To be honest, Mamadi is not only unpopular after coming down the mountain, but his status is not very high when he is on the mountain.
Just imagine, an elder in his forties who has been in the mountains for nearly thirty years is slovenly and lazy, does not do anything, is arrogant, self-righteous, and always uses his seniority to overwhelm others. However, in terms of strength, he is already
There are many people who are lower than him but are diligent in cultivation and are almost as good as him.
How can this make people happy?
So after sneaking down the mountain in Mamadi, many people on the mountain were very happy. This uncle finally stopped harming these nephews and turned to harm others.
Who would have known that not long after these good days, he came back again...
Momati was forced to use chopsticks when eating with a bunch of people, but she still liked to eat with her hands when she was alone. Fortunately, her bad habit of picking her feet and nose was under the supervision of Uncle Jiu and the presence of her junior sister, Gu Gu.
Corrected.
However, several young apprentice nephews did not know this. They frowned slightly when they saw that Mumadi was still slovenly and unhygienic.
He said with some reluctance: "Uncle, have you finished your training outside and are you ready to come back?"
"Yeah, I found that the mountains are not as fun as the mountains, so I'm going back. Why, you all have a sad face, don't you welcome me?"
Mamadi was originally a little embarrassed when her nephews saw her grabbing food with her hands, and she was about to make excuses. Unexpectedly, these bastards looked disgusted when they saw her, felt a little unhappy in their hearts, and deliberately spoke in a sarcastic tone.
All the apprentices and nephews felt nervous when they heard it. It's over. The uncle's trip down the mountain still hasn't changed at all. When he comes back and is punished by the master, he will probably fall back into his old ways, and the comfortable life that everyone has been waiting for will be gone again.
Never to return.
Boss Zhang was also surprised when he saw Mamadi's expression. He was very polite when he ordered the food just now, but now he seems to be a different person.
That's not right. These people call him Uncle, which means he is a Taoist priest from Maoshan. What are the people who follow him and what do they do? What's going on with those unconscious girls?
Boss Zhang feels that his brain is not full.
Seeing that the atmosphere among everyone was somewhat solidified, Uncle Jiu coughed lightly and walked downstairs with his hands behind his back. When several young Maoshan disciples saw Uncle Jiu, their eyes lit up, and they all stepped forward and said respectfully:
"Uncle Lin!"
"Um."
Uncle Jiu still had the ice face, nodded slightly, and then said with a hint of dissatisfaction: "Mamadi is your uncle after all. Even if you do something wrong, you can't show it. This is the way to respect your teacher."
Do you understand the foundation of our Maoshan brand?"
"Yes, Uncle Lin, we know we were wrong." Several people nodded in agreement with shame.
After scolding the group of nephews, Uncle Jiu caught a glimpse of Mamadi looking smug and smug from the corner of his eye and shook his head. He came over and said, "Don't just talk about them. Look at you. You obviously behave well when eating with us. You are alone."
It became like this again;
Since you are determined to change yourself, you should start from the inside out and be the same on the outside no matter who you face, otherwise wouldn’t it become a face-saving project?”
Feng Yi heard Uncle Jiu's training from behind and secretly raised a big flag for him.
Brother Thumb, both sides have been given a hammer. They are impartial and fair.
On the other hand, Uncle Jiu is really ahead of his time. Now everyone knows about the face project?
Uncle Jiu's words made him blush. Especially in front of so many juniors, he felt unhappy and wanted to get angry. However, after thinking about Uncle Jiu's words carefully, he put all the anger and resentment back in his heart and said angrily: "I know.
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Although his tone was quite harsh, he still heard it and felt it in his heart. Uncle Jiu was still very satisfied.
Boss Zhang came to his senses and came over with a wry smile and said: "I didn't expect that you are all Taoist priests from Maoshan. Forgive me for my poor eyesight. I didn't recognize you. You even said some unwelcome words while you were in Haikou. Don't mind me."
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Uncle Jiu's sullen face showed a hint of smile and said: "Boss Zhang is so polite. You have been very considerate to us from the beginning to the end. We are grateful and you are not in a hurry. Why would you mind."
"Allow me to say a few words, but I don't know what to call him?" Boss Zhang had long noticed that Uncle Jiu was extraordinary and wanted to make acquaintance with him, so he took the initiative to say.
"My surname is Lin, and I rank ninth among my brothers. Everyone is
You like to call me Lin Jiu."
"It turns out that you are Taoist Lin Jiu who claims to be selfless. You are disrespectful and disrespectful."
Boss Zhang didn't just say it in a polite way, but he had really heard of Uncle Jiu's name. Unfortunately, his father was running the business here before, so he had never seen it. Today, he finally matched the name with the person.
Not to mention, Uncle Jiu’s unsmiling seriousness closely overlaps with his selflessness.
Uncle Jiu was a diligent practitioner when he was in the mountains, and he was naturally cold-faced. His master gave him the task of supervising the disciples. To put it simply, he was the dean of discipline in the school. Uncle Jiu was an extremely serious person. He was reprimanded by him and was imprisoned.
There are countless young disciples in the small black room.
But none of them disliked him. They praised him highly in private chats, which made the other brothers jealous. Among them, senior brother Shi Jian was the most popular. This is a story for later, so I won't mention it for now.
"Uncle Lin, who is this?" Several young Taoist priests asked proactively after seeing Feng Yi following Uncle Jiu without saying a word.
"Oh, this is my new apprentice, Feng Yi. He has just joined me, less than a year ago." Uncle Jiu did not deliberately show off.
Considering Feng Yi's current strength, he said very casually.
Several young Taoist priests had started their careers earlier than Feng Yi. They all raised their hands and said, "Hello, junior brother."
"Feng Yi has met all of you, senior brothers." Feng Yi returned the greeting with a smile.
After chatting for a while, everyone sat down. Boss Zhang was also very enthusiastic. Seeing that everyone was a Taoist priest from Maoshan, he took the initiative to ask the waiter to take away the food Mamadi had eaten before. After all, Mamadi’s hands were in a mess and the appearance was different.
point.
Then he served a sumptuous dinner for everyone again and asked for a treat.
Everyone had no choice but to thank him.
Maoshan needs a large amount of vegetables and meat, and Boss Zhang’s inn is built on the mountain, so it has gained a lot of glory. On weekdays, everyone is afraid to entertain guests. At most, two extra dishes are added during major festivals.
An extra pot of water will be enough.
Uncle Jiu was here today, so everyone boldly accepted it.
While eating, Feng Yi finally got to know the Taoist names of several people. The clear clouds, clear wind, clear pines and clear bamboos were all obtained after going up the mountain, and after accepting disciples
The name consistent with the Maoshan sect is Taoist Master Qianhe. His four disciples are named Southeast and Northwest. In fact, they all have the character Qing in front of them.
This is in line with the temperament of Master Qianhe, who is very serious in everything, even when playing mahjong...
As for Uncle Jiu, he was much more casual. Feng Yi, a literary talent born in Qiu, always used his original name.
It can be seen that although Uncle Jiu looks serious, he is not that serious.
