My uncles are all big guys

Chapter 17: The old man who has a lot of control and a full job. (Begging for investment and collection)

Wang Xiao had a very comfortable sleep this time. Except for the constant reminders of what the old man Ren said and what he added, he felt very at ease.

"You two bastards, am I teaching you spells to cause you harm to others?"

Before Wang Xiao opened his eyes, he heard Uncle Jiu's angry scolding.

After living here for so many days, Wang Xiao heard Uncle Jiu so angry for the first time.

Rubbing his eyes and walking out of bed, Wang Xiao walked out of Uncle Jiu's bedroom and saw Uncle Jiu carrying Qiu Sheng Wencai angrily walking in from the door.

"Uncle."

Wang Xiao quickly said hello.

Uncle Jiu, who was full of anger, calmed down a lot when he heard Wang Xiao's greeting.

"You're awake, are you hungry? You go to the hall to light some incense first, and you'll be cooking later."

"Oh."

After taking a look at Qiu Shengwencai, who had a depressed expression, Wang Xiao seemed to understand something, turned around and walked towards the hall, specially choosing a stick of incense for the two of them.

If nothing unexpected happens.

Uncle Jiu should discuss with Ren Fa today about choosing the Feng Shui position.

It happened that Ah Wei was also there, and the three big cocks suddenly faced each other, and naturally they didn't like each other.

Qiu Shengwen didn't want to conflict with the security captain, so he wanted to use magic to tease him, but he was caught by Uncle Jiu.

Wang Xiao shook his head.

Everyone else is cheating, but these two are really cheating Master.

Uncle Jiu is an upright man, adheres to the law, and will not use dirty tricks.

The two used tricks to tease people. Isn't this a slap in Uncle Jiu's face?

really.

Wang Xiao had just finished lighting the incense and had just gone out. Uncle Jiu was holding a cane in his hand and walking back and forth with a cold face in front of Qiu Sheng Wencai, who was holding a bowl on his head and walking with his feet on horseback.

At the same time, he was still scolding loudly.

"How many times have I told you, the first rule of Maoshan is not to use magic to harm others..."

"Master, we didn't harm him, we just looked at him..."

"To shut up."

Seeing that Qiu Sheng still wanted to refute, Uncle Jiu was so angry that he slapped him on the buttocks. Qiu Sheng let out a wail at that time.

Wencai, who was about to open his mouth, was so frightened that he immediately shut his mouth.

"You two bastards, if Ah Wei died today, I wouldn't be able to protect you..."

Qiu Sheng's words seemed to ignite Uncle Jiu's anger.

Uncle Jiu waved the cane and scolded the two of them.

But in Wang Xiao's opinion, it was just scolding at best.

Even though Uncle Jiu's cane made a "swishing" sound, it didn't hit the two of them at all.

The two of them were apprentices after all, and Uncle Jiu had watched them grow up, so naturally they couldn't bear to fight.

To put it bluntly, he is just a bit protective.

Wang Xiao, who understood clearly, didn't say a word and just watched from the side.

After an unknown amount of time, Uncle Jiu turned to look at Wang Xiao beside him.

"Axiao, how long have they been squatting?"

Wang Xiao looked back at the incense burner in the hall and replied to Uncle Jiu: "Uncle, it takes less than one stick of incense."

Uncle Jiu raised his eyebrows and calculated the time in his mind.

Less than a stick of incense.

Isn't this right? Counting the time, there are at least three sticks of incense.

Then he glanced at Qiu Shengwencai, who was squatting in front of him with a bowl on his head, his body trembling and his legs shaking, and he became even more confused.

"Snapped!"

The cane was drawn on the table, and Uncle Jiu scolded him angrily: "Look at you two, you know how to cheat and slip up when I ask you to practice, and you can't even stick a stick of incense in a horse stance. If you do this in the future, How to make a living in the world."

Qiu Shengwencai's face was as bitter as a bitter gourd, and he looked directly at Wang Xiao.

Wang Xiao pretended not to see it and said to Uncle Jiu: "Uncle, I'm going to cook porridge first."

Uncle Jiu waved his hand, got up and walked to the hall.

He had some doubts in his heart. With his past fighting prowess, it was impossible for him to reprimand these two brats without leaving his mouth dry without even half a stick of incense.

Entering the lobby, Uncle Jiu looked inside and his body trembled violently.

Good guy.

In the incense burner, there is a giant incense stick as thick as a fist and more than one meter long.

Shou Bo: Oh, this fragrance lasts longer than my life. Uncle Jiu was dumbfounded. He said that the smell of the incense was so strong just now that he thought someone from the Ren family came to pay homage and that the feelings came from the incense.

Looking at the half-burned incense, Uncle Jiu felt that his heart was burning.

He turned to look at Wang Xiao, who had his little head exposed in the kitchen, and said helplessly: "Axiao, you brat, this incense is very expensive, and burning it like this is a complete waste."

Wang Xiao showed an innocent smile, "Uncle, you just asked me to light the incense stick. I saw this one as soon as I entered the room. I thought it might be the guidance of fate, so I lit it directly."

Hearing this, Uncle Jiu couldn't laugh or cry.

He knew in his heart that Wang Xiao saw that his two senior brothers always tricked his master.

Afraid of being soft-hearted and unable to bear to teach them a lesson, he resorted to this method to teach them a lesson.

Children are good children.

Looking up, Uncle Jiu shook his head as the incense was half burned.

It's just that this method costs too much money. I must ask my junior brother to reimburse me later.

After lunch, Uncle Jiu was not idle. He took Qiu Shengwencai, who had weak calves, to check out the Feng Shui place for the final time.

After seeing the three people off, Wang Xiao walked into the morgue with a small basket of glutinous rice in his arms.

It is broad daylight now, when the energy of the red sun is at its peak.

Don't talk about little ghosts and monsters, even the ghost king dare not show up.

Putting down a bag of things at the door, Wang Xiao held the small basket and came to Old Mrs. Ren's coffin. He stretched out his hand and knocked on it, saying a friendly hello.

There was no movement.

How rude.

After checking around the coffin, there were traces of golden ink lines, and the coffin was tightly tied.

Under the coffin, there were several dark handprints.

He lay on the ground and took a look.

Sure enough, as Wang Xiao thought, there was no ink line on the bottom.

In addition, Old Master Ren was lying on the board, and the corpse aura emanating from his body was slowly corroding the board.

The coffin boards that had been buried in the soil for twenty years had not rotted away. They had been corroded by corpse gas for just one night and were already in a state of decay.

Wang Xiao scraped with his fingers, and a large piece of residue and mud-like stuff was picked out.

"As expected, it will probably come out tonight."

Without paying attention to the bottom, he pushed open the coffin board, revealing half of Old Mrs. Ren's body.

At this time, Mr. Ren had completely transformed into a corpse. His hair was green, his skin was shriveled and wrinkled, and a pair of fangs were faintly visible on both sides of his mouth.

"Maybe you will come out tonight. Night is your home court. If you come out violently, it will be difficult for us to deal with it. In order to save a few people from dying, I can only stimulate you and feel sorry for you to come out during the day."

"In this way, we can turn passivity into initiative. A large group of my people won't have to guard against you all day long."

"Don't worry, I have already thought of a way to deal with it. Both your son and my uncle will definitely be satisfied."

"Your son is satisfied, my uncle is satisfied, the townspeople are safe, I have gained time to enlighten myself, everyone is happy, do you think..."

Wang Xiao reached out and grabbed a handful of glutinous rice, and threw it down directly.

Crack, crackle…

[From Ren Weiyong, enlightenment +2 hours]

Wang Xiao's eyes lit up.

This guy is quite angry.

Just when he was about to throw another punch, Wang Xiao suddenly retreated and took out the peach wood sword that he had prepared long ago.

His tossing just now seemed to have angered Ren Fa's father. The tightly closed dry eyelids were slightly raised, revealing a little of the eyeball.

hum~
  The talisman attached to the coffin flashed a few times, and the coffin became silent.

Wang Xiao stepped forward carefully, took out two grains of black rice, held the coffin lid with one hand, looked at Old Man Ren with his eyes closed, looked at his ears and shook his head.

Finally, he turned his attention to the two straight nostrils.

boom!
  The coffin was slammed shut.

"Roar…"

A roar of pain sounded from the coffin.

[From Ren Weiyong, enlightenment +3 days]

[From Ren Weiyong, enlightenment +3 days]

【From~】

Six consecutive reminders, all three days, made Wang Xiao smile with satisfaction.

The ink marks that bound the coffin also emitted golden light, suppressing Mr. Ren who was about to burst into rage.

ps: Dear bosses and ladies, please invest and collect. Thank you.

(End of this chapter)