Chapter 141 Four Eyes: Senior Brother, don’t blame us for helping the manager but not the bride
About a quarter of an hour later.
Down the hillside, it suddenly became noisy.
Looking towards the source of the sound, I saw a swarm of lonely ghosts in front of me, chasing Qiu Sheng and Wen Cai across the mountain.
thump!
Suddenly, the incompetent scholar tripped over a stone and fell to the ground. Without thinking, Qiu Sheng turned around to help him up and ran non-stop towards the hillside.
This scene can be regarded as saving some face for Uncle Jiu.
It's true that his apprentice loves to get into trouble, and he doesn't understand the situation when speaking. At least he is a good person and knows how to help each other.
"These two boys are really destined to die."
Shi Shaojian, who had had a conflict with the two men this morning, looked quite surprised. There were at least two to three hundred ghosts under the hillside, and Qiu Sheng and Wen Cai were so weak. I really didn't understand how they could come back alive.
He deserves to die one and a half!
"They have good fortunes and are weak in strength, but they have deep blessings. Everything can be turned into good luck, and they are not destined to die young." Shi Jian guessed that these two scammers were attracted by junior brother Lin Fengjiao because of their deep blessings. .
It's uncertain whether the second junior brother could break through to the realm of divine transformation because of the luck of several disciples.
Fei Bao, A Hai, Qiu Sheng, and Wen Cai all have good luck, while A Fang and A Xing are slightly worse.
The most bland one is Xiaoyue.
"What about him?"
Shi Shaojian pointed at Cheng Long.
"I can't figure it out. This kid is very special. If you can't afford to mess with him, don't mess with him."
Even though Shi Jian had passed it three years ago, Cheng Long felt like a fog to him. It was the same way before and it is the same now.
"Master, help!"
"Help!"
While the father and son were chatting quietly, Qiu Sheng and Wen Cai used their hands and feet to break into the formation in an extremely embarrassed manner. The hundreds of ghosts chasing them behind them seemed to be out of control, and no one noticed anything unusual.
"Set up the formation!"
When all the ghosts chasing Qiu Sheng and Wen Cai entered the formation, Uncle Jiu suddenly shouted loudly, took out a Bagua Mirror, and suddenly threw it into the sky.
"Get up!"
The Bagua Mirror turned upside down and released a reddish-brown Bagua Array downwards. The array rose up against the storm, and in an instant, it formed a force that covered the sky and the moon, shrouding the group of ghosts.
Subsequently, more than a dozen Taoist priests, including Qianhe, Simu, Mamadi, and Zhuegu, jumped out of their hiding places one after another, took out their own magic weapons, and showed off their magical powers.
Someone was holding the Thousand Chance Umbrella, and once it was closed, a dozen lonely ghosts appeared.
Someone holds the flag with both hands and swings it left and right. One by one, the ghosts turn into streams of light uncontrollably and disappear into the treasure flags.
Qianhe opened the treasure bag, pointed the mouth of the bag at dozens of ghosts, and kneaded with one hand. Then a mysterious light was released from the mouth of the back bag, sucking dozens of ghosts in front of it into the treasure bag.
However, the funniest person in the room was not Mamadi, who was the weakest in ethics, but their junior sister, Gu Gu.
The magic weapon used by Sue Gu turned out to be a temporary sacrificial water tank, with a diameter of more than one meter and a width of more than one meter. Carrying it on the shoulder looked as funny as a child carrying a cannon.
But her efficiency in collecting ghosts is higher than that of Qianzuru and Four Eyes. She cleared an area in one breath and collected sixty or seventy ghosts...
"This little junior sister can always come up with something new for us!"
Uncle Jiu, who was holding a wine vat to collect the ghosts, shook his head. Just when he was about to show off his power, he saw senior brother Shi Jian poke out two thunderbolts with his bare hands and hit the two lonely ghosts mercilessly.
Bang bang!
The blue electric light illuminates the surrounding area brightly.
Uncle Jiu hurriedly stepped forward to persuade: "Elder brother, please show your noble hand. If you use Lightning Thunder Fist to deal with them, those ownerless souls will never be reincarnated."
Shi Shaojian, who came up to me at some point, said nonchalantly: "That's better, lest they wander around."
"What, you want to make the decision for them?"
Shi Jian glanced at Uncle Jiu coldly.
Speaking of which, he suddenly raised his hands and fired two thunderbolts again, killing two ghosts and provoking them face to face. Uncle Jiu was stunned and didn't know how to respond.
But just when Shi Jian was about to go on a killing spree so that his junior brother could not pay his dues, Cheng Long quietly appeared in front of Shi Jian, took out a spear, and thrust it into the ground.
The two oncoming thunderbolts were attracted by the sharp spear heads on the spot, turned around halfway, and poured into the spears.
The crackling thunder and lightning poured into the ground along the tip of the spear, tempering the spear along the way.
I don't know if it was an illusion, but Cheng Long felt that the spear he bought from the Renjia Town Blacksmith Shop on a temporary basis became smoother and more textured.
"You..." Shi Jian was furious, blew his beard and glared: "What is the principle of this?"
Cheng Long raised the corner of his mouth slightly and explained very politely: "This is the phenomenon of tip discharge. It is more troublesome to explain. If you really want to know, you can apply for Pucheng Comprehensive University. After you are admitted, major in physics and study for three to five years. In seven years, you may understand.”
"..."
Shi Jian and Shi Shaojian, father and son, looked at each other.
What are you talking about?
I'm so old, you actually want me to apply for Pucheng Comprehensive University?
"You bastard, how dare you humiliate us?"
Shi Shaojian scolded angrily, extremely angry. He was already in his twenties and was about to run for three years.
Not to mention making great achievements, it is time to start a family and start a career. At this time, being asked to study is not humiliating.
What's more, both father and son are still Taoist priests in Maoshan, how can they change their families at will?
"I'm not humiliating anyone, I'm just seeking truth from facts. Of course, if you think I'm humiliating you, I don't mind either..." Cheng Long's eyes were bright and full of excitement.
Shi Jian is the strongest among all the people he has met so far, except Tang Saier. It must be very enjoyable to fight.
"Senior Brother, Fellow Daoist Cheng is Junior Brother Qianhe's savior. He is kind to us. Please don't let a momentary quarrel ruin your friendship."
Uncle Jiu was afraid that the situation would escalate and specifically stated that Cheng Long had saved Qianhe. However, surprisingly, Shi Jian didn't care about this at all and still stared at Cheng Long with a cold face.
At this time, Simu stepped forward with a calm look on his face and said: "Senior Brother, I forgot to tell you that in addition to being Junior Brother Qianhe's savior and our fellow Taoist, Fellow Daoist Cheng has another identity."
"What identity can he have?"
Qiu Sheng and Wen Cai were not the only ones who liked people who were neither old nor young and interjected randomly. Shi Shaojian was even more arrogant than them. Not only did he dare to interject, but he also dared to question his uncle.
"I'm afraid I'll scare you to death if I tell you." Simu glared at Shi Shaojian.
"Tch~~" Shi Shaojian curled his lips disdainfully.
Although Shi Jian didn't say anything, his face was filled with disdain. Apparently, he didn't think Cheng Long had any identity worthy of their fear.
“Don’t you think Daoist Fellow Cheng’s name sounds familiar to you?”
Hearing what Si Mu said, Uncle Jiu murmured, and then suddenly woke up: "No way, Junior Brother, Fellow Daoist Cheng... Could it be that he is the general of the Eighth Army of the National Defense Army, the helmsman of the Cheng Family Army, who will move Stone City, Pucheng and other places Marshal Cheng who built a prosperous place?”
"If Aaron wasn't Marshal Cheng, I'd be talking nonsense."
Although Taoist Master Simu and Cheng Long have not seen each other for three years, he has often heard Aaron's name in the past three years. At first, it was only circulated in a few places. Later, no matter where he went, he could hear the name Commander Cheng Long. name.
Build industrial parks, build schools, protect the people, fight against bullies and road thieves... Everything Aaron does is commendable and satisfying.
What do master and apprentice Shi Jian compare to each other?
What qualifications do you have to compare with Cheng Long?
"Impossible, absolutely impossible..."
"How could he be Marshal Cheng? How come there aren't even any soldiers around the Marshal?"
Knowing Cheng Long's true identity, Shi Shaojian felt numb all over.
Before, he had always been proud of himself and relied on Maoshan's orthodox background to look down on Cheng Long, who did not even dare to reveal his master's sect, thinking that he was from a small sect.
Who would have thought that Cheng Long would still be the leader of the Cheng family army at the height of their power?
"Not everyone likes to support each other, whether you believe it or not, in short, you have offended Aaron, don't blame us for helping him or not." Simu made his position clear decisively.
Not far away, Qianzhe saw the seventy-seven hundred and eighty-eight people who had no master and lonely souls. He also came to the crowd and expressed his position...
(End of chapter)