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Chapter 14 Ask Uncle Jiu to die!
The originally pale complexion quickly recovered under the influence of the treatment!After more than a dozen shots, He Xiu opened his mouth and spat out a large mouthful of blood.

Ke Ren had become sharp-eyed, and when he stretched out his hand to grab it, he was so powerful that a ghostly arc of light appeared, which was a blessing in disguise.

This was something He Xiu didn't expect. Could it be that the ghost baby's ghost skills had some special qualities because he ate its soul?

What should I call it, acquired magical power, Yin Lei?
Looking at the surrounding environment, it was terrible: "Qingqing, where are we now?"

Qingqing watched He Xiu recover and started complaining mode: "Brother Xiu, we are in Renjia Town. Last night, Lin Jiu and the others saw that Fei Zong in Ping'an County was absorbing the blood essence of the entire city. He ran away more than anything else. Quick, I had to find a door panel, tie a rope, drag you and escape, and I only got here at noon."

He Xiu looked at Qingqing, who was covered in tattered clothes and dirty clothes. She could only say one sentence, but only she knew the hardships and hardships involved.

At night, He Xiu was tied up with a rope and a door panel, and he was running for his life on this rugged wild road.

"Well, I've recovered, let's go!"

"Brother Xiu, what spell did you use just now? Why haven't I seen you use it before?"

"Oh, I was in a coma. Grandmaster taught me this. I call it healing."

"It's amazing! Give it to me. Look, my legs are purple."

He Xiu also wanted to try it out!The experiment was very successful. After a burst of light, Qingqing felt comfortable for a while. She had recovered from the bruises on her body. She was worthy of being rewarded by her ancestor.

The old Chinese medicine doctor next to him, a little dim-eyed, stared at He Xiu and the two of them: "This is impossible, what is going on? Come on, young man, let me take your pulse."

He Xiu quickly refused. The first priority now was to buy two sets of ready-made clothes: "No, just rest! We are hungry now and have to go to eat. Goodbye. I wish you good luck."

I wish you good luck. I don’t know if they will have any luck when the zombie comes tonight.

on the street.

There was a buzz of people, and the place was still very prosperous, with people living and working in peace and contentment.

He Xiu was carrying a heavy cowhide bag and three swords.

Qingqing followed behind. Her clothes were in tatters and she was very embarrassed. After all, the people were conservative.

"Boss, how do you sell your ready-made clothes?"

Originally, the boss didn't like it when He Xiu and the two walked in. After all, who likes shabby customers?

But when he saw the sword on He Xiu's waist, he swallowed the words of chasing people away. People in this world can kill people and run away at any time. Counting on the security team in the town is just a dream.

Thinking of this, the shopkeeper's smile widened: "Hey, objective, foreigner! You've come to the right place."

Seeing He Xiu standing there, she didn't even mean to be polite to him, so she quickly said: "Sir, look, I have copy satin, Ku satin, Ning silk, flower line spring, bright ground yarn, solid yarn, and Zhidi yarn. , Hangluo, Hangfang, Shengfang, Shaofang, Hu crepe, everything from north to south! But the price is so high!!”

He Xiu slapped a handful of oceans on the table and said, "I want a few sets of ready-made clothes. My wife and I want a few sets. Just ones that are easy for walking, sitting and lying down. If it's fabric, just buy two pieces." Well, I'll give it away. Uncle Jiu and his wife in Yizhuang know about it, and you can help buy it."

"Uncle Nine...Oh, Uncle Nine, I know! I know! He is married! Why didn't I know?"

"My wife, who just got married yesterday, hasn't held a banquet yet. Shouldn't we congratulate her on her arrival?"

"Oh, that's it. The old tree is sprouting new buds. It's awesome. Hey hey hey, you are too talkative. Sir, please come and measure the size. Let me tell you, in this town, I am the only one who has ready-made clothes. No one else has it. No." The woman inside heard the noise and came out to help. When she saw Dayang on the counter, she was so happy that she couldn't close her mouth from ear to ear.

He quickly pulled Qingqing into the inner room to look at the clothes.

But half an hour later, the two of them looked refreshed and went out wearing silk clothes. It would be even more perfect if they found a place to wash them.

Carrying two rolls of fabric, I came to the hotel, got a room, and took a shower.Then he walked toward Yizhuang on the outskirts of Uncle Jiu with his lunch that was almost noon in hand, carrying bacon and other things.

Yizhuang is something similar to a funeral parlor, no one can avoid it, but it is unlucky, so we have to stay away from the town. Of course, if it is a dojo and people don't mind it, Yizhuang is a public property, so ask Uncle Jiu to be the town.

When He Xiu was about to arrive, the smell was fragrant inside, and the chicken was being killed again.

After all, Uncle Jiu knew how terrifying the flying zombies were last night. He had to arrange the formation in advance to protect himself. Although He Xiu was not taken with him when he escaped, He Xiu did not blame him.After all, who wouldn't be upset if he brought Fei Zhan to him?

Boom boom boom!
"Who is it!"

Crunch, Wencai opened the door and saw He Xiu, muttering: "Damn, bad luck, Sangmenxing is here. What are you doing here!"

"Junior Brother Wencai, be careful of trouble coming from your mouth. As a disciple of the Demon-Suppressing Hall, I am here, so naturally I am here to pay my respects to my uncle!"

"Tch! Hypocritical!" Wen Cai looked at the majestic and handsome He Xiu and became very angry. Beautiful women were all deceived by such people.

But when I saw Qingqing, sparks started to appear in my eyes. When I looked at the bacon and pastries in Qingqing's hands, they were even more beautiful.

"Hey, junior sister, are you also a disciple of our Maoshan?"

Qingqing was so impressed by this pig brother that she really wanted to stab him with a knife: "Uh! I am..."

Before Qingqing finished speaking, Uncle Jiu's voice came from inside: "Wencai! Who is it? It's been such a long time, please come in if you have guests!"

"Oh, Master, the Sangmen Star you mentioned is here."

"..." Uncle Jiu really wanted to split this guy's head open and see. Can such words be said openly?
"Ahem, don't talk nonsense. He is your senior uncle's second disciple. You should call him Senior Brother. If you don't follow the rules, go to the kitchen to help and add two more dishes."

"Oh!"

Wen Cai doesn't understand why he was scolded. This is obviously what you said. You also said that he was dead yesterday and now you are scolding me. It is really unreasonable.

He Xiu and Qing Qing bowed respectfully: "Disciple He Xiu, I'd like to pay my respects to Master Lin. I was in a hurry yesterday, so I hope that Uncle Lin won't be surprised if I'm in such a hurry in the future."

The better He Xiu's performance, the more uncomfortable Lin Jiu felt. How could Shi Jian, the guy raised by his cousin, teach such a serious apprentice? Thinking about Qiu Sheng and Wen Cai, it was really embarrassing. "Okay, okay, come to the hall."

After entering the hall, He Xiu presented the gift, and Uncle Jiu smiled even more happily. This was silk, as soft as Sister Lian's butt.

"Well, He Xiu, come on, come on, sit down, we'll eat soon."

"Thank you, Uncle Master!" If not everyone wants to be the boss, the feeling of being respected by others all the time makes Uncle Jiu feel so happy that he almost feels out of body.

This was an experience I had never felt with my two bastard disciples.

(End of this chapter)