Murakami Yoshino
No matter what time it was, this place was always gloomy. The sky was gray. At this moment, the gate of the mortuary opened, and a middle-aged man with a buzz cut walked out.
His long eyebrows and vigorous steps gave people the feeling of a sage. Behind him were two young men in their twenties.
These three people were Ninth Uncle, Wen Cai, and Survival.
"Master, I won't go. I still have to help my aunt take care of the shop.”
Qiu Sheng was quite good-looking, but his sloppy and hooligan-like appearance was a little embarrassing.
"Go, go. It's fine as long as Wencai accompanies me.”
Ninth Uncle waved his hand, tidied his clothes, and walked toward the street.
"Master, why did Old Master Ren invite us?”
Wen Cai had long hair. When she ran, she really looked like a f * cking beauty from behind.
"What are you going to do? Go see the feng shui and drink some foreign tea.”
Ninth Uncle glanced at Wen Cai impatiently, but then he thought about it. It was not bad to have such a silly disciple. It would be a lot of fun.
"Foreign tea? Wencai had never tried foreign tea before. Would he embarrass his master if he went?”
Wen Cai scratched his head and said in embarrassment.
"Afraid of losing face? Sure! Then don't go."
Ninth Uncle turned around, but then he thought about it. He had never drunk any foreign tea before. What if he lost face? It was better for his disciple to lose face than for his master to lose face.
He immediately shouted,"Wencai, Master thinks that you've worked hard, so it's better for you to follow me."”
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In the cafe, Ao Xing sat on a chair and looked at the buildings that were completely different from modern times. His face carried a trace of vicissitudes that did not match his age.
"Brother Ao Xing, what are you looking at?”
Beside him, Ren Tingting was wearing a small western hat and a pink low-cut dress. She was carrying a small pink bag in her hand and looked very fashionable and cute.
"Look at the aura of this era and feel the difference in this city.”
Ao Xing retracted his gaze and smiled at Ren Tingting. He picked up a cup of coffee and drank it.
This smile immediately made Ren Tingting blush. She lowered her head, not daring to look at Ao Xing again.
Originally, Ao Xing didn't want to come, but Ren Fa forced him to come along, saying that he wanted to see the Maoshan Sect master from Hong Kong.
Under Ren Tingting's kind invitation, and Ao Xing also wanted to see Ninth Uncle, he followed.
"Master Ao, Ninth Uncle has quite a high prestige here. Usually, we would look for him to resolve any problems. This time, we looked for him to help move my father's grave.”
Ren Fa walked over from afar and sat beside Ao Xing as he spoke in a low voice.
Ao Xing smiled slightly and said," I see. Actually, I also know the art of fortune telling. Old Master Ren's eyes are red, his glabella is black, the three flames are weak, and there is a faint corpse aura on his body. There must be a problem with the ancestral tomb.”
Ao Xing took a sip of coffee and glanced at Ren Fa. Seeing his focused expression, he said,""Ever since the Ren family's Old Master was buried, the Ren family's luck has plummeted. If I'm not wrong, whether the grave is moved or not, there will definitely be a bloody case in the Ren family.”
"Then is there a solution?"
If he had been skeptical at first, Ren Fa immediately believed it because Ao Xing had just arrived here. It was impossible for him to be so familiar with the Ren family.
Ren Fa suddenly became interested in this mysterious young man.
" If there's a question, there's naturally an answer. However, it's a little difficult for me to do it alone. I'll see if Ninth Uncle is really a disciple of Mao Mountain. If he is, with the two of us, we'll definitely be able to help the Ren family survive this calamity.”
Ao Xing had a carefree appearance, as if he didn't put anything in his eyes, directly mesmerizing Ren Tingting.
"Congratulations to Masta for successfully accepting the harem beauty and Ren Tingting's Yin-Yang Harmony. The reward for completing the mission is ten Blood Essence Pills, one Strengthening Pill, three Yang Increasing Pills, a yellow-grade magic tool, a Daoist robe, a Daoist hat, and a Daoist boot.”
Ling 'er's voice suddenly appeared in Ao Xing's mind. Yin and Yang intertwining with Ren Tingting? As he thought about it, Ao Xing looked at Ren Tingting with a hint of ambiguity in his eyes.
"Ao…Brother Ao Xing, what are you looking at? Daddy is talking to you."
Ren Tingting immediately lowered her head again under Ao Xing's gaze. Her two fair hands were playing with the small bag in her hands.
"Uh, what did Old Master Ren just say?”
Ao Xing rubbed his nose in embarrassment. Ren Fa's father was still beside him, and he actually wanted to sleep with his daughter. Fortunately, Ren Fa didn't know about it. Otherwise, he wouldn't be respecting him, but would want to kill him.
"Haha, then I'll thank Master Ao in advance. As long as this matter can be resolved, the reward is not a problem.”
Ren Fa looked at Ao Xing in surprise, but he didn't think too much about it. He heard that the Maoshan Sect's Taoist priests never married in their lives, and Uncle Nine in the town was an example.
"It doesn't matter if you give me the reward or not. I sent a heavenly master to subdue demons and bring benefits to the people.”
Ao Xing wasn't being polite, but he really didn't care about this small amount of money. You should know that the money that Netherworld Zi had left for him was enough for him to live a carefree life.
"How can this be…Ninth Uncle is here. I'll go entertain him.”
Suddenly, Ren Fa looked up and saw Uncle Nine and Wen Cai walking over with the waiter.
"Old Master Ren, how have you been?"
Ninth Uncle cupped his hands and said politely.
"Ninth Uncle is too polite.”
Ren Fa laughed heartily and led Ninth Uncle and Second Uncle to sit down.
At this moment, Ninth Uncle's gaze landed on Ao Xing, and a trace of suspicion flashed across his eyes.
Damn it, my computer is broken, I'm starving and cold, I'm writing in the internet cafe. The smell of smoke and the stench are mixed together, making me dizzy and my mind is not working well.
Moreover, it was not suitable for the keyboard of an internet cafe. The typing speed was especially slow. It took more than two hours to write a chapter. It was too f * cking ridiculous.
Sigh, I won't say anything else. Since Little Junjun has been working so hard, I'll just add it to my collection and leave a comment on the flowers. I'm sure the status of the contract will change by Friday. I hope everyone can support me without worry.
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