Qiu Sheng wanted to have a good rest after reading all this, but he suddenly found an inexplicable force in his Dantian. This force did not move and just stayed quietly in his Dantian. It should have been left behind by his ancestor. Qiu Sheng, who had been studying it for a long time but had not made any progress, did not think too much about it. He lay on the bed and fell asleep.
After resting for a few days, Qingqing's emotions finally stabilized a little. The Four-Eyed Daoist had yet to recover from the after-effects of the Mao Mountain Godly Beat, and could barely get out of bed and walk. After all, they had invited their ancestors, so it was understandable that the repercussions would be severe.
Seeing that Qingqing had recovered a little, Qiu Sheng brought her to the four-eyed Daoist's room and said,""Uncle-Master, Master probably sent me a message because he has something to tell me. I plan to bring Qingqing back.”(PS: Let me explain this here. The communication talisman can't transmit information. It can only provide a response. It's just like when you receive a call, but it doesn't have the function of answering the call. It wasn't explained earlier, so I'll explain it here to prevent my brothers from misunderstanding.)）
"Brat, you have to take good care of Qingqing. Otherwise, I, as your Uncle-Master, won't let you off. It just so happens that Shixiong also used a communication talisman to look for me. When you go back, remember to tell him about the situation and be careful of your Eldest Martial Uncle.”The Four-Eyed Daoist pretended to be stern.
"Don't worry, Uncle-Master. Qingqing won't be bullied by me. Besides, Master won't allow me to bully her. As for the situation here and Uncle Master, I will explain it to him in detail.”Qiu Sheng smiled.
"Mm, Qingqing. If Qiusheng bullies you, remember to come back and look for me. I'll deal with him.”
"Got it, Taoist priest." Qingqing replied.
"Martial Uncle, we'll be leaving then. Help me say goodbye to Jia Le." Qiu Sheng remembered that Jia Le had gone out to buy medicine, so he greeted the Four-Eyed Daoist.
"Got it. Be careful." The Four-Eyed Daoist waved his hand.
The two of them set off. Qiusheng brought Qingqing along, wanting to slow down on the road so that she could relax. Who knew that the communication talisman would heat up after a while. Helplessly, he could only bring Qingqing along as he hurried on his way.
They hurried and finally arrived at the mortuary in the evening.
"Wow! Hello, beautiful. My name is Wen Cai." The moment he entered the mortuary, Wencai introduced himself as though he had discovered a new continent, staring straight at Qingqing.
"Hello, beautiful. I'm his junior brother, Miao Cai.”A man who looked similar to Wen Cai said. (PS: The real person of the second talent is the actor of the Zombie Supreme. For the sake of the plot, he was renamed the second talent, the third disciple of Ninth Uncle.)）
"Humph!" Ninth Uncle snorted coldly and glared at the two of them. He turned to Qiu Sheng in confusion.”
"Oh! Master, it's like this." Qiu Sheng babbled on about the situation at the Four-Eyed Daoist's place in detail.
"In that case, your Senior Martial Uncle might be the mastermind?”Ninth Uncle asked with a frown.
"I'm not sure, but it should be close. However, he hasn't given himself away yet, and we don't have any evidence to prove it.”Qiu Sheng said lightly.
"By the way, Master, why did you call me back in such a hurry?”
"Humph! It was all because of these two brats.”At the mention of this, Ninth Uncle was furious.
It turned out that when Qiu Sheng left, Wen Cai's distant cousin, Miao Cai, came over. Under Wen Cai's pleading, Ninth Uncle accepted him as his third disciple. Everything was going well, and Miao Cai's performance was also alright.
Until a few days ago, when the Ghost Festival was approaching, as the agent of the Bank of the Underworld to produce coins in the world of the living, the messenger of death came to ask for more money to be burned, and the underground resources were in high demand. Therefore, Uncle Nine had been busy making Underworld coins for the past few days. However, he had forgotten to tell Miao Cai some common knowledge about the Hungry Ghost Festival. It caused Miao Cai and Wen Cai to get into trouble.
The Ghost Festival, also known as the Ghost Festival, was the fifteenth day of the seventh month of the lunar calendar.
It was said that on this day, the gates of hell would open. Those ownerless souls in the netherworld would come up to receive alms from the Yang Realm under the escort of the ghost officers. This was also the reason why people would burn money for ownerless souls when worshipping ancestors. Not only was he afraid that wandering ghosts would snatch the money for his ancestors, but it was also because of this rule.
It could be said that the night of the Ghost Festival was the most likely to encounter dirty things. The night of the hundred ghosts was not a joke. Therefore, after burning the paper money and paper figurines that night, people would go home early and close their doors. They did not dare to stay on the streets for too long. On this night, no one would set up stalls or sell them on the streets. The street was deserted.
After Ninth Uncle finished making the Underworld Coins, Wen Cai ran over while panting heavily and said,"Master, let's go and watch the show. Miao Cai has already reserved the venue.”
Uncle Nine frowned." That's not for people to see. It's for ghosts to see." Don't you know what day it is today? I told you before that today is the Ghost Festival. Don't go out and cause trouble at night. You... You're ignoring my words.”
"But Miao Cai is still there."”
"Hurry up and lead the way. If you cause trouble for me again, I'll skin the two of you alive.”Ninth Uncle glared at Wen Cai helplessly.
"Oh, oh."
Wen Cai immediately brought Ninth Uncle and rushed to the troupe.
As for Miao Cai, he was holding a sugar cane in one hand. As he watched the show, he spat out bagasse and muttered,"Why isn't anyone coming to watch such a good show? If I had known earlier, I wouldn't have been in such a hurry to reserve a seat.”
The performer on the stage saw Miao Cai standing alone below the stage and was anxious. He winked and whispered,"Hurry up and leave this place."
Miao Cai looked around but didn't see anyone. He looked at him in confusion.
At this moment, Ninth Uncle and Wen Cai had already arrived at the door and lifted the curtain.
Seeing that Miao Cai was fine, Wen Cai turned to Ninth Uncle and said,""Master, isn't it fine? Wasn't Miao Cai there? Look at how happy he was. What singing for ghosts?”
Ninth Uncle glared at Wen Cai and took out four willow leaves from his pocket.""Here, stick it between your eyebrows and take a look.”
As he spoke, he handed two pieces to Wen Cai and stuck two pieces on his eyebrows.
Wen Cai pasted the willow leaf and turned his head to look. He was shocked to see that there were ghosts all around him. He begged Ninth Uncle for mercy,"Master, can I not look?"
Uncle Nine glared at him." It's so beautiful. Why don't you look at it?"”
He looked around and saw four ghosts standing at the side. They were different from the others. Wen Cai could not help but ask curiously,"Master, what are those four ghosts doing?”
"That's the ghost officer. After these ghosts finish watching the show, they will escort these ghosts back.”
"Oh no!" Ninth Uncle had just finished explaining when his expression suddenly changed.
An extremely wretched female ghost touched Miao Cai's chest. At this moment, a beautiful female ghost descended from the sky and waved the female ghost away. She blew out a mouthful of smoke at Miao Cai.
Miao Cai suddenly realized that he was surrounded by people. He couldn't help but sigh."Wow, why are there so many people? When did you come in?"
The female ghost took a step forward and smiled." You were so engrossed in watching the show. Of course you don't know."”
Ninth Uncle's expression changed as he said to Wen Cai,"I'm afraid this female ghost wants to bewitch Miao Cai. Wen Cai, stretch out your hand. I'll tie a red thread for you. You go in and bring Miao Cai out. Otherwise, after the banquet ends, he will follow those ghosts to the eighteenth level of hell and can't save anything.”
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