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41 What little brother? He is your Martial Uncle!

Jixia Chan

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The sky was just beginning to brighten when Fang Chen and the other two arrived at a bamboo house in a nameless mountain valley.

This was the home that Master Ikxiu had not returned to for a few years.

The room was a little messy. Master Ikxiu called the young man next door, Daoist Priest Four-Eyed's disciple, Jia Le, over to help.

Meanwhile, Qingqing, who wasn't in good spirits, also made a new friend.

After a simple packing, Jia Le went home to rest.

" Ring ring ring…ring ring ring ring…"

"Done, let's call it a day!"

Fang Chen was drinking tea at Ikyu's house when an extremely familiar voice came from the courtyard.

He stood up and walked to the window. It was the four-eyed Taoist priest who had returned with the undeads.

Daoist Priest Four-Eyed's house occupied a large area. It was located south of Master Yixiu's house. The two houses were next to each other in a row, but there was a fence between them.

The courtyard of the house was two to three times larger than that of Ichikyu's house. It was also very lively. There were chickens, ducks, geese, and even a few pigs running around.

Fang Chen wanted to go out and say hello, but the scene was very similar to the one in the movie. He could not help but watch with interest.

The four-eyed Taoist priest stopped the undeads and shouted Jia Le's name.

However, there was no response after a few shouts. He saw Jia Le lying in the room, resting.

The windows of the two houses were facing each other. Fang Chen saw all this.

"Aiya, brat, I asked you to guard the house, and you're actually dreaming about the Duke of Zhou here?!”

Four Eyes opened the door and saw Jia Le sleeping soundly inside. He was furious. His master was running around outside, but his disciple was hiding at home sleeping and shouting. What was wrong with him?

As he spoke, Four-Eye took off his magic sword and Taoist robe. He picked up a pile of short bamboo as thick as an arm under the eaves and distributed them to the undeads.

When Four-eye was moving the bamboo, he accidentally dropped one or two of them. This movement immediately woke Jia Le up.

However, when Jia Le saw that the person who came was actually his master and had an unfriendly expression, he hid behind the ajar door and did not dare to make a sound.

"Oh my god, oh my god, undeads have spirits, undeads have sex, forget the bell, beat when you hear me, beat when you shout, oh my god, listen to my orders!”

After casting the spell, Daoist Priest Four-Eyed took a clay pot from the water tank beside him and put it on his head to test it.

"Aiya!"

"Bang!"

As soon as the Taoist priest shouted, the undeads immediately raised seven or eight bamboo sticks and hit the pottery pot on his head. The pottery pot shattered and scared away the pigs behind him.

Fang Chen, who was watching from Ikkusu's house, twitched his eyelids. Daoist Priest Four-Eyed treated his disciple much better than Ninth Uncle.

In the house, Jia Le was trembling in fear when he saw this scene. He thought that these people were dead for sure. He quickly ran back and lay down again. He made up his mind not to shout the word "Aiya" even if he was beaten to death.

Outside the door, Daoist Priest Four-Eyed snorted coldly and brought a group of undeads into the house, surrounding Jia Le.

"You slept so soundly. I'll let you sleep!"

He looked at Jia Le, who had his back to him, and used the bamboo stick to hit Jia Le's butt.

There was a loud slap, and Jia Le's tears were about to fall. But even so, he gritted his teeth and looked as if he would rather die than make a sound.

" Aiya, you didn't even scream when I beat you up like that. Kid, you're amazing…"

As Four-eye spoke, he wanted to raise his bamboo stick again, but suddenly, there was a sound of air being torn above his head, followed by a rain of beatings on his body.

"Aiya, aiya, don't hit me, don't hit me, aiya, don't hit me…"

Daoist Priest Four-Eyed was rolling on the ground in pain. He kept screaming in pain, but the more he shouted, the more the bamboo stick fell, hitting him until his entire body was bruised.

"Heavenly Clear Land Spirit, Heaven and Earth Breaking Law, pardon!”

Just as Daoist Priest Four-Eyed was being beaten up by the undeads, Fang Chen suddenly appeared at the door and used the method in the Wonder Gate Dao Record to break the Daoist technique that Daoist Priest Four-Eyed had applied.

For a moment, all the undeads were frozen in place, motionless. Four-Eye, who had almost been killed by his customer, finally got up.

"Master, are you alright?" Hearing that there was no more movement, Jia Le stopped pretending to be asleep and quickly supported the swaying Four Eyes.

Daoist Priest Four-Eyed's expression was extremely unsightly. His disciple had failed to teach him a lesson, and he had been beaten half to death. He was so angry that he gritted his teeth and slapped Jia Le's face with his big hand."Jiale, you're so obedient. Master loves you so much!”

The four-eyed hand pinched Jia Le's face with all its might, pinching and pinching.

"I told you to guard the house, but you only care about sleeping!”

"Later, Master will personally check if your cultivation has improved!”

………………

Spittle sprayed onto Jia Le's face. Daoist Priest Four-Eyed's mood only improved a little when Jia Le kept apologizing.

The master and disciple struggled for a while before Daoist Priest Four-Eyed realized that there was someone standing at the door.

He held his glasses and looked over. The back of the person was unusually tall and straight. After getting used to the light, he finally saw the familiar face that made people forget the secular world.

"Daoist Fang Xiao, why are you here?!”Daoist Priest Four-Eyed was surprised. Didn't Fang Chen go to Five Yin Mountain? Why was he here?

Without waiting for Fang Chen to speak, Jia Le interrupted curiously,""Master, this is the little brother who came with Grandmaster this morning. Do you know him?”

When Si Mu heard the word 'Master', his heart turned cold. The old monk had actually arrived before him, but he immediately came back to his senses and slapped the back of Jia Le's head.

"What little brother? You don't know any manners at all. Hurry up and greet Daoist Fang. According to seniority, he's your martial uncle.”

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