From the World of Uncle Nine, The Heavens Summon Gods to Refining Generals

In just three or two years, this man became prosperous. Not only did he have 300 people under his command, but he also bought property and built a large villa.

The only fly in the ointment is that although he got married early in these years, his wife has never given birth to a son or a daughter for him.

Although Marshal Long himself is not a good person, he still loves his wife very much. Although he often goes out to look for flowers and flowers, he has never brought anyone home.

These days are over, and Dashuai Long is very happy, because his wife is pregnant. She has been pregnant for almost seven months. She finally has a successor, so Dashuai Long feels very happy.

But a strange thing happened recently. For some reason, Marshal Long suddenly started to tremble for no apparent reason, his face turned white, his lips turned blue, and the most frightening thing was that there was a sore on his neck.

Because of this problem, they invited all the local doctors, but everyone was at a loss and there was nothing they could do.

At first, Marshal Long didn't care, but as time went by, he felt something was wrong. At first, he was just shaking, but then gradually, his body felt more and more out of control, and his nails grew faster and faster. , and it’s not worth it. I always want to scratch something.

So he found a subordinate who kept holding a board in his hand, and would take it out for him to scratch when his hands were itchy.

And every time after Long Dashuai catches this, he always feels a sense of satisfaction from the bottom of his heart and feels very comfortable.

On this day, Michelian mentioned Uncle Jiu. As Michelian's husband, Marshal Long actually knew about Uncle Jiu, but he had never been happy to deal with Uncle Jiu.

Of course, there is nothing wrong with this. After all, no normal person can have a good first love with his wife.

But as the condition became more and more serious, and some doctors said that this might be related to metaphysics, Marshal Long had no choice but to believe this.

So on this day, I half-heartedly agreed to let my sister-in-law go find Uncle Jiu.

When Uncle Jiu came, Marshal Long was eating. He found a Japanese cook from somewhere and made a lot of foreign stuff to eat.

While eating, Nianying walked in with Uncle Jiu, master and apprentice.

"Brother-in-law, my sister asked me to ask Master Zhengying to come and see you!"

Although Marshal Long knew about this, he still said it deliberately.

"I'm not sick. Except that my feet are a little stiff, my fingernails are a little long, and my neck is a little itchy, there's nothing wrong with me at all!"

While he was talking, Uncle Ninth and others were also looking at him. After such a long period of training, Qiu Sheng and his two literary talents had finally mastered it. They guessed the situation and murmured in a low voice:

"Master, I think he seems to have been poisoned by corpse poison!"

Wencai also interjected: "I've been through this situation before, and the itching was quite comfortable!"

And Nianying also advised: "Don't be like this, it's my sister's wish!"

Hearing this, Marshal Long didn't say anything else, but waved his hand and said: "Okay, okay, forget it, someone is here, add a seat!"

"Yes!"

As the attendant next to him moved the stools, Marshal Long stared at Uncle Jiu and said, "You're all here, let's sit down and eat sushi together, you tempeh hero!"

“Tempeh…”

"Britain?"

Qiu Shengwen just heard this and asked a little inexplicably.

Hearing their questions like this, Marshal Long certainly did not miss any opportunity to damage Uncle Jiu's reputation, so he gossiped with Qiu Sheng Wencai next to him: "Your master used to compete with others for women and couldn't, so he ran to become a Taoist priest. , those Taoist brothers and sisters, they call him Taoist Ying, Taoist Ying, and when they shout, they become Douchiying, Douchiying!"

After listening to this, the talented Qiu Sheng and his two men paid no attention to Uncle Jiu, who had a dark face next to him, with an expression of sudden realization on his face.The Nianying on the side couldn't help but grinned.

Of course, she still had some normal training. Besides, she invited the person here, so she couldn't embarrass him so much, so she quickly advised:

"Brother-in-law, there are always customers passing by, so don't laugh at Master Zhengying like this!"

When Marshal Long heard this, he just shook his head and groaned. There was no way he could apologize to Uncle Jiu.

At this time, the attendant next to him also moved a chair, and Uncle Jiu also said it didn't matter.

Seeing that the situation was back to normal, Nianying didn't stay any longer. She said something like "you can eat whatever you want" and then went upstairs by herself.

While eating here, the few people gradually started to communicate normally. In the final analysis, they didn't have any big grudges.

And Uncle Jiu didn't have any grudge against Marshal Long for seizing his wife. It was Uncle Jiu who gave up on her, and there were many reasons for this, which couldn't be explained clearly in one or two sentences.

To this day, although Uncle Jiu feels a little regretful, he doesn't have to do anything.

Marshal Long has a similar mentality. In the final analysis, this is just a rumor from back then. Uncle Jiu did not really fall in love with Michelian, and Michelian was not snatched from Uncle Nine. .

So Marshal Long just felt uncomfortable and had no intention of doing anything.

So the communication gradually became normal. Uncle Jiu was a little deliberate. He was just being a bit silly to Marshal Long in front of him and didn't communicate with him seriously.

As he was talking, Uncle Jiu asked here: "By the way, has the Marshal had any weddings or funerals recently?"

Marshal Long was indeed a fool. When people asked him, he didn't respond politely. Instead, he said: "My sow died, my boar was widowed, and half a year ago, my dad died!"

"Where to be buried?"

"Ancestral hall!"

"Take me to see!"

"Oh, let's watch it after eating!"

After just a few words, it became clear that Dashuai Long's brain seemed to be really lacking in strength.

Uncle Jiu has traveled all over the country in recent years and has seen this a lot, so he doesn't feel dissatisfied and doesn't take it seriously at all.

At this time, there was only a lump of mustard left on the plate. The three masters and apprentices had never seen this, so Uncle Jiu relied on his advantage as the master to snatch the lump of mustard and stuffed it into his mouth.

This thing is so heavy that most people can't stand it. Even Uncle Jiu, the top of his head was numb from being hit by this mustard, his nose was suddenly clear, and tears flowed out.

Watching Dashuai Long burst into laughter.

While things were being pretentious here, Michillian walked in with a big belly, and there was a maid supporting her next to her.

As soon as Uncle Jiu saw her, he stood up involuntarily, and then approached her.

The latter also looked at Uncle Jiu intently, their eyes met, and a thousand words came together into one sentence: "Brother Ying, long time no see!"

"Sister Lian, how are you?"

The two haven't seen each other for so many years, but they still miss each other even more. (End of chapter)