Chapter 141: Four Eyes: Big Brother, don't blame us for helping the right instead of the relatives
About a quarter of an hour later.

At the foot of the hill, it suddenly became noisy.

Following the source of the sound, we saw a swarm of wandering ghosts chasing Qiu Sheng and Wencai all over the mountain.

thump!
Suddenly, Wencai, who was neither good at literature nor martial arts, was tripped by a stone and fell to the ground. Qiu Sheng turned around without thinking, helped him up, and ran towards the hillside without stopping.

This scene saved some face for Uncle Jiu.

It is true that his apprentice loves to get into trouble and does not know when to speak according to the situation, but at least he is a good person and knows how to help each other.

"These two guys are really lucky. They are still alive."

Shi Shaojian, who had a conflict with the two men this morning, looked quite surprised. There were at least two or three hundred ghosts at the foot of the hill, and Qiu Sheng and Wencai were so weak. He really didn't understand how they could run back alive.

At least one and a half of them should die!

"They have good fates, their strength is weak, but they are blessed with good fortune. They can turn misfortunes into good fortunes and are not destined to die young." Shi Jian guessed that these two scumbags were favored by his junior brother Lin Fengjiao because of their good fortunes.

It’s hard to say whether Second Junior Brother was able to break through to the Spirit Transformation Realm by relying on the luck of several disciples.

Fei Bao, Ah Hai, Qiu Sheng and Wen Cai all have good fortune, while Ah Fang and Ah Xing are slightly worse.

The most ordinary one is Xiaoyue.

"What about him?"

Shi Shaojian pointed at Cheng Long.

"I can't figure it out. This kid is very special. Don't provoke him if you can avoid it."

Shi Jian had calculated three years ago that Cheng Long gave him the feeling of being surrounded by a fog. It was like that before and it is still like that now.

"Master, help!"

"Help!"

Just as the father and son were chatting in a low voice, Qiu Sheng and Wen Cai used their hands and feet to break into the formation in an extremely embarrassed manner. The hundreds of ghosts chasing them from behind seemed to have reduced intelligence and none of them noticed anything unusual.

"Set up the formation!"

When all the ghosts chasing Qiu Sheng and Wencai entered the formation, Uncle Jiu suddenly shouted, took out an eight-diagram mirror and threw it into the air.

"rise!"

The Bagua mirror turned upside down, releasing a reddish-brown Bagua formation diagram downwards. The formation diagram swelled in the wind, and in a flash, it formed a force that covered the sky and the moon, shrouding the group of ghosts.

Afterwards, more than a dozen Taoist priests including Qianhe, Simu, Mamadi, and Zhegu jumped out from their hiding places one after another, took out their magic weapons, and displayed their magical powers.

Someone held a Thousand Machine Umbrella, which could capture more than a dozen wandering ghosts.

Someone held the banner with both hands and swung it left and right. Then, ghosts uncontrollably turned into streams of light and disappeared into the banner.

Qianhe opened the treasure bag, pointed the bag opening at dozens of ghosts, made a hand gesture, and then a mysterious light was released from the bag opening, sucking dozens of ghosts in front into the treasure bag.

However, the funniest person present was not the weakest Mamadi, but their little junior sister Zhegu.

The magic weapon used by Zhe Gu was actually a makeshift water tank for sacrifice, which was more than one meter in diameter. Carrying it on her shoulder looked as funny as a child carrying a cannon.

But her efficiency in collecting ghosts was higher than Qianhe and Simu. She could clear an area with one suction and collected as many as sixty or seventy ghosts...

"This little junior sister can always come up with something new for us!"

Uncle Jiu, who was collecting ghosts while holding a wine jar, shook his head. Just as he was about to show his supernatural power, he saw his eldest brother Shi Jian, who shot out two lightning bolts with his bare hands and hit the two wandering ghosts mercilessly.

clap clap!

The azure electric light illuminates the surroundings.

Uncle Jiu hurried forward and said, "Big Brother, please show some mercy. Use your Lightning Thunder Fist to deal with them, and those homeless souls will never be reborn."

Shi Shaojian, who had come up to him out of nowhere, said nonchalantly, "That's even better, so they won't wander around."

"Why, you want to make the decision for them?"

Shi Jian glanced at Uncle Jiu coldly.

He suddenly raised his hands and sent out two more lightning bolts, killing two ghosts and provoking them face to face. Uncle Jiu was stunned and didn't know how to respond.

But just when Shi Jian was about to start a massacre so that his fellow apprentice would fail in his mission, Cheng Long quietly appeared in front of Shi Jian, took out a spear, and thrust it into the ground.

The two oncoming lightning bolts were attracted by the sharp spear tip on the spot, turned a corner halfway and poured into the spear.

Crackling lightning poured into the ground along the spear tip, tempering the spear in the process.

Not sure if it was an illusion, but Cheng Long felt that the spear he bought from the blacksmith shop in Renjia Town on a whim had become smoother and more textured.

"You..." Shi Jian was furious, puffing his beard and glaring, "What's the principle behind this?"

Cheng Long raised his lips slightly, and explained politely: "This is a tip discharge phenomenon. It's difficult to explain. If you really want to know, you can apply to Pucheng Comprehensive University. After you are admitted, choose physics as your major. After studying for three to five to seven years, you may understand it."

"..."

Shi Jian and his son Shi Shaojian looked at each other.

It does not make sense!

I'm already old, and you want me to apply for Pucheng University?
"Asshole, how dare you humiliate us?"

Shi Shaojian's eyes were filled with anger, he was extremely irritated. He was already in his twenties and was almost turning thirty.

Even if you don't want to achieve great things, you should also get married and start a family. Being asked to go to school at this time, isn't that a humiliation?
What's more, both father and son are Maoshan Taoist priests, so how can they change their sects at will?

"I am not humiliating anyone, I am just being realistic. Of course, if you think I am humiliating you, I don't mind..." Cheng Long's tiger eyes were bright and there was a hint of excitement in them.

Shi Jian is the strongest among all the people he has met so far, except Tang Sai'er. It must be very exciting to fight him.

"Big Brother, Fellow Daoist Cheng is Junior Brother Qianhe's lifesaver and has done us a favor. Please don't let a momentary quarrel ruin our relationship."

Uncle Jiu was afraid that the situation would escalate, so he specifically explained that Cheng Long had saved Qian He before. However, surprisingly, Shi Jian didn't care about it at all and still stared at Cheng Long with a cold face.

At this time, Simu stepped forward calmly and said, "Big Brother, I forgot to tell you that Daoist Cheng is not only the lifesaver of Junior Brother Qianhe and our fellow Daoist, but he also has another identity."

"What identity can he have?"

Qiu Sheng and Wencai are not the only ones who like to interrupt others without regard for their status. Shi Shaojian is even more arrogant than them. Not only does he dare to interrupt, he also dares to question his uncle.

"I'm afraid you'll be scared to death if I tell you." They glared at Shi Shaojian.

"Tsk~~" Shi Shaojian curled his lips in disdain.

Although Shi Jian didn't say anything, his face was full of disdain. Obviously, he didn't think Cheng Long had any status worthy of their fear.

"Don't you think Fellow Daoist Cheng's name sounds familiar?"

Hearing Simu's words, Uncle Jiu murmured, and then suddenly woke up: "No way, Junior Brother, Fellow Daoist Cheng... Could it be that he is the general of the Eighth Army of the National Defense Army, the helmsman of the Cheng Family Army, and the commander of the Stone City, Pucheng and other places into prosperous places, Marshal Cheng?"

"If Aaron wasn't Marshal Cheng, I wouldn't have said anything."

Although Taoist Simu had not seen Cheng Long for three years, he had often heard of A Long's name in the past three years. At first, it was only circulated in a few places, but later, no matter where he went, he could hear the name Cheng Long, Marshal Cheng.

Building industrial parks, building schools, protecting the people, cracking down on bullies and bandits... everything Aaron does is worthy of praise and is pleasing to the people.

How can Master Shi Jian and his apprentice compare?

What qualifications do you have to be compared with Cheng Long?

"Impossible, absolutely impossible..."

"How could he be Marshal Cheng? How come the Marshal doesn't even have a soldier around him?"

Upon learning Cheng Long's true identity, Shi Shaojian was completely paralyzed.

Before, he was arrogant and relied on his orthodox Maoshan origin to look down on Cheng Long, who didn't even dare to reveal his master's sect, thinking that the other party came from a small sect.

Who would have thought that Cheng Long was still the leader of the Cheng family army, which was at its peak.

"Not everyone likes to be surrounded by people. Whether you believe it or not, if you have offended A Long, don't blame us for standing on the side of justice instead of your relatives." Simu made his position clear decisively.

Not far away, Qianhe saw that most of the ownerless souls had been collected, so he came to the crowd and expressed his position...

(End of this chapter)