Chapter 577 Uncle Jiu: How could I refuse such an opportunity?
"Last time, I took Taoist Master Qianhe and the young prince to stay at your Yi Zhuang for one night. Have you forgotten?" Zhou He said.
"Ah...it's you, Fellow Daoist Zhou. It was a bit dark and I couldn't see clearly."
"But why are you here?" Uncle Jiu also remembered it, but he was still very strange as to why Zhou He appeared here.
"I knocked on the door outside, but no one answered. I also noticed some movement here, so I took the liberty to come in and asked Uncle Jiu to forgive me." Zhou He said.
"Whatever you say about forgiveness or not, it's my two disciples who have offended those spiritual babies again."
Uncle Jiu waved his hands quickly, then stepped forward and backed away from the side hall door.
In the side hall, those spirit babies were still punishing Qiu Sheng and Wen Cai.
Seeing Uncle Jiu come in, everyone froze in place, not daring to make any other move.
"Okay, the punishment is enough. You go back. I will ask them to buy a basket of eggs for you to eat tomorrow." Uncle Jiu said to the spirit babies.
"Hehe, thank you Uncle Jiu."
"Hehehe..."
More than a dozen spirit infants responded with smiles, and then turned into halos of light and disappeared into the stone infants enshrined there.
"You two, why don't you hurry up and get up?" Uncle Jiu scolded him with a cold face.
"Yes, Master." Qiu Sheng and Wen Cai immediately got up from the ground, but they still grinned.
"A guest is coming. Go and make a pot of tea." Uncle Jiu said.
"Ah? There are still guests at this late hour." Wencai looked behind Uncle Jiu with his head tilted.
At this time, Zhou He walked in from the door and said hello: "Long time no see, Qiu Sheng, Wencai."
"Ah, big boss." Wencai recognized this handsome and generous big boss at a glance.
At first, after Zhou He finished dealing with Old Master Ren, before leaving, he gave Wen Cai and Qiu Sheng a piece of gold Tuo Tuo each.
Although they were all taken away by Uncle Jiu in the end, Wen Cai still had a very deep impression of Zhou He, the big boss.
After all, it is not something that ordinary people can do just by handing out nuggets of gold.
"What nonsense are you talking about? I'm looking for a fight." Uncle Jiu raised his hand, pretending to hit him.
Wencai immediately shrank his neck: "I'm going to make tea now."
When he passed by Zhou He, he bared his teeth and smiled and said, "How stupid do you want to be?"
"Mr. Zhou, I haven't seen you for half a year. You have changed a lot. You have become much more handsome and have a special temperament." Qiu Sheng said flatteringly.
Hearing this, Zhou He smiled slightly and said, "Haha, thank you for the compliment."
"Okay, Qiusheng, you should go home first, otherwise, your aunt will come to ask for someone again." Uncle Jiu said.
"It's okay, Master. I told my aunt that we will stay in Yi Zhuang tonight." Qiu Sheng said.
"Okay, go and clean up a clean house and come out. Zhou Daoyou will stay here tonight." Uncle Jiu didn't ask Zhou Hezai if he was staying here, but directly booked it.
After all, it was already past eleven o'clock at night in this wilderness.
When Zhou He appeared here, he must be staying in their yizhuang.
"Okay, I'll go right away." Qiu Sheng smiled and ran away quickly.
Just kidding, this big boss is here, how can he go home...
The big boss was so generous in the beginning. This time, he has served well, so why not give him a piece of gold?
Their little thoughts were that they were too busy than Uncle Jiu, but Uncle Jiu didn't say anything.
Zhou He didn't say anything.
Back then, he captured the zombie prince and even put the gold coffin board into the car, so he generously pinched the gold lump and gave it to them.
Even Uncle Jiu and Zhou He left a fist-sized piece of gold, fearing that he would not accept it, so they secretly placed it in his bedroom.
"Fellow Daoist Zhou, there are some spiritual babies enshrined here. Let's go to the main hall." Uncle Jiu said.
Zhou He, however, did not speak. Instead, he came to the altar to pay homage to himself.
Zhou He pointed at the three dark, masked spirit infant statues above and said, "Uncle Jiu, these three spirit infants are so resentful."
"These three spiritual infants were aborted by their mothers over and over again and could not be reborn. Over time, they became extremely vicious and resentful."
"It takes a thousand days and nights to resolve the resentment in their bodies and then reincarnate." Uncle Jiu explained.
"In a thousand days, I'm afraid something unexpected might happen, why not kill them directly?" Zhou He asked.
When Uncle Jiu heard this, he shook his head: "Although they are full of resentment, they did not harm anyone, and they can still be saved. Saving one life is better than building a seven-level pagoda."
Zhou He smiled and said, "Uncle Jiu is still kind-hearted. If other cultivators come, I'm afraid they will kill these evil babies directly."
When Uncle Jiu heard Zhou He's praise, a smile appeared on his face, but he waved his hand and said, "No way, no way, this is just human nature."
"However, it doesn't take a thousand days of hard work. Today is a coincidence. I will help to resolve the resentment in their bodies." Zhou He said.
"Oh? Fellow Daoist Zhou has a way to directly resolve the resentment in their bodies?" At this time, Uncle Jiu was a little surprised.
He knew that Zhou He was practicing martial arts. With his energy and blood, he could burn evil spirits to death. With his energy, he could even kill zombies with bronze skin and iron bones.
Now, it is said that there is a way to resolve the resentment in the evil infant's body?
"In these years, I have had some good luck, and I still have some tricks up my sleeve."
Zhou He smiled slightly, raised his hand, stretched out two fingers, pinched it in the air, and then gently pulled it.
Then three black threads were seen floating out from the three evil infant statues.
As the black threads gathered, the three black evil infant statues gradually began to turn white. In the end, they were exactly the same as the spiritual infants next to them, without any resentment in their bodies.
These resentments gathered in Zhou He's fingers, and with a thought in his mind, a small flame rose up.
Almost instantly, the small flame burned away all the resentment, leaving no trace behind.
Simple and easy.
This scene made Uncle Jiu on the side stunned.
"This... this... this... Fellow Daoist Zhou, what kind of method are you using? It's so miraculous."
"It's just a small trick, not worth mentioning, not worth mentioning." Zhou Hedan said with a smile.
Uncle Jiu wanted to say something more, but at this moment, Wen Cai's voice came: "Master, Mr. Zhou, the tea is ready."...
"Fellow Daoist Zhou, please."
"please."
Soon, the two came to the main hall.
After the two sat down, Wencai had already made tea.
"Fellow Daoist Zhou, have some tea. This is the top quality tea I bought from the provincial capital." Uncle Jiu picked up the tea cup and made a gesture of inviting him.
Zhou He picked up the tea but did not drink it.
Uncle Jiu had already taken a sip, and the next second, his brows furrowed.
"Why does it taste weird?"
"Wencai, where did you get this tea?" Uncle Jiu looked at Wencai and asked.
"I got it from Master's closet." Wencai said honestly.
"My wardrobe? You...you...is there no tea in the tea cabinet in the kitchen? The tea in my wardrobe is for soaking your feet...Ahem, you really don't succeed enough and fail more than you do.
Guy."
"Mr. Zhou, don't drink yet. Wencai, hurry up and make a pot." Wencai left with a sad face.
At this moment, Zhou He stopped Wencai: "Wencai, make me some tea."
With that said, he took a simple iron box and handed it to Wencai.
After Wen Cai took it, he looked at Uncle Jiu, who quickly waved his hand towards him: "What are you looking at? Hurry and go."
"Oh." Wencai then turned and walked towards the kitchen.
"Literary talents are clumsy, please forgive me, fellow Taoist Zhou." Uncle Jiu said with an apologetic look.
"The literary talent is quite good, he is obedient and honest." Zhou He said with a smile.
"By the way, Fellow Daoist Zhou, is there anything urgent going on in Yizhuang this time?" Uncle Jiu asked.
"I have something, I want to talk to Uncle Jiu." Zhou He nodded.
"Oh? Then, fellow Taoist Zhou, please tell me."
"I wonder if Uncle Jiu can detect whether the spiritual energy in this world is gradually decreasing." Zhou He said.
When Uncle Jiu heard this, he frowned slightly. After a while, he slowly said, "But there are some signs. Master once said it when I first went to Maoshan Mountain."
"More than a thousand years ago, when demons and ascetics were prevalent, gods and Buddhas filled the sky showing their power."
"However, as time goes by, gods and Buddhas no longer appear, and the number of demons gradually decreases. Recently, the country is in chaos, and our practice has become more and more difficult, and demons and ghosts have appeared everywhere."
As an official disciple of Maoshan, his status is not low, and he has even entered the underworld.
However, he has only seen a few ghosts, and the one with the highest official position is just a Yin Shuai, that is, a bull-headed horse-faced one.
Those who are above, whether it is Yin Cao or the judge, have never been seen at all.
Not to mention the big bosses like the Ten Palaces of Yama and the Five Directions Ghost Emperors.
It's not like he hasn't asked Gui Cha or Minotaur Horse Face, but they all remained silent.
Moreover, he also asked the ancestor who served in heaven to come forward and ask this question.
As soon as this question came up, the Patriarch was furious and beat him to death. After being punished, Uncle Jiu never dared to explore this question again.
Zhou He naturally knew the reason, it was the way of heaven... However, he did not say it out loud.
If you really can't say it, if you say it, it will attract the will of heaven, which will be terrible.
"If this trend continues, within a few decades at most, there will no longer be demons and ghosts in the world, nor will they be able to continue practicing Taoism." Zhou He said slowly...
Uncle Jiu sighed and shook his head: "This is the general trend of the world and no one can change it."
"Master, Master, it smells so good, it smells so good."
"The tea Mr. Zhou gave me is very fragrant, and the tea that came out is also very fragrant."
At this time, Wencai's exclamation came from the kitchen, and at the same time, the aroma of tea wafted out, shocking Uncle Jiu all over.
He actually felt that his magic power was running faster and thicker.
Not long after, Wencai brought over a pot of tea.
The whole room was already filled with the fragrance of tea.
"It smells so good, what a strong aura, Fellow Daoist Zhou, what kind of tea is this?" Uncle Jiu immediately poured a cup for Zhou He, and then poured himself a cup of tea.
After picking it up, he put it under his nose and started to inhale deeply.
"This is Qingling tea. It grows when you drink it from the spiritual spring. Drinking it will be good for your cultivation." Zhou He picked up the tea cup and said with a smile.
"It was actually watered with spiritual spring water." Uncle Jiu was shocked.
That is spiritual spring water, and it is actually used to water tea leaves. What a waste, what a luxury.
However, what he was thinking did not stop him from drinking tea.
I didn't even care about how hot it was and just drank it all in one gulp.
In an instant, Uncle Jiu felt a spiritual energy rushing straight into his mind, and then directed towards his limbs. His whole body felt as if he was about to soar.
After a long time, Uncle Jiu finally regained his composure. He took a deep breath, cupped his fists towards Zhou He and said, "Thank you, Brother Zhou, for the treasure."
This cup of tea directly allowed Uncle Jiu to break through to a small level, and his mind became clearer than ever before. Problems that he couldn't figure out before were suddenly figured out.
"It's just a cup of tea. You can drink more of this tea. The box should weigh a hundred catties, which is enough to drink for a while." Zhou He said with a smile.
"Hundred...hundred catties?" Uncle Jiu's eyes widened when he heard this.
This precious tea actually gave him a hundred catties directly?
"Wait a minute, Fellow Daoist Zhou!" Uncle Jiu didn't even bother to drink tea, turned around and ran towards the kitchen.
Not long after, he came back with a palm-sized iron box.
"Brother Zhou, this iron box is not a mortal thing. It actually... actually contains the universe?" Uncle Jiu was shocked again.
He has also heard of the Qiankun Bag and the Storage Ring, but he has never seen them before. Not even the head of Maoshan has such treasures.
"It's just a small item. I got it in my spare time and gave it to Uncle Jiu." Zhou He said with a smile.
Before Uncle Jiu could say anything, he saw Qiu Sheng running out of the back hall.
"It smells so good. What is it that smells so good?"
"Tea, it's tea." Wencai stared straight at the teapot, his mouth watering.
"Uncle Jiu, I have something important to talk to you about." Zhou He said at this time.
Uncle Jiu was about to speak, but he paused, and then changed his words: "You two, go take a shower and go to bed quickly. Fellow Daoist Zhou and I have some important matters to discuss."
After Uncle Jiu finished speaking, he paused and said, "You two each pour a cup of tea, take it back and drink it. Remember, drink it slowly and don't drink it in one gulp."
After all, Uncle Jiu still loves these two cheating apprentices.
"Yes, Master." The two of them looked overjoyed when they heard this.
He quickly poured a cup of tea and left the main hall happily.
Afterwards, Zhou He casually set up a soundproof array...
When Uncle Jiu saw this, he raised his eyebrows slightly. He was able to cast a magic circle without using any hand seals or props. It was really unheard of and unseen.
He really didn't know what kind of encounters Zhou He had experienced in the past six months.
"Thoughtful and friendly approach."
"It's just a small silencing spell. I wonder if Fellow Daoist Lin has ever heard of it in all the worlds."
Zhou He said straight to the point.
"I've heard of all the heavens and worlds, but only those gods and Buddhas in the sky can go there. It's not something we and others can imagine." Uncle Jiu said.
As an authentic Maoshan sect, there are naturally not a few various classics or treasured documents in the sect.
When he was studying under his master in the mountains, he liked to read these classics and documents.
"To be honest, I am not from this world..."
After Zhou He explained it, with a flick of his finger, he passed some relevant information about the Wanjie Huo Gang to Uncle Jiu.
When Uncle Jiu found out, he was in a state of shock.
It took a long time for Uncle Jiu to digest this information.
"That is to say...Mr. Zhou is going to let me become a delivery driver in all the worlds?" Uncle Jiu said slowly.
"Yes, you are more suitable to complete tasks in those supernatural worlds. It is also your old profession and there is no danger. How about it? Do you agree?" Zhou He said.
"I also devoted myself to the Tao, but it was difficult to improve my cultivation, so I opened a righteous village to recruit disciples and teach people."
"How could I refuse such an opportunity?"
Although Uncle Jiu's face was calm, the flush on his face gave him away.
