As expected, Mao Li looked at Qiu Sheng and Wen Cai, who had two bricks on their heads and a burning incense stick stuck in their buttocks, and was squatting in the horse stance. He was so glad that he did not participate in the stupid thing between them!
"Master, don't throw up. Drink some jasmine tea.”
Mao Li carried a cup of freshly brewed tea over to Ninth Uncle and supported him.
"Aiya! Waah! Why did I take in such two scamming disciples? They're trying to kill me!”
Ninth Uncle spat out another mouthful of jasmine tea and pushed it away from Mao Li. He said with a face full of grief and indignation.
Now, the chrysanthemum had left an eternal shadow and trauma in Ninth Uncle's heart. Three days, he had vomited for three whole days, but he still could not forget the scene of him looking at Aunt Pang that day.
Even other flowers looked like chrysanthemums.
Qiu Sheng and Wen Cai were reprimanded by Ninth Uncle, but they didn't dare to say anything. They could only silently bear the sins they had committed.
"That's a pity. I bought these at the morning market this morning.”
Seeing that Ninth Uncle was not drinking, Mao Li could only enjoy it slowly.
"May I ask if Master Lin Jiuying is here?”
Just as Ninth Uncle was about to vomit and Mao Li was about to drink tea, someone came outside.
Her voice was as light as a loli's.
Mao Li turned his head and saw that it was indeed a little loli who had yet to mature.
"May I know what's the matter?"
Mao Li put down his teacup and walked over.
Now that Ninth Uncle was in this state, of course, Mao Li, a disciple who could take out the money, had to receive the guests.
"May I ask who you are?"
Nianying looked at the extremely handsome Mao Li, her face flushed red, and her heart beat rapidly.
How could there be such a handsome person in the world! Wow! He's so handsome that I'm about to suffocate.
"Oh! I'm Lin Jiuying's first disciple, Mao Li.”
"Are you listening?"
Mao Li saw that Nianying had been staring at him like a lovestruck fool and had no intention of answering him, so he asked again.
"Ah! I'm listening. My…my sister asked me to look for Ninth Uncle.”
Nian Ying, who had automatically ignored Mao Li's first sentence, seemed very embarrassed. She did not know how to reply and could only tell him her purpose for coming.
"What's your sister's name?"
Mao Li glanced at Ninth Uncle, who was eavesdropping in the pavilion. When Ninth Uncle heard the name Nianying, his ears had already perked up.
Back then, he had given up on the person he loved the most in order to learn Taoism. Although he had regrets in his heart, Ninth Uncle had never regretted it.
"My sister's name is Mi Qilian, and my brother-in-law's name is Dalong. For some reason, my brother-in-law's behavior has been very strange these past few days, so my sister asked me to come and invite Ninth Uncle.”
Nian Ying explained to Mao Li with a red face.
When he heard Mi Qilian's name, Ninth Uncle's body trembled, and the guilt in his heart deepened.
"It really is Sister Lian. I wonder if Sister Lian has been well these years.”
Ninth Uncle whispered.
A hint of nostalgia flashed in his eyes.
"Good! Let me change my clothes and we'll set off immediately.”
Ninth Uncle did not wait for Mao Li to reply and directly made the decision.
Then, she turned around and quickly went back to her room to change.
She couldn't help but sigh at the magic of love.
The speed at which Ninth Uncle changed his clothes fully reflected the strength of an Earth Master.
Even the western gowns that she usually looked down on were taken out from the bottom of the cabinet and put on.
"What are you looking at me for? Let's go!"
Ninth Uncle turned around and walked out after saying that.
"Qiusheng, Wencai, hurry up and follow.”
Mao Li said to Qiu Sheng and Wen Cai who were still being punished when he saw Ninth Uncle leave.
Hearing Mao Li's words, Qiu Sheng, Wen Cai was so happy that he almost jumped up. However, the long horse stance made their legs sore and weak, and they almost sat on the incense under their buttocks.
"Let's go too."
Seeing the two of them, Mao Li didn't care much and said gently to Nian Ying beside him.
"Yes!"
Nianying lowered his head and replied softly.
……
The marshal's manor…
"I'm not sick. What illness do I need to see? It's just that my hands are a little itchy, my neck is a little itchy, and I like to jump! You really need to find Shiying."
The warlord commander, Dalong, said to his wife, Mi Qilian, unhappily.
He even looked at Ninth Uncle warily.
She was afraid that Uncle Nine would snatch Mi Qilian away after he returned.
If Ninth Uncle really snatched it away, then he would really lose his wife and children.
When his love rivals met, their eyes would turn red. Back then, Uncle Nine insisted on going to Mao Mountain to learn Taoism, which was why he had the chance to pursue Mi Qilian as his wife. Over the years, Da Long could tell whether Mi Qilian had any feelings for Uncle Nine even with his eyes closed.
"Master, it's definitely a zombie bite.”
Mao Li looked at the wound on the Great Dragon's neck that was revealed from time to time and scratched it.
He said to Ninth Uncle with certainty.
If Mi Qilian wasn't pregnant, Mao Li could still help her, but Mi Qilian was about to give birth. Mao Li had better persuade Ninth Uncle to take in the aunt as soon as possible.
Mao Li wasn't afraid of the warlord commander. Firstly, this warlord Dalong only had about a hundred soldiers under him. Who knew if he would be wiped out by other warlords one day?
Moreover, even if Mao Li stood still and didn't fight back, they wouldn't be able to hurt him even if they used up all their bullets.
This was the strength of the flying zombie's body.
Even if it was an atomic bomb, Mao Li would still be able to dig it out alive and take revenge on the person who released the atomic bomb.
This was what it meant to be tough.
The flying zombie's strength allowed Mao Li to easily carry the plane around.
This was strength.
"Yes! His condition was considered light and easy to treat. If he was like Grandpa Ren, he would have turned into a corpse and brought disaster to the human world.”
Ninth Uncle nodded in agreement.
"But Mao Li, do you smell a familiar aura?”
Ninth Uncle did not say anything to retort the Great Dragon because he discovered that there was an evil and familiar aura here that was very powerful.
"Not only did I smell it, but I also saw it?”
Mao Li nodded and said.
"You saw it? Where was he? What is it?"
Ninth Uncle asked hurriedly.
To be able to make him feel a powerful evil aura, it was definitely not easy to deal with.
"The servant in your sister Lian's stomach and beside her is a demonic infant. It should be one of the ones we sent to Aunt Pang.”
Mao Li didn't know if it was because the plot was difficult to change or if he was lamenting that this girl was too unreliable.
She repeatedly reminded him, but he still invited her home.
Hearing Mao Li's words, Ninth Uncle's heart turned cold.
What he was afraid of, came.
"Once the Demonic Neonate enters the mother's body, it will never come out unless there's a major event. You and I will guard here. Later, you will ask Qiu Sheng and Wen Cai to find Aunt Pang and ask her to pull the Spiritual Infant over. We will use the Spiritual Infant to lure the Demonic Neonate out and destroy it. Then, we will choose a Spiritual Infant to make up for the baby's soul that was devoured by the Demonic Neonate in Sister Lian's stomach.”
Ninth Uncle's mind spun quickly as he told Mao Li his plan in a low voice.
"I understand. There's no time to lose. I'll let Qiusheng and Wencai go now.”
Since Mao Li and Ninth Uncle were deliberately avoiding Mi Qilian and talking to the servant controlled by the demonic baby, it looked like Mao Li was trying to persuade Ninth Uncle, and Ninth Uncle looked angry and wanted to reason with the Great Dragon first.
It was just that his movements were intense and his voice was not too soft.
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