Uncle Jiu's Senior Brother

After a few days of recuperation, Wencai's injuries finally recovered. After this battle with zombies alone, Wencai's practice also got on the right track, although he still had no talent in cultivation.

But hard work can make up for lack of talent, and I should be able to make a living from this line of work in the future.

Wencai and the woman from Shangli Village still didn't get together. Before their beautiful relationship could blossom, it was forcibly interrupted by the girl's family.

The girl's family didn't want their daughter to marry a man who looked after a funeral cemetery.

Wencai was depressed for several days because of this, but fortunately he had a cheerful personality and he recovered after a few days.

There was no use from Uncle Jiu and Lu Li to comfort her.

"How do you feel now?"

Uncle Jiu looked at his second disciple who was smiling again.

"Master, I'm fine now. If you don't believe me, just look."

Wencai kicked his legs a few times on the spot.

"Well, not bad. You were injured by a zombie before. I'm afraid there is some residual zombie poison in your body."

"Master, I checked on him and he is recovering well. But if he wants to get back to normal, he needs to get more sun."

Lu Li just used his spiritual sense to help Wencai carefully examine his body, and this time the corpse poison was cleared away.

But a lot of vitality is still lost. Getting more sun exposure can help replenish yang energy and enhance resistance.

Moreover, after this breakup, Lu Li started to read some literature and developed a desire to pursue the truth. Although he was not very good at magic, he could still practice his boxing skills.

So he passed the "Jade Purity Sword Technique" to him. Other skills require the support of cultivation, but even if the cultivation level of the "Jade Purity Sword Technique" is low, the peach wood sword can still cause damage to ghosts and monsters.

That afternoon, the master and his two disciples were drinking afternoon tea and chatting in the yard. It was not long after the Ghost Festival.

It is the hottest time of the year and there is no air conditioning to relieve the heat, making the house very stuffy and uncomfortable.

So the best way is to escape the heat under a tree or in a pavilion in the yard.

"Qiu Sheng is finally coming home. Why does it take two weeks to get home?"

Wencai said gloomily that his best brother had been gone for so long, and it was a pity that they had to wait two weeks before they could meet again.

"Why so many whys? You need to practice hard. Next time, Master will let you and Qiu Sheng go out together."

What worried Lu Li the most after returning to Renjia Town was teaching Wencai martial arts, as he hadn't been able to learn it for more than ten years when he was a child.

Now even if Wencai changes a little, it won't be easy to teach him, so Uncle Jiu simply gave up and handed everything over to Lu Li.

Lu Li felt that teaching Wencai was harder than cultivating to the Jindan stage.

"If you can reach the Qi training stage, I will let Qiu Sheng take you with him next time he goes out."

Uncle Jiu had originally given up on teaching Wencai and planned to let him run the charity cemetery in the future.

But recently Uncle Jiu has picked up a little hope again.

A few people were chatting animatedly when someone knocked on the door.

Wencai opened the door and found two men and one woman standing at the door. The leading man spoke first.

"Excuse me, is this the residence of Taoist Priest Lu Li?"

"Oh! So you are looking for my senior brother."

Wencai turned around and shouted to Lu Li in the pavilion: "Big Brother, three people are looking for you."

When Lu Li came out, he saw that they were indeed old acquaintances. Aren’t these Partridge Whistle, Hua Ling and the old foreigner?

Why are you here if you're not in Xiangxi?

He led the three people into the house and took them to the pavilion where they were introduced to each other by Uncle Jiu.

"How did you get here? You and Lechen have learned all the skills, Partridge Whistle."

Partridge Whistle took out the tomb-robbing lieutenant talisman and said, "Master said he has taught me everything he can, and he left after giving me this."

"Then I met Mr. Chen, the boss. He heard that I was planning to come and see you, so he gave me a letter and asked me to pass it on to you."

Letter? It was from Chen Yulou. Lu Li took the letter and opened it. He saw that the letter said: The matter entrusted by the Taoist priest has been settled. The Japanese have found out that they have set their sights on the eighteenth chieftain of Xiangxi, White Nose.

Who is Bai Bizi? When Lu Li first arrived in Sichuan Prefecture, he entrusted the Xiangling token to the people of Xiangling and asked them to help him keep an eye on some large tombs, especially to watch out for the Fuso people.

I didn't expect to get the news so soon, but these chieftains themselves don't really know much about it.

Uncle Jiu took the letter, read it and frowned.

He is not as knowledgeable as Lu Li. After all, Lu Li was a college student in his previous life.

Partridge Whistle also saw the contents of the letter on the table.

"The Taoist priest is looking for the eighteenth chieftain, maybe I know."

"You know, that's right, you specialize in this, too."

Those who do business like theirs do have special channels to get some unique information.

Hua Ling and the old foreigner didn't talk after they came in and greeted each other, but just sat quietly by the side.

Everyone present was of high status, but they didn't have the courage to interrupt.

Now he is looking at Partridge Whistle with shining eyes, saying, "Senior brother, you really know a lot."

Partridge Whistle took a breath and said, "You may know that the chieftain system in Xiangxi began in the Five Dynasties and flourished during the Yuan and Ming Dynasties. Later, because the Qing Dynasty strengthened its control and management over the chieftains, they lost their independence and autonomy and eventually declined."

"This Eighteenth King may be the Eighteenth Tusi King White Nose. I heard that he is incompetent and cruel."

Seeing that Uncle Jiu and Lu Li were listening attentively, Partridge Whistle took a sip of tea and continued.

"Legend has it that this Tusi was the reincarnation of a white snake spirit, with a green face and fangs. Because his nose was white, the locals called him the White-Nosed Tusi King, and he governed the Tujia area in western Hunan."

The reincarnation of the white snake spirit is quite interesting. Lu Li really wants to meet this white snake.

"It is said that this White Nose was very rich and lived in a throne room. He also threw gold and silver treasures into the river and had people strip naked to pick them up, regardless of whether they were men or women. Countless people died because of this."

Uncle Jiu’s eyebrows began to frown. This man was really cruel.

"He would burn the city every year, killing many people. Every household in the city would cry loudly, but he would sit in the Golden Throne Hall, drinking with his ministers and watching the scenery, laughing triumphantly."

"He's a real hell-bender."

Wencai next to him muttered, "Senior brother is cruel enough, but this guy is even crueler than you."

"So, Chen Yulou must be talking about him. The more brutal people are, the more they fear death. They know that they will go to hell and suffer after death, so they are obsessed with immortality. They must have obtained a lot of treasures."

Lu Li was thinking of the ancient emperors. Those who wanted to live forever were either obsessed with power or too afraid of death to want to give up. However, they had one thing in common, which was that they desperately tried to find some magical treasures.

Uncle Jiu seemed to have thought of something, "The Fuso people are probably eyeing the treasures in his tomb."

After all, Senior Brother and Sister Queqiao Shao were here, so Lu Li and Uncle Jiu didn't say much.

"You are not here just to deliver a letter, are you?"

Upon hearing this, Partridge Whistle bowed down, and Hua Ling and the old foreigner followed him.

Lu Li immediately understood their purpose and realized that he was just being rude.

I was born to be a hard worker. I have only had a few days of peace and quiet.

"Get up, didn't I say I would take you to find the Zhuchen Pearl when the time is right?"

"Thank you, Master Lu." The two brothers and sisters of Partridge Whistle expressed their gratitude.

Uncle Jiu listened for a long time and finally understood.

These three people seemed to be asking Lu Li to find something in the tomb.

"A-Li, you are a cultivator, why do you always go to rob tombs?"

Lu Li knew that Uncle Jiu had misunderstood, so he told him the origins of Partridge Whistle and the other two.

It was also said that there were basically only three of them left as descendants of the Zagrama tribe, and they could only be saved by finding the so-called Zhuchen Pearl.

"Master, I suspect that the Zhuchen Pearl is the phoenix gallbladder, which is the natural essence of fire and the best extremely yang thing in the world. That's why Partridge Whistle and the others need to use the Zhuchen Pearl to break the extremely yin curse in their blood."

At this time, Queqiao Shao said: "Master Lin, my three brothers and sisters only ask for the use of the Zhuchen Pearl to lift the curse, nothing else."

Lu Li knew that the curse could not be lifted by the Zhuochen Pearl alone, and some things had to be said in person.

"Partridge Whistle, the Zhuchen Pearl alone cannot break your curse. It also needs to be coordinated with the Ghost Mother's Eyes. The Zhuchen Pearl is only the source of power to open the seal. To use this power, you still need to rely on the eyes."