Start as a Temple Spirit

Chapter 144: Uncle Jiu and Hanzi

Seeing that the elders of the village were about to quarrel, Yifeng hurriedly said, "Don't worry, brothers, let's go to the tea shed and talk slowly."

Just like that, Yifeng led a group of village elders who were fighting for the bone-strengthening pills towards the newly built tea shed.

It is said that Yifeng was a little puzzled as to why the elders of the mountain village attached so much importance to the bone-strengthening pill.

You know, Huitong Trading Company sells pills with the same effect, but Manshan and his friends prefer the Bone Strengthening Pill.

In this regard, he once asked Manshan the reason, but the latter was vague and just said: the effect of the bone strengthening pill is suitable for them, and he was unwilling to say more.

In fact, the reason why I love it is very simple, because Zhuanggudan has a hidden effect, that is, strengthening sexual function, hehe, those who understand will understand.

Just when the market business was booming, at the fork of the river in the northeast direction, a bamboo raft was breaking through the waves at an extremely fast speed.

The man who was paddling the raft was a man in his thirties, dressed wildly, in other words, like a refugee, with an untidy beard, two meters tall, and a muscular body.

Standing at the bow of the raft was a man, about fifty years old, also dressed wildly, with an untidy beard, about 1.8 meters tall, and a bohemian look.

The uncle was holding a wine gourd as big as his head and drinking savoryly. The river breeze blew his unruly hair, revealing his face full of stubble.

"Uncle Jiu, are we home yet?" The man holding a pole as thick as his arm looked at the uncle at the bow of the raft and asked in a buzzing voice.

"Yeah," the drunk uncle put down his wine gourd, opened his blurry eyes, looked at the green fields, gazed at the village in the distance, and said with a look of reminiscence, "Yes, we are home, silly, you are about to see your father, are you happy?"

"I don't know." The strong man on the iron tower propped up the pole hard and said with a silly look on his face, as if he was scratching his head.

These two people really live up to their names.

"Foolish boy, don't blame your father..."

"I don't blame you. My mother and my sister won't let me blame you."

"That's good, that's good." Uncle Jiu smiled with relief and continued drinking.

The arrival of the two people and the raft immediately attracted the attention of the busy villagers in the fields, villagers and prospective villagers, who all cast curious glances at them.

It was really because of the way these two people were dressed, and the bamboo raft that was sailing so fast, that it was too... well, how should I put it, wild, really wild.

"Who is coming?" Yibao, who was inspecting the land reclamation situation, stopped his horse on the river bank and asked loudly.

The two people on the bamboo raft gave Yibao a sense of danger, especially the uncle standing at the bow of the raft. He could sense the aura of the clan leader, who was a master.

"Uncle Jiu, someone is asking us where we came from." Seeing Uncle Jiu drinking by himself as if he didn't hear the question, Hanzi reluctantly reminded him.

"Ha." Uncle Jiu poured himself a glass of wine, put down the big wine gourd, looked at the two riders on the river bank, and looked them up and down.

When he saw the sturdy man in his early thirties, he looked reminiscent and shouted uncertainly, "Big guy, you are a little stone."

Shi Tou, who was standing next to Yi Bao, was stunned when he heard the words. The person who came actually knew him.

He couldn't help but take a closer look at the wild uncle standing on the bow of the raft.

When he saw the wine gourd in the wild uncle's hand, the long-forgotten memories in his mind were awakened, and a series of scenes flashed by, each of which showed a big wine gourd.

He looked at the wild uncle and asked uncertainly, "Are you Uncle Jiu?"

"Haha, good, good, you kid still remember my uncle Jiu. It was not in vain that I beat you up back then." Uncle Jiu laughed heartily.

"..." Shitou was speechless when he heard this, but he was also certain that this drunkard uncle was Uncle Jiu.

It is said that Uncle Jiu named himself Yijiu, but the clan leader and the great elder disagreed, saying that the name was too distinctive and would easily be targeted, so they changed it to Yijiu.

"Uncle Jiu, Yijiu..." Yibao felt that the name was somewhat familiar, and then an unbearable memory flashed through his mind, of a certain unscrupulous drunkard who played the guitar.

Twitching, the corners of Yibao’s mouth were twitching.

"Haha, it's really you, Uncle Jiu." Shitou turned over and got off the horse, happily heading towards the bamboo raft that was approaching the shore.

"Uncle Jiu, we're not going to fight while chatting, right?" Hanzi muttered softly.

"Why are we fighting? This is our hometown, not a bandit's den." Uncle Jiu said unhappily.

"That's right." Hanzi scratched his head and smiled foolishly.

"Uncle Jiu." Shitou pounced on Yijiu, who had just come ashore, and gave him a big bear hug.

"Let go, let go quickly. How can you hug me like this? If you want to hug me, go home and hug your wife." Yijiu said with a look of disgust.

"Uncle Jiu, I haven't married yet." Shitou let go of Yijiu and said embarrassedly.

"Alas, it's really hard for a fool to find a wife." Yijiu couldn't help but sigh when he heard it.

"Xiaobao, nice to meet Uncle Jiu." Yibao suppressed the twitching of his lips and stepped forward to greet him.

"Little Leopard?" Yijiu's eyes flashed with reminiscence, remembering a little kid whose penis he often flicked, and he said happily: "You are Little Leopard."

"Yeah, yeah," Yibao nodded repeatedly.

"Pa" Yijiu stepped forward and patted Yibao's shoulder heavily, saying admiringly: "Not bad, not bad, you have reached the Naling Realm. It's no wonder that I, Uncle Jiu, often played with your little dick."

The corners of Yibao's mouth twitched violently. Uncle Jiu, are you speaking human language?

"What is playing with a little dick?" Hanzi asked curiously.

Upon hearing this, Yibao and Shitou looked at Hanzi, who had a face as honest as an iron tower.

"Silly boy, play your little dick..." Uncle Jiu explained, omitting a hundred words.

"Oh" Hanzi suddenly realized what was going on after hearing this. He subconsciously covered his crotch and took a step back, away from Uncle Jiu who liked to play with his penis. He felt scared.

Fortunately, when Uncle Jiu found me, I already had a big dick, otherwise I would have been bounced.

"Uncle Jiu, who is this brother?" Shi Tou asked curiously.

"His name is Hanzi, and he is the long-lost son of the clan leader." Uncle Jiu introduced.

"The clan leader's lost son." Yibao and Shitou exclaimed in surprise when they heard this.

"Hey, hello two brothers." Hanzi scratched his head and greeted.

"Hello, Brother Hanzi, my name is Shitou, and my name is Xiaobao." Shitou and Yibao came forward, introduced themselves enthusiastically, and started chatting with Hanzi.

Hanzi was found by Yijiu by chance five years ago. At that time, he lived with his mother, sister and brother-in-law.

Since Hanzi's mother, the old patriarch's wife, suffers from Alzheimer's disease and is frail and unable to travel far, Hanzi has to fulfill his filial duty.

Uncle Jiu also wanted to find his relatives, so they didn't say goodbye to their families and embarked on this journey until the beginning of this year.

In fact, both of them were lucky. None of their relatives died in the disaster of the evil soldiers, but they were also stranded thousands of miles away.

Hanzi's mother took him and his sister to a village thousands of miles away, where they barely made a living by working as a long-term worker.

Later, my sister married a poor boy in the village, settled down in the village, reclaimed wasteland and cultivated land, and barely made ends meet.

Yijiu also found his lost relatives in a nearby village and took care of them for two years.