I, a Saiyan, cultivate immortality in the world of Nine Uncles

Uncle Jiu smiled and asked Jiang Yeming kindly: "My child, where is your adult? Why are you alone in the wilderness?"

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo." Jiang Yeming, whose face was slicked with saliva, looked up at Uncle Jiu, who looked exactly the same as he remembered.

While crying, he made up his own life experience: "Wuuuu. The whole family encountered bandits, and I was the only one who survived. A pack of wolves appeared in the woods just now. Fortunately, a knight rescued me."

"There are such knights in this world? It's rare." Qiu Sheng couldn't help but sneer.

"Shut up, there have been people who are anxious about public affairs and righteousness since ancient times, so don't say those dirty words from now on."

Uncle Jiu finished reprimanding his apprentice, and continued to say kindly: "My name is Lin Jiu, and I am a Taoist priest. There are few people here, and it is very dangerous for you, a child, to be alone here. Why don't you come with me to Renjiazhuang, and then I will ask Master Ren to take you in."

How can I let Mr. Ren take him in? I have been acting for so long just for Uncle Jiu. How could Jiang Yeming give up? He replied crisply:
"It is said that people in the world are evil. You will come to save me in this environment. You must be a good person. I want to worship you as my teacher and ask Master to take you in."

"This..." Uncle Jiu is a little bit embarrassed, Taoist priests are not a good job, especially Taoist priests from their Maoshan lineage, who usually live in poverty with two apprentices, and if they raise a half-grown child.
Wen Cai was adopted and raised by Uncle Nine since he was a child. He sympathized with Jiang Yeming's experience very much, and persuaded him out of empathy:

"Master, you can take him in. Such a little monster is pitiful. The world is hard. If you send him to another family, you don't know how much you will suffer."

Uncle Jiu is still hesitating.
Jiang Ye clearly understood that he should work harder at this moment.

He knows that he can't reveal his strange power for the time being, but the knowledge possessed by modern people can come in handy.

"Master Lin asked me to take me as an apprentice. I was smart and eager to learn since I was a child. I am proficient in arithmetic, can read a thousand words, and can paint."

What he said made Uncle Jiu stunned. Many adults in this day and age can't read a few words. Does this kid really know so much?

Qiusheng was the first to express his disbelief, and he asked aloud, "How can you prove that you know so much? Let me ask you, what is 12 times 12? The opening chapter of the Tao Te Ching: Dao can be said to be Tao, and it is very Tao; name can be named, but it is very famous. Nameless is the beginning of heaven and earth, name is the mother of all things. Can you write?"

Jiang Yeming stood up and replied confidently: "12 multiplied by 12 is 144. As for writing, you have to give me a pen and paper."

Unexpectedly, it was calculated so quickly, Qiu Sheng was still wringing his fingers to recalculate the result, Uncle Jiu had already nodded in approval, he took out the pen in his pocket, and took out a piece of talisman paper from Wen Cai's back basket and handed it over.

"This is a Western fountain pen. Master Ren gave it to me. It is troublesome to study ink in the field. Will you use it?"

"No problem." Jiang Yeming took the pen and talisman paper, and wrote a few sentences fluently while pillowing on his lap.

He finished writing and handed it to Uncle Jiu.

"Well, it's a simplified Chinese character that's just come out now. Although it's simple, it's very neat. This kind of character is rarely circulated. Only those who are educated can write it. I didn't expect you to be able to do it. But you can't use this simplified character to write in the future after joining my school."

Uncle Jiu looked at the handwriting on the talisman paper and praised it, thinking in his heart.

The Taoism of the Maoshan lineage is difficult to understand, and it has high requirements for the intelligence of the disciples. The two apprentices, Wencai and Qiusheng, are reliable in doing things, but they are not smart. Obviously, they cannot be relied on to pass on the Taoism.

This kid is very smart, he can write and do calculations, maybe taking him as a disciple can carry forward Maoshan Taoism.

Thinking of this, Uncle Jiu made up his mind. He helped Jiang Yeming up and rubbed his head lovingly.

"The matter of apprenticeship will be discussed when we return to Yizhuang. Let us first discuss with the Ren family about Fengshui."

It's done!Jiang Yeming changed his words in a very sensible way: "Yes, Master, I will rely more on your guidance in the future."

"Hehehe" Uncle Jiu looked comforted, and he liked this apprentice even more. "Little baby, what's your name? How old is this year?"

"Jiang Yeming, this year, um, 6 years old." Jiang Yeming didn't know how big his body was, so he simply talked about his age according to his own judgment.

"Jiang Yeming, that's a good name. The empty city is full of moonlight every night, and you can see the frost on the Wutai Terrace. It's a shame that your family is a scholarly family."

Uncle Jiu's admiration immediately aroused the applause of his apprentices.

"Master is really talented in writing, and he can write poems out of his mouth. If I want you to be half talented, I will go to school to study." Wencai said with an expression of envy on purpose.

Wen Cai's words made Uncle Jiu show an embarrassed expression, and he couldn't help scolding:
"Idiot, this was written by Gu Ying, a poet of the Yuan Dynasty. If you don't read a collection of poems at home, you're talking nonsense here."

It's time to perform again, Jiang Yeming stretched out his small arms to hold Uncle Jiu's hand, and uttered the verses he babbled on the Internet in a pink and cute way:

"My name also has a poem, I made it myself, 'The night view of the Spring River is not enough, wait until Ye Ming returns home'."

Not only can you write and count, but you can also compose poetry!
Although this poem is lacking in antithesis, it is different when it comes from the mouth of a 6-year-old child. Immediately, Uncle Jiu nodded in satisfaction.

There is no harm without comparison. Compared with this little apprentice, Qiu Sheng and Wen Cai are scumbags.

He felt lucky for the decision he made today. It must be the manifestation of the ancestors of Maoshan's past generations that allowed him to receive such a good apprentice.

"Go, good apprentice, I will carry you back."

Uncle Jiu, with a bright smile on his face, picked up Jiang Yueming, put it on his neck, and strode out of the forest.

"Master is really kind to the third child! I haven't been treated like this since I was a child." Wen Cai muttered sourly, and quickly followed.

"Tsk, I, Qiusheng, also have strengths, such as the ability to handle affairs. Master can't do without me when dealing with external affairs." Qiusheng didn't care, he was always so confident in himself.

A group of people came out of the forest, and there was a small path. They walked ten miles, and they could vaguely see a series of houses in the distance.

The steward of the Ren family sent to report the letter bowed slightly to Uncle Jiu.

"Lin Daochang, I will go back and report to my master first. You will go to Chunfeng Tower later, and the master will host a banquet there for you."

Uncle Jiu nodded and told the housekeeper Ren to go first. He carried Jiang Yeming into the Renjiazhuang with two apprentices.

What was the Republic of China like?Jiang Yeming hadn't seen it yet, so he watched it all the way.

Most of the houses are one or two-story brick and wood structures. The rich people have carved railings and tiled houses, and the flamboyant and phoenix walk around, which has a different style.

The street is also very lively, all kinds of hawkers are selling along the street, there are a lot of pedestrians on the road, and there are little kids with candied haws chasing and making noise from time to time.

Along the way, in order to make his lover happy, Uncle Jiu also introduced Jiang Yeming about his family.

"There are more than ten brothers and sisters in my generation. Some went down the mountain to make a living, and some went to meditate in Maoshan. To be a teacher is not good at learning, and they came out to make a living."

Uncle Nine is still not very good at learning, Jiang Yeming smiled modestly in his heart, and asked crisply:
"Then who are the master's brothers?"

"Let's not talk about those who practiced in Maoshan, but I will tell you this as a teacher who is in the secular world, so that I don't know what to call when we meet in the future. Your master's uncle is Shi Jian, and he is working in the provincial capital. There are two uncles around, Ma Madi and Simu, who make a living by driving corpses. There is also a sister-in-law named Cane Gu, who makes a living by divination and exorcising ghosts."