My Apprenticeship to Uncle Jiu: I Was a Warlord in the Republic of China

Simu had no choice but to sternly say, "You are so cruel, I will wait and see when you die!"

When he bent down to report the box, he suddenly saw a clay doll on the table that looked very much like Ikkiu, so he immediately changed his attitude and said in a friendly manner, "This clay doll looks a lot like you!"

Seeing that Simu's tone had softened, Ikkyu smiled and said to Simu, "Oh, this was made by Qingqing based on my image. If you like it, take it!"

Simu was delighted when he heard this and said, "That's great, but it would be even better if you could sign for me."

Ikkiu was a little surprised to hear this, but he still agreed and said, "Signing is not sincere enough, I will give you a handprint!"

Simu was even happier when he heard that, but he still tried to hold back his laughter and said, "That's fine."

When he got the clay doll, he happily returned home and asked Jiale to set up an altar and perform a ritual. Jiale said in confusion, "It's not even daybreak yet!"

Simu said with a straight face, "You have to choose a time to perform the ritual, why don't you go now!"

Jiale said "oh", scratched his head and left, muttering to himself as he walked away, "You have to choose the right time to perform a ritual. Didn't you say that yourself?"

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After Jiale set up the altar, Simu scraped off Ikkyu's handprint with a wooden knife, then used magic to control Ikkyu, pressing his laugh points and pulling out his rotten teeth, giving Ikkyu a lot of torment.

In the end, with the help of Qingqing, he was able to break free by eating a whole head of garlic.

When Ikkiu recovered, he immediately realized that it might be Simu who was playing a prank on him, so he went to the window to check. As expected, he found Simu there, performing a ritual on a straw man.

But the straw man remained motionless, and it was obvious that he could not get up again.

Seeing this, Ikkyu quickly called Qingqing to go back and get the stuff, and soon he brought Qingqing behind Simu.

While he was not paying attention, she took out a magic weapon to control Simu, then went back to her room to change clothes, while Simu accompanied Qingqing to play with firecrackers for a while.

After the two played for a while, Qingqing planned to make Simu admit his mistake, but Simu was too stubborn to admit it. Qingqing was not in a hurry and directly took out a huge sky-high monkey to shoot Simu into the sky.

Simu hurriedly said, "Stop playing, it could kill someone!"

Qingqing originally wanted Simu to admit his mistake, but seeing that he was being stubborn and refused to give up, it was finally Ikkyu who came out and gave them a way out, and the two of them let the matter go.

When Simu saw that Ikkyu would not remove the spell for him, he asked, "Hey, monk, why don't you help me remove it?"

Ikkyu smiled and said to Jiale, "Go get your master a jar of oil, and he will be relieved after drinking it."

Jiale was a stubborn guy and really brought a large jar of oil. In the end, Simu had no choice but to grit his teeth and drink up all the oil.

As for Jiang Li, he was sleeping on the floor of the room at this time. Without Jiang Li's order, the Taoist soldiers could not go out. After all, Simu did not call them.

So they looked at the novelty with great interest.

...

Early the next morning.

After finishing his morning lessons, Jiang Li went to the yard to make a secret weapon to deal with the royal zombies. It was a bamboo spear with a coffin nail as the tip. Jiang Li pulled the coffin nail from Old Master Ren's coffin. It should be able to break the royal zombies' defense.

At this time, Simu came up from behind and asked, "What are you doing, nephew? Why are you tying the coffin nails to the bamboo pole?"

Jiang Li smiled and said, "Good morning, uncle master. I just want to try whether such a weapon is suitable for dealing with zombies. If it works, I will use lightning-struck wood to make a spear like this. Then, even if I encounter armored zombies, I will be able to fight them!"

Simu heard this and said, "Okay, tell me if it works or not. If it does, I'll get one too."

Upon hearing this, Jiang Li mounted his horse and went to practice riding a lance.

This practice lasted for the whole morning. Feeling the feel of the bamboo spear, Jiang Li thought, "It's a pity that the bamboo pole is too light. It's not easy to use. It seems that I can only try to charge with the lance."

As he spoke, he urged the warhorse to run, while Jiang Li held the gun in one hand and tucked its tail under his armpit, and ran for a long distance before stopping.

Feeling the speed just now, Jiang Li couldn't help but think, "With this level of impact, it shouldn't be difficult for the coffin nail to penetrate its body, right?"

After trying a few more times, he returned to Simu Taoist Temple, and at this time he saw a group of soldiers dressed in Qing army uniforms, carrying sedan chairs and pushing carts parked outside Simu Taoist Temple, and one of the Taoists was talking to Simu.

Seeing this, Jiang Li hurriedly urged his horse to trot over, and as he ran, he shouted, "The one coming is Uncle Qianhe.

Seeing Jiang Li riding over, Qian He's eyes were full of doubts. He asked Jiang Li who had come close, "Who are you, and why do you call me uncle-master?"

Jiang Li dismounted, smiled, and bowed as a junior, saying, "Disciple Jiang Li, I am the third disciple of Master Lin Jiu."

Qian He smiled and said, "Oh, so you are the Jiang Li mentioned in the letter. Seeing your vigorous Qi and blood, it seems that my nephew's main training is body training!"

Jiang Li smiled and said, "My disciple has indeed practiced Xuanjia Gong, but I have only been practicing for a short time and have not achieved much."

Qian He heard this and said with a smile, "Nephew, don't be so modest. You are still young, but you have already mastered the Mysterious Armor Technique. I think you will definitely achieve extraordinary things in the future."

Jiang Li no longer dwelled on this topic, and instead said to Qian He, "Uncle Master, is that a zombie in the copper-horned golden coffin wrapped in an inkstone net?"

Qianhe replied, "It is indeed a zombie, but because of its identity, it cannot be burned now. It must be transported to the capital city to await the emperor's decision."

Jiang Li looked around but didn't find the awning. He thought it had been packed up. Otherwise, it would not be as easy to dismantle as in the movies, and it would not be too late to install it when it rained.

So he said, "Uncle Master, why don't you bring a tarpaulin when you are on a long journey? If it rains, won't it be very troublesome?"

Qianhe smiled and said, "I just listened to Master Ikkyu's advice and have already taken down the awning. Letting it get some sun can also reduce some of the corpse gas."

Jiang Li frowned and said, "Uncle Master, wait a minute."

Then he shouted to a soldier, "Asan, bring me the tarpaulin and the two nails."

Then he said to Qianhe, "Uncle Qianhe, you also know that there are unexpected events. It will be troublesome if it rains at this time."

Seeing that Ah San was already holding the bundle of oilcloth, Jiang Li took it and handed it to Qian He and said, "Master, take this bundle of oilcloth with you. Maybe it can be used."

Then he took out two coffin nails and handed them to Qianhe.

Seeing this, Chizuru asked, "Is this a coffin nail?"

Jiang Li nodded and said, "It was taken out from a black zombie coffin that had been nurtured in a Feng Shui treasure land for twenty years. I just hope that you, Master, don't need it."

Qian He smiled and said, "Then this coffin nail is very extraordinary. Uncle Master will not refuse it. I will return it to you when this matter is over."