Shenhao's Journey to Myriad Worlds

Hearing this, Uncle Jiu heaved a long sigh, returned the photo to Wang Xuebin, and said in a deep voice:

"I hope! The ferry will come the day after tomorrow. Let's set off early in the morning the day after tomorrow. Let's go and see the elders first, and then make a decision!"

"Everything is arranged by Uncle Jiu!"

Chapter 272 Asking for Advice

In the side room, Wang Xuebin and Uncle Jiu sat facing each other silently.

One is immersed in the news of the death of a close elder, and the other is pondering the issue of unrestrained resentment.

In the hall, apart from the sound of the burning candles, there was no sound at all.

"Uncle, it's time to eat!"

A clear voice came from outside the door, interrupting the thoughts of the two of them. Uncle Jiu came to his senses, turned his head to look at Wang Xuebin who was still in deep thought, and said softly:

"Alas! People cannot be resurrected after death, so mourn!"

Hearing Uncle Jiu's relief, Wang Xuebin also regained his composure, looked at Uncle Jiu nodded slightly, and said softly:

"Uncle Jiu, don't worry, I'm fine!"

They got up together and walked outside.

Under the jujube tree in the yard, there is a table of Eight Immortals. On the table are a plate of fried eggs, a plate of cold seaweed shreds, and several homemade steamed buns.

There is an aluminum pot in the middle of the table, which contains boiled fish soup, braving the heat.

"The deserted village is remote, and there is nothing to entertain, just simple tea and light meals, let's just eat something!"

Seeing this simple meal, Uncle Jiu was a little embarrassed, but there is a lack of supplies here, and there is no preparation in advance, so there is really nothing rich to entertain.

Wang Xuebin didn't care, and waved his hand casually.

"Where is it, it is a junior who comes to visit rashly.

Besides, eating is never about what you eat, but who you eat with. Being able to sit with Uncle Jiu, even if it's a common meal, is better than dragon liver and phoenix marrow! "

"Hey, you boy"

Hearing Wang Xuebin's words, Uncle Jiu couldn't help showing a smile. Although he didn't say anything, he still felt very good in his heart.

"Alian, bring me that bottle of Fenjiu, I'll have a good drink with your cousin!"

"Oh!"

Alian glanced timidly at this so-called cousin, turned around and went into the house to get some wine.

Looking at A-Lian's back, Uncle Jiu introduced in a low voice:

"A-Lian is the daughter of a fellow of mine. Her father died, her mother died of illness, and she has no relatives. Seeing how pitiful she was, I raised her by my side. In a flash, it has been ten years!"

Hearing Uncle Jiu's words, Wang Xuebin nodded slightly, took out the wooden sign again, handed it to Uncle Jiu and said:

"Uncle Nine, let A-Lian accept this. The amulet I made myself is too big to say, at least it can stop minor disasters!"

Uncle Jiu took the wooden sign, looked at Wang Xuebin seriously, and asked in a deep voice:

"Did you really do this yourself?"

Naturally, Wang Xuebin understood what Uncle Jiu meant, and he stretched out his hand to call, and a ball of flames ignited in Wang Xuebin's hand.

"To tell you the truth, my nephew is a descendant of the Fuyao Yinxian sect of Taoism. Because of some fate, I also learned the magic of foreigners. When it comes to talking about Taoism, my nephew thinks he is a bit hot, but"

Seeing Uncle Jiu's shocked expression, Wang Xuebin let go of the flames and continued:

"My nephew doesn't dare to say too much about tangible beings. One against a hundred is easy, but against invisible beings, I'm a little helpless!"

Said, Wang Xuebin cupped his fists and saluted, respectfully said:

"My father once mentioned Uncle Nine to me, saying that you are a master at catching ghosts and relieving zombies, so my nephew came to visit today to ask you for advice on how to deal with invisible beings!"

After listening to Wang Xuebin's words, Uncle Jiu pondered for a long time, and did not express his opinion until Alian came back.

"Eat first, eat first, let's talk slowly after eating!"

Wang Xuebin knows the methods of Daoism. Although Uncle Jiu was surprised, it is not incomprehensible. After all, he deals with the dead. Without the means of suppressing the bottom of the box, how can it last for several generations without disaster?

However, he hesitated to ask himself how to subdue ghosts.

It's not that he cherishes himself with a broom, and he doesn't pass the law lightly.

In this day and age, everyone looks at money. How many rare things are there with his old skills?

He wished to have a bunch of apprentices, so that he could pass on the tradition of the patriarch, so that the inheritance would not be broken in his own hands.

How could you be reluctant to pass it on?

He heard the meaning of Wang Xuebin's words, and wanted to go to Japan to take revenge after learning how to subdue ghosts from him.

Seeing what Wang Xuebin meant, how dare he teach the Dharma with confidence?

He could tell from the photos alone that the ghost who killed the second elder was by no means a simple thing.

Wang Xuebin went there rashly, it is very likely that he would not be able to avenge him, but instead took his own life.

If so, what face would he have in the future to meet the dead elder?

This is the main reason for his hesitation.

"Uncle, here!"

A-Lian held the Fen wine bottle wrapped in newspaper, bounced over, handed it to Uncle Jiu, and carefully hid aside.

Although A-Lian was naughty, she had grown up with Uncle Jiu, and when encountering things, she could tell the seriousness of things. If Uncle Jiu didn't speak up, no matter how handsome the visitor was, she would be more vigilant.

When Uncle Jiu saw Alian's actions, he suddenly smiled, pointed at Wang Xuebin, and said with a smile:

"Alian, this is the child of your Uncle Wang's family, just call him cousin!"

Hearing the familiar person, A-Lian's eyes lit up, and she turned to look at Wang Xuebin with a surprised expression on her face.

"Ah! Uncle Wang's cousin? Is Uncle Wang here?"

Every time Wang Laodou came, he would buy a lot of delicious food for A-Lian, even the short denim skirt she was wearing was chosen by Aunt Wang for her.

In this monotonous island, Uncle Wang can be regarded as the only bright color in her life.