Chapter 139

The Mushi was shaking violently, and Dou Zhile's hand gripping the big pipe was trembling, but that didn't stop him from loudly and indignantly accusing the Gray Immortal of his crimes.

It turned out the Gray Immortal had been trapped first, and the Dou family's worship of the Gray Immortal came later.

After thinking more carefully, why did Liu Junyan have me come to invite this Gray Immortal instead of Bai Xian'er?

Besides Bai Xian'er not dealing with human affairs, there is another very important reason: she is not qualified enough!

Bai Xian'er is not one of the Five Blessings Immortals.

But this Gray Immortal before us is!

Upon realizing this, I suddenly understood: just now… just now possessing Bai Xian'er's body and speaking those words to persuade the Gray Immortal must have been Bai Xian, one of the Five Blessings Immortals!

No, it also cannot be called possession.

That should be a kind of sound transmission that uses Bai Xian'er's body as a medium, right?

Continuing to analyze like this, many things became clear.

Many years ago, Bai Xian and the Gray Immortal were both persuaded by the Copper Coin Person to pledge loyalty to him, and he promised them that one day they would become gods.

As for the animal immortals, after cultivating for so many years and accumulating so much merit, what is it for?

Isn't it so that one day they can ascend to the heavenly court and become gods and immortals?

But the final result seems not to be as desired.

After harboring resentment for a long time, the door of the west room of the Dang Pu was opened again, and when the Copper Coin Person reappeared in this world, the Five Blessings Immortals who had been wandering outside for many years faced another choice.

Should they return to the pawnshop and follow the Copper Coin Person?

Or have they already established their own sect outside and are working alone?

Bai Xian clearly had lost all hope in the Copper Coin Person; she chose not to return and wanted to persuade the Gray Immortal to join her.

The Gray Immortal struggled for a long time, neither immediately agreeing to Bai Xian nor making a final decision.

Is he, like Bai Xian, no longer believing in the Copper Coin Person?

Or is it because what has truly appeared in the world now is not the Copper Coin Person's true self, but Liu Junyan?

On the night the west gate opened, I had already noticed that Liu Junyan had changed.

I had also suspected that his change was related to the Copper Coin Person.

Only now has everything become clear.

Liu Junyan made a deal with the Copper Coin Person; the Copper Coin Person helped him leave the pawnshop, and what he promised the Copper Coin Person in return might be even more.

No, there are still some places that don't seem quite right.

Liu Junyan is not the kind of person who would do something like drinking poison to quench thirst.

I have been wondering who originally established the Wufu Town pawnshop.

Now it seems that even if it wasn't the Copper Coin Person, the pawnshop's becoming what it is today must still be inseparably linked to the Copper Coin Person.

What the Copper Coin Person bears is not only the feng shui layout of the Wufu Town pawnshop, but also his promise to the Five Blessings Immortals, and the dozens of additional spirit tablets on the altar—those are all debts to be repaid!

Does Liu Junyan even understand that he made a deal with the Copper Coin Person?!

The more I think about it, the more frightened I become, and the angrier I get.

My mind is now full of Liu Junyan's deal with the Copper Coin Person, completely forgetting my current surroundings.

Until a young but somewhat frivolous voice sounded from above: "Hey, little sis, what are you thinking? My younger brother's mare's saliva already said they'd done it, this tomb chamber is about to collapse, aren't you going to state your position?"

I was startled by that "little sis" and instinctively looked toward the direction of the voice, seeing a young man not far ahead of me, leaning against a pile of coffins.

He is slightly slim, about 1.8 meters tall, wearing a white robe, his brows and eyes somewhat gloomy; if he didn't speak, he could be praised as "a peerless handsome gentleman".

But as soon as he opened his mouth and said "little sis", it was all ruined.

He has a streak of white hair on the right side of his forehead, which inexplicably made me feel close to him.

He was playing with a wooden bead the size of a ping-pong ball, and when my gaze met his evenly proportioned, distinct fingers, both of my eyes lit up.

These hands… are just too good-looking!

His fingers are excessively long; when he turns the bead, each joint rises and falls, looking beautiful and powerful, as if a single finger could dictate the universe.

Just looking at those hands, this man could bewitch a bunch of girls.

Of course, the premise is that he doesn't open his mouth to speak.

"Tsk, you're looking at my hands?" As I was wandering in thought, that damned fellow opened his mouth again: "How about… letting you touch them to try?"

Me: "……"

I was practically sweating black lines, for a moment not knowing how to communicate with him.

Beside him, Dou Zhile impatiently said: "Can't you fix that old habit of your cheap talk? Talk about the matter, the matter!"

"Hey, no, Old Le Tou, am I the Immortal Clan or are you?" the man frowned, saying: "Did I give you too much freedom, spoiling you to the point of not knowing the height of heaven and depth of earth?"

"Enough." My temples throbbed, I solemnly interrupted them and said: "I came under the order of my Seventh Lord to invite the Gray Immortal to sit in the pawnshop, but everyone has their own aspirations; if the Gray Immortal has other plans, I won't force him."

Having said that, I fixed my gaze on the Gray Immortal, waiting for his answer.

Dou Zhile stood beside me, his eyes almost twitching, constantly gesturing for the Gray Immortal to nod.

The Gray Immortal hissed.

I noticed that since he manifested in human form, the whole tomb chamber has been shaking, yet the surrounding coffin boards remain completely still.

That seems unreasonable, but the Gray Immortal is skilled in Lu Ban's techniques, which makes it reasonable again.

The wooden bead he has been playing with in his hand has quite a background.

For such a person, I naturally wish I could immediately invite him back and enshrine him high up.

Among the Five Blessings Immortals, Bai Xian has already expressed her attitude: she will not return to the pawnshop.

Huang Xian originally shared the same pants as Bai Xian.

As for the remaining two, they currently seem hard to control.

What remains is that only this Gray Immortal might be won over by us.

But I don't dare argue with him; the tomb chamber will collapse sooner or later, I'm afraid we'll all be buried here by then, and he's still spouting nonsense.

"What an unfeeling young lady." The man pondered and asked, "Ah, if I go back, now among the Five Blessings Immortals, would I be ranked this?"

He raised his thumb, playfully hooking it up and down.

I answered truthfully: "Now the Five Blessings Immortals have a vacant position; if the Grey Immortal returns now, he would be first."

"All right!" The man flicked his white robe, pleased, "I like to save face, I always strive to be first; since the Five Blessings Immortals have a vacancy, I'll reluctantly go back and take the top spot."

Dou Zhile pursed his lips, brought the big pipe to his mouth, took a hard drag, and visibly relaxed.

I then took out that purple talisman paper, made a hand seal, and slapped it onto the hexagonal palace lamp.

At the moment the purple talisman ignited without fire, the Grey Immortal turned into a wisp of smoke and instantly vanished into the hexagonal palace lamp.

The Grey Immortal bears Heavenly Punishment and cannot leave this tomb chamber.

But he can use the hexagonal palace lamp to return with me.

This situation seems somewhat like Liu Junyan's previous condition.

As soon as the Grey Immortal entered the hexagonal palace lamp, the surrounding coffin plates instantly began to collapse, the tomb chamber shook, and Dou Zhile and I immediately ran out.

On the way back, Li Qingying drove while Dou Zhile kept telling me about his Immortal Clan's virtues: "He's just a bit sharp‑tongued, but he's a good person and quite capable; maybe he's been stuck in the tomb chamber too long and just wants someone to talk to. Xiao Jiu Zhanggui, when you talk to him later, just automatically filter out his nonsense; if that doesn't work, let Seventh Lord give him a silence spell—it'll buy us two hours of peace."

I don't think the Grey Immortal is bad at all; Wufu Town Pawnshop is too lacking in liveliness and needs someone like him to liven the atmosphere.

I smiled and asked, "Old Dou, I haven't yet asked what your Grey Immortal's name is; how should I address him?"

Dou Zhile said, "His name is Hui Moqiong, and he's nicknamed the Grey Fifth Lord."