"Broken!"
Uncle Nine, who was in deep meditation, suddenly turned his head and thought to himself.
Then, with a flash, he disappeared from the spot without making a sound.
At this time, the mortuary was not far away.
Wen Cai and Qiu Sheng, each holding a long silver bar, ran playfully towards the mortuary.
Judging by their speed, it won't be long before the two of them can push the door open and enter.
Then they saw Uncle Nine descend from the sky, appear behind the two of them, grab them by the collar with one hand each, and pull them backward.
Who is it?!
Before Qiu Sheng could react, his neck was gripped by the collar, and he was dragged away by Uncle Nine. However, he couldn't help but blurt out something.
"I'm warning you, let me go right now, or I'll get rough! That's a mortuary ahead, and my master is inside!"
"Yes... yes, watch out or I won't be so polite."
The two walked along, shouting as they went.
Seeing this, Uncle Nine, to prevent the two from shouting, grabbed one of them with each arm, covered their mouths, and dragged them away from the front of the mortuary.
"Master!?"
At this moment, Qiu Sheng blurted out in surprise, Wen Cai was struggling beside him, also stopped after hearing it. The two looked at Uncle Nine behind them in confusion.
Seeing that the two had quieted down, Uncle Nine released them.
"Master, what are you doing? Why won't you let us go home? Why are you dragging us out here?"
Qiu Sheng glanced at the mortuary not far away, then turned to Uncle Nine in confusion and asked.
"Your junior brother is meditating inside; don't go in and disturb him."
Uncle Nine made no attempt to hide anything and openly described the situation at the mortuary.
"Hmph, ever since Master had his junior brother, we've all practically become errand boys."
Upon hearing this, Wen Cai pulled Qiu Sheng aside and whispered something in his ear.
"What?! You're no longer my disciples?!"
With Uncle Nine's skill, even at such close range, he could hear clearly even if the voice was whispered, and he immediately stared at Wen Cai with a serious expression.
"Emm~"
Wen Cai so intimidated by Uncle Nine's frightening gaze that he didn't dare to say a word and could only awkwardly hum.
"That's right, Master. Ever since Junior Brother arrived, you've been ordering us around to do this or that for him. We've been serving him from morning till night."
With Wen Cai taking the lead, Qiu Sheng also vented his pent-up frustrations from the past few days, and looked at Uncle Nine without any more sarcasm.
"Hmph! I think you're just asking for trouble."
Looking at his two rebellious disciples whom he had watched grow up, Uncle Nine couldn't bring himself to say anything harsh. He could only glare at them angrily, as if he were about to attack.
"I was wrong, Master."
The quick-witted Qiu Sheng saw Uncle Nine raise his hand and immediately lowered his head to admit his mistake.
Only Wen Cai, that clueless young man, hadn't seen Uncle Nine's actions clearly and was still standing there resentfully.
After hearing Qiu Sheng admit his mistake, Wen Cai was still completely bewildered, wondering why he admitted his mistake so quickly this time.
Before he could figure it out, Uncle Nine had already flicked his forehead.
"Oh dear! Master, I was wrong!"
After being hit, Wen Cai didn't care about anything else and immediately admitted his mistake while covering his forehead.
"How's it going with what I asked you to do this morning? Did you finish it?"
Uncle Nine stopped fooling around with the two clowns and started asking about Shi Shaojian.
"Yes, yes, Master, look!"
Qiu Sheng also realized what was happening and quickly handed the silver needles in his hand to Uncle Nine.
"Oh no! I never expected that Senior Brother would actually..."
Uncle Nine took the silver needle and stared intently at the blackened needle and the green liquid on it.
"Master, how is it? What's the situation with Shi Shaojian?"
Seeing Uncle Nine's solemn expression, Wen Cai and Qiu Sheng asked him curiously.
"He's no longer human, he's a demon!"
Upon hearing this, Wen Cai Qiu Sheng exchanged a glance.
"A ladyboy!?"
"No, he's already turned into Corpse Demon. They killed the people of Qian Family Village. If they want to maintain the status quo, they have to keep killing."
Uncle Nine paced back and forth outside the mortuary, pondering a solution.
"What should we do, Master? You don't know what that detective captain is up to. He's spreading rumors that you killed all those people. If more people die, he might bring his men to the mortuary to arrest us."
"Let's call the police and have him arrested right away!"
Wen Cai anxiously urged Uncle Nine to think of a solution quickly, otherwise the security team might come to the mortuary to arrest them one day.
"What's the use? What evidence do you have?"
Uncle Nine looked speechlessly at Wen Cai was anxiously waiting.
"I've got it! Let's use silver needles to prick Shi Shaojian's acupoints in front of the detective captain to prove he killed him."
Qiu Sheng picked up a silver needle from the side, indicating that it was the evidence.
"You think the detective captain is as brilliant and capable as your master?"
After hearing Qiu Sheng's speech, Uncle Nine looked at his two apprentices with even more speechlessness.
What's the use of calling that security captain? He's just a bunch of ordinary people; no matter how many go, they'll just be fertilizer.
"What about Master?"
"Let's make some 'Hundred Treasures Soup' first, and then deal with that Corpse Demon."
The difficult opponent now is not Shi Shaojian, but Shi Jian behind him.
Uncle Nine would never believe that Shi Shaojian could transform into Corpse Demon without Shi Jian's involvement, but there was nothing he could do. He had no evidence, and the two were the eldest brothers.
Last time I came here, I was given the cold shoulder. This time, Uncle Nine has learned his lesson. He'll deal with Shi Jian Shi Shaojian first, forcing him to walk right into his trap.
"Hundred Treasures Soup? What's that?"
Wen Cai looked at Qiu Sheng with a puzzled expression.
"It's about finding a hundred kinds of treasures, putting them in water, and boiling them into a soup."
Uncle Nine explained impatiently, "After all these years of studying, you two haven't read a single book?"
"Just call that brat the Hundred Treasures Soup' and he'll reveal himself."
"Master, where can we find these hundred treasures? And which hundred are they again?"
Helpless, Uncle Nine took a book out of his pocket and handed it to the two of them.
This contains the recipe for the Hundred Treasures Soup; you can find it using this recipe.
The two curiously took the book and eagerly began to read it.
Wow~
"Wow!"
The two watched, their exclamations of amazement escaping their lips.
"What are you yelling about? Hurry up and go find it!"
Uncle Nine walked up behind the two men and kicked each of them.
"Master, is something as disgusting as dog poop really called a treasure?"
Qiu Sheng pointed to the contents of the book, and looking at Uncle Nine with a look of disgust, thinking about how they would have to find these things later.
"Of course it is! Isn't the food you eat fertilized with dog excrement?"
"Oh, that makes sense."
Upon hearing this, the two of them immediately felt it was the most reasonable thing to do.
"Then hurry up and go!"
Uncle Nine glared at the two of them, saying they were always so slow and indecisive.
"Master, we just got back, can't we rest for a bit?"
Those two lazybones had just gotten back and hadn't even done anything, and they didn't want to go out again, especially to look for so many things—that was a real chore.
"Hmph! What do you think?!"
Uncle Nine stuck his head out and glared at the two of them.
"Oh~"
Upon hearing this, the two dejectedly continued walking towards the town.
"Hurry up, stop dawdling."
Seeing the two of them moving slowly, Uncle Nine urged them on.
"Yes!"