Uncle Nine's World: Qiu Sheng Eavesdropped on My Secret Thoughts

Uncle Jiu frowned and yelled, "Stop making noise!"

Qiu Sheng, who was holding a stool, was about to smash it on the hairy zombie's head, but he was stunned when he heard Uncle Jiu's yell.

Mao Jiang┭┮﹏┭┮: "Sixth brother~ you tricked me again~ woooo~~~"

Qin Liu rolled his eyes: "You are stupid, who among the Taoist priests would want to be a zombie?"

Mao Jiang: "Woo woo~ Then why didn't you say t﹏t earlier?"

Qin Liu: "Because I want to see if there are any zombies cuter than me."

Mao Jiang: "Then I am cuter than you, right?"

Qin Liu: “Much cuter!”

Hairy zombie t﹏t!

I saw Uncle Jiu frowning and standing still.

Qiu Sheng asked curiously, "Master, what's wrong? Did I hit you too lightly? It's okay, I can hit you harder."

As soon as he finished speaking, Qiu Sheng pulled out a red string tied with copper coins from his waist.

Mao Jiang was so frightened when he saw this that he quickly stood up and jumped to Qin Liu's side, crying.

"Sixth brother, he gave it to me, look, my face is blue t﹏t"

Qin Liu: "It's okay, if you say one more word, I'll help you add some other colors."

Mao Zombie: “…”

At this time, Wencai felt something was wrong, walked to Qiu Sheng, and asked in a low voice: "Brother, did you hear any noise?"

Qiu Sheng asked in confusion: "What's that sound? Are you hungry again?"

【He is a deaf man, what can he hear! 】

I'm not deaf, I'm a normal person, okay!

When Qiu Sheng was about to refute, he suddenly heard the sound of strong wind blowing outside the house and became confused.

its not right!

Master has calculated the weather tonight. It’s a clear sky, so how could there be wind?

Qiu Sheng walked to the door and was about to open it.

Uncle Jiu suddenly became nervous: "Don't open the door?"

"what?"

boom!

As Qiu Sheng turned his head, the door was instantly blown open by the strong wind!

Qiu Sheng was slapped by the door and flew to Uncle Jiu.

When Uncle Jiu saw the strong wind blowing directly towards the coffins of Ren Hong and Ren Fei, he secretly cried out in his heart that something was wrong.

Uncle Jiu quickly made hand seals with his hands and chanted a spell.

"The light of the clouds and the sun will always shine in my garden!"

"Hurry up as a law!"

"open!!!"

Following Uncle Jiu’s loud roar!

A golden light suddenly appeared and directly covered the two coffins!

boom!

Then there was the sound of strong wind hitting the golden light!

As the loud noise rang out, Qiu Sheng and Wen Cai's eyes widened bigger than copper bells.

Outside the golden light, a black mist suddenly rose!

Uncle Jiu held a peach wood sword in his hand, straightened his back, and looked around vigilantly: "Who is this evil monster? Show up quickly!"

"Monster? Master, there is no monster here. There was only a gust of wind just now."

Qiu Sheng, who was lying on the ground, gritted his teeth and slowly stood up.

[I think you are a demon. ]

If I am a monster, what are you?

Really, how come I can’t even speak anymore?

Qiu Sheng had just finished complaining in his heart when he saw Uncle Jiu's eagle-like eyes staring at him.

I have never seen Uncle Jiu have such a sharp look in his eyes. Qiu Sheng was so scared that his body was shaking: "Master, I am your disciple. Are you possessed?"

The voice just fell.

Qiu Sheng lowered his head without warning, then raised it again with an evil look and a smile on his face.

"Lin Jiu, are you meddling too much in this matter?"

That cold voice revealed full of pride, it was completely not the same person!

Mao Jiang: "Sixth brother, did Qiu Sheng get addicted to beating me just now and wants to beat Uncle Jiu?"

Qin Liu: "Then go over and beat him up again, and let him have his fill."

Mao Jiang: "No, no, I'm scared, scared."

Although his body was much harder than when he was in the green zombie stage, it still couldn't withstand the beating from the red string tied with copper coins!

When Wencai saw Qiu Sheng addressing his master like that, he hurried forward and said, "Brother, he is our master, how can you speak to him like that?"

"Just because he's your master doesn't mean he's also my master!"

Qiu Sheng's head tilted back, and when he met his empty eyes, Wen Cai was so frightened that he took a step back, his mouth trembling as he said, "You...you...who are you?"

“Hehehe…boy, you call me Master Lin Jiu, you should call me Uncle Master.”

Qiu Sheng turned around and smiled sinisterly.

“Hehehe…Lin Jiu, your disciple doesn’t even know the etiquette. I really don’t know how you accepted a disciple.”

Hearing this familiar voice, Uncle Jiu suddenly realized: "So you are not dead yet?!"

Qiu Sheng scratched his chin and said grimly, "If it was before, I would definitely be dead, but now, I don't know whether I am dead or not."

"Why, do you really want me to die?"

Uncle Jiu yelled, "You are a person who betrays your teacher and ancestors! Do you still have the nerve to live in this world?"

"Ha ha!"

Qiu Sheng covered his face, raised his head and laughed, then shrugged his shoulders and spread his hands, his face full of innocence: "You said I was a traitor? Lin Jiu, this is where you are wrong."

"I just want to promote Master's Taoism and let the world know that we are protecting them every night, and we are not liars full of lies!"

Uncle Jiu frowned and said, "You are completely betraying the ancestral teachings passed down from generation to generation by doing that!"

Qiu Sheng snorted coldly, "You're telling me about the ancestral teachings? Why didn't you tell me about the ancestral teachings when you were raising zombies? What did you tell me when it was my turn to raise one?"

"Is it because you are gifted that you can raise zombies, but we can't?"

"Besides, I raise zombies just to allow the disciples in my sect to survive. What's wrong with that?"

Uncle Jiu yelled, "You fart!"

"You raise zombies under the guise of doing good for the disciples of your sect, but in fact you do it for your own selfish desires!"

Qiu Sheng smiled evilly: "Okay, Lin Jiu, I'm not here to reason with you this time."

"I want to take the bodies of Ren Hong and Ren Fei away."

Uncle Nine: “Impossible!”

Qiu Sheng ignored him and walked towards the coffins of the Ren family father and son.

Qin Liu: "Mao Jiang! Go and stop Qiu Sheng!"

Mao Zhuang: "I don't! I'm scared!"

Qin Liu: "He is not Qiu Sheng now! He can't use Taoist magic! What are you afraid of?"

When he heard that he couldn't use Taoist magic, Mao Jiang suddenly became alert. He leaped up and jumped directly in front of Qiu Sheng, blocking his way.

Qiu Sheng sneered and said, "Oh, Lin Jiu, I didn't expect that you can even raise a hairy zombie now."

"call!"

The ferocious face of the hairy zombie and the white mist coming out of its mouth were full of warnings to him that if he took another step forward, he would be beaten so badly that even Uncle Jiu couldn't recognize him.

Seeing this, Qiu Sheng raised the corner of his mouth, stretched out his right hand, turned his palm into a fist, and blew out a breath.

Boom!

The hairy zombie flew out, hit the wall, and fell heavily to the ground.

Mao Jiang: "Sixth brother...I won't believe your lies anymore..."

Suddenly, a soul separated by a fart hung on the hairy zombie's head.