My uncles are all big guys

Chapter 6 Without a backer, how can you practice?

"Master Patriarch, my disciple is disturbing me."

Uncle Jiu bowed to the statue again, took out the wine jar from under the table, and patted Wang Xiao, who was still stunned in front of the altar table.

"Let's go back and get some rest early."

Wang Xiao finally came back to his senses and looked at Uncle Jiu in shock, "Didn't you see it just now?"

"What?" Uncle Jiu looked around, "Nothing else."

"Oh, it's nothing, maybe I'm dazzled." Seeing that Uncle Jiu didn't act like he was pretending, Wang Xiao didn't say much, supported Uncle Jiu and walked out, "Don't you, old man, have to discuss business tomorrow? Go get some rest early. "

Uncle Jiu glanced at Wang Xiao suspiciously and saw that his expression was blank, so he didn't ask any more questions.

The two walked out of the door. Before Wang Xiao closed the door, he nodded slightly and saluted the three statues.

On the way back, Uncle Jiu held the jar and struggled in his heart for a long time, and finally decided to say a few words.

He is very optimistic about this child and does not want Wang Xiao to go astray.

"Ah Xiao, at your age, it's the right time for you to be curious about men and women."

"Uncle, I can understand this. After all, I have been at your age and have had my youthful impulses."

"But I have to tell you, you have to draw a line in your heart."

"Our Maoshan sect does not prohibit marriage. If you are a girl from a normal family, my uncle will not only not stop you, but will also be happy for you from the bottom of my heart."

Patting the jar in his arms, Uncle Jiu shook his head at Wang Xiao and said, "But ghost... no, it is best not for Taoist disciples or even ordinary people to touch these things in this life."

"This thing is very deadly."

"A single touch can kill half of an ordinary person's life. Once a practitioner is addicted to the charm, it won't take long to destroy your foundation in one or two times."

When he reached the front yard, Uncle Jiu stopped and turned to look at Wang Xiao.

"You are your master's hope. You have also met your two senior brothers. This is what they have accomplished in this life, so you are also my uncle's hope."

"Your talent is very good and your future is bright. You will shoulder the heavy burden of the Maoshan Sect in the future, but you must not destroy your future just for the sake of temporary pleasure. It will be too late to regret later."

Looking up at Uncle Jiu, Wang Xiao wanted to say that he didn't have that idea.

But under Uncle Jiu's gaze, he didn't explain anything and nodded silently.

Seeing Wang Xiao nod, Uncle Jiu smiled with satisfaction, put the jar in Wang Xiao's arms, and Uncle Jiu said:

"This female ghost has never harmed anyone during her lifetime, but she is still here for the time being. You can make arrangements for her."

After that, he patted Wang Xiao on the shoulder and walked to the rest room with his hands behind his back.

"Lang Jun, Uncle Jiu is a good man."

"I know."

Watching Uncle Jiu enter the room, Wang Xiao hugged the jar and returned to the room next to the mortuary.

Most of the space in Yizhuang is prepared for the dead. The only places where people can live are Uncle Jiu's bedroom, study room and front hall.

The study room contains Uncle Jiu's collection over the years. Except for Uncle Jiu's desk, there is no empty space.

It was impossible to live in the front hall and the hall dedicated to the ancestors, so Wen Cai could only live in the room next to the mortuary.

It is said to be a house, but it is actually prepared for corpses.

If the corpse looks ugly or is incomplete, it will be put in this room for repairs first, and then placed in the mortuary after it is finished.

"Such a person is indeed the most suitable person to guard Yizhuang!"

Returning to the house, he glanced at Wencai, who was sleeping soundly on the coffin board. Wang Xiao shook his head, put the jar under the bed, and sat cross-legged on the bamboo bed.

That golden light kept hovering in his mind. Wang Xiao was looking forward to it. What did the Patriarch reward him with?
  That's the ancestor!

The old immortal in heaven.

Giving a low-level immortal weapon would be a loss of face.

Clicking on the time for enlightenment to calm down his mind, Wang Xiao gently touched the golden light with his mind.

hum…

Golden light bloomed, illuminating the entire mind.

With such powerful golden light, Wang Xiao was worried that his head would light up.

The golden light only lasted for a moment, and then slowly dissipated, revealing the true appearance of the items inside.

"Uh~"

When Wang Xiao saw what was wrapped in golden light, his mouth opened wide.

Not shocked, but confused.

The thing in the golden light was not the magical weapon or magic weapon he imagined, nor was it the magic peach pill that he had imagined.

Just one word, a big golden word. Wang Xiao didn't recognize this character. It should be Daowen, but he could understand what it was.

"Mao!"

It's just a simple Mao character of Maoshan School. Apart from the golden color, there is nothing else.

Half an hour later…

Wang Xiao opened his eyes in frustration.

It was a simple word, and Wang Xiao didn't find anything strange about it.

Holding his chin and thinking secretly, Wang Xiao had a rough guess in his mind by referring to the novels and movies he had read.

This word should be the patriarch's recognition of his identity, and it is also a backer for him.

In the future, if Wang Xiao is in trouble with some gods, this word can protect him.

We all work for heaven, and we don’t look up when we look down.

The subordinates can't afford to offend him, and his colleagues at the same level can't embarrass him. The top boss will also give Emperor Dongyue face and not argue with a junior like Wang Xiao.

Such a simple word may not have much effect on ordinary Taoist priests.

But for Wang Xiao, who is about to drift across the world, the benefits brought by this word are hundreds and thousands of times stronger than any cultivation techniques, immortal weapons, or elixirs.

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"Good morning, Uncle Jiu."

"Good morning, how's business?"

"Hehe, thanks to Uncle Jiu, it has already been opened."

"Uncle Jiu, morning."

"morning."

"The steamed buns are freshly baked. The skin is thin and the fillings are big. When you take a bite, your mouth will be full of oil..."

"Eggs, eggs laid by our own hens~"

People were coming and going on the streets of Renjia Town, and vendors were shouting loudly to attract passing customers.

When Uncle Jiu passed by, they all greeted him warmly.

Uncle Jiu also smiled and responded one by one, asking about business and the health of his family from time to time.

Uncle Jiu has been in Renjia Town for a long time, and his reputation is increasing day by day.

In addition to the wine jars in the room, Uncle Jiu also helps people see doctors and doesn't charge a penny.

With such a Taoist priest who has great magical powers and very good medical skills, the citizens of Renjia Town feel very at ease.

Today I am going to have a foreign tea, where there are all high-class people. Uncle Jiu is a face-saving person, so naturally he will not fall into the trap.

He put on his best clothes, a waistcoat over an embroidered robe.

Wencai was also wearing new clothes for the New Year, and happily followed Uncle Jiu.

Compared with the two of them, Wang Xiao and Uncle Simu's nephew were much shabby.

Simu is notoriously stingy, not only towards his apprentices, but also towards himself.

Except for the Taoist robes on the facade, the other clothes are all big patches piled with small patches.

Wang Xiao was not much better.

The family could only have enough food and clothing, and the children grew up quickly. In order to save money on fabrics, the mother would take her father's old clothes and make them smaller for Wang Xiao.

"Axiao, I'll go in soon. Listen more, watch more, talk less, and don't make a fool of yourself. Do you understand?"

Uncle Jiu, who was walking in front, stopped and warned Wang Xiao.

Wang Xiao knew that Uncle Jiu was concerned with saving face and was afraid that he would be young, ignorant of the rules and make people laugh, so he immediately promised: "Now that I know Uncle, I will be sensible and obedient."

"Don't worry, Master, I will take good care of my junior brother and make sure not to let him lose face."

The literary scholar on the side patted his chest and loudly assured Uncle Jiu.

Uncle Jiu glanced at him, laughed suddenly, said his wish, and stopped talking to Wencai.

Wang Xiao looked at Wencai sympathetically. I'm afraid this guy didn't know that Uncle Jiu brought him here because it was his first time to drink foreign tea and he was afraid of making a fool of himself and being embarrassed, so he specially asked him to come here.

As for Wang Xiao and Simu.

One is his junior brother, and the other will be the pillar of Maoshan in the future. This kind of loss of face will affect his image, and how he will be able to walk in the world in the future.

Let's let Wen Cai do it.

(End of this chapter)