Chapter 25 Boiled Eggs

Chapter 25 Boiled Eggs

Chapter 25 Boiled Eggs

"I slept for such a long time..."

He opened his eyes slightly and moved his body a little, then looked out the window:
"It's already late today. It looks like Uncle Jiu will be back soon. I just don't know what he gained this time, and whether he suffered a big loss..."

Although Uncle Jiu may have become more cautious because of his words, it has to be said that having a teammate who is a drag is indeed very annoying.

Especially considering that Uncle Jiu and the many Taoists in Maoshan are very protective of their followers, it feels even more frustrating.

It's impossible to shatter the soul of one's own disciple with just one palm, right?
But the problem is, if you don't hit him, he will hit you. One is tied up, while the other not only goes all out but also has the blessing of a female ghost.

The ending has almost been decided.

Sometimes you really can't just mention this person's name casually. Mention Cao Cao and he will appear.

Just as he finished talking about Uncle Jiu, he heard Qiu Sheng's loud shout coming from outside the charity cemetery:

"Seventh Uncle, we are back~"

Before anyone could be seen from afar, the voice had already been heard from outside the charity cemetery.

Then, Uncle Jiu's voice was suppressed and he scolded:
"Keep your voice down, aren't you ashamed?"

Just after Uncle Jiu finished scolding Qiu Sheng in a low voice, the two of them walked into the charity cemetery in tattered clothes.

Even when he walked into the charity cemetery, Uncle Jiu subconsciously looked around.

When he looked around and didn't see Song Feng, he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief:

"Huh... Fortunately, fortunately..."

I guess Seventh Uncle must be asleep. It’s good if he’s asleep, because if he’s asleep he won’t have to see this embarrassing scene.

However, just when he was feeling somewhat relieved, he suddenly heard the sound of a cane hitting the ground:

“…Snap!”

When he heard the sound of the cane, Uncle Jiu's heart skipped a beat.

"It's over!"

Sure enough, what followed was the unique teasing voice of the Seventh Uncle:

"Hey, Uncle Jiu, are you back from exorcising demons? Why is your robe so dirty? Did you run into a zombie on your way back?"

When he said this, Song Feng had already walked out the door with a cane:

"By the way, why is Uncle Jiu's wine jar missing? Didn't you say you wanted me to see what kind of ghost could have bewitched this kid Qiu Sheng?"

The moment Song Feng walked out, Uncle Jiu turned his head, covered his eyes with his hands, and said:
"Seventh Uncle, this matter is a little complicated. Some things need to be explained in detail. Wait for me to sort it out and then come back to tell you in detail..."

After saying this, he ignored the gazes of others, turned around, and walked towards the ancestral hall with his hands behind his back.

If it weren't for his panda eyes, others would have thought he had really returned from a victorious battle.

Seeing Uncle Jiu walking towards the ancestral hall with his hands behind his back and his head held high, Ren Tingting, who was picking glutinous rice in the house, said with great admiration:
"Uncle Jiu is so amazing. There is nothing that he can't solve..."

Looking at Ren Tingting's admiring expression in the house, and then looking at Uncle Jiu who was walking towards the ancestral hall with his hands behind his back like a master.

For a moment, Qiu Sheng almost couldn't hold back his laughter.

Seeing Qiu Sheng's struggling expression, Song Feng picked up his cane and knocked on his head:
"You are still laughing, kid. You have screwed your master so badly this time. Just wait for his revenge."

"Uncle Jiu is such a proud person, and you hit him hard, so I guess you will feel bad after solving the zombie problem this time..." After hearing what Song Feng said, Qiu Sheng, who almost laughed, froze his smile:
“Ha…hahaha…that’s impossible…”

He felt a little guilty when he said this. How could he not know how petty his master was?
It's over, it's over, it's dead now!

Seeing that Qiu Sheng knew he had gotten into trouble, Song Feng smiled and pointed to the kitchen next to him, then to the ancestral hall in the distance:
"If you don't want to be punished so badly, cook two eggs and send them to your master."

"As a Taoist priest, you were actually possessed by a ghost. You really brought shame to the Maoshan clan."

"Who knows, Uncle Jiu is probably thinking about how to deal with you, a little fellow who dares to betray his master and ancestors..."

Hearing what his seventh uncle said, Qiu Sheng shuddered subconsciously.

Based on his understanding of Uncle Nine, things may have been developing in the direction that Uncle Seven said.

Thinking of this, he hurriedly ran to the kitchen, took two eggs and started to boil water:

"Yes, yes, yes. I'll send it to the master right away..."

Seeing the master and apprentice go to the kitchen and the ancestral hall respectively, Song Feng smiled and shook his head, then walked into the room again with his cane:

"Pap...pap...pap..."

When he saw that the big bag of glutinous rice was almost being picked out one by one, he smiled and said to Ren Tingting:
"It's enough to pick out these. You should prepare first. Uncle Jiu will probably come out soon and start giving Wencai a medicinal bath."

Hearing Song Feng's words, Ren Tingting looked at the remaining mixed glutinous rice and nodded:
"Okay, Uncle Seven, I'll get it ready right away."

the other side.

Qiu Sheng boiled water to cook eggs, and in just a short while, he cooked two hot eggs.

Then, he remembered his seventh uncle's teachings and trotted towards the ancestral hall with the two hot eggs in his pockets:

"Master, I'm here to bring you some eggs..."

When he ran to the door, he subconsciously opened the door of the ancestral hall and ran towards Uncle Jiu who was sitting in front of the altar.

However, when he saw Uncle Jiu sitting in front of the altar weaving a straw man while holding two eggs, he could not help but be stunned:
"Master... the eggs are here..."

He handed over two boiled eggs with both hands, while Qiu Sheng stared blankly at the scarecrow in Uncle Jiu's hand.

Then I felt relieved.

That’s good, thanks to my seventh uncle’s guidance, otherwise I would have been in big trouble this time.

Nowadays, the little grass man has been almost pierced by all the grass while boiling an egg. If Uncle Jiu has to wait for himself to boil the eggs, he will probably suffer in the future.

Uncle Jiu, who was weaving the straw man, didn't expect Qiu Sheng to be so thoughtful and even gave his master two eggs to apply on his eyes.

For a moment, Uncle Jiu was also stunned.

Looking at the two hot eggs in front of him, Uncle Jiu thought for a moment, then put the half-woven scarecrow aside and took the two eggs.

"You are still kind-hearted!"

Watching the master put the scarecrow aside, Qiu Sheng finally let go of his worry.

"Huh~ I finally survived."

The older the ginger, the spicier it is, and it still has to be the seventh uncle!
(End of this chapter)