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

Qin Liu shook his head slightly.

I meant that he doesn't know any Taoist magic, but I didn't say that he knows any evil magic!

Seeing that the hairy zombie was knocked away by his punch, Wencai took out the peach wood sword and was about to step forward to stop him.

Uncle Jiu yelled, "Wencai! Don't move! You are no match for him!"

Qiu Sheng shook his fist and said proudly, "I was able to knock a hairy zombie away with one punch. If this punch had hit a human, Lin Jiu, what do you think the power would have been?"

Hearing this, Wencai couldn't help swallowing, and cold sweat suddenly broke out on his forehead.

When Uncle Jiu saw the fist in his hand emitting a faint black light, he was immediately shocked!

"You evil monster! Get off my disciple right now! Otherwise, don't blame me for beating you to pieces!"

Qiu Sheng turned his head and saw that the peach wood sword in Uncle Jiu's hand was wrapped in golden light and flying in the air. He turned around, opened his arms, and his face was full of fearlessness.

"Oh, sword control skills, Lin Jiu, it seems that your skills have improved a lot."

"Come, let me see if you can save the soul of your apprentice."

Uncle Jiu didn't dare to move.

This sword-wielding technique, when used for the first time, can frighten a soul to pieces.

Now he is in Qiu Sheng's body, temporarily occupying Qiu Sheng's body.

If he were to hit him, Uncle Jiu couldn't guarantee that he would leave Qiu Sheng's body at the moment the peach wood sword stabbed him.

If that was the case, the one who would be scared to death would not be him, but Qiu Sheng!

If I use Taoist magic, I'm afraid he will play dirty tricks and Qiu Sheng will be the one who gets hurt!

Since I can't use Taoist techniques, then use physical techniques!

Qiu Sheng saw him holding the peach wood sword in his hand and laughed, "Lin Jiu! I always thought you were decisive, but I didn't expect that there would be times when you were afraid to take action!"

"Ha ha!"

Qiu Sheng's frivolous laughter filled the entire hall.

Uncle Jiu gritted his teeth and said, "Don't think that I can't do anything to you just because you possessed my apprentice!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Uncle Jiu rushed forward!

Qiu Sheng opened his hands and said fiercely: "Then let me see if your skills have improved over the past few decades!"

The two then started fighting!

Wencai saw his master and Qiu Sheng fighting and wanted to go forward to help, but when he thought of what his master had just said, he was afraid of being knocked away by a punch, so he did not go forward.

Qin Liu jumped down from the coffin, jumped to Wencai's side, and pulled the corner of his clothes.

Wencai looked down suddenly and saw that it was Qin Liu. Thinking that it was scared, he touched his head and comforted him: "Little Liu, don't be afraid. Master is here. It's okay."

Qin Liu shook his head and then made the motion of playing the flute.

Wencai said awkwardly, "Ah, are you hungry? How about I wait until Master drives that bad guy out, and then I'll make you something to eat, okay?"

Qin Liu sighed helplessly.

It's true. After spending so much time with Qiu Sheng, my IQ has been lowered by him.

Qin Liu looked around, saw the chopsticks dropped on the ground, and jumped over.

After picking up the chopsticks, Qin Liu jumped back to Wencai, placed the chopsticks horizontally at the corner of his mouth and blew air.

Wencai frowned: "Do you want me to play music to cheer up Master?"

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Ah! How could this writer be so stupid!

Qin Liu grabbed his hair with both hands and went crazy!

Suddenly thinking of something, Qin Liu used his fingernails to poke the chopsticks, instantly making a row of holes.

If you still don’t know what I’m going to say.

Qiu Sheng, just be happy with yourself!

Wencai saw it holding the chopsticks to its mouth and blowing air, and when he saw the hole pierced through it, he suddenly realized something.

"Are you talking about the wooden flute that Senior Brother brought home?"

Thank God Xie Qiu Sheng, you finally understand what I am saying!

Qin Liu nodded fiercely.

Wencai then turned around and ran towards the room.

"Lin Jiu! Your physical skills are not good enough! Have you been weak lately?"

"Stop talking nonsense! Watch the move!"

Qin Liuchao looked at the two people who were fighting.

Every move of Uncle Jiu was easily resolved by Qiu Sheng.

But Qiu Sheng was always on the defensive and had no intention of attacking at all.

Could it be...

After a while, Wencai ran out hurriedly with the recorder in his hand.

"Xiao Liuzi, this is for you."

What are you doing for me?

I can't blow!

Qin Liu quickly pushed back the wooden flute in front of him.

Seeing this, Wencai asked in confusion: "Aren't you looking for this?"

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What do I want this for?

Is it to be eaten or to be offered as a sacrifice?

Qin Liu pointed at the wooden flute, then at Qiu Sheng, and then at Wencai again.

Wencai thought for a while before he understood what he meant: "You want me to play the recorder to drive the bad guy away?"

Qin Liu nodded fiercely.

Wencai couldn't help but frown: "He knocked the hairy zombie out with just one punch, how can a wooden flute be of any use to him?"

Then don’t save Qiu Sheng!

I can have some peace and quiet too!

Qin Liu turned around, jumped onto the coffin and lay down.

Wencai saw Uncle Jiu and Qiu Sheng fighting fiercely, and noticed that the power of Uncle Jiu's moves was getting weaker each time.

Wencai gritted his teeth, made up his mind, and put the recorder to his lips.

Qiu Sheng pushed Uncle Jiu away and said proudly, "Lin Jiu, the time for me to play with you is up, prepare to die!"

A black light appeared on Qiu Sheng’s fist and he swung it towards Uncle Jiu!

Just about to meet him!

The sound of the wooden flute sounded!

Qiu Sheng was stunned!

Seeing the opportunity, Uncle Jiu quickly bit his finger, made a hand seal with one hand, pointed it at his forehead, and then recited a spell.

Qiu Sheng’s head suddenly started to hurt. The pain was so severe that he felt like his head was going to explode!

Qiu Sheng gritted his teeth and said, "Lin Jiu! I'll let you go this time, but next time, you won't be so lucky!"

Boom!

The voice just fell.

Qiu Sheng's body went limp and he fell straight to the ground.

Uncle Jiu knelt on one knee, supporting himself on the ground with his peach wood sword, the sweat from his forehead dripping onto the ground.

When using the technique of grafting, one's physical strength is almost exhausted.

Just now, I gritted my teeth and forced myself to do it in order to drive him out of Qiu Sheng's body.

If he had gone a step later, I'm afraid...

Seeing this, Wencai hurried forward and helped Uncle Jiu to sit down on the chair.

"Master, are you okay?"

Uncle Jiu stretched out his hand and waved, "It's okay, go see how Qiu Sheng is doing."

Wencai nodded, then walked to Qiu Sheng, picked him up, put him on a chair, and after checking him, he said to Uncle Jiu, "Master, Senior Brother is fine, he just fainted."

Hearing this, Uncle Jiu took a deep breath and said, "I'm glad you're okay."

Suddenly Uncle Jiu remembered the flute sound just now and asked, "Where is the flute you were playing just now?"

Wencai quickly took out the wooden flute and handed it to Uncle Jiu.

Uncle Jiu carefully looked at the wooden flute in his hand, and his brows suddenly frowned: "Where did you get this wooden flute from?"

Seeing Uncle Jiu's serious tone, Wencai thought that Uncle Jiu was going to blame him, so he trembled and said, "This was bought by my senior brother when we ran to the town in the middle of the night to attend the temple fair last time."

"Master...Master, we know we were wrong and we will never go out to play without permission again."

Uncle Jiu said calmly: "It's okay, I don't blame you, I'm just curious and asking."

Wencai breathed a sigh of relief.