My adoptive father is Ninth Uncle.
66 : Crackling, asking for support

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"Aiya, why is it you, kid!”Martial Uncle Four-Eyed looked at Lin Yi at the door in surprise. He did not expect to see his martial nephew at this time.

Crackling!

When the undeads heard the word "Aiya", the bamboo sticks hanging in the air fell down again.

"Aiya, aiyaya, it hurts. Don't hit me, you bunch of idiots! Oh my god, it hurts!" Martial Uncle Four-Eyed was beaten until he cried out in pain, but he forgot that he couldn't cry out in pain.

Wu!

Jia Le, who was playing dead on the recliner, couldn't stand it anymore. After all, he was his master. His heart ached when he was beaten like this. He covered Uncle Four-Eyed's mouth.

"Master, don't say those two words again, or else this shoe corpse will beat you to death.”Jia Le said bitterly.

This time, his master was embarrassed. He would definitely teach him a lesson!

"Hmph, what two words?" Martial Uncle Four-Eyed looked at Jia Le with a swollen face. He pulled Jia Le's hand away and gritted his teeth, scaring Jia Le into shrinking his neck.

"Hehe, it's the word that can't be said.”He laughed and slipped out of the encirclement of undeads.

"I can't say it!" Daoist Priest Four-Eyed, who was lying on the ground, suddenly sneered. This smile sent chills down Jia Le's spine.

Suddenly, Martial Uncle Four-Eyed gave a thumbs up and poked Jia Le's butt. This sudden pain caused Jia Le to jump up and scream in pain.

Crackling!

A dozen bamboo sticks hit Jia Le's head, knocking him down again.

Jia Le covered his mouth and endured the pain. Tears welled up in his eyes as he looked at Daoist Priest Four-Eyed pitifully. He felt extremely wronged." Master is too bad. He likes to play dirty!" It hurts so much."

Her head was buzzing and her butt was burning. She squatted there and couldn't move.

Daoist Priest Four-Eyed was also shocked. He had thought that Jia Le would be able to dodge, but he was hit on the head by so many bamboo sticks. Could he have been knocked silly?

"Martial Uncle, Jia Le, you two are really like father and son. We haven't seen each other for a few days, and you've had so much fun.”Lin Yi said with a smile.

Pa!

The dozen undeads in the room turned around at the same time and stared straight at Lin Yi.

When they heard 'yes', they beat them up. Lin Yi's word attracted the attention of all the undeads.

"Aiya, aiya, aiya." Lin Yi deliberately shouted a few times, and more than a dozen undeads rushed out of the house.

This scene was quite interesting. A dozen zombie-like undeads were charging at you. If it was an ordinary person, they would have wet their pants.

As he shouted, Lin Yi walked towards the big house where the undeads were parked. Soon, he brought these dozen undeads into the house.

In the past, they could just ring the bell, but it was Master Four-Eyed who made these undeads forget about the bell and could only listen to it.

This big house was specially used to store undeads. It was divided into more than 20 compartments, just like a bank's ATM. Two undeads were in one compartment, and there was a bench in front of the undeads as an incense table.

In the middle of the big house, there was a table with a few magic tools placed on it. It was the place where Martial Uncle Four-Eyed usually made his dishes.

Corpse Suppressing Talisman, Peach Wood Sword, Incense Burner, Pomelo Leaf Water, and Three Purities Bell.

He picked up the Three Purities Bell and used his magic power to imprint it on the Corpse Suppression Talisman. With a burst of magic power, the Corpse Suppression Talisman instantly ignited. If his magic power was not enough, he could use an oil lamp to light it.

"The Three Pure Ones are above. Everyone, listen up. Remember the bell. Be quiet as the signal.”

Pa!

The bell was placed on the table, and the burning corpse suppression talisman turned into ashes. In an instant, the undeads in the room dropped their arms and the bamboo sticks in their hands fell to the ground.

"Done." Lin Yi smiled and shook the bell. The undeads in the room jumped forward at the same time. They were very obedient.

"Brat, why aren't you going in to help? I'll deal with you later.”Daoist Priest Four-Eyed's reprimand came from outside the room, and then Jia Le ran in with a bitter face.

"Senior Brother, help!" When Jia Le saw Lin Yi, it was as if he had seen a life-saving straw. He cried out pitifully for help.

"Well, I slept so early yesterday and slept in today. Who can I blame? Alright, you settle these undeads. I'll go and talk to my martial uncle.”Lin Yi put down the Three Pristine Bells and said to Jia Le.

"Hehe, I knew you were the best.”Jia Le chuckled and flattered Lin Yi.

"Come on, hurry up and get to work." Lin Yi smiled and patted Jia Le's arm before turning around and walking out of the house.

" Work. Sigh, this is how my master is. If you want to hit me, just do it openly. There's no need to be sneaky…"

After leaving the big house, Lin Yi happened to bump into Martial Uncle Four-Eyed, who was walking over. They both heard Jia Le's muttering in the house.

"This brat can't control his mouth.”Lin Yi said speechlessly in his heart. He could just secretly say it in his heart. He hadn't been beaten enough.

"Martial Uncle, you must be exhausted. Come in and rest for a while. I'll make you a pot of tea.”Lin Yi said to Martial Uncle Four-Eyed with a smile. He grabbed his arm and dragged him back into the house.

……

"This Jiale, if I were half as obedient and sensible as you, I wouldn't be so tired.”Inside the house, Martial Uncle Four-Eyed was lying on the recliner. His whole body was aching. He had been on the road for two days and one night, but he had been beaten up by this group of customers. He was depressed.

"Martial Uncle, Jia Le is still young. He's only sixteen this year, and it's the time for him to be mischievous.”Lin Yi brewed the tea and handed it to Uncle-Master Four-Eyed.

"I don't like to drink tea, you know that. Right, the horse in the yard is yours, right? It seems that my senior brother has earned quite a lot of money these days.”Daoist Priest Four-Eyed said that he didn't like tea, so he took it, blew on it, and took a sip.

"It's alright. It's only a few hundred yuan.”Lin Yi said casually and poured himself a cup of tea.

Puff!

"A few hundred dollars!" Martial Uncle Four-Eyed's eyes were about to pop out, and he spat out the tea he had just drunk.

A few hundred dollars! How much did he only earn for one shipment? He was stuffed to the brim with more than ten dollars.

"Yeah, right, Martial Uncle, my master said that you called me over because you have something good for me. What is it?”Lin Yi looked at Daoist Priest Four-Eyed expectantly.

A treasure that could make Ninth Uncle envious must not be simple.

"Ahem." Martial Uncle Four-Eyed cleared his throat and calmed himself down." It's at the door. Go and take a look. It's a sword."”Martial Uncle Four-Eyed pointed in the direction of the door.

Lin Yi suddenly remembered that when Uncle-Master Four-Eyed returned, he had a sword on his back. Because he wanted to teach Jia Le a lesson, he had taken it off and left it at the door.

"Oh, I'll go get it…"

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