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

Han Yong took the ocean, promised with a smile that he would help ask, and then took his people away.

At this time, Old Wu came to Jiang Li and said, "Master, the purchasing staff has bought back another batch of stamping and pouring equipment. Do you think these things should be shipped directly to Wuzhu Mountain or put in the warehouse first?"

"Oh, now that we have bought the equipment, let's transport it to Wuzhu Mountain!"

Then he said to Ah San, "Go to Teng Teng County and mobilize two platoons of soldiers to escort this batch of equipment to Wuzhu Mountain, and bring the workers you recruited earlier with you."

"Master, rest assured, I will complete the task!"

As he said this, he mounted his horse and headed towards Tengteng County.

Watching Ah San leave, Jiang Li nodded silently, "This guy is now a bit more presentable, not as casual as before."

He collected his thoughts, installed the Maxim on the motorcycle, said goodbye to Ren Tingting, got on the motorcycle, and went to Qingyun Temple with ten Taoist soldiers.

Along the way, he was calculating the cards in his hand. "In my storage bag, there is not only a Maxim, but also dozens of ammunition belts full of bullets, dozens of grenades and a spiritual weapon. Even if I really have to fight against Shi Jian, I think it should be enough."

As for his copper stick, it has always stayed in the storage bag. In addition, there are several copper swords and some small things such as talismans and bells.

However, he felt that using these things to deal with Shi Jian might not be very realistic, so he did not include them in his calculations.

Along the way, Jiang Li's rumbling motorcycle was very cool, attracting many people who were chopping wood and farming to cast surprised glances at him.

But he ignored it and soon brought his group to Qingyun Temple.

The two disciples guarding the mountain were surprised to see Jiang Li sitting in a cart that didn't need to be pulled by animals. They hurriedly stepped forward to ask, "Brother Jiang, what kind of cart is this? Why can it move without a horse, and it has three wheels?"

"This is the motorcycle I just bought from Guangzhou. I've only learned how to ride it a few days ago. When I become proficient in it, I'll take you for a ride." Jiang Li said to the two with a smile.

Although the two men didn't know what kind of motorcycle it was, when they heard that it came back from Guangdong and they could ride it in the future, they tactfully stepped aside.

A disciple led the ten Taoist soldiers to arrange the horses and motorcycles with ease, while Jiang Li took Ah Si up the mountain.

Entering the main hall, Uncle Jiu looked up and asked, "Why are you here instead of staying at home with Tingting?"

"Master, look at what you said. I see that the Ghost Festival is coming soon, so I came to see if I can help you in any way!"

Uncle Jiu nodded and said, "Okay, now that you are here, find something to do. It just so happens that there are a lot of things to do during this period of time, and you came at the right time!"

Upon hearing this, Jiang Li went outside by himself and guided the pilgrims to burn incense. From time to time, he also helped to carry incense, candles, paper money, books, Taoist scriptures and so on.

When it was time for dinner in the evening, Jiang Li looked at Qiu Sheng and Wencai eating their meals with big mouthfuls, and he finally felt relieved.

After all, neither of them went down the mountain, so it was impossible for them to get into any trouble.

But at this moment, Qiu Shengwen put down the bowl and looked at each other, then Qiu Sheng said, "Master, my aunt sent me a message a few days ago, saying that the rouge shop is too busy and wants me to help out. Do you think I should go back?"

Wencai quickly chimed in, "Yes, yes, it just so happens that our food reserves are running low. I plan to go to Renjia Town with Qiu Sheng to buy some, otherwise we might run out of food someday!"

Uncle Jiu looked up at Jiang Li, thinking that Jiang Li just happened to come back, so he was about to agree, but Jiang Li suddenly said, "Brother Qiu Sheng, you have seen that the Taoist temple is so busy now. If you leave, we will be even busier!"

"As for you, Senior Brother, you don't have to go. The Taoist temple cannot do without you. Just leave the matter of buying food to me. I just bought a new motorcycle, so it's no problem to carry several hundred kilograms of food. I'll let my men do it later."

When Uncle Jiu heard this arrangement, he thought it was reasonable, so he refused the two disciples' request to go down the mountain. As for the reason why Jiang Li did this, he did not delve into it.

I just thought that Jiang Li was afraid that the two of them would go down the mountain and the Taoist temple was short of staff.

Jiang Li was very happy to hear Uncle Jiu reject the two's request. As long as he kept a close eye on the two, the incident of letting a large number of ghosts escape would not happen, and he would not have to face Shi Jian.

But Jiang Li's attention was all on Qiu Sheng and Wencai, and he didn't notice at all that A Qiang and A Hao were missing from the group having dinner.

Until the night of July 16, Jiang Li thought he had safely escaped the Ghost Festival.

Aqiang and Ahao returned to Qingyun Temple with gloomy faces. They really had gloomy faces. Even Wencai could tell something was wrong at first glance.

"Ah Hao and Ah Qiang, you two are back home, why do you look so unlucky? Did you see a ghost?"

Wencai asked doubtfully.

The two tried to argue after hearing this, but Uncle Jiu, Aunt Zhe and Qianhe looked at them seriously. Finally, the two could not stand the pressure and finally gave in.

It turned out that the two had just returned home to visit their relatives. Last night, they happened to see a big opera being performed in the town. Out of curiosity, they went to watch the fun. As a result, for some reason, they felt dizzy and used talismans to knock down the four ghost officials.

As a result, all the more than a thousand ghosts they escorted escaped. When they woke up and realized that they were in trouble, they hurried back to Qingyun Temple.

Jiang Li was incredulous when he heard this. He had taken all possible precautions but still failed to prevent this from happening. "Is there really such a thing as world correction power?"

Jiang Li was surprised to hear this, but Uncle Jiu, Zhe Gu, Qianhe and Simu were all horrified.

They knew the seriousness of the matter, so they inquired carefully about what happened. After finding out the situation, they immediately packed up their things, closed the mountain, and rushed to Qingfeng Town with their friends and all their disciples overnight.

After traveling for more than an hour, Ah Hao and Ah Qiang could no longer hold back and asked Uncle Jiu, "Master, why are you and your uncles and uncles in such a hurry? It's just some ghosts that have escaped, why don't we just catch them back?"

Uncle Jiu was furious and glared at the two men fiercely, "You ignorant people, you have really made a fool of yourself this time, and you still dare to speak so shamelessly!"

"Do you know that the trouble you two have caused this time is, at best, a serious crime that has affected and disrupted the normal operation of the underworld. If you can't handle it well, you two will go to the eighteenth level of hell!"

The two of them were so frightened when they heard this that their faces turned pale. Wencai, who was standing by, said quickly, "No wonder you two look so unhappy. It turns out you have gotten into such a big trouble!"

"Alright, both of you tell me the details of the situation. Whether you can escape this disaster depends on whether you have accumulated good deeds in your previous life!"

Uncle Jiu frowned and sighed.

At this time, Jiang Li was sitting on a motorcycle thinking about what to do next. If things continued to develop in this way, he and Uncle Jiu would most likely still be hostile to Shi Jian.