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Chapter 98: Waiting for the oil pan

"Lightning Thunder Fist!"

Shi Jian shouted angrily and punched out.

Seeing this punch, Zhang Heng finally understood why Master Xu said that Shi Jian didn't care about the number of enemies.

After entering the eyes, the punch was like lightning. After the lightning hit the first ghost, it turned into a chain of lightning and shot out in all directions.

In just an instant, six ghosts were beaten to pieces. If the mana consumption was not taken into account, the thousands of ghosts present were not enough for him to kill alone.

"Amazing!"

Zhang Heng glanced at it.

Ten people actually have ten ways to collect ghosts. It’s really up to the master to lead them in. It’s up to one person to show off.

"receive!"

Zhang Heng held a cloth bag and lured away a ghost, whispering: "When I look back, I have to be as cool as my uncles."

"Big Brother!"

Just as he was thinking about it, Uncle Jiu stopped Shi Jian: "These ghosts haven't done any evil, why bother beating them to death?"

"Lin Jiu, you haven't become the leader of the Fulu Sect yet, is this going to be my fault?"

Shi Jian held the electric light in both hands: "Are you the senior brother, or am I the senior brother?"

After saying this, he raised his hand and punched the group of ghosts. This punch came out with anger, and in just an instant, more than a dozen ghosts were beaten to death.

"Senior brother, these ghosts were designated by the Yin Division to be captured. If you kill them all, the number is wrong. How will my apprentice pass this level?"

Uncle Jiu raised his eyebrows, not angry but proud.

Shi Jian squinted his eyes, knowing that now was not the time to break up with Uncle Jiu, so he said fiercely: "Then you can solve it yourself, I don't care."

After saying that, he walked directly outside the formation.

"Uncle Master, what did Master Master tell you?"

Zhang Heng came to Uncle Jiu.

Uncle Jiu sighed and whispered: "You, the great uncle, can no longer tolerate me."

"Brother Heng!"

Wencai also came up, pointed at a purple-clothed ghost and said, "It's her. If she hadn't confused me, I wouldn't have used the incense to charm Yinzai and let these ghosts go."

Zhang Heng raised his eyes and took a look.

This female ghost in purple is exactly the female ghost named Xiaoli in the movie.

"Brother Heng, you must teach her a lesson for me."

Wencai said with an expectant look on his face.

"Easy to say."

Zhang Heng took out a willow branch from his talisman bag, raised his hand and hit the female ghost in purple.

Give it a shot and you'll be three inches shorter.

The female ghost in purple was not very tall to begin with, but in the blink of an eye she was beaten into Wu Dalang, and was taken away by Uncle Jiu who couldn't bear it.

"I'm so exhausted. Have you cleaned up?"

First Mao jumped off the altar and flexed his hands and feet: "I'll go back and exercise more, otherwise I won't be able to trouble Zhuge Kongming."

"There should be no more in the Bagua array."

Uncle Jiu glanced at him: "Everyone, come down. If there are any fish that slip through the net, I will just make two more trips."

Upon hearing this, everyone jumped off the altar one after another.

Uncle Jiu bowed to everyone and said, "I'm very grateful for your help today. Let's go to Yibin Building for a few more drinks while it's still early."

"Yes, yes, I'm hungry again after all this time."

Rubbing his stomach numbly: "We don't need to pack things. If we don't pack them, we'll leave."

"No need to clean it up, just leave it to my men."

Zhang Heng called an officer and told him to clean up the place, and told him: "After finishing, let the cooking team kill a few sheep and have a good meal. Each person will be given half a catty of wine and have a day off."

"Yes, Marshal."

The officer left happily.

Yibin Building.

When everyone walked into Yibin Building, they found that Shi Jian and Shi Shaojian were also there.

They sat at the door and met everyone. The situation was a little awkward for a while.

"Sir, the pork rib rice here is good."

As the host, Uncle Jiu still wanted to be decent, so he ordered the waiter in the store: "Add two portions of pork rib rice and two side dishes to this table, and they will be included on my table."

"No, I can still afford the pork rib rice."

Shi Jian no longer wanted to argue with Jiu Shuxu, his eyes were full of coldness: "I am not in the habit of taking charity."

"Senior Brother, then you eat slowly, I will go and greet the other senior brothers."

Uncle Jiu nodded to everyone: "Let's go over there."

No one answered.

Most of them were on good terms with Uncle Jiu and were not very fond of Shi Jian, their senior brother. If they had to choose between the two, no one would choose Shi Jian.

"Eat and go back early tomorrow morning."

Seeing everyone's reaction, Shi Jian's face turned even colder.

“The pork ribs rice here is really good, the sauce is very fragrant and the pork ribs are also tasty.”

Zhang Heng asked the literary talents to sit down: "When you go back in the future, you can write to me or send me a telegram if you have anything to do. Our masters are all good friends, so naturally we are also friends."

"Nothing to say, nothing to say."

Aqiang stood up and toasted Zhang Heng: "Brother Heng, I accept you as the eldest brother. What orders do you have in the future? You can tell me."

"Easy to say, easy to say."

Zhang Heng had a smile on his face.

Unlike Uncle Jiu and Zhenren Qian, who cannot teach disciples, the two disciples in Mamadi, Aqiang and Ahao, are still full of wisdom.

The ability makes sense, Aqiang is in the late stage of Qi training, and Ahao is in the middle stage of Qi training.

By the time they reach the age of Taoist Master Qianhe and Uncle Four Eyes, they should have completed their foundation building and their strength will be similar.

Of course, generally speaking, A Qiang’s group of 70-generation disciples are not as good as Jiu Shu’s group of 69-generation disciples.

Remove the highest value Taoist Master Qianhe, and remove the lowest value Taoist Master Qianhe.

Seed disciples like Uncle Jiu and Zhenren Xu had basically reached the mid-to-late stage of Foundation Establishment realm by the time they were thirty years old.

Zhang Heng looked back at people like Qiu Sheng, Jiale, Qian Shui, Ah Xing, Ah Qiang, and Ah Hao.

It’s hard to say whether they will be able to reach the foundation-building realm when they are thirty. Even if they include the blessings of Dongtian Paradise, they will probably reach the early to mid-stage of the foundation-building realm, and the whole thing will drop a level.

If the Cave Heaven Paradise is no longer open to the public, more will be lost. The cultivation level of the core disciples of their generation may be two levels worse than the core disciples of the previous generation.

"Sure enough, there is no future in the Dharma Ending Plane, so it is imperative to teach people to ascend."

"Come on, Uncle Star Reacher, you are Maoshan's No. 2 future, you can do it."

Zhang Heng thought to himself.

"Brother Heng, Brother Heng."

Just as he was thinking about it, Wencai pushed Zhang Heng's arm: "Look at Shi Shaojian."

Zhang Heng raised his eyes and saw Shi Shaojian smiling like a weasel who had stolen a chicken.

"What's wrong?"

Zhang Heng saw it late and did not see what Shi Shaojian did specifically.

Wen Cai whispered: "Shi Shaojian just pulled out the hair of the restaurant owner's daughter."

"hair?"

Ah Qiang whispered: "Ah Hao and I often pull out each other's hair to play pranks on each other, but this Shi Shaojian is definitely not planning to play pranks on the hotel owner's daughter, right?"

"I guess it's because of sex."

Zhang Heng whispered: "It's just the first time he and this girl have met, so I'm afraid he had bad intentions when he pulled out his hair."

"Then what should I do? Should I stop him?"

Axing was a little undecided: "How about we tell Master and them?"

"How old are you when you tell Master everything?"

Aqiang replied, and then asked Zhang Heng: "Brother Heng, what do you think?"

"I said?"

Zhang Heng's eyes turned and finally fell on Wencai: "How do you feel now?"

"I felt a little weak in my legs after being grabbed by those ghosts and sucking in some Yang Qi."

Wencai answered truthfully.

"Fart, you were drained dry by the female Bodhisattva that afternoon."

Zhang Heng hooked his fingers and motioned for Wen Cai to come over.

After Wencai came over, he whispered: "You plan to go back to Wuhua, right?"

"Yes, I'm going back, so I won't cause trouble to the master in the future."

Literary talent is somewhat listless.

"That'll be easy."

Zhang Heng whispered: "Uncle Shi, now he has become a serious problem for Uncle Jiu, like a fish in his throat."

"What can I say? Right now, there is just an opportunity for a break between my uncle and my uncle, just like Liu Bei captured Xichuan and Pang Tong fell to Fengpo."

"If Pang Tong dies at Luofengpo, Liu Bei will have reason to attack Xichuan."

"Similarly, if Shi Shaojian really has evil intentions..."

Zhang Heng looked at Wen Cai: "Do you dare to clean up the house for my uncle?"

Wencai scratched his head a little: "Brother Heng, I'm stupid and can't understand those principles. Just tell me what to do and I'll listen to you."

"That's easy. I'm going to appoint you as the Rongcheng Security Team, Captain of the Security Brigade."

"If someone commits a crime within your jurisdiction, I allow you to execute the death penalty and execute it immediately."

"For a while, you look at Dian Shi Shaojian and follow him to see what he is going to do."

"If it is against the law and discipline, shoot him."

"Afterwards, Uncle Jiu will drive you back to Wuhua, but my uncle will definitely not give up. If you shoot Shi Shaojian, he will definitely attack you."

"As soon as the great uncle takes action, Uncle Jiu and our master will have reason to take action against him."

"Of course, so the question now is whether Shi Shaojian is up to no good. If so, do you dare to risk your life and share the worries for your uncle?"

"If he does it and you dare, Uncle Master will no longer have any worries."

Zhang Heng patted Wencai's hand and said earnestly: "Now, Uncle Master can't sleep at night! There are dark clouds covering the sun!"

Wen Cai gritted his teeth and said, "Brother Heng, I have no problem. I have already risked my life once today, and I don't care if I risk myself one more time."

After saying that, Wencai was a little embarrassed: "I'll shoot him, but I don't have a gun!"

Zhang Heng waved to the door.

Soon, a guard in plainclothes trotted in: "Commander."

"Put down your sidearm."

"Yes, Marshal."

The guard placed a horse card player on the table respectfully.

"Didn't Mi Nianying teach you this stuff before at the Marshal's house?"

"Take it, this gun is loaded, you will act accordingly when the time comes."

Zhang Heng pushed the pistol to Wencai: "You are the security captain of Rongcheng, so it is reasonable for you to carry a gun. Similarly, when you encounter someone committing a crime while patrolling, it is also reasonable to shoot him twice, right?"

"Master has supported me for twenty years. Today, it is my time to repay him."

Wencai hid the pistol and looked at Zhang Heng: "Brother Heng, I, Wencai, am a man now. I'm leaving."

Watching the literary talent's back.

It wasn't until he disappeared that Zhang Heng slowly withdrew his gaze and looked at Aqiang and the others: "Brother Heng is not a stingy person. If you call me brother, your fortune will be inevitable in the future."

"Brother Heng, I listen to you."

Ah Qiang was the first to express his stance, then looked at his junior brother Ah Hao and asked, "What do you think?"

"What nonsense did I say?"

Ah Hao also expressed his position: "Brother Heng, I also listen to you."

After saying that, several people looked at Ah Xing at the same time.

Axing blinked and spread his hands: "I am the youngest here, you are all senior brothers, I will not object to what you decide, count me in."

Everyone smiled.

"Brother Heng, can Wen Cai do it? You have so many subordinates. If it doesn't work, just find someone else."

Ah Wei was a little worried.

"You can't change people. If someone else does this, what if your soul is sucked out?"

Zhang Heng had his own considerations: "Literary talents are different. He is my disciple of Maoshan. No matter how big a mistake he makes, the most he will do is to be reincarnated, and he will not be able to use the axe."

"So only he can do this. If he does it, with Uncle Ninth's protection, our intercession and the protection of other division commanders, he still has a chance to survive."

"If ordinary people do it, they will die and wait to be put in the frying pan."


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