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

"Junior Brother!"

"Dao Master Han Li!"

"Ms. Han!"

"Uncle Master!"

Han Li just opened the door, and everyone who was waiting in the yard hurriedly greeted him.

"It's all here!"

Han Li smiled and looked at the people around him. At this time, the Jiu Shu on the side quickly asked Han Li, "Junior Brother, how is the old ghost cleaning up?"

"Don't worry! It's over!"

A smile flashed in Han Li's eyes, as he looked at the Jiushu who was aside and said.

"That's good!"

Hearing what Han Li said, Uncle Jiu breathed a sigh of relief.

At this time, Master Ren on the side was indeed smiling, and said to the cupped hands of Han Li and Jiu Shu on the side: "This time it is really too troublesome for the two Taoist masters of Maoshan! A small gift is not respectable. No respect!"

With that, Master Ren took out the two ticket numbers he had prepared, and handed them to Han Li and Jiushu who were on the sidelines.

Han Li didn't have a problem, and took the ticket number at hand.

Yes, it is a ticket number of fifty cash oceans, and Master Ren's shot is really extraordinary. If an ordinary rural village encounters such a thing, even if you save his life, he can only give you one or two oceans at most.

There is no other way. For Master Ren, Fifty Xian Dayang is a reasonable price.

For the average rural peasant woman, Fifty Years Day is a few years' livelihood!

Even if you sell them, you can't get so much money!

Han Li took it casually, but the Jiu Shu on the side was no longer able to do so. He glanced at the ticket number. It was a 30-year old one.

He hurriedly waved his hand and said: "Master Ren, no merit is not rewarded. This time, my younger brother made the move. I didn't make the move at all. I shouldn't take the money!"

Wencai Qiusheng, who was next to Uncle Nine, saw the money, but his eyes gleamed, especially Qiusheng. At this time, he no longer pursued Master Ren for playing his own master. He kept winking at Uncle Nine.

But Jiu Shuquan didn't see it and insisted not to accept it.

Master Ren hurriedly said: "Uncle Jiu, although you did not make a move this time, we have called you after all. This is not a lot of money, even if it is a carriage fee! You must take it, otherwise I will not dare to take it in the future. I'm here to tell you to do something!"

"Brother, you can take the money! After all, there is no credit, but there is hard work! And Master Ren also made it very clear that this is regarded as our senior brother’s remuneration. After all, you were the one who moved the grave after two days. If the host is the host, I will go to a place, and Master Ren will also give me the same money as you. If you want this money and refuse to accept it, then I will give you the money!"

With a smile on Han Li's face, he deliberately said to the Jiu Shu on the side.

Jiu Shu's expression changed for a while.

Finally sighed.

"All right!"

With that said, Uncle Jiu didn't pretend, and directly accepted the money.

Seeing Uncle Jiu took the money, Master Ren's expression suddenly became enthusiastic.

The former master hadn't been in touch with these supernatural events, at best, he was just hearing about it, so although he was a little in awe, but after all, he didn't have a deep feeling, so it was just pure awe on the face.

But now is different, now Master Ren has actually experienced these supernatural events personally.

Especially just now, the housekeeper Ding, who has been staying in his family for decades, suddenly burst out of power that seven or eight young men can't match. The hideous face made Master Ren feel the power of ghosts firmly.

So he made up his mind that he must befriend Han Li and Jiushu!

This kind of Daoist with real ability, in some cases, may be able to save Own's life. Regarding Own's life, Master Ren dare not neglect at all!

"Hahaha! Daochang Han, Uncle Jiu, I have ordered the kitchen to prepare a table of wine and food, let’s have a little at my Ren's house at noon today!"

With a smile on his face, Master Ren said to Han Li and Uncle Jiu.

"good!"

This time, Jiu Shu did not refuse. After all, the money was accepted, and eating a meal was not a big deal. After all, it was indeed his own junior and younger brother who saved their housekeeper. Ren Jia has to thank himself and others!

During the banquet, Steward Ding kept toasting to Han Li, thanking Han Li for his life-saving grace.

Han Li responded with a smile.

Han Li left Ren's residence with Jiu Shu and others after he was full of wine and food.

As soon as he walked out of Ren's palace, Han Li's gaze fell on Qiu Sheng's face on the side. There was a slight smile in his eyes. He looked at Qiu Sheng on the side and said to the Jiu Shu on the side: "Brother, this That’s your second disciple, Qiu Sheng, right?"

"right!"

Uncle Ji smiled and nodded to Han Li.

At this moment, Qiu Sheng bowed to Han Li with a smile on his face, and bowed respectfully: "Qiu Sheng, I have seen Uncle Han!"

"Um!"

Han Li looked at Qiu Sheng up and down, with a playful smile on his face, he said to the Jiushu who was on the side: "Brother, you are a good disciple!"

"It depends on who you are compared with!"

Uncle Ji glanced at Qiusheng and then at Han Li on the side.

Han Li shrugged, he smiled and said to Qiu Sheng who was on the side: "Okay, nephew, come on!"

"Yes! Uncle Master!"

Qiu Sheng replied respectfully.

Han Li nodded, he turned his head and said to the Jiu Shu who was on the side: "Brother, if you understand what's going on here, then I'll take a step!"

"Okay! Go ahead!"

Uncle Ji nodded, and Han Li turned around and left. At this time, Qiu Sheng on the side looked at Jiu Uncle curiously and asked, "Master, you just wanted to ask Master Uncle, he was chatting with the old ghost in the room. What is it? Why don't you ask?"

"Everyone has their own purpose. Since Junior Brother has no idea to say, then we shouldn't ask too much, understand?"

At this moment, Uncle Ji turned his head and looked at Qiu Sheng on the side, and said solemnly.

"If this kind of thing is not good, it may hurt the feelings between the brothers! You two, you must know!"

"Yes! Master!"

Wencai and Qiusheng nodded quickly.

"Well, it's not too early, let's go back to Yizhuang!"

On the other hand, Han Li was not in a hurry to return to the funeral shop. The high-end rice paper and yellow talisman paper in the funeral shop were already top-quality cinnabar, and they were all consumed when he painted the rune soldiers.

He wants to find some in the market.

These things are very expensive and not easy to buy, so Han Li plans to hoard some this time. After all, he can use it for refining other rune soldiers in the future!

With these thoughts in mind, Han Li first came to the bookstore and ordered a batch of high-quality rice paper. ,

However, a mere ten knives of high-quality silk and bamboo rice paper cost Han Li three hundred to present Da Yang.

This is a lot of money!

This made Han Li couldn't help sighing, making money is difficult, but spending money is very simple! Fortunately, these were robbed by fire, and Han Li didn't feel sorry for the money.

After paying the deposit, Han Li left the bookstore and went to the market in Renjia Town.

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