Mr. Ethereal (Three)

  It is unknown what idea Ming Shu had, but he actually settled down in this village. Looking at him, it seems that he doesn't plan to leave here for a while.

  Luo Ke's vocabulary was insufficient to describe his stupid and reckless behavior, did he have a strong heart to bring two little ghosts to live in this village where there were truly powerful Taoist priests?

  Luó Kě felt that her thinking was completely on a different level from Míng Shū, even the silly Dà Bǎo knew it wasn't right. Even when her favorite chicken legs were placed in front of her, she had no appetite.

  Luo Ke didn't give up and tried to persuade Ming Shu to leave: "Ming Shu, you see that Jiu Shu is a capable person, if he finds out, we'll be in big trouble."

  Ming Shu stuffed a chicken wing into his mouth and patted his chest, guaranteeing: "Don't worry, I'm here, I'll protect you two very well."

  It's precisely because of you that I'm worried.

  For the blindly confident Ming Shu, Luo Ke had no choice but to give up. This guy was sometimes just a stubborn fool who wouldn't turn back until he got his head smashed and blood flowing. She could only pray that the upright and honest Ninth Uncle would spare them from being beaten to smithereens since they hadn't done anything evil.

  Perhaps it was a guilty conscience, but Uncle Ming unexpectedly got them two new sets of clothes.

  Although her heart was good, however... Looking at the dazzling clothes in Ming Shu's hands, Luo Ke silently turned her head away. The color was too beautiful, she didn't dare to look again.

  He would rather wear a real zombie costume than that outfit, at least this one falls within the normal aesthetic category of human beings.

  Dabao, however, was delighted and gazed eagerly at Ming Shu, hoping he would hurry up so that he could put on his new clothes.

  Uncle Ming looked at Ba Ba, who was staring at his treasure, and threw the clothes into the fire pit. He muttered the names of Da Bao and Xiao Bao as he waited for the things in the fire pit to burn out. After that, two identical clothes appeared in the hands of Da Bao and Luo Ke.

  Although Luo Ke had some understanding of this illogical world, she still found it very mysterious. Such things could not be explained by science at all. She couldn't help but think of the paper offerings they burned for the dead, and whether those things were taken away by their deceased ancestors.

  No wonder there are so many paper-made houses and cars in funeral shops nowadays.

  Luoke's thoughts had wandered off somewhere until Da Bao nudged her arm, and she finally came back to herself.

  Dabao was wearing a light blue changshan, with a calabaza hat on his head. He smiled at Luoke and pointed to the clothes in her hands, saying: "Xiaobao, this new set of clothes is so beautiful, you've been thinking about it for a long time, haven't you? Hurry up and put them on."

  Looking at Da Bao, who was like a moving photo background, Luo Ke's mouth corners twitched slightly. Ming Shu was lazy and had prepared the same clothes for both of them. When Luo Ke thought about wearing these clothes on himself, he felt extremely embarrassed.

  But looking at Da Bao's expectant face, Luo Ke couldn't bear to say the words of rejection. After all, she was the one who had taken advantage of someone else's younger brother, and in the end, it was still her fault, even if it wasn't what she wanted.

  After changing clothes, Da Bao happily spun around Luo Ke a few times, looking at the clothes on her and then at his own, his eyes curving into crescent moons.

  Looking at Da Bao's silly appearance, Luo Ke's depressed mood due to being forced to wear this embarrassing outfit improved a lot. He opened his mouth, revealing two sharp tiger teeth: "Da Bao, let's go out. Ming Shu promised us that he would take us to eat roasted chicken today."

  Dabao heard this, pulled Luo Ke's hand and went out. Although he was not very clever, he also knew that Ming Shu invited him to eat chicken legs, the opportunity was rare, if he didn't pay attention, maybe he would regret it.

  Ming Shu sat on the armchair, with his legs crossed and peeling melon seeds to eat. Seeing the two come out, Ming Shu threw all the melon seed shells in his hand to the ground and said irritably: "You two are making trouble for yourselves, changing clothes has taken so long, be careful not to get chicken legs to eat today."

  Dabao's face fell at that moment, and he didn't say a word. He just looked at Ming Shu with a pair of pitiful eyes.

  Uncle Ming was annoyed by them, waved his hand and said: "Alas, how did I end up raising two gluttons? Alright, alright, hurry up and go, or there really won't be any left."

  Saying so, he opened the door and walked out first, with Da Bao pulling Luo Ke following behind.

  Actually, Luo Ke was a bit afraid of the man who was respectfully called Jiu Shu by the villagers a few days ago. His abilities were not comparable to Ming Shu's half-baked skills. The female ghost that scared Ming Shu almost to the point of wetting his pants was almost instantly killed by her. That day, she was even stunned by the positive energy emanating from him. Today, if they met again, she didn't know if she could still hold on.

  However, I heard from Ming Shu that Jiu Shu is currently helping the villagers who were bitten by zombies to remove the corpse poison with his apprentices, so the chances of running into him now are very slim.

  Ming Shu deliberately rented a small courtyard in the village, and over the years, Ming Shu made a lot of money relying on Da Bao and Xiao Bao, two ghosts. However, he never stinted himself, earning more and spending quickly, so there wasn't much silver left on him.

  Leading Luo Ke and Da Bao into the neighboring house of Huang Nainai, Ming Shu gave Huang Nainai half a tael of silver and asked her to prepare a table of dishes for herself, requiring there to be chicken, duck, and fish, with the rest at her discretion.

  Grandma Huang had never seen such a generous master before, she nodded happily and hurried out with her small feet to make arrangements.

  Ming Shu sat beside the table, tapping his chopsticks while waiting for the delicious food to be served.

  Luò Kě crouched on one side and whispered to Dà Bǎo, "Dà Bǎo, look at Míng Shū like this, where does he look like a Taoist? Look at Jiǔ Shū, compared to Míng Shū, it's simply embarrassing."

  Dà bǎo dāi dāi de xiào le, mō le mō luó kě shēn hòu de cháng biàn zi shuō: "Hēi hēi, jiǔ shū zài hǎo yě bù shì wǒmen de zhǔ rén, érqiě míng shū yě hěn hǎo ā, suī rán jīng cháng hū you wǒmen, kěshì míng shū yě hù zhe wǒmen, méi gěi lǎo guǐ zhā le qù ā."

  Luò Kě rolled her eyes and thought that only someone as naive as Dà Bǎo would think Míng Shū is good.

  Grandma Huang's efficiency was not bad, and in half a time unit, the dishes that Uncle Ming wanted were already on the table. Probably Grandma Huang felt that she had taken so much money from Uncle Ming, and it was a bit embarrassing, so she also gave him a small pot of wine.

  Ming Shu was enjoying his chicken leg and drinking a little wine, with his second son's legs raised, looking very pleased.

  Mr. Ling Huan will probably have about ten chapters

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