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

Jiang Li immediately repeated what he had said before, and then said, "I am going here to learn the skills of the Western religion, and I will never dare to betray Maoshan."

"When I have learned everything, I will give it all to my master and help him to carry forward the Maoshan Mountain. If I break this oath, I will be struck by lightning and die a miserable death."

Uncle Jiu smiled and said, "Since you have this intention, I won't stop you, but you have to ask your father to come here in person to explain the situation."

"Otherwise, if people find out about this in the future, you will inevitably be labeled as a traitor to your master. If your father takes you away in the name of studying, it will still have some impact, but it won't be a big deal."

Jiang Li was really touched to see that Uncle Jiu was still thinking about him at this time, and immediately said, "Take care, Master. I will definitely come back as soon as possible."

Then he drove the donkey cart back to the Jiang family courtyard in a hurry and explained the situation to his father. Early the next morning, the father and son visited Uncle Jiu with a cart full of gifts.

Of course, what was said is not important, it's just a formality anyway. But with such a formality, going to the provincial capital to study is no longer a stain.

Finally, after Uncle Jiu's calculations, it was determined that seven days later would be an auspicious day for a long journey. After saying goodbye to Uncle Jiu, Jiang Kaishan began to prepare things for Jiang Li.

A donkey cart was too low-end and would definitely not work, so it had to be replaced with a horse-drawn carriage with a driver. Clothes, dry food, water bottles and all kinds of miscellaneous items were loaded into a large cart. The most important thing, of course, was money, a full three hundred dollars.

Finally, Jiang Li brought a few peach wood swords. Seeing that wooden spears did not do much damage to monsters, he also specially made a few golden hoop sticks. Of course, they were not made of real gold, but brass was used to weight and reinforce the two ends of the sticks, so they were also very lethal when used.

He also brought some talismans he had drawn himself. In addition to drawing talismans, he had also mastered the Maoshan Zhengyang Fist over the years, which, combined with his magic power, allowed him to deal with some ghosts and monsters.

In a blink of an eye, seven days passed. Uncle Jiu, Wencai, Qiu Sheng and Jiang Li's family came to see him off. Jiang Li asked Uncle Jiu to look after his family and asked his father to keep his men under control and not let them bully the good people.

Finally, he pulled his father aside and said mysteriously, "As long as I accumulate enough good karma after joining Maoshan, I can get a position in the underworld. As long as you don't do evil, I can help you."

Jiang Kaishan was shocked beyond words when he heard this. He just kept saying that he would manage his subordinates well and do more good deeds to accumulate merit whenever he had the chance.

After explaining his affairs and saying goodbye to everyone, Jiang Li set out on the road to the provincial capital. He was fifteen years old that year, and was 1.6 meters tall and at the third level of Taoist realm.

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In fact, the provincial capital is less than 200 miles away from the Jiang family, but due to the poor road conditions, it takes three days to drive a horse-drawn carriage to get there.

The two walked for two days without any incident. On the second night, Jiang Li and the coachman, Old Wu, sat by the fire and chatted.

Jiang Li asked, "Old Wu, you said you came here to escape disaster. I don't know the specific situation. I have always been embarrassed to ask, did you encounter any supernatural things on the way?"

Old Wu said, "My hometown was hit by a disaster, and my son and daughter-in-law starved to death. I took my grandchildren with me to escape the famine. On the way, I just wanted to find wild vegetables and grass roots to fill my stomach. How could I have the leisure to observe the surroundings?"

Jiang Li heard this and said, "So that's how it is. But it's true. When people are hungry, they won't think too much and will only focus on finding food. By the way, how is your grandson doing in his studies? Has he made any progress?"

Old Wu smiled and said, "It is also because my grandfather and I had accumulated good deeds in our previous lives that we were saved by the old master when we were about to die, and we also met such a kind person like the second young master."

"I have asked him before to pay for my grandson to learn to read and write. Now he can recognize a few words. It's a pity that my granddaughter is not blessed. If she can hold on for a few more days, she may be able to save her life."

As he said this, he wiped his tears.

Jiang Li comforted him, "Old Wu, don't be sad. It's all over. It's a pity that there's no one else in my family who can drive a carriage, so I have to trouble you to separate from your grandson for a while and accompany me to the provincial capital."

Old Wu said, "As for the young master, it is my blessing for me to be able to drive for you. If it weren't for you, I would have starved to death."

Seeing that the dried meat in the pottery pot was almost cooked, Jiang Li asked Lao Wu to eat first and then go to bed early so that he could continue his journey tomorrow.

After the two of them finished their meal, Jiang Li fell asleep while Lao Wu was on guard. In the second half of the night, Jiang Li got up and replaced Lao Wu. Otherwise, it would be really unsafe in this remote area without anyone on guard.

It was soon the second half of the night and after the shift change, Jiang Li saw that Old Wu had already gone to bed, so he began to practice his magic power by the fire.

When it was almost dawn, Jiang Li felt some movement in the bushes behind him. After all, Jiang Li was now a cultivator, and his five senses were much stronger than before.

After finishing the exercise, he stood up and added wood to the fire to make it brighter. He looked carefully in the grass in front of him and saw a "child" wearing a jumpsuit, whose appearance could not be seen clearly, walking out with his head lowered.

As for why Jiang Li was sure that it was a child, it was because he was short, less than 1.5 meters tall.

Seeing the "child" approaching slowly, Jiang Li asked, "Who are you? What are you doing in this remote place at night?"

But the "kid" did not answer. Seeing that he did not answer, Jiang Li asked again, but he already held a piece of dry firewood in his hand.

Observing his figure carefully, I found that he was very strange. He walked with almost no sound. If I hadn't seen the long shadow under the firelight, I would have thought it was a ghost.

At this time, the "child" had already approached. Jiang Li seemed to smell a bad odor in a trance, but before he could find the source of the odor, the child raised his head, and Jiang Li was almost scared to death.

Because under the burqa was not a person at all, but a standing "rat". At this time, the "rat" said, "Do you think I look like a god?"

Jiang Li's heart skipped a beat when he heard that. He immediately realized that he was being asked to give a title by a yellow-skinned guy. If he didn't give a good answer, he would be in big trouble.

After all, some people in the previous life said that if you meet a weasel asking for a title and it asks you whether it looks like a human, then it is a monster that walks the right path. If you answer it well, you can form a good relationship with it.

If it asks you whether it is like a god, if you answer that it is like a god, then you must use your own luck to help it practice. If a person loses his luck, he will most likely end up being plagued by misfortune and die a violent death.

And the guy in front of him was obviously the latter.

Seeing Jiang Li was stunned and motionless, Huangpizi immediately raised his voice and asked again, "Do you think I look like a god?"

Jiang Li thought about the answer on the Internet but had no idea. When it asked again, Jiang Li suddenly thought of an idea and said in a trembling voice, "Do you think I look like a god?"

The yellow-skinned man was stunned, staring blankly at the frightened boy in front of him, and then asked in a fierce tone, "Let me ask you, do I look like a god?"

Jiang Li still repeated in a trembling voice, "I'm asking you if I look like a god to you?"