Chapter 123 Qiu Sheng's romantic encounter, Uncle 9 is ashamed

Chapter 123 Qiu Sheng's romantic encounter, Uncle Jiu is ashamed (Subscribe)
After Ren Fa collected Ren Weiyong's ashes, he felt relieved but also couldn't help but worry.

Back then, the Feng Shui master asked the Ren family to open the coffins and move the graves after 20 years. I'm afraid he wanted to wipe out the entire Ren family!

Thinking of this, Ren Fa hurried to Lin Fengjiao again.

"Uncle Jiu, that Feng Shui master was so vicious back then, can you find him?"

Lin Fengjiao saw a hint of ruthlessness flashing across Ren Fa's eyes, and understood that Ren Fa probably wanted to find this Feng Shui master and completely eliminate him.

“Master Ren, don’t worry. My senior brother killed the Feng Shui master 20 years ago. He was an evil cultivator, and the sect behind him was wiped out by my senior brother in one fell swoop!
Master Ren can rest assured..."

Ren Fa showed a hint of joy and inadvertently glanced at Shi Jian who was meditating with his eyes closed.

Seeing that Shi Jian didn't react at all, Ren Fa believed that what Uncle Jiu said was true.

“I see, I was worrying too much.

Uncle Jiu, I am so grateful for what you did today!"

After another round of polite exchanges, Ren Fa returned to the Ren Mansion in a relaxed mood, while Qiu Sheng and Wencai were responsible for restoring the coffin boards that had been broken into several pieces by Ren Weiyong.

In this way, the burial day would not arouse any suspicion among the townspeople.

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Watching Qiu Sheng and Wencai packing up the coffin, Lin Fengjiao returned to sit beside Shi Jian.

Looking at her senior brother with awe, Lin Fengjiao would be lying if she said she didn't admire him.

“Big Brother, I didn’t expect that Big Brother only needed to use a little trick to get Ren Fa to agree to cremate his father.

Junior Brother, I really have never thought of this."

Shi Jian shook his head.

"Junior Brother Lin, everyone wants to continue living, especially the rich and powerful. This is just human nature...

Not worth mentioning. "

After saying that, Shi Jian stood up and returned to the wing room, leaving Lin Fengjiao standing alone in the yard. While watching Qiu Shengwencai working, she frowned slightly and began to think.

After finishing his work, Qiu Sheng, as usual, lit a stick of incense, stuck it on the front of his bike, and rode his bike to his aunt's house.

Qiu Sheng has ridden this road many times, and it was basically unobstructed and the speed was not slow.

However, when Qiu Sheng was heading forward, he didn't realize that a beautiful figure had already sat in the back seat behind him...

This beautiful figure was naturally the female ghost Xiaoyu who had caught Qiu Sheng’s eye at first sight on the mountain during the day.

Feeling Qiu Sheng's breath in front of her, the female ghost Xiaoyu couldn't help but feel moved.

Even though she knew that humans and ghosts have different paths, she still didn't want to miss a living person like Qiu Sheng who made her heart beat!

Soon, as the ghostly auras fascinated Qiu Sheng's eyes, the same scene as in the original novel was played out directly.

In a dilapidated thatched house, Qiu Sheng and the female ghost Xiaoyu began to have an in-depth communication...

It was not until late at night that Qiu Sheng, still in a daze, reluctantly got up because his aunt was still waiting for him to go home.

So I didn’t dare stay for long and rode my bike slowly back home in a daze.

It was already noon and Qiu Sheng, who had returned to his aunt's house late at night, had just gotten up. He felt a little empty. Until this moment, Qiu Sheng still thought that the lovemaking last night was just a dream.

Qiu Sheng got up with some difficulty and rode his bicycle towards the charity cemetery without waiting for his aunt to call him for dinner.

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Pushing open the door of the charity cemetery, Qiu Sheng's face was extremely pale, and the faint ghostly aura on his body had not yet dissipated.

Even the three fires of spirit, energy and vitality on his shoulders and head were flickering.

Wencai, who was practicing martial arts in the yard, was also very happy to see Qiu Sheng coming.

Since the morning, when Qiu Sheng was not at home, Uncle Jiu focused on watching him practice martial arts alone, leaving him no room for slacking off.

Now that Qiu Sheng has arrived, he can finally take a break.

"Aha!
Qiu Sheng, you are late today, won't you be punished by the master?"

Qiu Sheng looked pale and spoke weakly.

"Wencai, I don't know what happened today. I was not feeling well, so I got up late. Where is the master?"

now.

Inside the house, Lin Fengjiao and Shi Jian were sipping tea. The moment Qiu Sheng stepped into the charity cemetery, Shi Jian and Lin Fengjiao noticed the faint ghostly aura on him.

Shi Jian looked at Lin Fengjiao, who was a little embarrassed in front of him, with a faint smile on his face.

"Junior Brother Lin, Qiu Sheng is quite good. He was favored by the female ghost in the mountains. After having sex with her, he lost a lot of energy.

As a master, shouldn't you give him some good care?"

Uncle Jiu felt extremely embarrassed and furious at the teasing of his senior brother.

It's only been one night and Qiu Sheng is already involved with a female ghost?

"Elder brother, I..."

At Shi Jian's look, Uncle Jiu stopped talking.

"It's okay. It doesn't matter if you make some mistakes when you are young. Besides, Qiu Sheng Wencai is not a disciple of Mount Mao, so I will not punish him.

You can do it yourself..."

After saying that, Shi Jian said no more, stood up and went towards his own room.

Only Uncle Jiu was left standing there with a complicated expression.

Shi Jian's words were very clear, that is, neither Qiu Sheng nor Wencai had the chance to truly join Maoshan.

At this moment, Uncle Jiu would rather his senior brother teach Qiu Sheng a lesson than to be so tepid, neither salty nor bland, just like a dragonfly skimming the water. This made him, as a master, feel deeply helpless...

Taking a deep breath, Lin Fengjiao's eyes became extremely indifferent. At this moment, he also understood that Qiu Sheng and Wencai were not suitable for practicing Taoism.

Why should I bother myself?

Pushing the door open, Lin Fengjiao slowly came to Qiu Sheng's side, seeing that Qiu Sheng was sweating profusely after practicing basic skills for less than half an incense stick.

"master!"

Qiu Sheng and Wen Cai said this in unison, and Lin Fengjiao felt warm inside, and she was no longer angry with Qiu Sheng.

"Qiu Sheng, do you still remember what happened last night?"

Uncle Jiu got straight to the point and was too lazy to ask questions slowly.

Upon hearing this, Qiu Sheng's heart suddenly tightened. He could feel the change in his master's expression and attitude towards him.

Just when he was about to say no, he saw his master's expression becoming even more indifferent.

"Master, I don't remember much about last night, but I did a...

A spring...dream!"

Without caring about shame, Qiu Sheng told everything.

After hearing this, Uncle Jiu finally understood, and Qiu Sheng had no idea that he had been tricked.

"Qiu Sheng, what I want to say is that your dream is not false. You must have been bewitched by a female ghost last night..."

These words were already very straightforward, and Qiu Sheng's face turned even paler instantly!

"ghost!"

Wencai standing by didn't mind the trouble.

"Hahaha, Qiu Sheng, I never thought you could have such a romantic encounter. Tell me, is that female ghost pretty?"

As he spoke, Wencai did not forget to signal Qiu Sheng with his eyes.

In response to this, Uncle Jiu only gave a look to make Wencai shut up and continue practicing obediently.

I didn't ask any more questions. Since Qiu Sheng also had no memory, I might as well follow him tonight.

Just wait for the female ghost to make a move and then capture her!

Thinking of this, Uncle Jiu slowly exhaled a breath of turbid air, letting Qiu Sheng rest while letting Wencai practice martial arts...

Shi Jian, who had returned to the room, was now resting with his eyes closed. After cultivating to the late stage of the Golden Core, it had become extremely difficult to make further progress.

At least it is impossible to break through in a short period of time.

Speaking of which, Shi Jian is now practicing quite a few magical skills, and even his Lightning Thunder Fist has gone beyond the power described in the Maoshan records.

The same goes for other magical powers. If we talk about weaknesses, Shi Jian really doesn't have any, but there is one thing that makes him a little helpless.

The third volume of the Dragon-Tiger Body Tempering Art was already cultivated to its peak when he broke through to the Golden Core True Lord ten years ago.

Unfortunately, Maoshan only has half of the fourth volume of the Dragon and Tiger Body Tempering Art. The reason is that the founder of Maoshan who created this practice method only persisted to a part of the fourth volume.

After truly practicing the fourth volume, I gave up on completing it...

Although Shi Jian has been trying continuously in Maoshan over the years, he has never had many ideas.

In this way, it has reached the point where the fourth volume cannot be cultivated any further...

With a slight sigh, Shi Jian was not in a hurry. Of course, the best option would be to complete the fourth volume or even continue practicing.

However, given the current situation of the world, he does not even have enough true energy to improve his cultivation, let alone use a large amount of true energy to practice the fourth volume of the Dragon-Tiger Body Tempering Technique?
More and more, Shi Jian felt the oppression of this world...

With a light sigh, Shi Jian didn't know when he could go to the place his master mentioned to practice.

While sitting cross-legged in meditation, Shi Jian gradually fell into a state of cultivation, constantly using the true energy in his body to nourish the flying sword!
As night falls, it is time for Qiu Sheng to go home.

Qiu Sheng did not take seriously everything he knew today. So what even if his master said that he had seen a ghost?
Qiu Sheng was even riding his bike while looking forward to it, fantasizing about making love again tonight.

After Qiu Sheng left, Lin Fengjiao used her magical powers to follow closely behind Qiu Sheng.

Soon, the female ghost Xiaoyu landed gently behind Qiu Sheng and sat in the back seat, feeling Qiu Sheng's familiar breath with a shy smile on her face.

The ghostly aura filled the air, and Qiu Sheng was once again bewildered by it...

Just now they arrived at the dilapidated thatched house. In Qiu Sheng's eyes, it was a clean and tidy yard.

His body involuntarily moved towards the dilapidated thatched hut, and as he walked, a smug smile appeared on his face from time to time.

Behind him, Uncle Jiu was only a hundred meters away from Qiu Sheng, and he witnessed the scene with his own eyes.

Uncle Jiu was completely heartbroken. He had even reminded Qiu Sheng that he was haunted by a female ghost.

If Qiu Sheng had been a little more alert, having practiced martial arts for many years, even though his energy and blood had been greatly weakened last night, his mind would not have been so easily bewitched by the female ghost.

It can only be said that Qiu Sheng himself did not want to miss such a romantic encounter...

As a master, Uncle Jiu was undoubtedly heartbroken.

This means that all his efforts and hard teaching over the past few years have been wasted.

 Uh, I feel a little bit like Black Qiu Sheng, but Uncle Jiu really doesn’t need an apprentice…

Wencai can still be brought back to the Maoshan Canteen to be a cook, but Qiusheng is really not suitable...

The fourth update has 12,000 words. After entering the plot, the frequency of the eldest brother's actions will temporarily decrease, and he will not take action until the radish is pulled out.

At the same time, because it is in the assessment stage, the eldest brother will not express too many opinions.

 
(End of this chapter)