Ye Mu didn't speak anymore and continued reading quietly.
Ninth Uncle blinked his eyes in confusion. Did I say something wrong?
Why did Ye Mu look at him with sympathy?
After thinking for a moment, Ninth Uncle could not understand and could only continue reading.
A human and a ghost sat in the ancestral hall of the mortuary and read a book. The strange thing was that the book they were reading was a book about all kinds of demons and ghosts.
Late at night, Ye Mu finished reading the book in his hand, then put it down and returned to the pearl.
It refreshed in the wee hours of the morning and could be checked in.
"System, sign in."
"The host has successfully signed in. You have signed in for a total of four days and have received a Yin Soul Pill.”
It was actually the Yin Soul Pill. What a pity!
It would be great if it turned into a Yin Demon Pill.
Although the Yin Soul Pill was not bad, after using it, Ye Mu looked down on it.
It was helpful for cultivation, and it was not a small help either. However, it was immediately inferior to the Dark Demon Pill.
It was said that it was easy to go from frugality to extravagance, but difficult to go from extravagance to frugality. This was true.
He was used to using the Dark Spirit Pill to cultivate. Now that Ye Mu was using the Dark Spirit Pill, he felt uncomfortable all over.
"Forget it. It's better than nothing. The other ghosts are still bitterly looking for a place to absorb Yin Qi. Why do they need a bicycle?”
After taking the Yin Soul Pill, Ye Mu began to cultivate.
Early the next morning, Ninth Uncle brought Wen Cai to town.
Ye Mu stopped cultivating and lit a Soul Nourishing Fragrance, leisurely looking at the scenery outside.
Along the way, there were few people. The mortuary was still quite a distance away from Ren Town. He looked at the somewhat old tile-roofed houses and even thatched huts.
In comparison, the mortuary was like a luxurious manor.
"Ninth Uncle, good morning."
"Good morning, Ninth Uncle."
On the way, they met many people. Everyone greeted Ninth Uncle enthusiastically.
"Wencai is dressed so beautifully. Where are you planning to go?”
Someone joked with Wen Cai, but the description almost choked Ye Mu to death.
Pretty?
Was there a connection between literary talent and beauty?
"Master wants to take me to drink foreign tea.”
Wen Cai smiled and chatted with others. Ninth Uncle walked in front with his hands behind his back. The master and disciple soon entered the town.
"Master, why don't I not follow you to see Old Master Ren?”
As they walked, they were almost at the place when Wen Cai suddenly cowered.
No one knew what he was thinking.
It was Ninth Uncle who was talking business with Old Master Ren, not him. What was he pretending to be?
People who didn't know would think that Wen Cai owed Old Master Ren money.
Ninth Uncle frowned suspiciously and asked,"
"What's wrong? Do you have a grudge with Old Master Ren?"
"No, how is that possible?"
Wen Cai hurriedly shook his head.
“.......”
"Puff ~~~"
A few black lines appeared on Ninth Uncle's forehead, but Ye Mu hugged his stomach and laughed out loud. He had to admit that Wen Cai indeed had a talent for humor, but this talent was used in the wrong place.
This sentence made Ninth Uncle speechless. He had the urge to hit someone.
"Then don't go!"
Ninth Uncle snorted and walked toward the teahouse alone.
To be precise, it was a western restaurant.
It was hard to imagine that the palm-sized Ren Family Town actually had a Western restaurant that sold all kinds of Western food.
Wen Cai was dumbfounded. He stood on the street in a daze, not knowing what to do.
Ninth Uncle was very unhappy. He felt that literary talent was useless. As he walked, he suddenly lowered his voice and asked,
"That…Ye Mu, do you know how to drink foreign tea?”
For the people of this era, how to drink foreign tea was indeed a novel thing.
Ye Mu's voice came from Ninth Uncle's wrist.
"It's very simple. Just order a cup of coffee and don't need anything else. Ninth Uncle, are you afraid of losing face?”
" Impossible!!"
Ninth Uncle's reaction was the same as Wen Cai's.
"Isn't it just drinking foreign tea? Simple."
I hope it's as simple as you said and that you don't embarrass yourself.
Left behind by his master, Wen Cai was helpless and could only look for Qiu Sheng.
"Why are you here? Where's Master?"
Qiu Sheng was wearing a fashionable vest and looked outside.
Wen Cai leaned against the counter weakly and said gloomily,"
"Master originally wanted to bring me to drink foreign tea, but I hesitated for a moment. Master was angry and didn't want to bring me along.”
"You deserve it."
Qiusheng gloated. I'm here to look after the shop, and you want to drink foreign tea?
Dream on!
"Wencai."
Qiu Sheng nudged Wen Cai with his elbow and whispered,"
"Aren't you curious about that ghost? Master actually said that he was a genius, and his strength soared. It made me want to be a ghost.”
"I'm curious, but I'm afraid of ghosts."
Wen Cai looked around and felt a little guilty.
Qiu Sheng, who was full of ideas, chuckled.
"Why don't we find a chance to talk to him? What do you think? He can stay in our memorial hall to cultivate. We're Master's disciples, so we'll see each other all the time.”
"I'm afraid he'll kill you."
Wen Cai's personality was a little dull, but it didn't mean that he was stupid.
Where did Qiu Sheng get the idea of befriending a ghost?
Aren't you afraid that this ghost will take the opportunity to find you? When the time comes, you won't be able to respond to anything.
"Try it?"
“.......”
"Then let's give it a try?"
Ninth Uncle went to the Western restaurant alone without Wencai.
As soon as he entered, the shop assistant came forward to serve him.
"Sir, how many people are there?"
"I…"
Ninth Uncle raised his hand and gestured. He hesitated for a while and said,
"I have an appointment with Old Master Ren to discuss something."
When the shop assistant heard this, she smiled and said,
"Old Master Ren is upstairs, please follow me.”
There didn't seem to be anything special. If you went to a restaurant, people would ask you how you were doing.
Ninth Uncle immediately changed his identity as a shop assistant to a waiter in the restaurant. Thinking of this, his somewhat uneasy heart immediately calmed down.
Isn't it just drinking foreign tea?
It was such a simple matter.
It's just a small problem. I can handle it.
Regaining his confidence, Ninth Uncle raised his head and walked up to the second floor fiercely.
However, when he went up to the second floor, he suddenly realized that he was a little out of place with the people here, and he could not help but feel nervous.
"Ninth Uncle, you're finally here."
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