling souls and catching ghosts, Western souls seizing souls?"

Uncle Jiu was shocked and took a step forward.

He stared at Nan Chen closely.

Uncle Jiu is a descendant of Maoshan.

Not only will it be his own duty to subdue demons and eliminate demons.

For the evil spirits, it is even more punishable.

"That's right, master, that's what the wild ghost said.

Moreover, I also saw that person.

There were three silver bells on the man's cane.