After hearing Jingjing's footsteps leaving, my aunt stood up shakily, bent down to the air and said, "I'm sorry for causing you trouble."
"This can't be done. You are Wencai's aunt and also our relative. From now on, you can live here with peace of mind." Uncle Jiu said with a rare smile.
"Thank you." My aunt smiled brightly. When Wencai saw his master saying this, he smiled like a chrysanthemum. Then he realized something was wrong, moved his body slightly, and silently blocked the paper umbrella.
Uncle Jiu seemed not to notice. He talked to his aunt warmly, asking questions. Feng Yi and Qiu Sheng were still laughing at first, but then their expressions became stiff. This is not Uncle Jiu's style...
My aunt couldn't see, but her perception was very strong. Although she didn't know what happened, she vaguely sensed that something was not right in the atmosphere.
"Okay, it's getting late, so I won't disturb your rest. Wencai, please take good care of your aunt." Uncle Jiu stood up and said as if he was finally tired of talking.
Seeing Uncle Jiu say this, everyone breathed a sigh of relief, as long as there was no problem.
"Hey, this umbrella is good. Where did you buy it?" Uncle Jiu walked straight towards the paper umbrella in the corner as if he had discovered a new world.
In an instant, the nerves of everyone in the room became tense. Did Uncle Jiu mean what he said, or did he say it unintentionally?
"Master, it's just an ordinary umbrella. If you like it, I'll go to the town to buy you a better-looking one tomorrow." Wencaipi stood in front of Uncle Jiu with a smile and said.
"Why, you said it, it's just an ordinary umbrella, can't you even look at it as a teacher?" Uncle Jiu's eyes widened, and Wen Cai immediately turned into a bitter face, quietly moved away, and looked at Feng for help.
Yihe Qiusheng.
Feng Yi was now not sure whether Uncle Jiu had noticed the problem or not, so he gave Wencai a calm look.
"Well, this umbrella is really good, beautiful and elegant, but it looks a bit delicate, like it is used by women." Uncle Jiu took the umbrella in his hand and observed it carefully before saying.
Qiu Sheng rolled his eyes and walked forward with a smile: "Master, umbrella
It would be nice to be able to keep out the rain. How can it be so complicated? There are men and women."
"Well, what you said makes sense."
Uncle Jiu nodded approvingly, and then shouted in a condensed voice: "Umbrellas are meant to cover the rain, not for you to hide!"
As he spoke, he opened the paper umbrella and said sternly: "Don't come out yet!"
With a crash, Xiao Rong, who was hiding in the umbrella, fell to the ground.
When several people saw that something was wrong, they realized that Uncle Jiu had discovered the problem a long time ago, and their expressions changed. Wen Cai stepped forward and said, "Master, please listen to my explanation, Master."
"What are you explaining? The female ghost dared to appear in Yizhuang, where I, Lin Zhengying, live. She obviously doesn't take me seriously!"
Without saying a word, Uncle Jiu took out his own ghost-catching rope from his body, and locked Xiao Rong's neck with a snap. The ghost-catching rope was red, with a bell tied to each end, which was a soul-inducing bell.
Extremely lethal.
If the ghost does not move, it will suffer damage from the rope; if it moves, the bell will ring, which will be even more lethal, and in severe cases, the ghost's soul can be destroyed.
Xiao Rong was locked around the neck and tried to struggle.
The bell kept buzzing, and it couldn't help but let out a miserable scream.
"Xiao Rong, Xiao Rong, what's wrong with you? Daozhang Lin, Awen, what happened?"
My aunt sat up from the bed tremblingly. She couldn't help stroking her hands in front of her body, feeling very anxious.
Now no one has told her aunt about Xiao Rong's death. Before getting off the bus, Xiao Rong said she was going out to buy something and would be back soon. Her aunt didn't think much about it, but now the secret was about to be revealed.
Feng Yi supported his aunt and said, "It's okay, aunt, Xiaorong fell down."
Then he glanced at Qiu Sheng. Without saying a word, Qiu Sheng picked up the scissors from the table and cut off one end of the ghost rope. He helped Xiao Rong and walked out. Wen Cai stood in front of Uncle Jiu very discerningly.
In front of him, he said: "Master, don't worry..."
"stand up!"
Uncle Jiu pushed Wen Cai away and saw a trace of anger flashing in his eyes as he saw the ghost-catching rope being cut in his hand. These apprentices actually helped this female ghost. He was so angry that he was so angry. What a misfortune for the sect.
It was raining heavily outside, and Qiu Sheng didn't know where to take Xiao Rong.
Let's go. The lights in the hall are still on, which means that Master Shimu and Master Ikkyu haven't rested yet, so they can only run in the opposite direction.
"Awen, where did Xiao Rong fall? Why is your master so angry? Does he dislike us? Let's leave quickly."
The aunt didn't know what happened, but she still felt Uncle Jiu's anger. She mistakenly thought that Xiao Rong had offended him and spoke cautiously.
"No, aunt, you can rest in the room for a while. It will be fine in a while." Wen Cai couldn't bear to tell his aunt about Xiao Rong, so he persuaded her, turned around and ran out.
"Feng Yi, Daozhang Feng, tell me, what happened, why do I feel something is wrong?" My aunt grabbed Feng Yi's arm and asked repeatedly.
"Auntie, it's just a small misunderstanding..." Feng Yi also had a headache. He had already guessed that Uncle Jiu would not be able to accept it with his temper. He did not expect that he would be so irritable and would not listen to their explanation at all.
"Master, stop chasing Xiaorong, she is really a literary cousin." Qiu Sheng shouted while hiding.
"Yes, Master, my aunt is old and blind now and needs a cousin.
Take care of them, please don’t break them up, okay?” Wencai held Uncle Jiu’s arm from behind and begged.
"Shut up, I think you are all obsessed with her!" Uncle Jiu shook off Wencai's hand and rushed forward again.
"Brother, what happened?"
Taoist Master Four Eyes was drinking tea. Hearing the commotion outside, he and Master Yixiu came out. When they saw Xiao Rong, his expression changed. He went back to the room and took out his big sword and said: "A ghost dares to appear here."
Yizhuang, senior brother, let me help you."
Feng Yi couldn't help but smile bitterly when he heard Taoist Master Simu's words, Uncle Master, why did you come out to join in the fun?
Uncle Jiu and Daoist Simu attacked from both sides. Xiao Rong was no match. Not long after, he was whipped by Uncle Jiu again and screamed. My aunt couldn't hold it back and walked out of the house tremblingly.
He came out and shouted: "Xiao Rong, Xiao Rong, Taoist Lin doesn't like us, let's go."
Xiaorong felt miserable when she saw her aunt's appearance. She quickly came to her side, supported her and shouted aggrievedly: "Mom."
"Master, uncle, misunderstandings, they are all misunderstandings."
Feng Yi took the initiative to stand up and said: "My aunt and Xiaorong came to Jiuquan Town to look for Wencai, but Wencai followed you to Renjia Town. Something happened on the way, and it turned out like this. Fortunately, they finally met again this time.
,This is also a great joy, isn’t it?”
Considering that his aunt was nearby, he did not point out the fact that Xiao Rong died.
