Chapter 23 Picking Glutinous Rice

Seeing Uncle Jiu suddenly froze.

Song Feng, who was watching the fun on the side, also became interested and came to Uncle Jiu with his crutches:

"Since you have bought the glutinous rice, why is Uncle Jiu so hesitant? Could it be that the glutinous rice is of poor quality?"

When he said this, he smiled and reached into the rice bag, as if he wanted to take out a handful of glutinous rice to take a look.

Looking at the palm that was stretched out, Uncle Jiu stretched out his hand and pushed Song Feng's hand away from the sack:

"Why would you, Uncle Seventh, need to trouble me with such rough work? It's just that some glutinous rice is not suitable for medicinal baths."

"Just wait for me to carefully select them. You, Seventh Uncle, just take a good rest..."

Looking at Uncle Jiu's somewhat stiff smile, Song Feng took advantage of the situation and then walked to the seat next to him with his crutches:
"Since there's no problem with the glutinous rice, let's give it to Wencai as soon as possible. If I delay any longer, I'm afraid that zombie teeth will grow out..."

When he said this, he turned his gaze to Wencai who was secretly listening.

Seeing that everyone was focusing their attention on him, Wencai quickly jumped up on the bed, then covered his mouth and quickly explained:

"I'm not, I don't, I don't have zombie teeth..."

Seeing him trying to cover up his mistake, Uncle Jiu's face darkened, and he shouted:
"In that case, why don't you jump quickly?"

Hearing this, Wencai jumped up and down on the bed in a panic, but wherever he walked, the glutinous rice was soon trampled black:
"Oh oh oh, I'll jump right now..."

Seeing Wencai had jumped up, Uncle Jiu turned his gaze to the bag of rice in front of him.

Now that I have said this, the sack in front of me is full of glutinous rice, not sticky rice.

Whoever comes must be glutinous rice!

And in order to fulfill this conversation, he had to pick out the huge pile of glutinous rice himself.

Just thinking about it makes him grit his teeth in hatred.

Thinking of this, he looked at Qiu Sheng who was yawning beside him with deep meaning:
"Good boy, you are now happy!"

Seeing Qiu Sheng’s overworked appearance, Uncle Jiu became more and more angry, and the more he looked at him, the more he wanted to twist his dog head off.

After so many years of practice, I can't even tell a female ghost apart. Where do so many romantic encounters come from in this world?

He has really practiced so much that he has become a dog's stomach. As a master, he can't even raise his head in front of his fellow practitioners!

Shame on you! Shame on you!

Although Qiu Sheng had fought for a long time and looked listless and yawned frequently, he subconsciously shuddered when he felt Uncle Jiu's gaze:
"What's going on? Do you have a cold? Why do I always feel a chill on my back?"

After looking around and touching his head to find nothing unusual, Qiu Sheng yawned again:
"Aha……"

After yawning, Qiu Sheng could no longer control his fatigue and fell asleep directly on the chair.

Even when he was asleep, he had a slight smile on his face, and he seemed to be in high spirits:

"Hehe... Hehehehe..." Looking at Qiu Sheng's lewd smile, Uncle Jiu, who was picking glutinous rice manually in a basin, became more and more angry.

Every time he picked up a grain of glutinous rice, he turned his head to look at Qiu Sheng who was sleeping soundly there:
"……snort!"

Even Wencai, who was jumping around beside him, could feel Uncle Jiu's mood. He didn't dare to be lazy at all and just kept jumping on the bed.

Just at this time.

Ren Tingting, who had just come in with a basin of water, put down the basin and came to Uncle Jiu:

"Uncle Jiu, is there anything I can help you with?"

Looking at the smiling Ren Tingting in front of him, Uncle Jiu said with a smile on his face:
"Since Tingting is here, please help me pick the glutinous rice. I'm getting a bit old, and my eyesight isn't very good anymore..."

After hearing Uncle Jiu's words, Ren Tingting walked over very seriously and listened to Uncle Jiu's instructions on how to distinguish between glutinous rice and sticky rice:

"Okay, Uncle Jiu, I'll do this kind of work, you just rest on the side first."

As expected of a young man, he picked the rice very quickly. Soon, a small pile of glutinous rice was piled in the basin.

Seeing Ren Tingting working hard, Uncle Jiu felt relieved, and even subconsciously glanced at Song Feng who was napping next to him.

Is this what it feels like to take advantage of your seniority? You know what, it's really quite comfortable!
After arranging the work, Uncle Jiu glanced at Qiu Sheng who was sleeping soundly, then quietly walked to the side and took out cinnabar and a brush:

"Since you sleep so soundly, I will let you take a good look at the true face of the beautiful lady you met tonight."

"I hope you won't be frightened after seeing the true face of this beauty..."

When Uncle Jiu thought about how Qiu Sheng met a female ghost and had sex with her, the brush in his hand began to creak.

If the news that a Taoist priest was actually bewitched by a ghost were to spread, it would be the most ridiculous thing in the world.

It's so embarrassing!
Thinking of this, Uncle Jiu gritted his teeth and continued to draw on Qiu Sheng's chest with the brush in his hand:
"I'm going to teach you a lesson today!"

After finishing the last stroke, Uncle Jiu couldn't help but smile:
"Okay, you're done!"

As long as Qiu Sheng takes off his clothes, the cinnabar talisman painted on his body will make the female ghost on the opposite side look bad.

This is not only a surprise for Qiu Sheng, but also a big surprise for the female ghost.

He wanted to see who had the courage to do so.

In the territory of Renjia Town, there was actually a female ghost who dared to seduce his uncle's disciple. She was simply so bold!
At this moment, Uncle Jiu heard a chuckle, and the voice was even behind him:
"Haha... Uncle Jiu's talisman is indeed very beautiful, but whether it is useful or not is a matter of opinion..."

Uncle Jiu was concentrating on drawing the talisman just now and didn't expect that there was someone standing behind him. He was startled when he heard the voice:
"what!!"

But then, when he realized that it was the old monster Seventh Uncle who was scaring him from behind, he said with the same smile:
"My Maoshan magic talisman is naturally extraordinary and magical, so ghosts and gods will naturally avoid it."

"It's not like some unorthodox techniques that become less effective at critical moments, always leaving people feeling very disappointed..."

(End of this chapter)

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