Start Ren Jiazhen: Six-year-old Tianshi

"Uh……"

Lin Jiu smiled when he heard this title,

Seeing that the visitor didn't intend to cause trouble, he asked hesitantly.

"Dare to ask my lord, it's not yet the fifteenth day of July, why..."

The brawny man immediately collapsed when he heard this, and looked around.

"It's not the collapse of the demon world, it has already spread to my underworld, and some little ghosts who are not afraid of death have taken the opportunity to escape..."

"But you don't need to worry about this matter. The will of your world is hovering above your head now, and you don't know what you are looking for. Let's not talk about it. Our brothers should go back."

The strong man flicked his long whip, turned around and took the four ghosts with him, and within a few steps, they disappeared without leaving any trace.

"My lord, go slowly." Lin Jiu clasped his fists again.

Wait until the coldness completely disappears.

"Master, you really printed paper money for the underworld." Qiu Sheng stared at Lin Jiu.

Around July [-] in previous years, Lin Jiu would print paper money in large quantities.

Qiu Sheng also thought that 75 was used to put water lamps, but never thought that these money would actually circulate in the underworld.

"Hmph, what do you think?"

Lin Jiu smiled, then let out a long breath and said seriously.

"Remember Master and Uncle, hurry up and get out of here."

After speaking, he glared at Wencai again.

"You're not up yet!"

Wen Cai was already terrified when the ghost came out, and now he stopped crying and ran over in a hurry.

"Let's go, every year the Maoshan Fa Conference is around the fifteenth day of the seventh lunar month, and my master and uncle fell into a deep sleep. After experiencing so many things, rushing there early can be regarded as a rest."

Lin Jiu picked up the white cloth wrapped around Xiahou Congyun, turned around and walked forward.

Qiu Sheng and Lin Jiu hurriedly followed behind, looking back at the vision that gradually disappeared.

Qiu Sheng couldn't help but think of Xiao Lan, but his emotions were completely suppressed in his eyes, just because there was a touch of maturity in those eyes.

Wencai, on the other hand, lowered his head in despondency, obviously still thinking about those bosom friends.

the other side.

within the system.

Zhou Yunpan sat on the ground, with the stone floating in front of him.

"What a terrifying power!"

Zhou Yun stretched out his hand several times to analyze the stone in front of him, but what he got in return was a burst of violent power.

Faintly, the will of the demon world wanted to recover many times.

But here, it is in the system.

Just as the will of the demon world was about to recover, the power of the system suppressed it.

"Sure enough, this stone is what constitutes the Demon Realm. Logically speaking, such a mere stone should not be able to resist the will of the world. How could it tear the Demon Realm apart?"

Zhou Yun's eyes were full of doubts, but he thought about it.

The composition of the demon world is not just the human world.

In other words, this stone also carries the power of the underworld.

After a moment of hesitation, Zhou Yun stretched out his hand and grabbed the stone again.

In an instant, countless black mist spread towards Zhou Yun's whole body, and the will of the demon world was about to come out again.

Zhou Yun held his breath, allowing the power of the system to just suppress the will of the demon world.

I tried to dissect this stone bit by bit.

Enter the stone with the first thought.

Unexpected.

A scene of scenes appeared in front of my eyes.

"This is... a memory!"

Zhou Yun's pupils trembled. There was actually a memory in this stone. Could it be that this stone...

when planning to proceed to the next step.

Unknowingly, there was an ancient breath in the sea of ​​consciousness, and the tumbling devilish energy directly wrapped around the whole body.

Zhou Yun was shocked, and before he could react, he lost consciousness and lowered his head.

This time, I really fell asleep!

......

into the night.

The morning glow completely dispersed from the horizon.

In a courtyard, Qiu Sheng let out a long breath and slowly finished his work.

Turn around and walk into the master bedroom.

On the master bed, a child was lying there, seemingly asleep.

"Uncle Master, I've been sleeping for three months, when will I be old!"

Qiu Sheng shook his head, turned around and walked towards the side room again.

It has been three months since I came to this town.

The town they arrived in is also well-known among the rivers and lakes,
Jintan Town.

It is located at the foot of Longhu Mountain, backed by Maoshan Mountain.

The outer sect disciples of the 36 veins of Longhu Mountain can be seen from time to time, and even the inner sect disciples can occasionally be seen.

Every July [-]th, the Maoshan Fa Conference is also held in Jintan Town.

"master."

Qiusheng knocked on the door and walked into the room.

Lin Jiu was leaning on a dim light bulb, lowering his head and wielding a large pen.

Not far from the house, there is an entirely manual pulp equipment, and the whirring sound can be heard endlessly.

Qiu Sheng went out and took out all the printed paper, took out a knife and started cutting.

If you look closely, these papers are all pure coins.

"How is your practice?" Lin Jiu's voice came.

Hearing the sound, Qiu Sheng turned around and smiled, "Master, Shou Yi Gong is the running route of Master Uncle directly entering my meridian, and it's like that every day."

While talking, Qiusheng was a little proud.

Lin Jiu looked up at Qiu Sheng, and shook his head helplessly.

He has never practiced the inner sect mind method except Maoshan's introductory mind method, so he was naturally unable to intervene in the face of Qiu Sheng's little complacency.

"Master, you said that Master Uncle has been asleep for three months, why is he still awake?" Qiu Sheng brought a stack of coins to Lin Jiu.

"Uncle Master's way is natural, you and I can guess, you don't need to be busy here, go to rest early, and get up early tomorrow morning to practice."

Lin Jiu stopped writing, one hand intentionally or unintentionally covering the coins that had already been written.

"Don't think that the uncle is sleeping, you can be lazy!"

"I'm not being lazy." Qiu Sheng clapped his hands, and didn't care about Lin Jiu's little movement. When he turned around, he suddenly thought of something.

"Master, I have seen many Taoist priests in Jintan Town these days. Do you know all these Taoist masters?" Qiu Sheng asked curiously.

Hearing the sound, Lin Jiu's face was serious: "What kind of Taoist priest, it's impolite, it's all your elders!"

"These things are not what you are worrying about right now. There are only two days until the fifteenth day of the seventh lunar month. After the Ghost Festival, the Dharma Conference will begin. At that time, you can cheer me up and make your master uncle look good. That's a big deal. Now give me I'm going to rest!"

Lin Jiu scolded in a deep voice, and immediately remembered something and asked.

"Wen Cai is still looking at building a theater?"

"If he has nothing to do all day, he will go to build a theater. Anyway, he doesn't need to practice. By the way, master, ghosts can listen to ghosts with living people singing operas on Ghost Festival." Qiu Sheng was full of curiosity.

"Hmm!" Lin Jiu glared fiercely! ! !

Seeing this, Qiu Sheng quickly shrank his neck and ran away.

After Qiusheng ran away, Lin Jiu moved his hand away, picked up the brush and wrote on the coin.

Lin Jiu, as the head class of the underworld, is in charge of printing Ming coins.

Naturally, he had to sign on the back of each piece, so that the coins would take effect.

"The Underworld is appointed as the sealer... Lin Fengjiao!"

Lin Jiu bowed his head and wrote the last line, the handwriting was graceful and elegant, and the pen was fine and smooth.

He couldn't help picking it up and tasting it himself.

Just at this moment, a pair of eyes approached, staring at the paper money.

For a moment, the four eyes met.

Lin Jiu's smile froze on his face.

"Master, so your name is Lin Fengjiao!" Qiu Sheng said with a suppressed smile.

It's okay not to say it, but Lin Jiu's face turned livid instantly when he said it.

After livid, it turns red.

Roar blasted the night sky!

"Qiu Sheng!!!"