Chapter Forty-One
The sun rises and the moon sets.
Time passes day by day.
Qiu Sheng has been boxing and enlightening all day long, and has two hundred strands of magic power in his body. The reason why he can achieve such speed is, firstly, related to Uncle Jiu's profound merits, and secondly, it is closely related to the environment.
Now, although it is the age of the end of the law and the restrictions are getting more and more serious, it is still better than Hong Kong Island in the 1980s.
Of course, with the appearance of various ghosts, the world with which Meng Fan was most deeply bound began to move into the unknown, and the restrictions on cultivation became increasingly loose.
"Senior brother, see you tomorrow morning."
Outside Yi Zhuang, Awei, who had a top-quality lightning strike wooden safety buckle hanging on his waist, waved his hand with a smile on his face.
"Well, have a nice trip."
Meng Fan nodded.
Behind him, Wen Cai was clearing the table.
In this not-so-peaceful era, Renjia Town, which is located in a corner and lives a stable life, can be regarded as a rare and peaceful place.
Of course, we have to ignore the previous incident of Old Master Ren raising his body——
Even though there were no casualties and the incident never appeared in public, there were still rumors and whispers that spread secretly.
"Dong~dong!"
"In the middle of the night, be careful of candles!"
The sound of gongs was heard far away from the small town, and could also be heard faintly in Yizhuang, which was located in the dense forest on the outskirts.
In fact, the watchman shouted this while standing in front of the last shop at the end of the town, facing the direction of Yizhuang, and did not dare to go through the woods.
After all, for people who eat the night watch, there are more things that should be tabooed than ordinary people, and they also have more respect for ghosts and gods.
"This world..." Uncle Da Da sighed and sighed, thinking about the time he met the female pervert Dong Xiaoyu late at night and was made unreasonable demands.
This is the first time I have encountered such a bad thing in thirty years of work. If I had not met Daoist Meng, I might have lost my life.
"No, please inform the mayor tomorrow morning."
"Gotta pay more!"
This world is in chaos, and evildoers are emerging!
As soon as he thought of this, he couldn't help but speed up his pace.
Suddenly, a beautiful woman walked out from the corner.
In the middle of the night, I suddenly saw a beautiful woman walking alone on the street, and my uncle couldn't help but shudder.
But the woman didn't stop him, and walked straight out of the town as if she hadn't seen him.
This direction...
It seems to be Yizhuang.
In the courtyard, Meng Fan sat on a futon and silently practiced the "Shangqing Dadong Sutra".
Suddenly, his eyes opened.
He raised his eyes and looked at the door.
Not long after.
Knock knock knock——
The knock on the door was not urgent, but had a certain rhythm. It was definitely not that of a fussy boy like Ah Wei.
"Ghost spirit."
Qiu Sheng, who decided to stay in Yizhuang permanently, was meditating in the corridor and exited the practice state, with a faint look of expectation in his eyes.
What do ghosts do in Yizhuang?
Don’t you know there are Taoist priests here?
"Is anyone here?"
A woman's soft voice came through the courtyard door.
"Yes, yes!"
Before Senior Brother Meng could take action, Qiu Sheng rushed up and happily opened the door for the female ghost.
Squeak~
The solid wood courtyard door opens.
I saw a young woman wearing a dark blue skirt standing outside the door. The dark clothes were white, and ghosts have good skin, so she looked particularly dignified and beautiful.
Qiu Sheng, who was about to shout and kill, was stunned for a moment, and said warmly: "What is the girl doing here in the middle of the night?"
"Two Taoists, I want a coffin."
"There were heavy rains in the summer, and the coffin we used to live in rotted and cracked. It started leaking yesterday."
Qiu Sheng: "..."
Meng Fan: "..."
So straightforward?
He turned to his senior brother for help.
Meng Fan looked at the female ghost carefully and found that her aura was light and not tainted with the evil spirit of blood.
"This Taoist master, is it possible that the Nu family has something wrong with his face?" she said playfully.
"no."
Meng Fan shook his head, pointed to the morgue next to him, and said, "Come in, there are a batch of ready-made coffins here, you can choose one yourself!"
"I don't want smelly zombies to sleep with me."
The female ghost sounded disgusted and pointed at the unfinished ten-page tiles in the courtyard, that is, the coffin made of ten pages of wood——
There are three pages on the top, three pages on the bottom, two pages on each side (both sides), and ten pieces of relatively valuable wood on the sides (front and back).
"Then let's pick it up late tomorrow night."
As a visitor came to the house, Meng Fan thought he had nothing to do, so he decided to do a good deed and decided to start work during the day to give the female ghost a good place to live again.
"Don't worry, the slave family has other requirements."
"you say."
Qiu Sheng became interested.
It was the first time that he met a female ghost who had so many demands. The key point was that she spoke in a precise manner and had a measured approach and retreat, just like a lady.
"The top of the coffin is inlaid with an imperial seal and a consecrated bronze mirror."
"Ah? Senior brother...this...this..."
The requirements are very high now. The only people in Yizhuang who are qualified to make utensils are Jiu Shu and Meng Fan.
"Can."
Meng Fan nodded and warned again:
"I'll pick it up late tomorrow night. Remember not to scare innocent passers-by."
Isn't it great that the things you do casually can allow people to enjoy stability underground for thousands of years?
During this period, he spent time practicing Taoism and fishing. His mentality became particularly peaceful and his personality became more easy-going.
"Thank you, Master Dao~"
The female ghost knelt down and saluted, and said with a smile: "I will pick it up at this time tomorrow."
As soon as he finished speaking, he flicked his sleeves and robe and flew away.
From beginning to end, there was no mention of remuneration.
The philanthropic Taoist Meng is also prepared to be prostituted for free. After all, he only uses thunderous methods on those murderous evil spirits. Ghosts with light breaths like this have a different attitude.
"Master."
As soon as the female ghost left, Uncle Jiu put on his clothes, walked out calmly, and asked what was going on.
"I see."
After hearing Qiu Sheng's narration, Uncle Jiu nodded and said, "Since you are asking for help at the door, it is not good to just sit back and watch."
"Xiaofan, you and Qiu Sheng will finish processing the coffin tomorrow morning, and I will seal the bronze mirror."
"Uncle, why does she want a bronze mirror?"
"A funeral custom formed in the Ming Dynasty. When a woman who has not yet left the palace dies, a prominent family will inlay a illuminated bronze mirror on the top of her coffin, firstly to immobilize the soul, and secondly for protection."
Uncle Jiu explained seriously:
“You must know that people are divided into good people and bad people, and ghosts are also divided into good ghosts and bad ghosts.
Some evil ghosts like to challenge the order of the underworld and secretly recruit ghost servants to cause trouble. Some are extremely lustful and set up magic mirrors to deter them, so that they will not dare to tarnish the innocent lady."
Qiu Sheng and Meng Fan nodded.
Having an elder in the family is like having a treasure.
Another little knowledge.
"By the way, this matter also has merit. In addition to killing demons and eliminating demons, our Taoist priests from Maoshan will also help the underworld deal with ghosts properly. We will also add something to our book."
This time Meng Fan was even more interested and quickly asked: "Uncle, why would the underworld allow ghosts to stay in the human world? Just send the underworld to pick them up as soon as possible, and there won't be so many things to worry about."
"There are too many creatures dying every day, so how can there be many evil deeds? Unless they do too many evil things and are targeted by the underworld, most of those who keep to themselves and can live in peace with the people in the upper world live in peace."
"You two work hard, and most of us Maoshan Taoist priests can get an official position."
Chapter completed!