Uncle Jiu: Hang up and ask for magic, I will become a god by spreading beans.

"Master, Brother Yuan is fine. "

It's okay, it's just that the spiritual power in the body is exhausted, you cook him some porridge to drink." "

I'll go now!" I

don't know how long later, Zhang Yuan woke up from his coma in a daze, and when he opened his eyes, he saw a mushroom-headed man looking down at him, his face very close to him.

Moreover, there is still a strange smile on that young and old face, which gives people the feeling of how obscene it looks.

"What the hell!" Zhang

Yuan, who was taken aback, subconsciously threw a punch, and the old face that was close at hand flew out.

"Oops!"

Why does this voice sound so familiar?

Zhang Yuan, who was completely awake, heard the man's scream, and immediately felt very familiar, he looked carefully at the man who was beaten out by himself, and was stunned for a moment.

He realized that he didn't know when, and he was already lying in the back hall of Uncle Jiu's Yizhuang.

"Brother Yuan, why did you suddenly hit me?" Wen Cai, who was punched away by Zhang Yuan, got up from the ground and looked at Zhang Yuan with a sad face.

Zhang Yuan scratched his head embarrassedly, and said with a smile: "I'm sorry, Wencai."

"When I woke up, I was dazed, I didn't recognize you at once, and I thought that someone was plotting against me, so I must be careful next time."

Hearing Zhang Yuan's words, Wen Cai was so frightened that he took two steps back, and said in a slightly frightened voice: "You still want to have a next time, I won't take care of you like this, it's too dangerous." Zhang

Yuan, who knew that he was at a loss, didn't say anything, but kept playing haha.

Wencai is an orphan adopted in the town, who grew up from eating 100 family meals, and when he grew up, he helped the original old people of Yizhuang to watch Yizhuang.

Later, the old man died of illness, and before he died, he gave Yizhuang to Uncle Jiu, while Wencai continued to live in Yizhuang.

It wasn't until a year ago that he was officially accepted as a disciple by Uncle Jiu, a year later than Qiusheng.

Because after Zhang Yuan came, he has been helping the inferior and cowardly Wencai to come out, and Zhang Yuan's personal charm is too strong.

Wencai has always called Zhang Yuan his brother Yuan, and Qiusheng calls him Ah Yuan like Uncle Jiu.

Compared with Qiusheng, who doesn't come often during the day and has to go home at night, Zhang Yuan and Wencai are closer.

"By the way, Wencai, how did I come to this Yizhuang, I remember that I should be in the medical hall?" Zhang Yuan asked with a puzzled expression.

Wen Cai brought over the porridge that had been boiled before, put some on the table next to Zhang Yuan, and replied: "I don't know, it was the master who came back with you, saying that your spiritual power in your body was exhausted or something.

Zhang Yuan nodded, guessing that it should be the pillar of light formed by his previous cultivation of the "Please Divine Technique", which attracted the attention of Uncle Jiu, and then came over to check the situation.

I happened to see the scene where my spiritual power was exhausted because I asked the magic to be used for too long, so I brought myself.

By the way, my please god bean!

Zhang Yuan hurriedly rummaged through his body, and finally found the one in his sleeve that exuded a purple-gold glow, and there were cracks on the surface to form a yellow character.

"It's good that I didn't lose it.

After carefully putting the bean into one of his pockets, Zhang Yuan drank all the porridge in front of him, feeling warm in his stomach.

Zhang Yuan, who was still unsatisfied, took the small pot of porridge over, bowl by bowl of porridge, and drank all the porridge in the pot in Wencai's distressed eyes.

"Hiccup~!"

Zhang Yuan, who felt that his stomach was a little supported, had a long burp, then stood up and stretched, and asked Wen Cai: "Wen Cai, where did Uncle Nine go?" Wen Cai

, who was looking at the empty pot blankly, said in a complaining voice: "The master should be in the courtyard." "

Oh, then I'll go find Uncle Nine.

Zhang Yuan, who moved his body a little, turned around and walked towards the courtyard.

Looking at Zhang Yuan, who was leaving, Wencai said faintly: "I originally wanted to use this porridge for dinner..."

Zhang Yuan, who came to the courtyard, found that it was already dark, and he had been in a coma all day, no wonder he was so hungry.

The full moon hangs above the sky, looking down on the whole world.

In the courtyard, Uncle Nine was sitting cross-legged in the center of more than a dozen jars, his hands folded, and he whispered something in his mouth, giving people a sense of sacredness under the illumination of the moonlight.

The surrounding altars emitted a faint white light, like devout believers listening to God's parables.

Seeing this, Zhang Yuan did not disturb Uncle Jiu, but stood aside and watched this scene with a smile.

"Maoshan's "Duren Sutra" is really worthy of its name, and every time I watch it, it gives people a shocking feeling. "

There are all kinds of ghosts and monsters in the jar around Uncle Nine, and he will exceedite these ghosts every day to help them clear away their evil and transcend as soon as possible.

Most of the time, though, it's in the room where the jar is stored.

Only those ghosts who have been eliminated from evil and are about to be transcended, Uncle Nine will perform the final transcendence on the night of the full moon to help them reincarnate.

After the last sentence of the "Crossing People Sutra" was recited, Uncle Nine opened his eyes and waved his hands at the altar, and the runic paper sealed on the altar spontaneously combusted out of thin air and dissipated into ashes.

The jar without the seal of the rune paper suddenly shook, and then white light came out of the mouth of the altar.

Uncle Nine took out a paper crane from his arms, chanted a spell in his mouth, and the paper crane slowly flew up.

"Follow the crane for a while, it will take you to the Huangquan ferry, and the rest of the way is up to you.

As soon as the words fell, the crane turned into a streamer and flew towards the east, and the ghosts in the jar couldn't wait to chase the crane.

I only heard a dozen jars making loud noises, and more than a dozen white lights chased the cranes.

Uncle Jiu, who was done, turned his head to look at Zhang Yuan, who had been watching the play on the side, frowned, and said seriously: "Wake up, how is your body?"

Zhang Yuan trotted over and said with a hippie smile: "I just woke up, and I drank some porridge and got better."

"Thank you, Uncle Nine, if you hadn't saved me, I wouldn't have known how many days I would have to lie down."

Uncle Nine looked Zhang Yuan up and down, and after making sure that Zhang Yuan was really fine, he breathed a sigh of relief.

Although Zhang Yuan is not his own apprentice, he is the first junior he really taught, and he has long regarded him as his own apprentice.

Seeing Zhang Yuan fall to the ground in the morning really scared him.

Now seeing that Zhang Yuan was still smiling and smiling, without any remorse, Uncle Jiu's face suddenly darkened, and he said angrily: "You kid, you don't look at how many catties and taels you have, you dare to use the magic technique for a long time, how can you think that your life is long."

Seeing that Uncle Nine was really angry, Zhang Yuan hurriedly straightened his expression and said seriously: "Don't dare next time." Uncle

Nine was discouraged, and just as he was about to say something, he heard a sudden knock on the door outside.

Zhang Yuan consciously ran over to open the door, and as soon as he opened the door, he saw a sturdy figure rushing over, but fortunately, Zhang Yuan flashed fast and was not hit.

"Uncle Nine is not good

, Uncle Nine!" The person who rushed in shouted at Uncle Nine as soon as he entered the door, looking very urgent.

Uncle Jiu, who heard the voice, walked over quickly and grabbed the figure that almost hit Zhang Yuan just now.

"Daring, what's wrong with being so anxious?" The

middle-aged man who was called Daring said in a somewhat stammering voice panting: "Nine, Uncle Jiu, go and see my brother, he, he, he doesn't know what's wrong, he's been unconscious, straight, straight." Uncle

Jiu, who realized that something was going to happen, hurriedly said to Zhang Yuan: "Go back and pack your things, let's go and have a look." With that, he hurried into the house.

As soon as he entered the house, Uncle Nine saw Wen Cai holding a pot with a depressed look, thinking that Wen Cai was still thinking about eating, and suddenly became angry.

"Wencai, hurry up and pack your things, the porridge won't be cold when you come back.

Wencai, who was suddenly scolded, looked at the empty pot in his hand to Uncle Jiu with a look of grievance, and said: "I can't drink it, the porridge that was originally intended to be used for dinner has long been drunk by Brother Yuan."

"Besides, there is no rice left at home, and I'm afraid I'm going to be hungry tonight." Hearing

this, Uncle Jiu, who was originally angry, was suddenly stunned, and then looked in the direction of Zhang Yuan Hospital and squinted.

Wen Cai, who saw this scene, trembled twice in fright, hurriedly shrank to the corner, and muttered in a low voice: "Master squinted, someone must be unlucky, Brother Yuan, take care." "