Chapter 124

With master Ren's zombies destroyed, renjiazhen regained its former calm. Yuqingjue and Ren Tingting paid homage to renjiazhen under the witness of Uncle nine and master Ren.

Yuqingjue came out of Jiushu Yizhuang this day and saw a young man with a pigtail looking at some women on the roadside. Yuqingjue frowned: the boy's cultivation at the peak of the Taoist embryo doesn't have the bearing that a Taoist should have. Then a spiritual power worked, and the fingertips flicked at the young man's ass with a great force.

"Ouch"

The young man gave a miserable cry and looked around with some ferocity in his eyes. Yuqingjue had turned and left when he was exerting his strength, so the man didn't see who did it, so he had to touch his ass and limp towards home.

Yuqingjue looked at the young man's walking appearance, lifted the corners of his mouth, then shook his head and went home. There was a beautiful wife waiting for him.

Time unknowingly arrived on the eve of the Chinese New Year's day. Yuqingjue looked at the busy Qiusheng and a group of summoners. Uncle Jiu was writing some official articles at this time. Of course, this official article was for the following people, not others.

"Uncle nine, when the ghost gate of the Chinese New Year is opened, you have to watch Wencai. He made a mistake in his last cultivation. He is a little confused. I'm afraid something will happen." Yu qingjue looked at some stunned Wencai and said with worry.

"Hey" Uncle Jiu put down his brush, looked at the Wencai aside, sighed, raised his hand and touched Wencai's head: "this boy is greedy for work. This is a lesson for him. After a few days, his magic power will calm down and his mind will naturally recover."

"In the evening, don't let him run there to play." yuqingjue frowned, but he remembered that when Wencai was delirious, he and Qiusheng sent ghosts to Yin, causing the ghosts to escape.

"Ah, there are opera singers who can watch ah, OK, OK" Wen Cai on one side heard a happy cry here.

Uncle Jiu patted Wencai on the head with a headache and said to Qiusheng: "Qiusheng, don't go back here at night. Stay here and help me watch Wencai. Don't let him go out."

Qiu Sheng immediately put down the printing board in his hand. Some financial fans looked at the number on it: "Wow, five thousand Liang, if you give it to me, you'll be rich."

Yuqing Jue took a swipe at the corner of his mouth, which was given to the following. Uncle nine looked a little angry: "take it away if you want. Don't be polite. I'll give you more every year."

The many callers around also laughed.

Qiu Sheng smiled, "ah, forget it, but master, how did it change from 4000 Liang last year to 5000 Liang this year?"

Uncle nine sighed helplessly: "now that prices are rising, add everything above, and you should add more below!"

Yuqingjue laughed a little, but Qiusheng said with a smile: "master, I didn't expect you to have no human feelings, but you have enough ghost feelings."

Yuqingjue looked at Qiusheng sympathetically. As expected, uncle nine changed his look and directly hit Qiusheng with his fingers: "what do you do with so much nonsense? Learn from your younger martial brothers and go to work."

Qiu Sheng touched his head and answered. Looking at the faces of many summoners who were smiling, he couldn't hang up: "what are you laughing at? Go to work quickly."

Seeing that it was getting late, yuqingjue said goodbye to Uncle nine and slowly walked home. Ren Tingting was wearing home clothes and fiddling with some flowers.

Seeing this, he directly came forward to hold her in his arms and kissed her gently: "Tingting, your cultivation has stalled recently. It seems that my strength will be better later."

Ren Tingting blushed and patted yuqingjue with some shame. Her accomplishments were basically piled up by yuqingjue every night. She just looked very high. If she really wanted to fight, she could be crushed by other self-cultivation in the same realm.

Of course, yuqingjue didn't expect Ren Tingting to fight and deal with the housework well. He couldn't bear to let Ren Tingting get hurt: "by the way, qingjue, since the last incident, the business at home has become bigger and bigger. Recently, my father is a little tired. Can you help my father with your spiritual power?"

Yuqingjue looked at Ren Tingting, who was embarrassed, smiled and said, "what's wrong? When the father-in-law comes back, I'll wash his marrow with spiritual power. It's not certain that the father-in-law's life may be dragon and tiger, and it's not certain that he can add a brother to you."

Ren Tingting immediately smiled and patted yuqingjue: "no one is right."

At night, in Yizhuang, Qiu Sheng was looking at some literary talent who was ready to move. His eyes changed: "literary talent, please be quiet and go to bed. There is still work to do tomorrow."

Wencai was stunned and looked at Qiusheng: "Qiusheng has a play to watch tonight. Let's go together. I haven't seen a play for a long time."

Qiu Sheng patted his forehead with a headache. This guy was for living people to see. He patted Wencai angrily. This guy has a bad practice and has to take care of him himself.

"Goo ~" Qiu Sheng's face stiffened and covered his stomach: Damn it, it's certain that he ate too much seafood today. Pointing to Wencai, he said, "be honest. I'll be back when I go."

Wen Cai smiled and looked at Qiu Sheng who was far away. He directly turned and ran out of the Yizhuang and ran to the stage. When Qiusheng walked into the room with a comfortable face, the fool's eye disappeared.

"Master, no, Wencai is gone"

Uncle Jiu quickly put down the official text in his hand, directly flashed out and looked at the anxious Qiusheng: "what's the matter?"

Qiu Sheng wondered: "master, I just went to a thatched cottage. When I came back, Wencai disappeared."

Uncle nine patted his forehead: "I'm sorry, this boy must have run to the stage."

Then he asked the summoners in the house to continue printing some paper money, practice the Dharma in Haosheng, and with a sigh, told Shang Qiusheng to go to the stage.

The callers in the house talked about it one after another

"Hey, shall we go and have a look?"

"What's good, isn't it that the fool of Wencai has been punished by ghosts?"

"Why don't we go home? Send vegetables?"

In the theater, Wen Cai was standing under the stage, happily watching the performance on the stage, while still biting sugarcane and cheering. Everyone on the stage vomited blood. Where did this fool come from? This play is for people to see.

A dark wind blew, and one of the actors on the stage winked at the acclaimed Wencai and wanted him to go quickly. However, Wencai was mentally damaged and didn't care. He still watched with interest. The actor had no choice but to continue.

"Great"

This is uncle Jiu and Qiusheng. They have arrived at the door. They open the curtain and look at the Wencai standing in the center. As soon as the corner of their eyes twitches, Qiusheng smiles and says, "master, Wencai is so happy to see here alone. Who is this singing to? There is not even a ghost."

Uncle Jiu shrugged. At the center of Qiu Sheng's eyebrows, Qiu Sheng scratched his head toward the theater. When he turned his head, he suddenly sweated. It was a ghost of a shed. He wanted to shout. Uncle Jiu quickly covered him: "don't shout, it will scare them."

Qiu Sheng made a gesture, looked at Uncle Jiu to put down his hand and hurriedly asked, "what do you do, master?"

The ninth uncle took out a red thread and tied it to Qiusheng's finger, pointing to Wencai: "go in and take Wencai out. Remember, don't break the thread."

"Yes, master"

Qiusheng tightened the red line on his hand. Just when Qiusheng wanted to go in, a female ghost looked at Wencai and touched Wencai's chest. Suddenly Qiusheng opened his eyes and then looked at Uncle Jiu: "master, this..."

Uncle Jiu blushed and coughed, "don't look, this female ghost wants to hang him."

Qiusheng suddenly smiled at Wencai with some obscene eyes.

At this time, Wencai didn't know it. He bit sugarcane to watch the play. Uncle Jiu took a picture of Qiusheng and asked him to hurry in and bring Wencai out. At this time, a bright figure floated down the sky, and Qiusheng's eyes were straight.

"Go away" the bright female ghost drove the obscene female ghost away directly. Qiu Sheng hurriedly ran up and took Wencai and wanted to leave: "Wencai, go away."

Wen Cai looked at Qiu Sheng and pointed to the stage with a smile: "Qiu Sheng, you're here. Their performance is so good. You can stay and go back later."

Qiu Sheng was in a cold sweat. Then he picked up his magic and nodded at Wencai's eyebrows like Uncle Jiu. Suddenly, Wencai's eyes lit up: "Wow, when did so many people come? It's so lively."

At this time, the bright female ghost winked at Qiusheng. For a moment, Qiusheng was fascinated by the stunned literary talent: "did the two handsome boys see the four men? They are bad guys who bully others. Can you help them?" he also threw a wink at him.