"Qiu Sheng, a literary talent, prepare pens, ink, paper, inkstones, and swords!"
"What?"
Qiu Sheng and all the literary talents asked.
Obviously I didn't understand what it meant. These two guys have been working with Uncle Jiu for so many years, and they are really working hard.
Uncle Jiu said angrily:
"Let your senior brother tell you what it is!"
Xu Ce smiled faintly. His serious mood was relieved by the two guys, and he said:
"Master means that I need a writing brush, black ink, yellow paper, a kitchen knife, and a wooden sword.
Also, grab another big rooster and bring it over."
When the two of them heard this, they understood. Wen Cai scratched his head and said,
"Oh, these things, Master, if you explain them as plainly as Senior Brother, we can understand them too.
Qiusheng, do you think so?"
Qiu Sheng nodded deeply, expressing his agreement.
Uncle Jiu glared at them. He really wanted to slap the two of them to death!
Seeing that Uncle Jiu was getting angry, the two guys ran out quickly.
"Disciple Xu Ce, how about you do it later?"
Xu Ce was slightly stunned. Uncle Jiu trusted him very much, and then he cupped his fists and said,
"I will obey my master's orders."
Uncle Jiu sighed quietly,
"Hey, your two junior brothers are good at everything, but they are a bit stupid and lazy. I will try to leave many things to you as a teacher in the future.
As the senior brother, you set an example for them, and I hope they can understand the good intentions of being a teacher and learn something from it."
"Master has good intentions, Qiu Sheng and Wen Cai will definitely know it."
When Xu Ce said this, even he himself didn't believe it. With the slow reaction of those two guys, it would be strange to really understand that, so he should comfort Uncle Jiu.
While the master and apprentice were talking, Qiu Sheng and Wen Cai had already prepared things.
Wencai held a big rooster in his hand and said with a naive smile:
"Hey, there's chicken to eat again."
As expected, this guy's focus is completely on a different channel than Uncle Jiu and Xu Ce.
What the hell, I was thinking about eating, and I was speechless.
Even Qiu Sheng couldn't stand it anymore and said angrily,
"Wencai, you just know how to eat!"
"What's the matter? It's stewed. Don't you want to eat it?"
Wencai replied naturally,
"I feel so happy to eat chicken twice in a week."
"Okay, don't say anything anymore, your senior brothers will start casting spells now, please watch carefully!"
Uncle Jiu stopped the conversation between the two.
"oh."
The two of them became quiet.
Xu Ce grabbed the big rooster handed over by Wen Cai, twisted the chicken's neck with one hand, and slashed the chicken's neck with the knife in the other hand.
As the big rooster struggled, bright red chicken blood dripped into the bowl.
The rooster is the most yang and strong thing, and the rooster's blood is the essence of the rooster's most yang and strength.
It is also supplemented by Maoshan's secret method, which is essential for exorcism. Along with black dog's blood and boy's urine, it is ranked as Maoshan's exorcism magical artifact.
It's just pity for the big rooster and the black dog. If there are monsters and monsters, their chicken's life and dog's life will be taken away.
In fact, Xu Ce had another idea in mind, that is, the Niubi Taoist priests in Maoshan probably originally liked eating chicken and dog meat.
So I found such a very reasonable reason.
After using chicken blood and dog blood to eliminate demons, you can naturally eat and drink as much as you want.
Put down the cock.
Xu Ce made a Taoist seal with his hand, suddenly poked a grain of rice into the glutinous rice bowl on the altar, put it on his index finger, and flicked it towards the candle, and the grain of glutinous rice started to burn.
Xu Ce muttered some words, blurted out the Maoshan Taoist secrets, and suddenly threw the glutinous rice into the bowl filled with chicken blood. The bowl of chicken blood burst into flames.
Then, Xu Ce poured the black ink from the bamboo box into it, mixed it with the chicken blood from Zhiyang Zhigang and stirred it evenly.
The Maoshan magic weapon Bagua Mirror prepared in advance is fastened on it, and the magic is done!
After a while, Xu Ce picked it up and moved the Bagua mirror to reveal a gap, where mixed black ink and chicken blood dripped into the ink fountain.
A surging Yang Zhiqi aura emerged.
"Elder brother, what is this?"
Wen Cai looked at it for a moment, then pointed at Mo Dou and asked.
Without waiting for Xu Ce to answer, Qiu Sheng grabbed the conversation and looked down at the literary talent.
"You're so stupid, Mo Dou, you don't even know Mo Dou.
The carpenters in the town use ink fountains to stretch the threads to ensure they are horizontally and vertically."
Xu Ce nodded,
"Yes, this is Mo Dou."
"Then, where is this ink fountain bullet, senior brother?"
Qiusheng asked.
Xu Ce smiled and pointed at the coffin,
"Naturally, the bullets are placed on the coffin. The entire coffin must be mounted. Be careful not to miss any place.
Take it."
Xu Ce handed the ink fountain to Qiu Sheng.
Wen Cai looked at Mo Dou, scratched his head and asked:
"Senior Brother, Master, can this really prevent Mr. Ren from transforming into a corpse?"
Uncle Jiu shook his head and glared with hatred,
"Wencai, Qiusheng, you read the same books and learn the same things as your senior brother, why don't you understand anything?
The most yang and strong chicken blood, combined with Maoshan Taoist secrets, the chicken blood has magical power.
Although there is no ability to prevent Old Mrs. Ren from transforming into a corpse, if Old Mrs. Ren really transforms into a corpse, he can be trapped in a coffin.
If you can't get out, you won't be able to cause trouble and harm the world.
Do you understand?"
Without waiting for the two to answer, Uncle Jiu continued:
"After this incident, whenever your senior brother reads a book, you have to recite it to me several times and memorize it all.
If anyone doesn’t memorize it, well, let’s see how I deal with you!”
For a moment, both of them looked miserable. Reading was killing them.
"What, you're still not happy?"
Uncle Jiu looked at the two of them with expressions that looked like they were eating dead flies. He suddenly lost his breath and said angrily:
"With you two apprentices, what evil have I done!"
Qiu Sheng, Wen Cai lowered his head and murmured in his mind, "It was like this before. Master, something is wrong with this state. Could it be that he is sick?"
However, the two idiots didn't dare to say it out loud. Uncle Jiu was very angry and was afraid of being beaten to death.
Xu Ce also felt a little sad for Uncle Jiu, because in addition to being Uncle Jiu's apprentices, these two guys were also his junior brothers.
What a sin.
"Master, don't be angry, just hand them over to your disciples."
Xu Ce could only comfort him.
Uncle Jiu glared at the two guys and snorted coldly,
"You, if only you were half as good as your senior brother!
No, it would be nice to have one-tenth of what your senior brother has!"
Then, Uncle Jiu waved his hand and walked out of the morgue, out of sight and out of mind.
"Elder brother..."
The two of them could really feel that Uncle Jiu was angry, and they felt uncomfortable in their hearts. Looking at Xu Ce, who had only been here for a few days, they suddenly felt that they were really useless.
Xu Ce looked at the two of them, not wanting to speak, and pointed at the coffin, meaning, let's get to work.