Chapter 501 Dalong, it’s time to drink medicine

Chapter 501 Dalong, it’s time to drink medicine

"Brother Jie, you must practice martial ethics as a man. Don't slap people in the face when you hit them, don't expose their shortcomings when you scold them."

Qiu Sheng was not happy when he heard it, and imitated Uncle Jiu's tone: "Being a human being is like sailing against the current. You have to look forward. It's okay not to mention the old things, and don't mention them in the future."

Recalling the past, several spring nights, the beautiful woman turned into a piece of paper and became a laughing stock.

Qiu Sheng looked sad on the surface, but secretly happy in his heart. Who knows who is happy? These people know nothing.

Don’t regret it, I’ll keep going next time.

Liao Wenjie looked curiously at the wedding team heading towards him, pointed at the empty sedan and said, "Uncle Jiu, if Qiu Sheng really gets on the sedan, where will these ghosts take him?"

"Cliffs, pools and rivers, wherever you can kill people, take them wherever you can."

Uncle Jiu replied that he knew that Liao Wenjie had a very powerful 'Heaven and Earth Purifying Curse', which was specially designed to defeat demons and monsters, so although the ghosts in front of him were dangerous, he was not worried at all.

"interesting."

Liao Wenjie nodded and strode towards the wedding procession. When the faceless red-clothed ghosts saw that he was about to enter the road, they took the initiative to give way to the red sedan.

"Brother Jie, it's too dangerous..."

Qiu Sheng opened his mouth to shout, but in the middle of the sentence he noticed that his master's face was not kind, so he decisively stopped: "I know, just take a look and don't say anything."

"Not only do you have to watch, but you also have to learn. You are just idle all day without doing your job. The more I look at you, the angrier I get."

"Master, when you look at me, don't look at Brother Jie. If you look at Wencai, you won't get angry."

"Um?!"

"I'm not going to talk anymore, I'm not joking, seriously, I'm going to learn..."

Qiu Sheng turned to look at Liao Wenjie, his eyes widened as he prepared to learn a move or two. Looking at Liao Wenjie's posture, he knew that he wouldn't use the thunder method to take advantage of the situation this time, and he might really learn something.

In sight, Liao Wenjie came to the front of the sedan, with roots under his feet, ignoring the wind blowing back inside the sedan. Seeing this, the group of ghosts surrounded him with teeth and claws, and the oozing white faces had bloody and blurred features.

Liao Wenjie was calm and waited for the ghosts to approach. He made a fist with his right hand and raised it above his head, then raised his middle finger.

Suddenly, dark clouds suddenly rose, flying sand and rocks, and rumbles of lightning and thunder rushed across the dark sky.

Ghosts are most afraid of thunder. Seeing this natural disaster, they even bothered to drag Liao Wenjie into the sedan. The birds and beasts scattered in all directions and fled.

Unfortunately, the moment they saw the lightning beam, it was too late to run away.

Boom! !

As Liao Wenjie jumped away, beams of thunderous light violently bombarded the place where he was originally standing. The electric arc hit the ground and spread out like mercury. Although 99% of the power was directed into the earth, the remaining trace was not evil at all. Evil ghosts can bear it.

There was no scream, all the ghosts were killed, and they were exploded by lightning and disintegrated on the spot, leaving no residue and not even a black smoke rising.

The red sedan was burned to the ground, and the paper figures carrying it were reduced to ashes. Only two ghosts who were a little further away managed to survive.

Just as they turned around and ran away, two big red hands came out, one on the left and one on the right, dragging them back to their original positions.

Liao Wenjie stepped on the two ghosts with his feet, pointed to the sky, and then jumped away.

Boom!

Another piece of scorched earth on the ground.

As soon as the ghosts were eliminated, the white mist in the dense forest dispersed, and there was a loess road leading directly to the town. Liao Wenjie turned his head and gave an OK gesture to Uncle Jiu.

As expected of him, his mind is smart. No, he summed up his experience and lessons and created a new method of killing demons. He will establish a sect tomorrow.

"..."

Qiu Sheng winked and looked at Uncle Jiu with a blank look on his face.

If you don’t understand, just ask, what happened just now? Is that gesture a shortened version of the Thunder Technique and Sword Finger? Authentic?

You ask me, who am I asking, what else do I want to know?

Uncle Jiu shook off Marshal Long who was holding his arm. He was full of doubts. Qiu Sheng couldn't see it. He knew very well that it was not a Taoist method at all.

He was struck by lightning because he was too ungrateful, but because he ran fast, he was not struck.

Can……

I have seen too many people disrespect God in the past, and I have never seen anyone struck by lightning. Why was Liao Wenjie treated alone?

"Uncle Jiu, the night is getting dark, it's time to hit the road."

Liao Wenjie took back the red thread wrapped around the guards. The group of people got up in a daze. Seeing that the ground was scorched and firewood was burning in the center, they patted their heads and thought they had lost their memory.

"Ajie, what kind of thunder method did you just use? I..."

Realizing that Marshal Long was clinging to his back, Uncle Jiu pushed him away and whispered in Liao Wenjie's ear: "Are you afraid of making fun of me if I tell you? I don't understand?"

"I created it myself. Because my physique is quite special, it is useless for ordinary people to use this gesture. I try it every time and it works."

Liao Wenjie replied truthfully, ordinary people bowing their heads to the sky and him bowing their heads to the sky are two different concepts. They have nothing to do with outsiders. They are purely due to the realm of land gods.

Let's be realistic, some big shots, because your social status is too low, no matter how harshly you scold them, they won't even bother to pay attention to you.

Uncle Jiu glanced at Liao Wenjie with a complicated expression, knowing that Liao Wenjie was hiding something, but people have their own secrets, and if Liao Wenjie didn't tell him, he stopped asking.

"Ajie, this person is not evil. These ghosts are clearly coming for us."

Uncle Jiu said: "Let me ask, you are not the one causing trouble outside, are you?"

"No, I've caused too much trouble. These crooked people won't even get a chance to stand in line. They don't deserve it."

"Okay, okay."

The corners of Uncle Jiu's mouth twitched, he really didn't understand what was so proud about this kind of thing, so he turned around and said: "It's not you, or me and Qiu Sheng, then it can only be Marshal Long."

"Well, let's narrow it down a little bit. The maid in the Marshal's Mansion is very serious. It doesn't look like he's a good person at first glance."

"Did you see it too?"

"When we met, we found out that she had a ghostly aura about her and she must have been controlled."

Liao Wenjie nodded. At the maid's side, he placed a clone to watch. He did not take action directly because he did not want to steal Uncle Jiu's limelight in front of Michelian.

"Let's go back."

…

On the way, Uncle Jiu informed Marshal Long of the situation, and the latter became anxious upon hearing this. He hurriedly pulled out a gun and was about to kill the maid with ulterior motives.

Uncle Jiu asked him to calm down and said that there was no danger and everything was under control.

"Madam, I'm back!"

As soon as he entered the Marshal's house, Marshal Long shouted that he wanted to see his wife.

It was getting late, and although Michelian was pregnant, she had not yet gone to bed. A guard happened to pry open the door of the medicine shop, took some other medicinal materials from the prescription, and cooked the medicine for him in person.

Marshal Long had a stern look on his face and ordered a banquet to be held for the three distinguished guests. Uncle Jiu felt quite unhappy. The meal was so delicious that he raised his hand and gestured to Liao Wenjie. The two of them followed the Marshal's lead. The ghost of the house went to find the maid.

As soon as he left, Wu Qilian walked in with a porcelain bowl and said with a smile: "Dalong, it's time to drink the medicine."

"Drink now, drink now."

Marshal Long smiled and took the bowl and spoon, secretly thinking that Uncle Jiu was running away quickly, so he had to drink this bowl of medicine slowly, trying to drink it until Uncle Jiu arrived for the second half.

"What's wrong, Dalong? Is it hot or a little bitter?"

"It's neither hot nor bitter. The medicine you boiled with your own hands, no matter how bitter it is, will still taste sweet in my mouth."

"..."

Qiu Sheng, who was left to take care of him, had his face covered with dog food. He rolled his eyes and said, "Oh, the last time I saw this scene, it was in a novel, the famous 'Shui Xu Zhuan'. In the chapter about Grandma Liu’s Fengxue Mountain Temple, Da Lang drank the medicine and the man died, I still remember it fresh."

Upon hearing this, Marshal Long's hand holding the porcelain bowl immediately trembled. Although he had not studied well since he was a child, "Shui Xu Chuan" still knew about it and could hear what Qiu Sheng was talking about.

Thinking about the relationship between Uncle Jiu and his wife, and then thinking about himself who was seriously ill, he swallowed hard.

"Qiu Sheng, you mispronounced it, it's 'Water Margin' not 'Shui Xu Zhuan'."

Mi Qilian rolled her eyes at Qiu Sheng, pretending she didn't understand what he was talking about, and corrected her: "Furthermore, the Snow Mountain Temple is talking about Lin Chong, and Grandma Liu is not a character in this book."

"Been taught a lesson."

Seeing Marshal Long's sad face, Qiu Sheng achieved his goal and nodded to admit his mistake. He was obedient and obedient as if Michelin was his master's wife.

This time, Marshal Long's face turned even more ugly. When he saw Michelian looking at him without blinking, he chuckled twice, closed his eyes and drank the medicine in the porcelain bowl in one gulp.

Confirmed, it's true love.

…

On the other side, Liao Wenjie dispersed his clones and came to the door of the maid's room on the second floor with Uncle Jiu.

The latter took out the yellow talisman from his cuff, lit it, sprinkled the ashes in the corridor outside the door, raised his hand to twist the door handle, and strode in.

Two seconds later, there was a scream in the room, and he backed out with a blushing face, closing the door behind him.

"What's wrong, Uncle Nine?"

Liao Wenjie tilted his head and saw that Uncle Jiu was hesitating and speechless. He understood instantly and curled his lips and said: "Don't say she is changing clothes. I don't believe it. How can anyone change clothes without locking the door? You must have been tricked. I'm thick-skinned and won't be embarrassed, I'll go in and conquer the demons."

Uncle Jiu hurriedly grabbed Liao Wenjie: "Don't make trouble, she is just being controlled, not a real ghost. What if you just break in and ruin her reputation?"

"Uncle Jiu, why are you always so strict about things like this? Save people first."

Liao Wenjie complained and changed the topic sharply: "Is it white?"

"White... clothes, I don't know about the rest." Uncle Jiu's old face elongated and he glared at Liao Wenjie fiercely.

This look made Qiu Sheng come to Wen Cai. No matter who was at fault, he would immediately bow his head and apologize. Liao Wenjie was true to his word, unscrewing the door handle and walked in directly.

The room was pitch dark, you couldn't see your fingers, and the cold air poured into the corridor, making you feel like you were falling into an ice cave.

"You see, it's just a cover-up."

Liao Wenjie narrowed his eyes slightly and whispered the word "clean" in a low voice. He instantly swept away the cold darkness in the room and dispersed the ghostly aura from the maid.

He took a few steps forward, helped up the unconscious maid on the ground, and with a sweep of his mind, he found out that she had signs of being possessed by a ghost. Although it had not been a long time, her body functions had been affected a lot. It would have been a few days before she was no longer a ghost. He is also a ghost.

After using the spring breeze and rain technique, Liao Wenjie swept away the hidden dangers on the maid and placed her on the bed.

On the other side, Uncle Jiu sniffed the smell in the air, rummaged through the cabinets and found a white porcelain Gu bowl, opened it, and frowned immediately.

Inside, in addition to raw meat with bloodshot eyes, there was also yellow and white brain tissue, which made him almost vomit on the spot.

Thinking again about how much Michelin had eaten these days, Uncle Jiu's teeth ached, and his hatred for ghosts increased even more.

After searching for it, he pulled out a porcelain baby statue from the cabinet. The fierceness in his eyes disappeared, and he sighed, calling the poor person.

"Uncle Jiu, what's wrong with you? We haven't seen each other for a year. You are more sentimental than before. Is it because of your old lover?" Liao Wenjie stepped forward and took a look at the porcelain statue of the baby. It was a simple magic weapon that should have a seal inside. Li Gui, everything is empty at the moment.

No need to think about it, the evil ghost has been found.

"This is a spiritual infant. Because he was aborted by his mother over and over again, he has never been able to be reincarnated as an adult. His resentment has accumulated and he has become extremely vicious. He caused trouble in the Marshal's Mansion just to grab a chance to become a human being." Uncle Jiu explained.

"Then what if it succeeds for him?"

"On the day she was born, Lian Mei's life was in danger."

"That's the evil spirit."

Liao Wenjie shrugged: "Although hateful people must be pitiful, it is his fault to pass on the pain to others and kill others at every turn."

"That's the truth..."

Uncle Jiu said in agreement, but shook his head, and decided to enshrine the spirit infant after surrendering it. After a thousand days have passed and the resentment has disappeared, he will find a chance for him to be reincarnated as an adult.

Uncle Jiu expressed his thoughts, and Liao Wenjie did not refute. With the porcelain statue in hand, it didn't take the two of them much time to find the spiritual infant who had nowhere to escape in the woods outside the Marshal's house.

With Uncle Jiu's ability, it was no problem to deal with this spiritual infant. With a little help from Liao Wenjie, he quickly completed the task of forming a group to bully the children.

After the Lingying was taken, the two returned to the Marshal's Mansion. Uncle Jiu checked Mi Qilian's body and confirmed that she was free of illness and disaster, and gave her a prescription to nourish her body.

After eating and drinking at the Marshal's Mansion for two days, the three of them took a car back to Yizhuang. After waiting for a few more days, Taoist Priest Shimu showed up at night to drive away the corpse.

Liao Wenjie got the golden wine and ate and chatted with Uncle Jiu and Si Mu. Time seemed to have returned to the time when he first entered the path of spiritual practice. They drank until dawn and the three of them were extremely happy.

In the evening, Simu got up after sleeping all day. He couldn't waste time with his client, so he made an appointment with Liao Wenjie to meet up next time, but another person left alone.

Seeing this, Liao Wenjie also chose to leave. With the magical power of the three realms, it would not be difficult to come to this world again. He patted his chest and promised to come to Uncle Jiu for a drink again in a while.

…

Hong Kong Island, home.

Liao Wenjie panted heavily and lay flat on the sofa. Every time he went back and forth, he consumed a lot of energy. From this, it can be seen that it is not unreasonable for this magical power to be expensive.

Use high price thresholds to keep ordinary Taoist priests out.

After sitting cross-legged and meditating to fill up the blue, he determined the time. It took less than two hours to go to Uncle Jiu's world, silently analyzing the different flow rates between worlds.

Due to the lack of data, I will postpone this question for the time being, hold my breath, and once again capture the connection with other worlds.

This time, three cubic crystals appeared in the induction. One of them had just been there and was decisively passed by him.

With the remaining two, Liao Wenjie didn't even think about it. After selecting his troops and generals, he entered the one he didn't select.

"I don't believe it!"