Chapter 168 Party (Subscription Request)

Uncle Jiu glared at Jiang Que for a while, then slowly said: "Junior brother, don't tell others about these things, otherwise there will be countless troubles."

He hurriedly told Jiang Que to keep his mouth shut, otherwise there would be so many people in the world's sects?

At least he couldn't count them all.

"Okay."

Jiang Que nodded and said: "I'll listen to you, senior brother, whatever you say is fine."

Shrugged, he didn't care, anyway.

Although he knew the purpose of Jiang Que's doing this, when he really did it, he sighed secretly, "I don't know how many sects will suffer this time."

Although the secret manual of the skills was not lost, it might not be good for them, after all, it would not be good to spread it out.

After a while, Uncle Jiu asked embarrassedly: "Junior brother, I wonder if you are sure?"

He had no doubt about Jiang Que's methods, but it was not so simple and easy to integrate and improve the skills.

He was afraid that Jiang Que would make some mistakes.

So there was this question, and under the cover of a calm look, Uncle Jiu also had a little expectation.

What if Jiang Que merged the skills to be stronger, what if he behaved more terrifyingly?

Among the people who benefited at that time, Wen would be him.

So this was a good thing, he didn't say anything more to Jiang Que because of the wanted order in the martial arts world, let alone anything else.

At this time, Jiang Que suddenly smiled and said: "Brother, don't worry, just wait for Brother Simu to get the Maoshan Taoism, and I will carry out the final fusion.

At that time, I will definitely pass on the law to you.

You know that I am not a person who eats alone, but also a grateful person. Brother, you will never forget your help to me."

When he first came to this world, he didn't know anything. It was all thanks to Uncle Jiu who helped him a lot, and he also accepted disciples on behalf of the master and passed on his handbooks.

Although he could get those things himself, it was different to get them through Uncle Jiu. After all, he was a legend.

After a while, Uncle Jiu said embarrassedly: "Brother, you can make the decision on this matter; according to the itinerary, Brother Simu should be here in these two days."

Jiang Que nodded, indicating that he understood.

He said to Daolai, "As long as Senior Brother Simu comes, the secrets of all the sects in the world will be gathered.

It's time for the gathering again. When I study the skills, you can pass on all the skills that I have passed on to you to Senior Brother Simu."

The Taoist Simu treated him well, which made him grateful all the time.

It's not bad to pass on the skills to others.

Perhaps, when he comes to this world again one day, it will be better and his life will be better.

Looking at Uncle Jiu indifferently, Jiang Que slapped him deeply to comfort him.

Uncle Jiu didn't say much, but just thanked him repeatedly: "Thank you so much, Junior Brother, I'm afraid it's hard to repay your kindness."

Others don't know, but he knows it very well.

The benefits of the ninth-grade Taoist skills that Jiang Que passed on, not to mention those skills that are like turning rivers and seas upside down, like ghosts and gods, just the hundreds of years of life that are added for nothing is enough to make people excited.

And that is also a great opportunity.

After that, life returned to peace again.

In addition to eating and practicing every day, Jiang Que spent the rest of his time refining zombies, and also used some methods to enhance their strength.

For example, pig blood and other things have a certain bloodiness and hostility, and it is best to use them to enhance the strength of zombies.

This is very good.

The peaceful and indifferent life became interesting again. Qiu Sheng and Wen Cai also began to be busy. After Jiang Que's gold and silver, the two immediately became motivated.

Three days later, at night.

...

Dong!

A neat sound of footsteps suddenly sounded, making those who were still awake in the dark night nervous.

The faces were a little horrified, and the rows of Qing official uniforms were all pale, which was really shocking.

This is not a living person, it is clearly a zombie, and it is a zombie controlled by someone.

A man in a Taoist robe was pointing, shaking his hand from time to time. It was the soul-suppressing bell, and there was a banner in the other hand, called the soul-calling banner.

A Taoist in yellow robe appeared beside the zombie, with a calm face, carrying a bamboo basket on his back, which seemed to contain something.

He continued to chant, "The Yin people are on the road, the living people should avoid it!"

The vigorous and powerful voice came out, revealing a hint of pleasure, which made the people around him disperse, and no one dared to get close to him, for fear of provoking anything.

When they arrived at the charity cemetery, the door opened.

Creak!

During the breakthrough, the door of the charity cemetery was opened, and a figure appeared in the crack of the door.

Wencai was slightly stunned, and couldn't help but say: "Uncle Simu, you are here?

My master and Uncle Jiang have been waiting for you for a long time. They said that when you arrive, you should go to them immediately. There are important things to discuss with you."

When he said this, Taoist Simu was a little surprised, and immediately asked curiously: "Nephew Wencai, isn't it just an agreed party?

Why make such a big fuss and look so serious?

I'm telling you, relax a little.

Don't act like there is something important going on. You just learned bad things from my senior brother. This world is already in the Dharma Ending Age. How can there be any big things?

Hehe!

Maybe one day when the time comes, all of us will become ordinary people.

Alas..."

A long sigh, very helpless.

After being taught a lesson by the Taoist Simu, Wencai hesitated and said nothing, and couldn't help but smile bitterly.

He was not good at speaking, and suddenly he didn't know what to say, with a stunned expression on his face.

Finally, he had to say: "Uncle, should we...should we go in?"

As he spoke, his face was bitter, and he couldn't help thinking: "I'm just the one who opened the door, it's useless for you to scold me, really."

He shrugged and was speechless for a while.

Hearing this, the Taoist Simu smiled awkwardly, "Okay, let's go in quickly, it's quite windy outside.

I don't know what delicious food you have prepared, hehe!

By the way, Wencai, drive all my guests to the morgue and take good care of them. If you dare to play with them again, I will break your legs."

He remembered that last time, Qiu Sheng and Wencai almost played with his guests to pieces, and he couldn't let them do that this time.

If he continued to play, his guests would be finished.

After shaking his head for a while, Wencai suddenly said, "Uncle Master, don't worry. We will never play tricks on your guests again.

Besides, it was Qiu Sheng who teased me first last time, which led to the accident of your guests.

Not to mention, Uncle Master, you can't beat us now."

The last sentence was naturally said in the lowest voice, as if he was afraid that the Taoist Simu heard it.

But he still heard it, and couldn't help but stare and said, "Why, just a few months have passed, and your wings have hardened?

You beat me, then you are not the nephew, and I am not the uncle.

Humph!"

The uncle is the uncle, and it is absolutely different from the nephew.

Otherwise, there is no difference in seniority, wouldn't it be a mess.

Thinking of this, he said again, "You better be honest, I'm going to find my brothers and sisters, you look after the guests for me."

He turned around and left, and went to find Uncle Jiu and Jiang Que on his own.

He held his head high, walked away with his head held high, and walked away with a bold and natural stride.

It's just a party.

"I wonder what delicious food they have prepared, hehehe..."

The Taoist Simu laughed softly, then pushed the door open and walked in, only to see...

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