Chapter 0533: Integration, the road to rectification, the strong
Liu Shiba's eyes bulged and the corners of his mouth twitched. The nine generals called themselves widowers and called themselves dad. How could they be so deceitful?
When the nine generals returned, Liu Shiba slightly probed deeply:
"Do you listen to what I say?"
The nine generals were stunned with their hands behind their backs, and a smile that was uglier than bitter appeared on their stiff cheeks, and they whispered:
"You must listen to your father and uncle. My uncle said that without my father, there would be no me..."
"The forehead is made..."
Liu Shiba cursed in a low voice, then looked at the nine generals seriously and explained:
"Keep the word dad in your heart, and from now on you can call me..."
Liu Shiba considered it for a moment, then raised his eyes to look at the other eight people surrounding him and the nine generals.
"Come on, everyone, come over here! Sit down, take a break, and smoke a cigarette."
Liu****** touched his chin, looked at Lu Xiaolin and said:
"Give each of you one trumpet."
Lu Xiaolin was reluctant and muttered:
"I rolled this specially for you. From now on, I will roll it for you alone..."
"You talk a lot of nonsense?"
Liu Shiba glared, so scared that Lu Xiaolin didn't dare to murmur, and quickly took out an oil paper bag from his close-fitting backpack.
When I opened it, I saw that there were densely packed handmade horns inside the oil paper package, numbering at least thousands.
Each of the nine people shared a trumpet, and even the three women Liu Qianqian, Feng Qingwu, and Zhu Yingtai also lit one each and started swallowing it with relish...
"Tsk, tsk, tsk! It smells so good. Xiao Linzi's craftsmanship is really impressive."
Liu Qianqian, a heavy smoker, praised it.
"Well, the most important thing is that the cigarette paper is made of French special cigarette paper, which is extremely expensive.
This kind of cigarette paper was only available to the French royal family and nobles in the past. It is a special cigarette paper provided by the royal family. I wonder where you got it from?"
Chen Haowen muttered something in his mouth, looked at Lu Xiaolin and asked.
"Well, I asked that boy from the Ning family to get it done."
Lu Xiaolin laughed triumphantly, as if everyone liked his trumpet and gave him the biggest trophy.
<楸> "You asked Ning Haidong to get it? Can he get it?"
Liu Shiba's eyes flashed and he said curiously.
Lu Xiaolin was stunned and recalled:
"Ning Haidong couldn't get it either. It seems that his mother, your mother-in-law Li Meijia, went to find the Fei family's daughter-in-law, Zhao Meilun, to get it. Aren't they cousins?"
"Um?"
Liu Shiba's heart moved.
Zhao Meilun is the mother of Fei Anping, the grandson of Fei's family, and she has some ambiguities with Fei Liguo.
The only thing that is certain is that there must be something wrong with Zhao Meilun's younger brother Zhao Qianjun, the commander of the Kyoto Guard Division.
And the father of Zhao Meilun and Zhao Qianjun, Zhao Tingyun, is an extremely elusive figure, with black and white unclear...
If the Zhao Meilun siblings really have a problem, then the question is, if Lu Xiaolin goes to ask for cigarette paper, will the other party think of anything?
Everyone knows that Liu Shiba likes to smoke Lu Xiaolin's cigarettes.
Liu Shiba thought about it and sighed in his heart!
I didn't expect that Lu Xiaolin, a fool, would leak the whereabouts of his group for a mere cigarette paper.
Liu Shiba looked at Lu Xiaolin quietly, turned to Yamamoto Xiaoying and Liu Qianqian, who had changed their names to Feng Qingwu, and said solemnly:
"Qingwu, you and Qianqian are together. Both of you are spies. Take Lu Xiaolin aside for a good check."
Feng Qingwu and Liu Qianqian looked at each other with strange expressions on their faces.
"What to check?"
Liu Qianqian asked curiously.
"Check the clothes on his body. Take off all his clothes, including his shorts! The main thing is to check whether there is a tracking device. Don't let go of any corner of his clothes..." Liu Shiba looked at Lu Xiaolin indifferently.
When Lu Xiaolin heard this, he trembled all over, looked confused, and then said in shock:
"Master, spare me, I didn't mean it..."
Liu Shiba couldn't laugh or cry:
"Spare your sister, I don't know who you are yet? You are my brother, that's nonsense! But you will definitely reveal my whereabouts unintentionally, there is no harm in checking."
Waiting for Feng Qingwu and Liu Qianqian to pull the reluctant Lu Xiaolin away.
"Juanke!"
Only then did Liu Shiba cough lightly, attracting all the attention of the remaining people to him.
Liu Shiba cleared his throat and said loudly:
"We come from all over the world and come together for common goals and hobbies, or for love, or for some other purpose...
Now, I want to tell you something. From now on, all descendants of the Five Elements and Three Families, or people in the Ten Cultivations, including everyone here, never call me master again. I listen.
awkward……
Times are progressing. I don’t like this kind of overly condescending title, and I’m not used to it. I just need to respect and recognize it in my heart..."
"Then what should I call you? We won't all want to follow these nine generals who are neither humans nor ghosts. How about I call you dad?"
The bandit Elianhu asked with twisted corners of his mouth.
"Dad, you are such a ghost, where is your brain?"
After saying this, Liu Shiba couldn't help but smile bitterly. He turned to look at the stiff Nine Generals and chuckled:
"I will call you Laojiu from now on, and you are not allowed to call yourself a widower..."
The nine generals nodded stiffly, with a hint of confusion in their blank eyes...
Then, Liu Shiba turned around, looked at everyone and smiled:
"When I was in the Black Prison, they called me uncle, so I will quote you today. You will call me eighth master from now on."
Cao Xiong pursed his lips and said:
"Laozi is your elder and your grandfather's apprentice. How dare you let Laozi call you Master Eighth? Can't I call you Shiba?"
Liu Shiba's face was straightened and he said seriously:
"That's right! Lao Cao, you can call me whatever you want in private, but in front of others and behind others, you must call me Ba Ye."
Cao Xiong was shocked when he heard this, his eyes flashed, he gradually stood up, straightened his back, clasped his fists and said:
"The seventh grade of fortune-telling among the ten cultivators, Cao Xiong, the sixth-grade physiognomist, has met the eighth master."
After calling out, Cao Xiongcai chuckled and said:
"Your grandfather is indeed right. You finally understand that you can't do anything alone, and you want to start integrating the Ten Cultivations of the World and the Five Elements and Three Families, right?
It seems that powerful enemies have made you grow faster..."
Liu Shiba's eyes flashed with sharp light and said:
"That's right! The truth of the world is that there are no rules, no rules, no hierarchy, no hierarchy. From now on, I will rectify my name and set the style for the captain of Mojin. My name will be Ba Ye..."
After listening to Liu Shiba's words, Allen Hu hesitated for a while, then reluctantly stood up and clasped his fists:
"Ai Lianhu, the thief of the Three Families of the Five Elements, has met the Eighth Master."
Zhu Yingtai also twisted her waist and stood up, saying respectfully:
"The Three Families of the Five Elements, Zhu Yingtai, the helmsman of the Orchid Sect, has met the Eighth Master."
At this time, Feng Qingwu, Liu Qianqian, and Lu Xiaolin came over. They were not far away and heard Liu Shiba's words clearly.
Liu Qianqian spoke first:
"Red Handkerchief is at the helm. Liu Qianqian has met the Eighth Master."
Liu Shiba nodded with a smile and turned to look at Feng Qingwu...
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PS: Today’s delay is also drunk and has absolutely nothing to do with Liu Shiba. This is the second update today. The next chapter will be around 11 o’clock, so stay tuned!
