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

Uncle Jiu immediately confirmed his guess upon hearing this and said, "It seems that someone has indeed secretly cast a spell to harm you. As for whether it was the Feng Shui master, I can't guarantee it."

Ren Fa's heart skipped a beat when he heard this and he said, "No matter who he is, Uncle Jiu, please help me get through this difficult time. I, Ren Fa, will definitely reward you handsomely."

This time he was really scared.

Uncle Jiu said solemnly, "Master Ren, rest assured. We Maoshan disciples have always been sworn enemies with those demons, ghosts, sorcerers and evil practitioners. I will definitely find him and bring him to justice."

At this time, Ren Tingting suddenly screamed, "Fire, fire."

Jiang Li turned around and found that it was Ren Tingting who folded the three amulets into a triangle and hung them on her chest. At this moment, they were burning and she kept beating them. Seeing this, Jiang Li reached out decisively, grabbed them, pulled them off and threw them on the ground.

Feeling the fleeting soft touch just now, Jiang Li looked up at Ren Tingting's evasive eyes and smiled and comforted her, "It's okay, Tingting."

Ren Tingting's face was flushed and she was at a loss at this moment, because she just clearly felt that Jiang Li's palm had grabbed her "clothes". This was the first time that a man had touched this sensitive part of her body. For a moment, she felt shy and happy.

When Uncle Jiu saw that Ren Tingting's amulet was also burning, he asked her and Ren Fa to grab the jade pendant together.

Then he said, "It seems that he has also attacked Tingting. You should grab this jade pendant first. This is the jade token for protecting my identity that my master gave me when I was a disciple. After years of nurturing by me, it won't be a problem for me to protect you for a while. I will perform a ritual to find him and get rid of this evil."

Ren Fa hurriedly thanked him, "Then please cast the spell quickly, Uncle Jiu. I, Ren Fa, will definitely reward you handsomely."

When Jiang Li heard Uncle Jiu say that the altar was about to begin, he immediately moved a table over. Uncle Jiu spread a yellow cloth on it and placed various incense sticks and offerings.

Then Uncle Jiu solemnly took out two pieces of talisman paper, smeared some blood on Ren Fa's wound, then used his magic power to light them, chanted an obscure spell, and began to cast a spell.

When the talisman paper was about to burn out, it was thrown into a bowl of water in front of it. The ashes began to spin as soon as they entered the water, and then faster and faster. Soon, an old man with dry hair and a gloomy face appeared at the bottom of the bowl.

Uncle Jiu stared at him intently and deeply and said, "Why do you cast spells to harm others, fellow Daoist? If you stop now and everyone lives in peace, I can ask Master Ren to compensate you with some money. What do you think?"

The withered-haired old man said with a face full of resentment, "What do you know, you stinky Taoist priest? That Ren Weiyong robbed my treasure cave and destroyed all my years of hard work. This hatred is irreconcilable. I will make sure that the entire Ren family is wiped out to relieve my hatred."

Uncle Jiu tried to persuade him again, "Let's let Wei Yong die. No matter how big his mistakes are, they should be forgiven. If you dare to implicate innocent people again, I will definitely fight you."

The withered-haired old man laughed sinisterly and said, "I have heard of the great name of Maoshan for a long time. Today is a good opportunity to experience its teachings."

At this time, Jiang Li had already untied the rope for Ren Fa, and when Ren Fa heard the familiar voice, he hurriedly pulled Ren Tingting forward to check. He immediately saw the familiar face, it was the Feng Shui master.

He immediately shouted "It's you..."

Jiang Li immediately covered his mouth, pulled him to the back and said, "My master is fighting with him. Tell the servants not to make a fuss and disturb him, otherwise the consequences will be disastrous."

Ren Fa nodded immediately after hearing this, and Jiang Li then let go of his hand. Ren Fa immediately stepped back, beckoned the servants in the room and whispered, "Don't make any noise or move around, so as not to disturb Uncle Jiu's practice."

The servants nodded in agreement immediately. Ren Fa looked around anxiously, waiting for the result.

At this time, Uncle Jiu was already fighting with him. They seemed to be standing opposite each other, each making moves. For a while, they fought back and forth, and in a blink of an eye, they had exchanged more than thirty moves.

The Feng Shui master was already quite old, and also came from a self-taught background, so he soon couldn't handle it anymore.

Despite being hit by Uncle Jiu, he reached out and grabbed a bag of powder on the altar and threw it forward. Immediately, a burst of fire rose from Uncle Jiu's side and rushed towards his face.

Uncle Jiu quickly lowered his head to avoid it, and grabbed a handful of glutinous rice on the table and scattered it forward, but as soon as he lowered his head, he was kicked over by the Feng Shui master, and the Feng Shui master was also hit by the glutinous rice and fell on his back.

But he did not get up immediately. Instead, he took out a piece of talisman paper wrapped with a few strands of hair, clasped his hands on the ground and chanted a spell. After he finished the spell, he stood up again and fought with Uncle Jiu.

When Jiang Li saw Uncle Jiu fall to the ground, he took two steps forward and wanted to help him, but Uncle Jiu stood up in the blink of an eye, so he stopped.

But at this moment, he saw a servant beside him with a dazed expression, holding up his hands, and walking towards Uncle Jiu. Jiang Li saw that something was wrong and stepped forward and threw him down with an over-the-shoulder throw.

But he seemed to have no feeling and struggled to get up again. Jiang Li was not willing to let him do that. He twisted his arm and pressed him to the ground.

Unexpectedly, he continued to exert force, and his arm was dislocated with a click. He turned around and punched Jiang Li in the face, but it was too late to block it. Jiang Li had to turn his head to avoid it, but although he avoided his eyes, he was still hit in the cheek.

After being hit by a punch, the man did not stop attacking and continued to swing his fist. Jiang Li endured the pain and raised his arm to immediately swing his arm away, then twisted his hand back and pushed him down again.

All this happened in a flash, and no one had time to react. By the time they came to their senses, Jiang Li had already been punched and the attacker had been subdued.

Ren Fa immediately called for help and tied him up. Even though he was tied up, he still twisted and struggled, but he did not utter a word or cry out in pain from beginning to end.

Seeing Jiang Li rubbing his face and walking over, Ren Fa quickly asked, "Nephew, what's going on? Why is he like this?"

Jiang Li rubbed his painful cheek and said, "He was cursed by the Feng Shui master just like you, and wanted to disturb the master's ritual. Fortunately, he has been subdued now, and he is fine now."

Ren Fa asked anxiously, "How is Uncle Jiu doing? Is he okay?"

Jiang Li said, "Master Ren, don't worry. The Feng Shui master just couldn't beat my master, so he resorted to dirty tricks. Now that dirty tricks are useless, he should be defeated soon."

At this time, Ren Tingting was worried when she saw Jiang Li was injured, but because she and her father had to hold the jade pendant, she didn't dare to leave at all. She could only stare at Jiang Li anxiously.

Jiang Li looked at her with a reassuring look and smiled at her again, but this time he grimaced in pain and couldn't help but scold, "You look as thin as a monkey, but you have so much strength."

As soon as he finished speaking, the result came out from Uncle Jiu's side. Uncle Jiu found the right moment to pick up two yellow talismans from the table, cast a spell to light them and shoot them forward.

The Feng Shui master saw two fireballs flying towards him at a rapid speed. He was in the middle of a fight, so how could he dodge? He was hit hard in the chest by the two fireballs. He fell on the ground with his back facing up, blood gushing out of his mouth, and it was unknown whether he was dead or alive.