Nine Uncle World: Opening Awakening Traveling Frog System

Lin Chuan suppressed his laughter and asked, "Master, how does the coffee taste?"

Based on the mentality that everyone who is guilty will suffer together, Uncle Jiu said calmly: "It's very good, you should try it quickly."

Lin Chuan: "..."

Master, you are a real dog!

On the contrary, Ren Tingting was honest. Seeing that Lin Chuan was about to be tricked by the master, she quickly said: "The coffee is a bit bitter. If you haven't had it before, it's best to drink it with sugar."

"I don't think adding sugar is the best choice." Lin Chuan put the coffee in front of him, but didn't drink it directly.

"Sugar can reconcile the bitterness of coffee, and at the same time cover up the sweetness of coffee. In fact, I prefer to drink it this way."

Lin Chuan poured half a cup of tea ordered by the master, then added coffee and sugar, and stirred together.

The first cup of milk tea in the Republic of China was born.

Uncle Jiu frowned, feeling sorry for the half pot of Tieguanyin: "What the hell are you doing, how can foreigners' things be mixed with ancestors' things, aren't you ruining things!"

Ren Tingting also frowned slightly, but she felt that what Lin Chuan wasted was coffee.

In short, those who like tea and coffee are silent when they see this scene.

"It's from foreigners, from our ancestors. I haven't heard of the combination of Chinese and Western."

Lin Chuan pushed the prepared milk tea in front of Ren Tingting and said, "Miss Tingting's outfit is a representative of the combination of Chinese and Western styles. I think it looks pretty."

"Well, Ms. Tingting looks good, she looks good no matter what she wears." Although Uncle Jiu is an antique, but for the sake of his old friend, he has to compliment his daughter a few words.

And in all fairness, Ren Tingting's outfits show her figure without being vulgar, which is really eye-catching.

Ren Tingting looked at the milk tea and didn't want to drink it at first, but she was embarrassed to refuse when everyone praised her beauty.

"Try taking a sip." Ren Tingting picked up the milk tea and took a sip.

Her pair of beautiful eyes suddenly lit up, as if there were rays of light shooting out.

"Delicious!"

Ren Tingting couldn't help but took another big sip, as if she was drinking some fine nectar.

Lin Chuan's expression was indifferent, and he had expected this result.

No matter what era, women can't get rid of the temptation of milk tea.

Uncle Jiu and Ren Fa looked at each other in blank dismay, unable to understand why this outrageous way of drinking the mixture tasted so good.

Ren Fa took the milk tea and took a sip.

He put it down lightly, feeling that this thing was a little too sweet, which didn't suit his taste.

Milk tea is not very attractive to middle-aged and elderly men.

Uncle Jiu curled his lips, he had no interest in trying this strange combination at all.

This was just a small episode. Uncle Jiu and Ren Fa quickly skipped this matter and began to discuss the details of moving the grave.

But Ren Tingting was out of control, and was very interested in making milk tea. She pestered Lin Chuan to ask questions and wanted to learn this craft.

Lin Chuan did not hide his secrets, and taught her several common milk tea recipes.

It's not a secret recipe, just the prototype of milk tea.

Soon, Uncle Jiu and Ren Fa finished discussing the business and bid farewell to each other.

Ren Tingting chatted enthusiastically with Lin Chuan, and she was a little reluctant to let go, so she invited him to her rouge gouache shop as a guest.

Lin Chuan declined.

What a joke, I finally came to the world of Uncle Jiu, and I came to practice Taoism!

A woman will only affect the speed of his cultivation.

The first time Ren Tingting took the initiative to invite a man, she was rejected and was depressed.

Uncle Jiu went out, feeling very happy.The coffee tastes bad, but the egg tarts and pizza are very much to his liking.

"Xiao Chuan, why didn't you go when Tingting invited you to play just now?" Uncle Jiu felt that the eldest disciple was a little different, if it was Wen Cai and Qiu Sheng, he would have disappeared long ago.

"The disciple is focused on cultivating the Tao, and has no mind to do those messy things." Lin Chuan replied seriously.

"Good apprentice!" Uncle Jiu couldn't help giving a thumbs up.

Hui Jian cuts the thread of love and asks to break the world of mortals.

This disciple has his own demeanor back then!
"You can think like this, I am very pleased to be a teacher. Now that you have established your foundation, what kind of spells do you want to learn?" Uncle Jiu was happy, and wished to teach Lin Chuan what he had learned all his life, so that he could inherit his own as soon as possible. Mantle.

Uncle Nine has a lot of abilities.

Lin Chuan lowered his head in thought.

Kanyu, divination, exorcising evil spirits, catching ghosts... Maoshan Shushu is mostly good at it.

It can be said that learning from Uncle Jiu is more learned than becoming an official disciple under the ancestral gate of Maoshan.

What should I learn first?

"It's all up to Master's arrangement." Lin Chuan rolled his eyes and said respectfully.

He is a young child who doesn't know anything about cultivation.

"Okay." Uncle Jiu became more and more satisfied with this good apprentice.

"The law should not be taught lightly, nor should it be taught lightly."

"Choose a method that suits your mind, and only by practicing can you get twice the result with half the effort."

"How about this, you go to Aunt Cane's place first, and get back some paper and incense candles for Old Master Ren. I'll think about it again, and pick a spell that suits you to teach you in the evening."

Paper tie is the paper people and horses used to go to the grave.

Although Uncle Nine is doing a one-stop funeral service, it doesn't mean that he does everything by himself.

Similar to paper, coffins, stone tablets... These things have to be purchased from special shops.

Lin Chuan, as the eldest disciple of Uncle Jiu, is also a handyman in Yizhuang, and these rough jobs of running errands are inevitable.

After walking for more than ten miles, I came to Lijiazhuang.

Aunt Cane is doing something for someone.

"Are you the apprentice of Senior Brother?"

Aunt Cane glanced at Lin Chuan.

This young man is quite handsome, even more handsome than her senior brother back then!
Aunt Cane has a special affection for Lin Chuan, a handsome and temperamental young man.

"The bundles of paper are piled up in the backyard, but you have to wait for a while. After the matter here is settled, I will go get them with you."

"I know, it's important to save people first." Lin Chuan saluted politely.

The people who came to Aunt Cane for help were a couple from the countryside. The man was thin and dark, and the woman was thick and thick.

"The child was fine before, but I didn't know what unclean thing I encountered in the back mountain a few days ago, and I ran home crying, and didn't eat or drink during the day, and didn't sleep at night... What should I do!?"

With a crying voice, the woman grabbed Aunt Cane's sleeve and said.

The man standing next to him also had red eye circles at this time.

This rural couple, when their son was playing in the mountains a few days ago, he didn't know what evil had happened.

Don't eat or drink, don't know how to answer questions, like a fool.

The young couple has only one son, and the son has been acting silly these days, and the two of them are the two who are suffering the most in their hearts.

"I only have this one son, as long as I can save my son, I... I'll do everything I can to save him!" The man gritted his teeth.

"Don't worry, if I can save him, I will do my best." Aunt Cane agreed without any mention of remuneration.

Maoshan Taoist priests take it as their duty to help the poor and the poor. Although Cane Gu is a female generation, she also has a chivalrous heart.

Aunt Cane began to check the child's condition.

The little boy was only four or five years old, and he was at the time when he was full of vigor, but the child in front of him was pale, with a thin face, and sunken eye sockets. He looked like a walking dead, with only skin and bones left.

Lin Chuan was taken aback, thinking that he had encountered an African refugee.

This is too miserable!
Lin Chuan glanced at the child a few times, then turned his attention to Aunt Cane.

"This is the disease of losing the soul. I will call his soul for him."