Chi Qiao said, "No, I am now at a higher level than you. Your elixir is of no use to me. If you want to benefit me, wait until you are at a higher level than me."

The uncle couldn't help but feel a little envious of Chi Qiao, "If I had started earlier, with my talent, I would have definitely reached the foundation-building stage by now."

As he spoke, he couldn't help but sigh, regretting that he hadn't seen Chi Qiao's live broadcast earlier, and had wasted so many years.

【Hahahaha, Master, you succeeded! 】

[I am dying of laughter. This uncle is so funny. Hahahaha! ]

[Master, tell me the truth, when the uncle said he wanted to give you some of the elixir, did you panic? Hahaha! ]

Netizens are almost dying of laughter. What kind of magical plot is this? A mentally ill uncle can hear plants talk, and he even connects with the master to become his disciple. He also suspects that the master is jealous of him, and in order to thank the master, he wants to give some of his medicine to her. This is enough to make them laugh for half a year!

However, some netizens were wondering, "Master, how did you give the elixir to the uncle?"

At this moment, someone knocked on the door. "Dad, why did you lock the door? Open it! I'm back!"

Outside is the uncle's 13-year-old youngest son, who attends junior high school in their town. However, this morning he discovered that his father's medicine was gone and was not available in the town, so he took a leave in the morning and went to the county to buy medicine.

I have been traveling all the way and just got back now. I haven't even had lunch yet.

When the uncle heard it was his son, he went over and opened the door. The son put the medicine on the table and went to pour water, "Dad, come, take the medicine."

When he mentioned taking medicine, the uncle's face was full of resistance, "I've already said I'm not sick, but you still ask me to take medicine every day. If you don't believe me, ask Sanye!"

"What, little friend, Dad, don't be fooled!"

Nowadays, the income from farming in rural areas is not enough to cover expenses, especially for families like theirs with sick patients and school-age children. So except for the two of them at home, everyone else in the family went out to work.

Originally, his son had good grades and a key junior high school in the county tried to recruit him, but in order to stay at home to take care of his father, he had no choice but to stay in an ordinary junior high school in the town.

At this time, he walked over to look at the phone on the table, and heard the person on the phone say, "This is the elixir our sect sent to you. If you want to improve your cultivation, you must take it on time."

The son's head was full of question marks after hearing this, and the uncle didn't quite believe it either. He had been taking this medicine for many years. If it could improve his cultivation, he wouldn't have not yet ascended.

"My dear, you are lying to me too, aren't you? This is the medicine they gave me to treat my brain because they thought I was sick. For a while, I took so much medicine that I couldn't even hear the flowers and plants talking. This medicine will suppress my talent, I can't take it!"

[Hahaha, you say the uncle is not sober, he still knows that it is the medicine for his brain. You say he is sober, he still thinks that the medicine suppresses his talent, hahaha! ]

[I am so funny, hahaha! What should the master do? The uncle won’t be fooled! ]

[Master's back is sweating, hahaha! ]

Netizens were watching with great joy. Chi Qiao smiled, but her back didn't break out in sweat. She said calmly, "We can't let others know about our cultivation, so the sect used magic to replace the medicine they gave you to treat your brain. If you don't believe me, open it and see if it's different from before."

The uncle opened the plastic bag doubtfully and saw that the medicine box was indeed different from before. He opened a box and took a look. The color of the capsules inside was also different from what he had taken before.

His eyes lit up. He was right to connect to the live broadcast today. This sect is truly extremely powerful!

But he became worried again, and his voice became a little lower, "But so many people are watching, won't they all know if you say this?"

"It's okay. I will use magic to erase their memories of this period later."

Chi Qiao smiled.

The uncle was relieved.

[Hahaha, what kind of conversation is this? Is everyone in good spirits? ]

[But, Master, you don't really know this kind of magic, do you? ]

[Huh? What happened just now? Why don't I remember it? Where were you talking about? ]

【Well......】

Netizens started pretending to have amnesia, but the uncle thought it was real. He was very envious of Chi Qiao for being able to use this kind of magic. Then he quickly put away his "magic medicine" to avoid being seen by the cultivators hiding in the live broadcast room and being snatched away.

The son was confused as he listened, but when he saw his father happily taking the medicine, he smiled with relief and thought, "Never mind, no matter what the situation is, as long as his father is willing to take the medicine."

After the uncle took the medicine, Chi Qiao said, "We have to follow the rules of the world when we practice. Weeds growing in the fields must be removed, otherwise the crops will not grow, and we will have to practice on an empty stomach. If you don't want to commit sins of killing, you can plant the removed grass in the wild. There are fewer people in the wild, and the spiritual energy is more abundant, which is more conducive to their growth."

Chi Qiao sighed inwardly. If he didn't ask the uncle to stop messing with the villagers' fields, he would probably get beaten one day. The fat woman who just came was not someone to be trifled with.

The uncle now likes Chi Qiao very much and thinks that Chi Qiao is a great man. After Chi Qiao finished speaking, he pondered for a moment and said, "Master, what you said makes a lot of sense. I was too conservative before."

Netizens laughed again when they saw the uncle listening to advice, but the uncle suddenly seemed to remember something, and he leaned in close to the camera and looked at Chi Qiao mysteriously and said, "My friend, I heard from Taoshu from Sandunzi's house next door that Sandunzi killed his wife and buried her under the peach tree. I told the villagers but no one believed me. You should talk to our sect and let them handle it. We can't let the murderer get away with it!"

"Okay, someone will be there soon. Is your address in Zaozhuang Village, Xiaozhai Township, Sanhui County, Pingnan City?"

Chi Qiao and the uncle confirmed the address, actually telling it to the internet police in the live broadcast.

"Yeah!"

The uncle was once again amazed by Chi Qiao's magic. He never told her his address after he connected with her, but she was able to calculate it accurately. This time he met a real master!

At this moment, the Internet police in the live broadcast room saw Chi Qiao's meaningful look and understood, damn! There couldn't be a murder case!

They watched Chi Qiao's live broadcast and always had unexpected gains. But this time the uncle was confused. When the uncle said that there was a person buried under the peach tree, they just thought it was a problem with the uncle's brain, but now Chi Qiao's meaning was not like that!

The Internet police quickly contacted the police in Xiaozhai Township through various means. Anyway, it wouldn't cost much to go and take a look.

When the police in Xiaozhai Township heard that there might be a murder case, they immediately took it seriously. In small towns, even if there are cases, they are usually petty thefts, and the more serious ones are gang fights. Now that there is a murder case, it must be taken seriously! They organized a few people to go out immediately.

In Chi Qiao's live broadcast room, netizens did not have the vigilance of the Internet police. They thought that Chi Qiao was just coaxing the uncle again, and the barrage of comments was full of relaxation.

[There is also a confused guy in our village, but he is not as funny as the uncle. He always throws stones at people. ]

[But, even though I know it’s fake, it still feels creepy to hear the uncle say it like that. ]

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