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

No wonder!

Han Li can become own junior, and Wencai, an untalented fellow, is still only a named disciple of own!

Thinking of this, Jiu Shu sighed slightly.

For so many years, he did not help the literary talent fight, but the literary talent is really unsatisfactory. He has his own teaching, and for so many years, he hasn't gotten the skills!

In fact, the mud can't support the wall!

These thoughts flashed in Jiu Shu's mind.

The house was quickly cleaned up, and Han Li locked the door of Baishipu.

"Brother, let's go!"

Han Li smiled and said at the Jiu Uncle in front of him.

"Um!"

Following the roads of Renjia Town, following Jiu Shu, he quickly walked out of Renjia Town, passing through a forest and rice fields, and quickly caught Han Li's eyes, passing through the rice fields, and a wilderness appeared. The mansion stands above this wilderness.

"Uncle Master, that is the Yizhuang! Because everyone thinks that the Yizhuang is a place where the dead live and is very unhappy, so we are not allowed to be near the village, so the master built the Yizhuang in this place where the birds do not shit. ."

Wencai spoke a little bit indignantly. He was a bit wronged. It was obvious that this righteous village was for everyone. Whose family had no relatives who died and was sent to the righteous village?

Why not let Yizhuang close to the village and town!

Han Li heard the indignation in Wencai’s tone. He smiled slightly and didn’t say much. After all, it’s normal for the villagers to be afraid of the righteous village, and he has never seen where the righteous village can be. Built in the downtown area.

After all, it is easy to be taboo.

"Just say a few words, you will die!"

Uncle Jiu gave Wencai angrily.

"It's normal for normal people to avoid dead people. Did you comment on the neighbourhood like this?"

Hearing what Jiu Shu said, Wen Cai was stunned and did not dare to say anything.

The three of them quickly walked to the gate of Yizhuang and pushed open the gate of Yizhuang. At this time, Qiu Sheng was sweeping the floor, and when he saw the three of Jiu Shu, smiles suddenly appeared on his faces.

"Master! Wencai, you are back!"

Qiu Sheng greeted him, smiled and looked at Jiu Shu.

Jiu Shu nodded, and he said to Qiu Sheng on the side: "This is what I told you before, your uncle Han! He just arrived in Renjia Town two days ago."

"Uncle Master?"

Hearing the words of Uncle Jiu Sheng, Qiu Sheng was stunned for a moment. He looked at Han Li aside with a weird expression. Han Li looked like a very young person. It might not be certain whether he is in his twenties or not. He is younger than himself. I actually want to call him Uncle Shi? Is there a mistake?

"What? Any comments?"

Uncle Jiu squinted and glanced at the side of Qiu Sheng and said in an angry voice.

"No, no..."

Qiu Sheng hurriedly bowed to the side of Lin Feng and said, "Uncle Master!"

"Um!"

Han Li smiled and nodded.

"Come on, Junior Brother Han, come in!"

Uncle Jiu made a please gesture towards Han Li who was aside.

Han Li nodded and walked into Yizhuang. His eyes swept across Yizhuang, and a trace of emotion flashed in his eyes. The scene in front of him was so familiar and unfamiliar.

Before he crossed, I don’t know how many Lin Zhengying’s zombie movies have been watched. The Yizhuang in front of him has appeared in many zombie movies. Therefore, Han Li is very familiar with the scene in front of him!

Glancing his gaze among the surrounding antique buildings, a smile flashed in Han Li's eyes and strode to the front of the hall.

Uncle Nine followed Han Li, and the two came to the front of the hall. They sat on both sides of the main seat in front of the desk of Eight Immortals and after the salute.

And Wen Cai Qiusheng also sat down on the seats on both sides.

Just when Uncle Jiu was about to talk to Han Li about Maoshan.

"Ring Ling Ling!"

"Yin people aisle, Yang people avoid!"

Not far from Yizhuang, a faint voice came.

Jiu Shu suddenly stopped the thought of continuing to talk to Lin Feng. He glanced at Lin Feng and said with a slight smile: "It's just right! Simu Junior Brother is here too! It happened to be a banquet for the two of you in the evening!"

With that said, Jiu Shu said to Wencai Qiusheng on the side: "You two, go out to meet your uncle Simu!"

"Yes! Master!"

Wen Cai Qiusheng nodded.

Soon, a Daoist with eyes walked into the living room, and when he came to the living room, his mouth was still muttering: "You two rascals, be gentle with my guests!"

With that, the four-eyed Daoist raised his head and saw Jiu Shu and Han Li on the side.

Daoist Four Eyes saw Han Li sitting on the main seat, and he was slightly taken aback.

"Brother, who is this?"

Without Jiushu's introduction, Han Li stood up by himself and said with a smile on the face of Simu Dao on the side: "Brother Simu, my name is Han Li, I have seen brother!"

"Han Li?"

The four-eyed Taoist was taken aback for a moment, but soon he reacted, his face was suddenly full of enthusiasm, and a faint look appeared in his eyes.

"You are the disciple that the master took some time ago! Younger brother! Fortunately, you will meet me! Your brother, I haven't been in the mountains for so many years."

The four-eyed Daoist spoke to Han Li with some shame.

"What did the brother say."

Han Li smiled. At this time, Uncle Jiu, who had been silent on the side, said with a smile on his face, and said to Han Li and Daoist Four Eyes on the side: "Okay! I am here to meet you both. Banquet, I was afraid that you would come too late! I didn’t expect that the time would be just right! What a fate! Come on, Brother Simu, sit down!"

With that said, the three re-booked their seats.

The three of them talked and laughed. After all, they all came down from Maoshan. They all studied art in Maoshan. They also learned from the same person. Speaking, there is a special kind of closeness. Not long after, Han Li and Simu Dao Master and Jiu Shu have completely gone.

The brothers and the brothers are all smiling, talking and laughing, and the atmosphere is very harmonious.

As the topic was talking, it quickly turned to Han Li who was aside.

"I heard from the brothers from Maoshan before that Junior Brother Han's background seems to be very unusual! I heard that he is an overseas student who has studied in the West, and his cultural literacy is not average!"

Uncle Jiu on the side asked Han Li somewhat curiously.

Han Li smiled and said humbly: "No, no, but the family is in trouble. My parents passed away early, and the last little money left was lost to the Western world by me, a prodigal son. How can cultural literacy be called high? , Can only be considered barely enough!"

"Heh! Not bad! In Maoshan, there is actually an overseas student who drinks foreign ink, and the one who is still staying is Western! Then how could Junior Brother Han worship Master Maoshan?"

Hearing the words of Uncle Jiu, the eyes of the four-eyed Daoist who looked at Han Li completely changed. His eyes were full of curiosity, and he looked at Han Li on the side.

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