My uncle is Lin Zhengying

At the beginning, he was also hunting ghosts for money, but he was almost caught by ghosts.

If he hadn't awakened the merit system and met Uncle Jiu, his current situation would probably be similar to that of Mao Shanming, right?

Thinking of this, Zhang Jing couldn't help but secretly rejoice.

Uncle Jiu shook his head and said: "The sky is big and the earth is big, let alone two meals, even three meals and one night, as long as you are willing to do it with your heart, there is nothing difficult. It will become more and more difficult to go wrong." After a pause, he glanced at the umbrella in Mao Shanming's pocket, and asked thoughtfully, "How did you live before these two things were with you?"

Mao Shanming looked a little serious when he heard the words, as if thinking of some past events, he said in a deep voice: "It's a sad day."

Uncle Jiu asked again: "What about after raising it?"

Mao Shanming thought about it again for a while, and finally came to a conclusion: "It seems... more sad!"

Although there are two ghosts helping each other, and Mao Shanming is the master of the world, sometimes it is much easier to cheat money, but inexplicably sometimes the luck is much worse.

Just like hunting ghosts at Tan Wanwan's house yesterday, the number of dangers has increased a lot.

Moreover, he earned a little more money, but he had two more mouths to eat and spent more.

Uncle Jiu nodded and said: "That's exactly the reason. Ghosts are ominous things that combine poverty, sorrow, decline, disaster, shame, poison, pain, mildew, sickness and death into one. You follow them together, How can life be better?"

With that said, Uncle Jiu turned his head and glanced at his apprentice Qiu Sheng pointedly.

Qiu Sheng immediately lowered his head in shame.

Of course he heard the implication of his master, which was to say that he should not be obsessed by ghosts anymore.

But he was wronged, he had that experience before.

How come it seems that he can only hang out with female ghosts in the future, and his future wife can only be female ghosts!

Why!

Mao Shanming thought about it carefully for a while, not knowing what he had thought of or what decision he had made, he sighed and said, "This is indeed the truth."

Uncle Jiu turned his head and said with a smile, "Brother Dao, it's good that you can understand this truth."

He has said everything he can say, and he can only talk to this extent. As for what to do in the future, it depends on Mao Shanming's own choice, and Uncle Jiu has no way to intervene.

Next, everyone continued to eat.

This guy Chang Wei is like a social butterfly, clinking wine glasses around, it seems that he is going to get drunk and never go home.

Three rounds of wine, five flavors of food.

Chang Wei drank really a bit too much, and his tongue was a little stiff when he spoke. He didn't know why he was crazy about alcohol, and he started to pretend again. Powerful, invulnerable, bullets can't hurt them!

And how heroic and fearless he was, leading the crowd to rush up to fight against the bandits, and how he killed the enemy in the end.

Talking about it, this guy didn't know if he felt that everyone didn't believe him, so he took a knife and wanted to touch the corpses of the two bandit leaders and try to chop them twice.

Let the villagers see what an invulnerable corpse looks like.

The villagers were also curious, since the bandit was dead anyway, no matter how vicious he was in life, he is not afraid now.

They all want to see what the invulnerable body is like.

So many people followed suit and went to see and see with Chang Wei.

"Let's go, anyone who wants to watch, come with me, and I'll show you what it means to draw blood with blood!" Chang Wei said drunkenly.

Seeing this, Zhang Jing couldn't help but think silently in his heart, Chang Wei really likes playing tricks to death!

I really feel impatient to live, and I want to take the initiative to touch the corpse.

At this time, the moon has risen to the right sky, and the night is very dark. It is estimated that the two corpses are about to mutate.

After Chang Wei led the people away for a while.

Zhang Jing estimated the time, then stood up and said to Uncle Jiu: "Uncle Shi, I'll go and have a look too."

Uncle Jiu nodded.

With Zhang Jing following him, he is not afraid of making waves.

……

……

The corpses of the two bandit leaders were not far from the place to eat, just a few steps away.

Chang Wei was very happy to be praised by all the stars tonight, as if he had never been so happy as the captain of the security team for so many years!

Although there was no shortage of people praising and praising him, he knew that those praisings and praisings were not sincere, but were deterred by his lust. Those people would praise him because they were afraid of him and wanted something from him.

Like today, all the villagers are sincerely grateful to him and regard him as a hero.

As a result, Chang Wei felt a little flustered and swelled up.

It is necessary for these villagers to open their eyes and know how powerful these bandits are, so as to set off how difficult it is for them to exterminate bandits.

"Come on, let me show you how invulnerable these mountain thieves are! Everyone is watching!"

Chang Wei blushed and said drunkenly.

After looking around, seeing that everyone was looking at him curiously, he laughed out loud and swung a sharp long knife towards the corpse of a bandit leader.

boom!

The sharp long knife seemed not to be chopped on the person, but on stones and steel, making a harsh collision sound, and the long knife bounced from the knock, but there was no scar left on the bandit leader's body.

Bang bang bang!

Chang Wei was not satisfied with a slash, and another burst of fierce operations failed to break the skin of the bandit leader's corpse.

These two bandits are not ordinary bandits.

Ordinary bandit minions were just cast with sorcery. At that time, they were invulnerable to the enemy in battle. Once the sorcery lost its effect, their bodies became no different from ordinary people.

But the two bandit leaders are genuine evil cultivators.

Their bodies have been sacrificed and refined by evil methods, and the blood in their bodies is already congested and poisonous, so even if they die, their bodies are still strong and invulnerable, just like zombies.

"Wow! Really invulnerable!"

"This is a bandit, is it really a monster? Why can't a knife cut through a human body?"

"Black art, this is definitely a black art!"