Comprehensive film and television: male god's favorite

"Chu Hua, where did you get this book?!"

Uncle Jiu took a quick look at it and confirmed that it was the legendary secret book. However, Chu Hua was just a girl in her twenties. How could she have this book?

Chu Hua was complaining in her heart again, and had to bring up my non-existent but very awesome master.

"Ah? This is what my master left me. My master also left me many other things. He said that he gained them when he traveled around the world when he was young. These two things are also from this period."

Chu Hua pretended not to understand why Uncle Jiu was so excited.

"Your master? He is truly a god!"

Chu Hua: How could it not be amazing? I took great pains to make it up...

After Uncle Jiu got the book, he flipped through it happily and even stopped eating. Chu Hua couldn't stand it anymore, so she snatched the book from his hand and glared at him fiercely. Only then did he eat obediently.

"Why is it so noisy downstairs?"

"You look so happy, you must be having a buffet!"

Chu Hua was trying to hold back her laughter, as she was indeed having a feast.

"Master! Help me..."

Uncle Jiu vaguely heard Awei's cry, so he quickly put down his wine glass and went downstairs to see.

How could Chu Hua miss such a good show? Of course, she followed him.

"There's a ghost~"

Uncle Jiu looked helplessly at Chu Hua who was making a fool of herself, took out a pomelo leaf and opened his eyes, and saw two little ghosts making trouble.

Ah Wei had been beaten to a pulp, so he quickly went down and kicked the ghost away. He used the wick as a guide and hit the big ghost hard on the forehead.

Then he picked up an empty wine jar beside him and broke the bottom of the jar with a little force.

Uncle Jiu held the cork of the wine jar tightly in his left hand, his eyes firm and intimidating.

The big ghost asked Uncle Ming for help: "Uncle Ming, please save me!"

Uncle Ming, who was standing by, saw that the little ghost he had raised was about to be taken away by Uncle Jiu, so he quickly took a jar and tried to take the little ghost away before Uncle Jiu did.

"Brother Dao, what are you doing?"

"Ah, let me do this little thing!"

The big ghost was crawling slowly along the floor, but Uncle Ming didn't seem to be very good at catching ghosts?

Uncle Jiu was getting impatient waiting.

"I'll do it."

With a whoosh, Uncle Jiu took all his strength and put the big ghost into the altar.

At that moment, the wine in the jar seemed to boil more violently, as if a big ghost was struggling. Uncle Jiu quickly put the cork on the jar and stamped a talisman on it.

"This is mine, come here!"

There was another little kid next to him. Uncle Ming saw that Uncle Jiu was about to attack again, so he quickly called the little kid over.

The little ghost flew over quickly, but was intercepted by Uncle Jiu halfway and put into the altar.

"Ajiu is so great!"

Chu Hua was very considerate and clapped her hands beside Uncle Jiu, who was also very pleased.

"Let's go back."

"Good~"

Chu Hua was the one eating just now, while Uncle Jiu was drinking and didn't eat anything.

Chu Hua thought of Uncle Jiu’s thin body and went to the kitchen to prepare some extra food for him.

Uncle Jiu put a talisman on the jar he had just used to collect ghosts, and then took a nap on the rattan chair at the door. He was a little drunk because he had just drunk alcohol without eating anything.

A warm feeling came over me as I was slightly tipsy. It was Chu Hua, who was carrying a small table. It was filled with hot food. Unlike the exquisite food in a restaurant, these simple home-cooked dishes exuded a soothing atmosphere.

"Ajiu, I saw you didn't eat much just now. This is what I made myself. Even though it doesn't look that good and may not taste that good...but you should eat a little to fill your stomach, otherwise you'll have a stomachache!"

Chu Hua's voice was gentle, like a spring breeze blowing across the fields.

Uncle Jiu nodded woodenly and picked up the bowl. The hot steam from the food steamed his slightly flushed cheeks.

After taking a sip, a warm current went straight down my stomach, as if all the drunkenness and fatigue were dispelled in that instant.

Uncle Jiu picked up a piece of vegetable. The fresh aroma made him close his eyes and feel the taste of home.

Uncle Jiu had an idea and pulled Chu Hua to sit on his lap.

Chu Hua's face turned red. She never expected that Uncle Jiu would be so open-minded.

"You eat too."

Uncle Jiu fed Chu Hua an egg. Looking at her bulging cheeks, the drunkenness in her heart had turned into a satisfied smile.

As the night deepened, the lights on the dining table were particularly warm. Uncle Jiu and Chu Hua sat in this quiet corner, enjoying this simple and happy moment.

Of course, it would be even more beautiful if they didn't notice the head sticking out from the wall.

"What should I do?"

Chu Hua asked Uncle Jiu in a low voice.

"Let's go back to the house."

Uncle Jiu gently picked up Chu Hua in his warm and broad arms and walked on the corridor. The moonlight cast mottled shadows of the trees.

His steps were steady and slow, as if he was holding an extremely precious treasure, not letting it be shaken at all. Chu Hua's head rested lightly on his broad shoulders, her eyes slightly closed, looking extremely relieved.

Walking into the room, Uncle Jiu gently placed Chu Hua on the soft bed, but Chu Hua was not at ease.

She quickly got out of bed and waited at the door, peeking at what was happening over there in the moonlight.

"Go, go, go, he's going in."

Chu Hua pulled Uncle Jiu back to the hall, and Uncle Jiu sighed helplessly.

What a waste of the atmosphere he deliberately created...

Chu Hua and Uncle Jiu hid outside the door and watched Uncle Ming search through the jars one by one.

"Dabao?"

"Bigger than you!"

Chu Hua was about to die of laughter. Not only did she learn half of the Taoist magic, but she was also scolded by ghosts.

"Are you Xiaobao?"

"I'm not Xiaobao, I'm Gao Liang, let me out now."

Uncle Ming: “…You wish!”

Uncle Ming went to knock on a wine jar again, but there was no response, thinking that the person had been suffocated and fainted.

He decided to give it a try and turn his bicycle into a motorcycle, so he opened the jar, but there was no response at first. When he leaned over to take a look, a ghost suddenly jumped out.

No, it's a female ghost. Not quite right either, it's a beautiful female ghost...

"Wow......"

Chu Hua was speechless and her saliva was almost coming out.

She glanced at Uncle Jiu, and everyone else was affected.

Forget it, he is still a boy, so I won’t vent my anger on him.

"Thank you for letting me out, my dear. I am yours from now on."

"Okay, shall we go back and rest now?"

Uncle Ming completely forgot the reason why he came here and only had eyes for the beauty.

"Aren't you here to look for someone?"

"found it."

Uncle Ming picked up a jar at random, but when he lifted the door curtain, he found Uncle Jiu and Chu Hua standing outside the door.

When the female ghost saw Uncle Jiu, she ran away immediately, just like a mouse seeing a cat.

"Brother Dao, why do you play such a thing?"

Uncle Jiu didn't blame him for letting the female ghost go.

"Haha, you're in trouble! Master, he..."

Uncle Jiu didn't say anything. A Wei, who had been waiting on the side, began to gloat over his misfortune, but was scared back by Uncle Jiu's murderous look.

"Did you say it or did I say it?"

"You said it, you said..."

Uncle Jiu said earnestly to Uncle Ming: "Brother, you can't afford to get into trouble like this!"

Uncle Ming could only smile awkwardly.