And his talent is not covered.

Fifteen years ago, when he was in his forties, he had already reached the fifth level of Earth Master!

Although this cultivation speed may not be as fast as Ninth Uncle and some other senior brothers.

But with the power of thunder, his combat power is already comparable to the older generation of Maoshan disciples around the seventh heaven of the earth division.

Therefore, he was directly selected as the chief disciple of Maoshan.

However, after hearing his son's words, Shi Jian looked at the town in front of him quietly.

"Let's go and ignore them. After all the monsters caught this time are refined, I will be able to advance to the realm of the Celestial Master!"

After Shi Jian finished speaking, he waved his sleeves and turned to leave.

"Know Master!"

When Shi Shaojian saw his master leave, he also glanced at Ren Jiazhen with bright eyes, and then walked towards the distance with Shi Jian.

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Since those foreign zombies have been solved, it means that the plots of Yimei Daoist and Exorcist Daoist are over at the same time.

However, for the next period of time, Ninth Uncle and the others did not stop to rest.

Because the ghost festival in July and a half is coming soon.

Legend has it that July is the ghost month, and the fifteenth day of the seventh month is the ghost festival. On this day, the gate of the underworld, that is, the gate of the underworld, will open wide, and countless ghosts living in the underworld will be led by the ghost messengers. Then he came to the sun room to receive donations from the descendants of his family.

Generally, on this day, it is necessary to burn paper money, put water cloth to burn paper people, and invite the master to recite sutras to save the souls of the dead.

And Jiu Shu, who is the yin-money secretary between the yin and the yang, naturally needs to print a lot of coins.

A few days ago, Ninth Uncle's Dojo announced that it would start selling Ming coins.

Coupled with the names of Ninth Uncle and Ling Xiao, even if they found out that Ninth Uncle and the others were very expensive, there would still be a lot of people rushing to place an order.

Just on the first day of accepting orders, Jiu Shu 30 received orders from three thousand oceans.

According to the calculation of ten coins in the ocean, Jiu Shu directly took the order of 30,000 coins.

This is no small sum. ,

You must know that, as an underworld messenger, Ninth Uncle needs to sign his own name on each of the coins printed by Ninth Uncle.

Only in this way can this coin be activated.

After this activation, the coins can be sent to the underworld after being burned, and received by the family members of the underworld.

In addition, as a real coin, his complexity is far from what other coin can match.

Those fake coins made by ordinary people often cost tens of thousands or even millions of taels, and the ones made are different for each household. They are all made according to their own understanding.

Although there are still many people who buy it, no matter how much it burns, it is impossible for the family members of the underworld to receive it.

It is precisely because of his high level of complexity that even if the three masters and apprentices of the nine uncles add up, they can only make several thousand coins.

Helpless, Ling Xiao, as a junior brother, could only be pulled over by Ninth Uncle to help.

In the past few days, the two brothers and Wen Cai Qiusheng have been very busy.

Fortunately, thanks to Ling Xiao, Ren Tingting and Annie came here every day to deliver delicious food to Ling Xiao and the others.

One for West Point, and one for your own fried specialties.

Therefore, after more than ten days, Wen Cai Qiusheng directly gained weight.

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Finally, it's the last night of the Chinese New Year's Day.

At this time, only Jiu Shu and Qiu Sheng were left in the dojo.

"After printing this last batch, it will be ready for delivery tomorrow morning!"

Ninth Uncle looked at the coins piled up around him, and wiped his sweat and breathed a sigh of relief.

If it wasn't for Ling Xiao and the others to work overtime these days, they really wouldn't be able to get it right.

"Wow! Five thousand taels! If you give this to me, it won't be a fortune!"

As for Qiu Sheng, seeing that the last batch of Ming coins was actually five thousand taels, he couldn't help but say with emotion.

"If you want, take the power, you're welcome!"

When the ninth uncle on the side heard this, he immediately rolled his eyes.

Qiu Sheng laughed awkwardly when he heard it, he wasn't dead, why would he want this?

"By the way, master, didn't they print 1,000 taels of coins before? Why are they now 5,000 taels?"

Qiu Sheng also asked suspiciously.

"Now that the prices have risen, everything has been increased, and the prices below the underworld have also increased, so the Yin Qian Division has issued 5,000 taels of coins this year. It is reasonable to say that there is no quota for the difference between the yang and the yin.

I didn't expect to divide a batch for me, otherwise such an order volume would not be so easy to complete! "

After hearing Qiusheng's words, Jiu Shu also explained it.

Saying that, he picked up a pen and came to the desk to start writing.

"Hey, Master didn't expect you to have no human touch, but you have a lot of ghosts. No wonder the people below want to hire you as a messenger of the Yin Qian Division!"

Qiu Sheng couldn't help laughing when he heard it, and came over curiously.

"There is so much nonsense, so hurry up and get seven, seventy-nine, forty-nine coins, and burn it to the following after I finish writing this notice!"

Seeing this kid getting so close, Ninth Uncle couldn't help but give him a blank look, ready to send him away,

It seems that he is afraid that this kid will see what is written.

When Qiu Sheng saw this posture, he moved his head curiously.

"What are you doing? Why don't you hurry up?"

Jiu Shu immediately scolded him when he saw it.

"I know, Master!"

Qiu Sheng laughed when he heard it, and hurried to the side to get the coins.

On the other hand, Uncle Jiu continued to write.

"I hereby authorize the chief sealer to use the signature as evidence, and use this to distinguish fakes. If there is a forgery, you will be sent to the eighteen cities of hell. Take this as a warning, and be an example to those who are ordered in the world:"

"Master, I have counted!"

However, just when Uncle Ninth was about to write his name, Qiu Sheng, who was beside him, rushed over and slapped a stack of Ming coins in front of Uncle Ninth.

"Grass, this kid is so fast!":

Uncle Jiu was stunned.

"These dark coins are too wrinkled, go get some new ones!"

Uncle Jiu quickly made an excuse,

"Ah? Master still looking for it again?"

Qiu Sheng was speechless when he heard it, and he was not wrinkled.

"Let's go, so much nonsense!"

Uncle Jiu snorted coldly.

"I know, I know!"

When Qiu Sheng heard this, he could only turn around helplessly.

Seeing the kid leave, Uncle Jiu continued to write.

"Yangjian's appointed printer, Lin Jiu!"

Although Uncle Jiu said Lin Jiu on his mouth, the name he wrote down was Lin Fengjiao in three big characters.

"Wow! Master, so your real name is Lin Fengjiao!"

However, at this moment, Qiu Sheng's voice suddenly came from behind.

Ninth Uncle quickly covered his name when his face changed greatly.

However, Qiu Sheng was instantly happy when he saw it.

"Hahaha, Master, I've seen it all, I didn't expect your names to be so nice, Feng Jiao, A Jiao, A Jiao..."

Qiu Sheng couldn't help but screamed loudly.

"Stinky boy looking for death!"

Ninth Uncle became angry and slapped the boy directly on the head.

"Oh, it hurts so much, Master!"

Qiu Sheng, who was patted on the ground, said in pain.

"A Jiao and A Jiao are very nice, don't they? If you let others know, I won't beat you to death! Hurry up and clean up, and then burn them together! I don't want to beat you!"

Ninth Uncle looked at the boy and snorted, and directly handed the paper and coins to the boy Qiusheng.

"I know, Master!"

After hearing this, Qiu Sheng could only carry his things pitifully into the yard.

"Swipe!"

Suddenly, as Qiu Sheng printed out several handprints, the Ming coins and the notices caught fire in an instant, and they burned directly.

"Autumn!"

At this moment, the ninth uncle who had come to the ancestral hall shouted.

"coming!"

Qiu Sheng hurriedly ran over.

"Where have your uncle and Wencai gone? Why haven't you seen anyone all night?"

Ninth uncle asked Qiusheng while worshiping his ancestors.

"Oh, you said Uncle Shi and the others, Miss Ren invited Uncle Shi to be a guest at her house two days ago.

These days, I have troubled people every day, and Uncle Shi was embarrassed, so he went!

As for Wencai, he said he went to the theater to watch a play! I'm afraid I won't be able to get a good seat if I go late! "

As soon as Qiu Sheng heard it, he spoke directly.

"What? Listen to a play? Doesn't this brat know that today's play is for the dead?"

However, when Uncle Jiu heard Qiu Sheng's words, his face changed instantly.

You know, in a few minutes, it will be the time of the hour, and it will be the fifteenth day of the seventh month, when the gates of **** will open, and all the ghosts will come out of the underworld.

Of course, when there are too many ghosts, it is easy to have problems, so entertainment places such as theaters will sing operas to the ghosts on this day.

To appease some of the ghosts, this is a tradition left by the older generation.

"Ah? Isn't that the end?"

Qiu Sheng only remembered this one when he heard it.

"Humph, you stinky boy who didn't do enough!"

Jiu Shu snorted coldly and ran out of the dojo. ,

"Master, wait for me!"

When Qiusheng saw Jiu Shu leave, he quickly chased after him.

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"I knew it wouldn't come so early, there would be no one!"