My uncle is Lin Zhengying

I'm afraid... it's more ominous than good, right?

Thinking of this, Zhang Jing couldn't help feeling a little sad.

Seeing Zhang Jing's sad face, Uncle Nine, who was always serious and strict, comforted him in a rare way: "Senior Brother Zhang has a profound morality, even I am far behind. I believe that he is a lucky man with his own destiny, and he will come back sooner or later."

"hope so."

Zhang Jing nodded, feeling a little regretful.

That cheap father, after all, is his only blood relative in this world, but his life and death are still unknown, and his whereabouts are unknown.

But Zhang Jing didn't feel sad for too long, and soon stopped his emotions.

But when he thought about it, he suddenly thought of a good excuse.

So not only did the sadness on Zhang Jing's face not disappear, but it became more intense, and he said pitifully, "Master, can I follow you and learn Taoism in the future?"

Chapter 4 Leaving Home

"Follow me to learn Taoism?"

Seeing Zhang Jing's pitiful appearance, Uncle Jiu shook his head and said: "You have the Taoism taught by Brother Zhang Xuan, and now you can eliminate evil spirits at a young age, which is already very remarkable."

"Cough cough..."

Zhang Jing coughed, a little embarrassed, but he could only truthfully say: "Actually... I was bragging just now. I was able to eliminate this low-level ghost entirely by relying on the exorcism talisman left by my father back then. As for my own cultivation , is too shallow, not even a warlock..."

If he intends to set up his own business and solicit 'business' by himself from now on, Zhang Jing will naturally have to pretend to be an expert when facing Mr. Li.

But now that he wants to ask Uncle Jiu to take him in and teach him the Tao, he has to pretend to be pitiful.

Of course, the current Zhang Jing is indeed quite pitiful...

If it weren't for the addition of a system, he wouldn't even be the worst low-level warlock!

When you're lucky, it's okay, and you can make a living.

If you're unlucky, like today, if you meet a real ghost, you won't know how you died!

When Uncle Jiu heard this, he couldn't help laughing.

Based on his morality, it is natural to see how much Zhang Jing weighs.

Zhang Jing was able to bluff Zhang Yuanwai just now, but he couldn't fool him.

But he didn't say anything.

For Zhang Jing's request, he thought about it for a while, then agreed, and said, "Okay. If you want, I can teach you Taoism on behalf of Senior Brother Zhang..."

Uncle Jiu is a person who can distinguish between grievances and grievances, and the kindness of a drop of water should be repaid by a spring.

What's more, Henry Zhang has a life-saving grace for him!

Now that senior brother Zhang Xuan is missing, Zhang Jing should naturally take care of him.

"Thank you uncle!"

Zhang Jing was overjoyed, and immediately knelt down to thank him.

Kneel down...

With Zhang Jing's habit in his previous life, he would never kneel down to thank someone.

But after traveling to this world, Zhang Jing may still be somewhat influenced by the previous owner of this body, and Zhang Jing will unknowingly behave in some ways that should be in line with today's world.

"That's not necessary, get up." Uncle Jiu shook his head, grabbed Zhang Jing's hands and helped him up.

However, this support touched the wound on Zhang Jing's arm again, causing Zhang Jing to grin his teeth in pain and take a deep breath.

Seeing this, Uncle Jiu took out a small blue medicine from his pocket and grabbed Zhang Jing's injured arm.

"Uncle, this is..."

"Don't move!" Uncle Jiu stabilized Zhang Jing's arm, then poured fine powder on the wound, and said, "This is golden sore medicine, it can make your wound scab quickly."

Being wounded by a ghost, not by a zombie, as long as such a wound heals, it will be fine.

If you are injured by zombies, it will be more troublesome.

The zombie poison must be forced out quickly.

Otherwise, after a long time, it will become a zombie!

Sprinkle the golden sore medicine, and after a while, Zhang Jing felt that the pain of his wound had decreased a lot.

The bleeding stopped, and the wound had obviously begun to scab. The effect was very miraculous. Compared with the later generations of Yunnan Baiyao, it was so much better.

"So miraculous? Has the medical level of the ancients been so advanced?" Zhang Jing was amazed.

If the formula of this kind of golden sore medicine is given to future generations, it will be very popular!

However, Zhang Jing then laughed at himself.

What are you thinking about!

The time and space I am in now is not the end of the Qing Dynasty in real history, but a movie version of the world!

Since there are demons and goblins in this world, as well as Taoist masters like Uncle Jiu, it can be regarded as a "mythical world"!

Maybe there is even a magic medicine for life and death, flesh and bones!

A mere gold sore medicine is nothing.

……

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The evil spirits had been wiped out, and Li Yuanwai's heart fell to the ground.

He was very enthusiastic and wanted to keep Zhang Jing and Uncle Jiu to stay at his house for a few days before leaving. Such a master of the rivers and lakes, and a rich man like him should make more friends.

But both declined.

Since Uncle Jiu decided to take Zhang Jing by his side and teach him Taoism on behalf of Henry Zhang, he naturally followed Zhang Jing to his house.Pack up the things you want to bring, and then go back to Renjia Town together.

The place where Zhang Jing lives is called Beidou Town.

Because I lived alone since I was a child and grew up eating a lot of food, except for the few houses left by my father, I actually have nothing to bring with me.