"Xiao Li, please don't go. That Shi Jian is not a good person. If you show up, you will inevitably be targeted. If anything, Shi Jian is much more hateful than Shi Shaojian.
After all, if it weren't for Shi Jian's connivance, Shi Shaojian wouldn't be like this. As the saying goes, it's the son's fault if he doesn't teach his father. Master, master, once a teacher, always a father, the real responsibility actually lies with Shi Jian."
Xu Ce turned to look at the female ghost Xiaoli and said slowly.
The female ghost Xiaoli frowned, thought for a while, and said:
"Well, it's just a pity. That old bastard is not a good thing, and I know that.
However, even though I won’t go, you can tell me what happened when you come back.”
The female ghost Xiaoli looked at Uncle Jiu again as she spoke, and continued with a smile:
"Then I will stay in Yizhuang and guard your home."
Uncle Jiu was startled for a moment, guarding the house? Does Yizhuang need someone to guard it?
Moreover, you are a female ghost, guarding the home of Maoshan Taoist priests, what do you mean? Uncle Jiu was a little confused for a moment, what is the situation?
Uncle Jiu didn't understand why, Qiu Sheng was a literary person who was heartless and would not think too much at all.
However, Xu Ce can be regarded as possessing the ability of a "prophet". This female ghost Xiaoli has been attracted by Uncle Jiu's masculinity. A 40-year-old boy has scarce resources.
Especially Uncle Jiu looks so classy, which perfectly fits the aesthetics of the female ghost Xiaoli. The last time she saw Uncle Jiu for the first time, she was a little moved, but this time at a close distance, her heart was moved.
The feeling is more obvious and cannot be missed.
Xu Ce coughed twice and said:
"Ahem, well, since Xiaoli is willing to stay and guard the house, that's the best, so that we can have no worries."
Hearing these words, Uncle Jiu became even more confused. Do you still have worries about the future?
It's as if some bandits are plotting against Yizhuang. If any ordinary person dares to come to Yizhuang to steal something this late at night, Uncle Jiu respects him as a man!
"Wait a minute, disciple Xu Ce, do you really want her to stay in Yizhuang?"
Uncle Jiu pointed at the female ghost Xiaoli, whom he was not familiar with. To be honest, Uncle Jiu's first impression of the female ghost Xiaoli was not favorable. It was this female ghost who tricked Qiu Sheng and Wencai, and then stabbed such a big thing.
Here comes the basket.
"Master, the little beauty is very kind. If she wants to stay behind, let her stay behind. We can rest assured when we go out to do things."
"I agree, Master. We unanimously approved it with three votes. That's it. It's been a long time since we set off. Shi Shaojian has already finished packing."
Qiu Sheng, Wen Cai said.
Uncle Jiu was speechless. He suddenly realized that his master's status in Yizhuang had plummeted. He even got drunk when he came up with the matter of voting.
That’s it, that’s it!
The apprentices have their own opinions, which is actually not bad. At least it proves that they have grown up.
"Okay then, let's set off, you..."
Uncle Jiu looked at the female ghost Xiaoli and said helplessly:
"Yizhuang will be left to you for the time being."
"Hmm, uncle Ninth, don't worry. With me here, Yizhuang will be able to take care of everything."
The female ghost Xiaoli said with a smile. At the same time, her eyes kept looking at Uncle Jiu, over and over again. The more she looked at him, the more satisfied she became. He spoke so tastefully, so masculinely, so manly.
The female ghost Xiaoli looked at Uncle Jiu's expression, it was like she was lost, and she felt like she had been conquered invisibly.
"Ahem, let's go."
Seeing Uncle Jiu being extremely embarrassed by the female ghost Xiaoli, Xu Ce quickly changed the subject.
Uncle Jiu's face was sweating, and before he knew it, his face turned red from being stared at by the female ghost Xiaoli.
"Yes, yes, let's go."
As he spoke, Uncle Jiu waved his hand and ran out of the gate of Yizhuang as if running away.
"Kekeke..."
The female ghost Xiaoli couldn't stop laughing. Uncle Jiu's deflated look made her even happier, especially Uncle Jiu's cheeks were red and shy, just like a big boy. Is this the feeling of heartbeat?
?
Qiu Sheng, a literary genius, scratched his head in confusion, "What's going on? Why is the master's face red? Also, what does Xiaoli's look at the master mean?"
Could it be...
Both of them thought of a possibility: Xiaoli might have fallen in love with the master!
Damn, how can the taste be so strong? They are two young men under the age of 20 who are strong and physically disdainful, but they like old bacon rather than fresh meat.
"Let's go! Why are you still dazed?"
Xu Ce kicked each of them.
Qiu Sheng and Wen Cai came to their senses and quickly picked up Shi Shaojian's body and walked outside.
It didn't take long, and it was still dark before the group arrived at the inn where Shi Jian was.
"What are you doing here!"
Shi Jian looked at Uncle Jiu leading the team, with three disciples following behind him. Two of the disciples were holding something in their hands, and he asked with a frown.
It was such a late night, Shi Jian didn't think that Uncle Jiu would be so kind and come to him for any good things.
Moreover, the two sides have already formed a quarrel, so naturally they will not look at each other in a good light.
Uncle Jiu was also unhappy, but he still said:
"Elder brother, I came here this time to return someone to you."
"Return to the people? What do you mean?"
While speaking, Shi Jian cast his eyes on the long bamboo mat carried by Qiu Sheng and Wen Cai. At the same time, he had a bad premonition in his heart. He pointed at the bamboo mat and asked:
"What's in that?"
Uncle Jiu waved his hand, Qiu Sheng and Wen Cai placed the bamboo mat on the ground and then pulled it open.
The figure of Shi Shaojian inside was revealed. At this time, Shi Shaojian was still breathing, and he was not dead yet, but his eyes were extremely hollow and lifeless, as if he was a walking corpse.
And coupled with the bloody body, I'm afraid this is what the real walking dead will look like.
"Shaojian disciple!"
Shi Jian's heart tightened. The bad premonition turned out to be this. Seeing Shi Shaojian covered in blood, he felt heartbroken. Shi Shaojian was not only his apprentice, but also his son! He had always been his pet peeve, but now
It became like this.
Shi Jian stroked Shi Shaojian's pulse, and saw that although the pulse was very messy, his life was still there, and it was not impossible to save him. He felt a little relieved, and then Shi Jian continued to check other parts of Shi Shaojian's body.
When it reached the crotch position, Shi Jian felt a chill in his heart. Where is the bird?
Gone!
Shi Jian looked at Shi Shaojian's empty eyes. With Shi Shaojian's virtue, even if Shi Shaojian didn't say anything, Shi Jian could roughly guess why he was so desperate.
Not only Shi Shaojian is desperate, Shi Jian is also desperate. Shi Shaojian is his only bloodline, and now that this only bloodline has no longer the function of carrying on the family line, the Shi family will be cut off!
Shi Jian suddenly turned his head to look at Uncle Jiu, with anger in his eyes, and yelled through gritted teeth: