"It's true! Master!"
Qiu Sheng couldn't help but take a step forward. He tugged at Ninth Uncle's trousers and said,"
"You have to believe me! I definitely wouldn't go to Happy Red Court so brazenly!”
Qiu Sheng's current sorry state was really hard to look at.
Ninth Uncle also turned his face away and stopped looking at him.
"No matter what, you appeared in the cubicle on the top floor and stepped into the door of Happy Red Court!”
Ninth Uncle's anger had also subsided by half. He looked up and saw the Maoshan classic, The Return of All Evil.
"This is the classic collection of our Maoshan Sect. You better copy it honestly and get rid of the evil thoughts in your heart!”
After saying that, Ninth Uncle sat down on the chair.
"Master, I really didn't mean to go there!”
Qiu Sheng knelt on the ground and reached out his hand to argue.
However, Ninth Uncle did not believe him at all.
After all, the difference between the two was obvious enough. No one would choose to believe Qiu Sheng from the misdemeanor class.
"Master, Ren Kang was clearly in the room at that time. Why don't you believe me but believe him?”
Hearing this, Ninth Uncle's anger was ignited again!
"You still dare to say that! If it wasn't for him, would you still be kneeling in front of me?!”
Ninth Uncle put down the teacup in his hand and continued to shout at Qiu Sheng.
"According to what you said, didn't I appear in the house when I rushed to save you?!”
"Are they all naked like you?!”
Qiu Sheng was completely speechless.
"You still don't know how to repent, do you? Then copy it properly until dawn!”
After saying that, Ninth Uncle drank the tea in one gulp and strode out of the hall.
Only Qiu Sheng was left to light a candle and copy the Maoshan classic, Reversion of All Evil.
The next day, Qiu Sheng finally stopped writing.
He had just rested his head on the table for a while when he heard an extremely loud shout.
"Ling!" Yin people on the road, living people do not come close, immortals return! --”
The cry that resounded through Chen Yun had a unique and melodious tone.
The moment people heard it, they would turn their attention to it.
"This is the voice of a corpse transporter!"
Ninth Uncle had just stood up and quickly put on his clothes. He brought Wen Cai and Qiu Sheng out of the door.
Ninth Uncle's footsteps were swift. He followed the sound and walked all the way to the mortuary.
At this moment, a middle-aged man in a Daoist robe appeared on the path of the mortuary while ringing a bell.
"Ring the corpse summoning bell."
Ninth Uncle said lightly and called out to the Taoist priest not far away.
"Corpse Transporters usually leave at Yin. It's already close to Chen, so there's no need to ring your broken bell, right?”
The Taoist priest was surprised to hear that. He hadn't left Mao Mountain for a long time.
He could not help but feel a little happy when he carefully identified the voice.
Then, he quickened his pace and walked in front of Ninth Uncle.
"Oh, I was wondering who would insult people like this. It's really you, Ninth Senior Brother!”
Ninth Uncle was also a little surprised that a fellow disciple would come to the mortuary at this time, and it was Junior Brother Four-Eyed, whom he was very familiar with.
At this moment, Wen Cai and Qiu Sheng also rushed over.
"It's indeed the mortuary, that's right."
Daoist Priest Four-Eyed raised his head to take a look and could not help but say indifferently.
"I wonder if Senior Brother can allow me to stay here for a few days again?”
Before Ninth Uncle could speak, Qiu Sheng spoke first.
"Martial Uncle came from afar. Since we met, it's naturally not a problem to rest here.”
After saying that, he even looked at Ninth Uncle and asked.
"I think Master also thinks so, right?”
Ninth Uncle naturally wouldn't refuse, but it was rare for Qiu Sheng to be so enthusiastic. He didn't know what he was up to.
Qiu Sheng was secretly delighted.
In this way, with an uncle-master distracting his master, he naturally wouldn't keep staring at him and punishing him.
"Didn't you ring this stupid bell to lure me here? If I didn't agree, would I have come to pick you up?”
As he spoke, Ninth Uncle chatted and joked with Daoist Priest Four-Eyed. Soon, they returned home.
The two of them had just sat down and had yet to touch the teacup when they turned slightly to ask Ninth Uncle.
"I heard that there's a young master in the Ren family. He's young and promising, and his cultivation is profound.”
Ninth Uncle was naturally surprised and almost choked on his tea.
"Why do you say that, Junior Brother?"
Daoist Priest Four-Eyed frowned and looked outside the door.
"I passed by many villages along the way and heard about this long ago. Is it true?"
Ninth Uncle finally understood.
It turned out that Young Master Ren's reputation had long spread far and wide. His heroic deeds had already spread throughout the surrounding dozens of miles.
"Just as Junior Martial Brother said, this is indeed the case.”
At this moment, Ninth Uncle told Junior Brother Four-Eyed in detail about how Ren Kang casually scattered talismans like beans in the Happy Red Pavilion that day.
"You might not know how he dealt with that evil spirit that day.”
Ninth Uncle put the teacup aside and used his hand to describe Ren Kang's actions of drawing talismans while describing Dong Xiaoyu's miserable scene at that time.
Daoist Priest Four-Eyed's eyes went wide as he heard this. He felt that this was simply a daydream!
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