I, Ninth Uncle, Junior Brother: God-Class Papermaker

Negotiating terms?

Wen Cai Qiusheng was stunned for a moment, and he didn't understand why these ghosts who negotiated conditions looked like this.

Has it become like this now when discussing terms? ?

Wen Cai Qiusheng's complexion was a bit weird.

At this time, the ghosts on the side disappeared from the ground, and Han Li walked to the side of Jiu Shu and the others.

"It's resolved, but these ghosts are not easy. Brother, we must call together these two days to bring back the lonely wild ghosts together. Even if the ghosts don't ask for it, we will also take those lonely wild ghosts. Catch it back, otherwise, so many lonely ghosts appearing here at the same time will cause a big problem!"

Han Li said to the Jiu Shu who was on the side with a serious face.

"Um!"

Uncle Ji nodded, of course he knew the harm that so many lonely ghosts would bring.

"Then I will post the talisman, and the fellow apprentices around me will come together to find a way! After all, with so many lonely ghosts, it is difficult to catch them with our abilities!"

Uncle Jiu said to Han Li who was on the side.

"Um!"

Han Li nodded.

At this moment, he turned his head and glanced at Wen Cai Qiusheng on the side, and said angrily: "You two, give your master and me more trouble!"

After that, Han Li glared at the two of them fiercely.

The two cowered and stood aside, not daring to speak.

"By the way, brother, how is the paper money printing?"

At this moment, Han Li suddenly thought of his reason for coming here, and asked the Jiu Shu aside curiously.

"The paper money is almost printed, and now the ink is dried in the yard."

"That's OK!"

Han Li nodded, he smiled and looked at the Jiu Shu on the side and said, "It will be the Mid-Yuan Festival in two days. Tomorrow, let the two younger brothers put them in my store to sell them! This time is just right to sell, it's past. This paper money can’t be sold on Mid-Year Festival!"

"okay!"

Uncle Ji nodded. Of course he understood this. He didn't want to mention it before, because his mind was still on this lonely ghost.

It's time to take care of these two disciples!

As if he wanted to understand something, he took a deep look at Wen Cai Qiusheng next to him.

"That's OK!"

Han Li nodded, he smiled and looked at Uncle Jiusheng and said, "Brother, Wencai Qiusheng, you should really take care of it! Otherwise, these two guys will know about making trouble every day, but they are still so shallow. It’s going on like this! If it goes on like this, it will hurt them!"

Hearing Han Li's words, Jiu Shu suddenly made up his mind.

He looked at Han Li and said, "Junior Brother, let's do it! I heard that you are teaching Miss English?"

"Um!"

Han Li nodded.

"Let's do it! Why don't you teach your literary and talented teacher and nephew by the way, not only teaching them English, but also teaching them some foreign knowledge, so that they will have some knowledge and cultural literacy in the future, so that they can be here every day. Nothing to do, get into trouble every day!"

Wen Cai Qiusheng's expression suddenly changed when he heard the words of Uncle Jiu.

It would be more uncomfortable to let the two of you learn that bird language and knowledge than killing two of you!

After all, I usually try my best to escape when Uncle Jiu wants to teach them lessons.

Now my master asks Uncle Han Li to teach the two of them, but they can't escape!

If Uncle Han Li agrees...

Wen Cai Qiusheng didn't dare to imagine that scene, it was too difficult!

When Han Li heard the words of Uncle Jiu, he groaned a little, glanced at Wen Cai Qiusheng who was worried on the side, smiled and nodded towards Uncle Jiu who was on the side, smiled and said: "Okay! They both do have some. I owe discipline! Brother, your temperament is too gentle, let me help you train them both!"

Hearing Han Li's promise, Jiu Shu suddenly sighed in relief. He smiled and nodded to Han Li and said, "Thank you brother, brother!"

"We two brothers, what can I thank you for? Besides, the two of them are also my nephew, and it is normal for me to teach them!"

"Hahaha!"

Uncle Ji smiled and nodded.

"okay!"

Han Li smiled at this time. He smiled at the Jiu Shu on the side and said, "Since the matter is over, I will go back first! Wen Cai Qiusheng, you will send these paper money to my funeral shop tomorrow! I come to my funeral shop on even-numbered days, and I will teach you English and common sense. Did you hear that?"

As he said, Han Li glanced at Wen Cai Qiusheng around him plainly.

Wencai Qiusheng certainly didn't dare to refute Han Li's majesty, and the two lowered their heads.

"understood……"

The two nodded listlessly and said.

Seeing the attitude of the two, Han Li nodded, a smile flashed in his eyes.

"Then brother, I'm leaving now!"

"good!"

Uncle Ji nodded quickly.

Han Li turned and left. Looking at Han Li's back not far away, a trace of joy flashed across Jiu Shu's face. He actually had the idea to let his two disciples go to Han Li to learn cultural knowledge and English. Even if Qiusheng is no longer a waste of firewood, he is also his nine-uncle's disciple.

No matter what, I can't ignore it!

From that day when Ren Tingting asked Han Li to be her English teacher, Uncle Jiu wanted to speak a little bit, but felt embarrassed to ask. Until today, there is no other way!

It’s a matter of mind for my own!

Jiu Shu smiled and shook his head. He turned his head and looked at Wen Cai Qiusheng on the side, and said in an angry tone: "Go to your uncle's place and study hard! Otherwise, if you are beaten by your uncle, I won't stand up for you, on the contrary. Will stand aside and clap your hands! Understand?"

Wen Cai Qiusheng's complexion became more bitter when he heard the words of Uncle Jiu.

Looking at the appearance of the two, Uncle Ji shook his head secretly in his heart.

Without saying much, he turned around and came to a room in Yizhuang.

In the room, there is a lighted Eight Trigrams, which is full of runes. Jiu Shu has a serious expression and pinches a gesture in his hand.

"Divine Armament is in a hurry! Hurry as a law! Go!"

Jiu Shu chanted the curse in his mouth, and pointed it into a sword in his hand.

With the other hand, five fingers pinched the center of the Eight Trigrams and turned gently. The Eight Trigrams in front of them slowly turned, and a golden light shot out from the sky.

"Brother Sifang, come and help me quickly!"

A message quickly spread to all sides.

Han Li, who was walking back to Yizhuang, also felt hot on his arm. He rolled up his sleeves, a rune flashed with golden light, and a message quickly reached Han Li's mind.

"Brother Sifang! Come and help me quickly!"

This is the way that Maoshan's summoner brother helps, and Han Li will also do this spell.

It seems that Uncle Jiu has started to summon Brother Maoshan!

There should be a good show tomorrow!

Thinking of this, a smile flashed in Han Li's eyes. It happened that, taking advantage of this situation, he also knew the brothers of Maoshan! It was too late to go up the mountain, and I had never seen those brothers!

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