Chapter 141

In the Mortuary Worker Shop that never closes day or night, the candles flickered.

Huang Xiaoliu seemed to have been hit by a freezing spell, standing motionless in the shop.

In front of it, a black cat was pacing back and forth.

Xu Qing looked at the little yellow weasel, whose legs were trembling and which kept casting pleading looks for help at him, and chose to ignore it directly.

In the future, everyone will inevitably be in the same hall, so let's just treat this as an early desensitization training.

"Is this the new Transmitting Hall scout recruited in the hall?"

Xuanyu stopped pacing and looked at Xu Qing.

"Is the Hall Master dissatisfied?"

Hearing Xu Qing call it the Hall Master in front of Huang Xiaoliu, the tips of the black cat's ears trembled. As an Immortal of the Cat Immortal Hall, this was the first time it had heard this title.

Xuanyu looked at Huang Xiaoliu and then commented: "A bit dull, looks like it's not very smart."

Huang Xiaoliu almost cried upon hearing this. Ask yourself, which marten seeing a cat dares to move around randomly?

Fortunately, Xuanyu didn't dislike it. After all, the hall was in need of manpower, and having an errand-running Transmitting Hall reporter was better than nothing.

Here, Huang Xiaoliu had just watched Xuanyu jump onto the counter and hadn't caught its breath yet when a majestic rooster walked in from the backyard.

Weasels and chickens have always been at odds. As soon as the two met, the golden rooster flapped its wings and pounced on it.

Xu Qing's brows jumped. This Jin Luan never had a moment of peace!

On the counter, Xuanyu had a belly full of words and wanted to talk to Xu Qing, but before it could speak, it was interrupted by the oblivious rooster.

The mouse could endure this, but the cat couldn't!

After a few claws, Jin Luan hummed and hawked back to the chicken coop in the backyard.

Huang Xiaoliu put its hands together and bowed repeatedly to Xuanyu to thank it.

Xu Qing was happy to see this. Just this small action by Xuanyu had already made the new employee completely submit.

Returning to the counter, Xuanyu, who had just beaten up the rooster, sat elegantly on the counter like nothing had happened, its tail habitually wrapping around its little feet.

It was like a young lady from a big family who had specially learned etiquette, able to retract and release at will.

Xuanyu stared unblinkingly at Xu Qing inside the counter.

Until a certain moment, it finally couldn't help but ask: "Immortal Xu, I heard from the big rooster that you established a Circle Hall outside, and the manager is a big tiger?"

When Xuanyu spoke, the tail wrapped around its little feet swayed involuntarily.

Xu Qing nodded: "That big tiger has good character, and our Cat Immortal Hall is short of manpower. In a few years, maybe Xuanyu will also experience cultivation disasters. Having an extra Circle Hall to solicit business, I think it can accumulate more incense for Xuanyu, so that in the future, when dealing with disasters, Xuanyu can be more relaxed."

Hearing this, the tip of Xuanyu's tail stopped swaying instantly.

"Is that so? Then I will also manage the hall well in the future, so that when Immortal Xu crosses the tribulation in the future, there can be enough incense to use."

Xu Qing smiled and said: "The days ahead are still long, Immortal Xuanyu doesn't need to work too hard. We will keep things as they were before."

"Hmm..."

The tip of Xuanyu's tail swayed slightly again. It suddenly asked: "Is that big tiger powerful?"

Xu Qing shook his head: "It has been in contact with the incense path since it was young with its foster mother. Its own cultivation is only a few decades. Later, its temple was abandoned, and there was not much incense left. Sometimes it has to think twice before transforming into a human form."

"Furthermore, people say that the cat is the tiger's master. Immortal Xuanyu has never relied on the power of incense before, and its own cultivation is all solid. So it must be Xuanyu who is more powerful."

Some Immortals rely purely on the power of incense. Guan Dazhuang's transformation ability and the various spells it casts when the Mountain Lord manifests are all born from incense. Once the temple walls collapse and the incense is exhausted, the magic power obtained will vanish like smoke.

Therefore, Xu Qing never treated incense as a cultivation, but as a consumable. Whether it is used to weaken disasters in the future or as hall expenses, they are all products left over from the red dust of the world. For him and Xuanyu, these things are not their foundation.

When hearing Xu Qing praise it for being powerful, the tip of Xuanyu's tail became still again.

It listened attentively to Xu Qing's praise, afraid of missing a single word.

"So Immortal Xuanyu only needs to focus on its own cultivation, no need to specially spend energy to gather incense."

Xuanyu pondered for a moment but did not choose to follow Xu Qing's suggestion.

"No, I want to accumulate incense, and I want to accumulate a lot of it..."

Xu Qing was stunned and was about to speak when he heard the cat in front of him say: "Immortal Xu is also about to face cultivation disasters. Only by accumulating enough incense can I help Immortal Xu reduce the tribulation."

"..."

Xu Qing laughed dumbly.

"Good, then let's accumulate a lot of it."

While speaking, Xu Qing suddenly thought of something. He looked at Xuanyu with shining eyes and said: "When I was in the Circle Hall, I learned the method of incense transformation from that big tiger. Does Xuanyu want to learn it?"

"Huh?"

Feeling Xu Qing's gaze, Xuanyu's already erect cat ears seemed to be even higher.

"Does incense transformation need incense?"

"Need some."

"How much is some?"

Xu Qing recalled the incense concentration when Guan Dazhuang transformed and replied: "About this much."

With a flip of his palm, Xu Qing withdrew a mass of incense from the Cat Immortal Hall's Dharma realm.

"Too much!"

Xu Qing blinked and said: "Xuanyu can wait until the incense is abundant before transforming. I can teach the method of incense transformation to Immortal Xuanyu first..."

"I don't want to learn!" Xuanyu said annoyedly: "If I learn it, I will definitely be unable to help wasting incense."

Seeing that the scheme didn't succeed, Xu Qing's expression was quite a pity.

"Immortal Xu, what does a tiger look like? Is it majestic?"

"Naturally majestic." Xu Qing smiled: "The tiger is the king of the mountains and forests, the leader of all beasts. Its roar is like a raging wave, shaking the earth. Otherwise, there wouldn't be the saying 'swallowing ten thousand miles like a tiger'."

The Mortuary Worker Shop's lights flickered. Xuanyu looked at its shadow reflected on the wall, which seemed to be even taller than a tiger.

Xuanyu knew it was just a shadow, but it still couldn't help asking: "How big is that tiger in the Circle Hall?"

Xu Qing pondered for a moment, reached out in front of the lamp, and constantly adjusted the distance from the lamp wick.

When the size of the fist shadow on the wall was just right, he said: "About this big."

Xuanyu's mouth opened slightly, amazed.

It had once lived in a big family's house, and the study room was infested with mice. It had the honor of going to the study room and saw a fierce tiger painting hanging on the wall. That tiger was only as big as a dog, but it never thought that a real tiger outside the painting would be so much bigger!

Xuanyu took back its gaze and looked at Xu Qing again.

"Then do you like big ones?"

Xu Qing blinked and said:

"Actually, small ones are also very cute."

In the second half of the night, Xu Qing closed the shop door and went to the Water Gate Bridge courtyard with Xuanyu, who wanted to play with the embroiderer.

The Water Gate Bridge courtyard was his Feng Shui treasure land for cultivating "Chang Generals" and "Ghost Soldiers." In these few days, the corpses in his box-garden had piled up quite a bit, plus the corpses in the courtyard, at least one new Chang General could be cultivated.

On the way, Xu Qing asked Xuanyu what business had been in the shop recently and if it had met anyone.

Xuanyu walked and said: "Someone came to buy paper offerings. At that time, I didn't possess the horse-riding disciple. That person was so impolite. When he saw me, he said I was a marinated egg..."

"I couldn't take it, so I possessed Sun Erniang and asked him for ten taels of silver for every paper offering."

Xu Qing's breath stagnated. This was really impolite. If it were anyone else, let alone Xuanyu, if it were other monsters, they wouldn't even want to have peace in their house recently.

"Did he give the money?"

"He gave it. He seemed to be very rich. Without a word, he gave a hundred-tael silver note and bought all the paper offerings in the shop."

"He gave it?" Xu Qing was surprised. You must know that a hundred-tael silver note is not a small sum, and those paper offerings together might not even be worth two taels of silver.

Xuanyu continued: "I was afraid the silver note was fake, so I went to find Boss Cheng across the street. She said she had never seen a hundred-tael silver note in her life and said she couldn't be sure."

"I kept it in mind and took the silver note to Old Man Hu to look at. He said it was real..."

Xu Qing said suspiciously: "Does Xuanyu still remember what that person looked like?"

"Wearing a mandarin jacket, a small hat on his head, playing with two walnuts in his hand, looking like Second Master Feng. He also asked if the big rooster in the shop was for sale..."

Hearing this, Xu Qing already roughly knew what kind of person the other party was. Most likely a "playboy" like Second Master Feng. People like this are usually not short of money, so it's no wonder the other party was so generous.

It is said that a black cat is a thing that wards off evil, easy to place in the south, saying it can suppress the house, ward off evil, and attract wealth.

Now it seems that this is really the case!

He had only been away for a few days, and Xuanyu had earned nearly a hundred taels of silver.

A zombie and a cat chatted and walked, and before long, they arrived at the Water Gate Bridge courtyard.

Xu Qing raised his hand and knocked on the courtyard door. The next moment, an ethereal tone of sorrow came from the courtyard.

"Deep boudoir, quiet and heavy doors closed, sparse stars a few points, night leaks are late, soul-breaking day, wind is clear, rain is fine, silver lamp flickers, thin shadow moves frequently, obsessed, slave's thin life, short-lived wandering at the end of the world, what day is the return date..."

"Slave's life is thin. Official, you knock on the door, is it to go to the Nine Springs with the slave?"

As soon as the words fell, the leaves of the two jujube trees at the door swayed without wind, and even the courtyard door rattled.

At a certain moment, a hanging rope suddenly hung down from the eaves in front of the door, and the dangling rope mouth just happened to reach a person's neck.

Xu Qing was speechless for a while.

This female ghost's method of scaring away the living was getting more and more fancy.

Beside him, Xuanyu was not afraid at all.

Bright moon falls in the quiet courtyard, black cat steps lightly on the shadow.

Xuanyu jumped lightly onto the wall and sat quietly, watching the female ghost in the courtyard working hard to scare people.

Until Xu Qing's voice came from outside the courtyard door, the female ghost who was singing and blowing wind hurriedly put away her "divine powers," and then floated to the door full of joy.

"Sir is finally back. Slave is alone in this deep house courtyard, not to mention how scared I am..."

Xu Qing felt his teeth ache listening to this, thinking to himself, what can you, a ghost, be afraid of? Could it be that this courtyard is haunted by "Zhen" (a ghost of a ghost)?

"Have you fallen behind in your homework recently?"

The homework Xu Qing referred to was naturally the Dan-role homework taught by Boss Liu, the leader of the Pear Garden Opera House.

"I haven't fallen behind. Recently, Sister Liu just taught me the techniques of a sword-horse Dan. Sir, wait, I will dance a flower spear for Sir to see!"

Saying this, the embroiderer came to the courtyard excitedly and took a flower spear from the weapons rack among the knives, spears, swords, and halberds.

The embroiderer's method of taking the flower spear was also different. She didn't use her hands, just turned her back and kicked the bottom of the spear shaft with her heel, like kicking a shuttlecock, and kicked the flower spear into the air.

Before the flower spear flew away from the weapons rack, the embroiderer pulled her hand to the top of her head, grabbed the spear shaft, and pulled the flower spear back into her hand.

Xu Qing had just returned from a business trip and was happy to watch a play to relax.

On the wall, Xuanyu looked at the female ghost who was dancing the flower spear brilliantly, and its eyes were shining.

This flower spear looked like a lot of fun...

After dancing the flower spear, the embroiderer bit her lip and said shyly: "Besides dancing with spears and sticks, slave also learned some music and dance. If Sir wants to see, slave will change into a set of clothes and dance for Sir..."

"..."

Xu Qing looked sideways at the cat walking towards this side after jumping off the wall and decisively stopped it: "We'll talk about this later. Today, Xuanyu and I came to handle other matters."

Only then did the embroiderer see the black cat walking over.

"Ah! It's Xuanyu, come quickly and let sister hug you."

"..."

Facing the female ghost without boundaries, Xuanyu chose to ignore her directly.

"It seems Xuanyu only feels close to Sir..."

Looking at the black cat that ignored her and walked straight to Xu Qing's side, the embroiderer sighed gloomily: "Xuanyu can follow Sir freely, but slave can only guard this deep house..."

Xu Qing shook his head slightly and said: "Xuanyu can come and go freely because it has four hundred years of cultivation. Even so, it only dares to stay in Jinmen. You have only been a ghost for a few days, and how many years of cultivation do you have?"

"Although this house is deep, it is a good treasure land for ghost cultivation. Furthermore, didn't you spend years in the boudoir before you died? Why do you miss the scenery outside today?"

The embroiderer stomped her feet anxiously upon hearing this: "Sir really doesn't know the interest. I want to follow Sir, not miss the scenery outside. If there were no Sir, slave wouldn't care to look at the scenery outside!"

"..."

Fine! This ghost is also a pestering ghost!

Let's just say, you, a perfectly good ghost, spend the whole day following a zombie out for a walk, is this talkable?

Xu Qing shook his head, turned around, took an iron shovel from the corner of the wall, and threw it to the embroiderer.

Seeing the female ghost still standing there in a daze, Xu Qing immediately said: "A sword-horse Dan not only needs to know how to dance with knives and spears, but also how to dance with iron shovels and hoes!"

"..."

Under the moon, there was a diligent and simple female ghost, holding an iron shovel, digging a pit to bury corpses there.

Seeing this scene, Xuanyu became even more convinced of its choice.

If it really listened to Xu Qing and used incense to transform into a human form, at this time, it might also have to hold a hoe and dig a pit there.

In the courtyard, after burying all the corpses, Xu Qing set up a ritual altar and began to condense the corpse Yin-evil to cultivate the Chang-soldier fruit.

Now the corpses in his box-garden had piled up quite a bit, plus the corpses in the courtyard, at least one new Chang General could be cultivated.

Xu Qing felt the scattered Yin-evil and conservatively estimated that at least two top-quality Chang Generals could be cultivated.

In the courtyard, Xuanyu and the embroiderer were afraid of affecting Xu Qing's ritual, so they ran to the roof ridge and watched from afar.

"Sir knows so much. Even the high-level mages in famous temples probably aren't much better." The embroiderer looked at Xu Qing, who was walking the steps and reciting incantations, and couldn't help but express admiration.

"Immortal Xu has always been like this."

Hearing the embroiderer praise Xu Qing, Xuanyu also seemed to feel honored.

(End of chapter)