I, a Saiyan, cultivate immortality in the world of Nine Uncles

——The soles of his feet are hanging in the air, his face is miserable, and he is holding a ghost lantern.

This is what Jiang Yeming saw, he clenched his fists.He thought in his heart, if it was a group of evil spirits, he would demolish this haunted den.

But for Awei, what he saw was a kind-hearted old man, who was opening the door with a lantern to welcome them.

Jiang Yeming didn't tell him that there are basically ghosts here. Secondly, Ah Wei, who is afraid of the dark, feels more secure when he sees someone coming out with a lantern.

He yelled loudly: "Tian's family, you are too stingy. There is no light in the corridor, and my own lantern still uses such a small fire. No wonder people say that Tian's family has fallen."

The yelling made the ghost on the opposite side stunned, bent slightly and asked, "May I ask who you two are?"

"I'm Awei, the captain of Renjiazhuang Public Security Brigade. When your family came back, you didn't know to report to the security brigade." Awei made a habitual official tone, and suddenly remembered that there was a young man next to him who didn't introduce him, so he quickly added:

"This is Daoist Lin's third apprentice, Jiang Yeming. He is here to pick up senior brother home."

The old man in Awei's eyes showed joy, and said: "It turns out that the uncle's family is here. It just so happens that we are having a wedding banquet, please come in, both of you."

As the old man spoke, he opened the door and turned sideways to let the two of you in.

Jiang Yeming strode in, fearless.

Seeing Jiang Yeming go in, Awei followed him into the door, creaked, the door closed, and the old man led the way with a lantern.

After walking for a while, I entered a courtyard, which was very lively!
In Awei's eyes, there were lights and festoons, crowds of guests, more than a dozen tables filled with food, and actors dancing and singing on the small stage in front of the open-air banquet.

In Jiang Yeming's eyes, it was a desolate scene. A group of ghosts surrounded the broken table and stools, with dull expressions. On the broken table was a pile of broken bowls. In the bowls were dead fish, rotten shrimps and smelly mice. On the small stage were two ghosts with long tongues, and their tongues were flying in the air while singing.

This is much more exciting than the scene in the demon market, after all, there is the City God in charge, and everyone is relatively civilized.

However, Jiang Yeming also discovered that here are some weak wandering souls, which look a little intrusive, but they are all illusions before death, and at most they use illusions to scare and confuse ordinary people.

Even these ghosts didn't dare to approach him at all, and they couldn't even move Awei behind him.

These wandering spirits are far worse than those enshrined in Yizhuang.

Now Jiang Yeming doesn't have to worry about these wandering souls who rely on illusions to deceive people. He asked the lantern ghost next to him: "Where is Senior Brother Qiusheng?"

"Uncle is resting in the back room, the little Taoist priest can go to find him on his own." The lantern ghost pointed eeriely at the two-story building on the right.

Jiang Yeming was about to walk in the direction he was pointing, but found that Awei hadn't followed.

It turned out that at this time Awei was taking the initiative to come to a table, sitting with his butt hanging in the air, and enthusiastically chatting with the wandering souls next to him.

"You guys are so unfamiliar! You probably aren't from Renjiazhuang, but you're here to attend the wedding banquet of Uncle Tian's. I, Wei, like to make friends the most. Come, come, let's not go home tonight."

As Awei said, he picked up a broken wine glass, and he didn't know what kind of dirty things were in the glass, so he had to do it first as a respect.

Hey, I'm here to help you, don't spoil your stomach here!
Jiang Yeming hurried over, pulled Ah Wei out of his seat, and explained: "We are here to pick up people, so don't eat today's meal."

Ah Wei, who was already a little hungry, was forced to leave by Jiang Yeming's little hand. He was obviously very unhappy, and he yelled, "Jiang Yeming, what's wrong with you, come to someone's wedding banquet, how can you not move your chopsticks?"

Jiang Yeming stopped, thinking in his heart: "This guy has been making troubles since he came to Renjiazhuang, it's time to teach him a lesson." '

Anyway, these wandering spirits can't harm anyone. He took out the bottle of cow's tears and said:
"Okay, then you can stay there and eat. But you have to promise me one thing, this is for you, wipe it on your eyelids before eating."

"What is this?" Awei took Niu Tear and asked blankly.

"Just do what you do. It won't do you any harm. Remember, you must wipe it off, or I'll beat you up." After Jiang Yeming explained, he left alone.

Awei shivered, tightened the tears in his hand, and walked back muttering: "You have a big temper, if I, Mr. Awei, have a lot of people, I would have fought you for three hundred rounds."

He walked back to the wine table and sat down again, picked up the wine glass and was about to start drinking, when he suddenly remembered Jiang Yeming's confession, he felt guilty, and quickly poured out some of the cow's tears and wiped it on his eyelids.

Wait until you open your eyes.

The scene in front of him has changed drastically, dilapidated courtyards, strange translucent phantoms, the whole is a gloomy underworld.

"Mom!" Awei sat down on the ground,

The three diners on the wine table had turned into wandering spirits, they slowly turned their heads to look at him, and flew over to surround him together.

The three wandering souls are also very distinctive:

One has slanted eyes and a crooked neck, the other has cross-eyed eyes, and the other is a hunchbacked dwarf.

"Brother, what's wrong with you?" The squinting-eyed and crooked-neck ghost spoke first. He thought he hadn't been discovered by the disguise, and tried to maintain his image, but in order to face Awei squarely, he could only tilt his waist and head.

The soles of the feet did not touch the ground, this is a ghost!

At this time, Awei was completely determined.No wonder the little Taoist wanted to go with him by himself. The potion he gave himself was a magic weapon to see ghosts.

His hands and feet were trembling, his whole body was weak, and he regretted not listening to Jiang Yeming's words.

But the little Taoist priest hasn't come back yet, so he can't reveal the truth, otherwise these ghosts won't eat him alive.

He plucked up the courage to stand up, patted the dirt on his body, and replied with a natural expression as much as possible: "It's all my fault, I accidentally slipped, it's okay, let's sit down and continue talking."

One person and three ghosts returned to their seats, and the chat began.

The hunchbacked dwarf ghost asked curiously, "Can you dodge your waist while sitting?"

At this moment, Awei was sitting in a half-squat with his knees bent, his buttocks were empty, and his legs were trembling.

He tried his best to hold on, the sweat on the top of his head fell like dew, and he still wanted to explain: "My waist is special, it only flashes when I'm sitting."

The hunchbacked dwarf ghost's curiosity was satisfied. To show his enthusiasm, he pointed to the dishes on the table and said, "Dear guest, let's have some dishes. Here are squirrel mandarin fish, ants climbing trees, and stir-fried dragon. They are all delicious dishes made by famous chefs from the provincial capital."

Awei's face turned green immediately.

The so-called squirrel mandarin fish is a dead mouse and half a stinky fish.

Ants climbing trees is even more wicked, a pile of smelly things is covered with ants.

The name of the Stir-fried Dragon is a bit fitting, a ten centimeter long centipede is placed in a broken bowl.

These three dishes, eating any of them is not good.

But he couldn't refuse, the three wandering spirits were staring at him, and even the wandering spirits around him looked this way.

Fight!Ah Wei's heart skipped a beat, he picked up two chopsticks made of tree branches, and stretched them towards the squirrel mandarin fish.If he really wanted to choose, he could barely swallow this dish.