I'm Trying My Best to Add Some Cultivators in the World of Ninth Uncle

Uncle Jiu sighed, although he had no ability to save the world, he couldn't bear to see the miserable things in the world.

He carefully looked at the young boy's face, it was a little rosy, not as pale as he had seen before, and then he nodded in satisfaction.

Seeing the paper wreath in the toddler's hand, Uncle Jiu still couldn't help admonishing him twice, "Let him touch these things less, he is young and lacks yang energy, this thing is easy to hurt himself!"

The paper-making shop makes paper for the dead. From time to time, lonely souls come in to watch it. If some are satisfied, they will entrust their dreams to future generations to pray for peace after death.

There are many ghosts coming, so the store is naturally full of yin, those paper things, I don't know how many ghosts came and touched them.

And most of these papers are not ordinary papers, most of them are gravehead papers and incense papers, which are more or less tainted with yin.

It doesn't matter to adults, they will only feel the coldness in the store, and the outside body will feel cold, which is not good for young children.

Thinking of this, Uncle Jiu subconsciously glanced at Russell, and the corners of his mouth rose slightly.

Not all toddlers are as bright as his apprentice.

My little apprentice, even in Maoshan, is the first class!

"Thank you also Daochang Lin for the talisman!" The old man became a little excited, "Ah Fu is carrying it with him now, it is much better than before, and his complexion is not much ruddy, not as white as a paper before."

"I still need to go out for a walk."

Uncle Jiu took out a talisman from his pocket as he spoke, "A talisman doesn't mean everything will go well. You should go out for a walk, play with those young children, and get in touch with popularity."

Hearing this, the young boy hiding in the corner bit his lower lip lightly, and his eyes couldn't help turning red.

There are paper-making people in his house, which is eerie and unlucky, and few children want to be with him.

Those who come to his house on weekdays are all there for funerals, or to pay homage to the dead during Qingming and other times.

Which face looks better?

Ah Fu became more and more afraid of strangers, he didn't blame his father, he could see the hard work in daily life.

It is not easy to have one eye, and it is barely enough for two people to eat.

His leg was broken, and he was reluctant to buy dozens of herbal medicines. He was dragging on abruptly. Ah Fu also felt very distressed, and he never worried his father on weekdays.

After struggling with all his strength, he finally became an ordinary person.

Russell saw it, and felt sad for a moment. He lives in Yizhuang, no different from this Ah Fu.

Fortunately, he still has Uncle Nine, and a little black who often bullies him, and then Wencai, brother Qiusheng, and then Erhei.

"On weekdays, I still take my dog ​​to go shopping, basking in the sun for nothing, but not long ago, this leg!" The old man breathed a sigh of relief in his chest.

"I'm afraid I won't even be able to go to the tomb-sweeping in the Qingming Festival in a few days. Ah Fu has been looking forward to this day for a long time."

There was a moment of silence in the room, and in the corner, Ah Fu gently touched the paper wreath in his arms, which he folded after learning from his father, so that his mother would burn it this year.

Rain, too much!

Everyone was silent, this matter of God, what can they mortals do?

Suddenly, one after another hurried noise came from outside, even covering the sound of heavy rain.

Uncle Jiu got up and walked directly to the door to check the situation outside. He saw heavy rain, and countless people were running inside, holding shovels in their hands, rushing towards a place.

A familiar figure appeared, and Uncle Jiu's eyes lit up.

"Li Sanshui!"

The man who was running in the rain stopped suddenly, splashing water all over the ground. He looked left and right, and finally found the source of the sound.

Li Sanshui was overjoyed, "Ninth Uncle!"

He ran over in a hurry, leaned in front of Uncle Jiu, and said in a sharp tone, "Uncle Jiu, something is wrong. The Renjia River outside is flooded, and it's coming from outside!"

The river outside Renjia Town is naturally called Renjia River. I don't know where the source is, and I heard that it is a branch of a big river, and it is not a small river.

On weekdays, people would fetch water for cooking, clothing, and fishing in the river. This may be the reason why the rich and famous Ren family established the Ren family town here.

Relying on mountains to eat mountains, relying on water to draft water.

The Renjia River, which supported Renjia Town in the past, is not calm today.

Because of the rain, it was too big!

"It's fierce!" Uncle Jiu was startled, "How fierce?"

"I'm afraid it's as high as three or four floors, and the water ghost before is nothing!" Li Sanshui felt lingering fear when he mentioned this.

The last time he fell into the water, four or five men worked together to pull him up, but this time, an unknown number of people have gone, and the rapid drumming in the town has not stopped!

This is the rule of Renjia Town. When you enter Renjia Town, you will be a clansman with a bone and a muscle. No matter what your surname is, if you are in trouble, every household will send a man to help.

The sound of the drum is the sound of the horn!

"Uncle Jiu, go and have a look, only a true Taoist like you can surrender!"

Without Li Sanshui's pleading, Uncle Jiu put on the coir raincoat and said, "Russell, it's raining and there are many people, just stay here, I'll go back as soon as I go!"

Before finishing speaking, the whole person rushed into the dense rain, into the boundless gray darkness.

Russell jumped off the chair directly. This time he is a big guy, and he might break through a thousand energy points in the near future.

How is it possible to sit here?

"Little Daoist!"

The old man shouted anxiously, this is the young apprentice of his benefactor Jiushu, there must be no mistakes.

Russell stopped in his tracks, took out a piece of paper from his pocket, folded it gently a few times, and stuffed it into Ah Fu's hands. Turning around, he rushed into the heavy rain with his coir raincoat.

The old man yelled anxiously, but he couldn't run fast at all, and he heard Ah Fu crying before he walked a few steps.

He looked back and saw the paper figurine in Ah Fu's hand constantly changing, turning into a goddamn child!

"Bangdang."

The crutch in the old man's hand fell directly to the ground, and he muttered to himself, "This is a little living fairy!"

Good people are rewarded with good rewards, and a little fairy is reincarnated from a family of great kindness!

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Chapter 64

"one two Three!"

"Hey!"

"one two Three!"

"Hey!"

On the bank of the Renjia River, forty or fifty men stood in a row, carrying iron chains on their shoulders and constantly exerting force.

And in the middle of the river, a big boat stopped there, and it was full of people, with anxious faces, and some even burst into tears.

The big boat didn't move, and the river was rushing down. There were forty or fifty men pulling the chains on the bank, but the big boat didn't move at all.

Whether it is the people on the shore or the people on the boat, their faces are solemn, because they know it well in their hearts.

There must be a demon in the abnormal situation!

In this big river, maybe a big guy came out!

I heard about those who only sing in theaters and storytellers in teahouses.

The heavy rain became more and more rapid, and the water in the river became more and more turbulent, dark and deep, and it was hard to see what was in it.

The mayor was furious, threw off the hat on his head, and beat the drum loudly regardless of the obstruction of the people around him.

After knocking a few times, he felt his arms a little sore and tired. After all, he was still old, not as strong as when he was young.

Thinking of the lives of dozens of people on the Renjia River, the mayor gained strength out of thin air, and beat the drums intensively and hastily.

This is no longer a matter of dozens of people on the big ship, but the lives of tens of thousands of people in the entire Renjia Town!

Who knows what's in that river!

Once he is allowed to live in Renjiahe, the real Renjia Town will be really restless, and it will be difficult to sleep and eat.

Even if you don't go to the river to fish, wash clothes, or carry water, who can guarantee that the ghosts in the river will not come ashore?

Renjia Town is the foundation of the ancestors, and the lives of tens of thousands of people are in danger!

He knocked twice violently, panting, the heavy rain drenched his hair, shaking him so much that he was a little unsteady.

The people on the side had quick eyes and quick hands, and hurriedly supported the old man in front of him.

He took a deep breath, and yelled loudly, "Your sons of Renjia Town! You are all strong men, don't be afraid, things in the water are nothing!"

"Even if his mother's water monkey has the strength of ten oxen, dozens of us can't pull it, so we can take a hundred, two hundred!"

He roared hysterically, "Swear to kill the water monster!"

"Swear to get rid of the water monster!"

More and more strong men came from all directions, holding the iron chain with rough hands one after another.

These bankers, they have nothing else, but they have a lot of strength!

"one two Three!"

"Swallow!"

Under the pull of everyone's concerted efforts, the big boat stopped in the river finally started to move.

The people on the shore couldn't help cheering loudly.

The mayor stood on the high platform, looking at the slow-moving ship with a solemn expression. He seemed to have underestimated the monsters in the water!

This is not the so-called water monkey he has seen before. He has seen water monkeys several times, but they don't have such great strength!

His heart sank, he turned his head to one side, and asked in a low voice, "Uncle Jiu, are you here?"

"The road is slippery in the heavy rain, and Yizhuang is far away from here, and it will take some time!"

"Send someone to invite them again!" The mayor looked anxious, not losing his usual calmness, "If it's too late, I'm afraid people will die."

The big ship was moved, and the people on the shore were competing with the monster in the water, once the monster suddenly exploded.