The speed depended on the amount of money, and the quality depended on the strength of the party.
The reconstruction of the mortuary was a 24-hour project. Apart from the fact that the first party (the local tycoons of the Ren family town) had given enough money, the second party was Taoist Master Lin Jiu, who had a profound cultivation.
In just four days, the brick mortuary was built. One had to say that money was godly!
After all, it was a mortuary. Master Lin Jiu had rejected the suggestion of the town elders to hold a banquet. The mortuary, which had expanded several times, was only cleaned up by Zhang Wenjie and the other two.
As for his master, Lin Jiu, he naturally crossed his legs and smoked a cigarette pot as the commander!
Thanks to the expansion, Zhang Wenjie finally didn't have to share a room with Wen Cai. Even Qiu Sheng had his own room.
With his own room, many things would be much more convenient!
* Cough *
Although there weren't many banquets, it was still necessary to have a good meal. Zhang Wenjie was the first to bear the brunt of it!
It couldn't be helped. Who asked Zhang Wenjie to have connections with mountain products!
Borrowing Qiu Sheng's bicycle, Zhang Wenjie relied on his strong body to spin his legs around.
He directly treated the 38th bar bike as a mountain bike, and the sand hanging from the rear wheels formed a smoke pillar.
After half an hour, Zhang Wenjie rode his bicycle back with a full load.
Chicken, duck, fish, shrimp, and crab were naturally not a problem.
Zhang Wenjie was in charge of buying, and Qiu Shengwen was in charge of cooking!
The division of labor was clear!
While waiting, Zhang Wenjie naturally flattered his master to drink tea and light a cigarette.
Lin Jiu was Zhang Wenjie's successor after all, so he naturally answered all his questions!
Where could one find such a disciple that could not be found even with a lantern lit!
Why couldn't a table of good dishes be accompanied by some wine? Zhang Wenjie bought a bottle of rice wine brewed by the Drunkard's Spring in Ren Town when he was buying vegetables.
The alcohol content was not high and was easy to drink. It was very suitable for this scene!
It's all because Master can't drink!
Drinking too much will ruin things!
"Pick up your chopsticks. Why are you looking at the master?"
"Oh, oh, oh! Start eating!"
Wen Cai and Qiu Sheng reached out their chopsticks the moment they heard that the chef was about to start eating.
"At least you know what's good for you!"
Wen Cai held the chicken head firmly with the chopsticks in his right hand and stared at Qiu Sheng, giving him a knowing expression.
"Humph! I don't think you dare to snatch my chicken butt!"
Qiu Sheng opened his mouth and stuffed the fat chicken butt into his mouth.
Zhang Wen looked at Qiu Sheng, who was eating the chicken butt so selflessly, and couldn't help but look at Wen Cai, who was being bitten by Tao Tian.
"Master, try this chicken!"
Zhang Wenjie picked up a new pair of chopsticks and gave the chef a piece of tender chicken.
"Hmph, look at the two of you, and then look at your junior brother. You don't even take me seriously!”
Lin Jiu glared at the two of them in anger.
"Hehe, I haven't eaten a whole chicken in a year. There are so many dishes today…"
Wen Cai nibbled on a duck leg and said with an oily face.
"Hmph, then Master isn't!”
Lin Jiu stared at Wen Cai with wide eyes.
"Master, Eldest Senior Brother is just joking. I bought the wine that you drank last time. Master, try it!”
Zhang Wenjie walked to the kitchen and scooped up the sealed rice wine from the well.
"Master, try it!”
"Hiss, this is the taste. I didn't expect it to taste like this after being soaked in well water!”
Lin Jiu drank another cup greedily and looked at Wen Caiqiu staring at him.
"What are you looking at? You don't know how to pour it yourself, but you want Master to pour it for you?”
"How would I dare!"
With the help of the alcohol, Zhang Wenjie found a paragraph from a folk legend to tease, using it to draw out the question he wanted to ask.
"Master, is there really longevity in this world?”
"Longevity?"
When Lin Jiu heard Zhang Wenjie's question, his face revealed a despondent expression as he repeated the word 'longevity' in a heavy tone.
This world gave Zhang Wenjie a thought, a desire, and that was to achieve the ultimate ideal of longevity.
Zhang Wenjie didn't want to die. He wanted to live a new life, no matter what.
"Longevity doesn't mean eternal life. My master told me to remember this when I stepped into the Dao!”
Lin Jiu put down his bowl and chopsticks, picked up the wine bottle, and filled his glass. He raised his glass and took a sip.
"If you were in the former Ming Dynasty, it might be possible for you to live forever, but now…in the Age of Chaos, it's even more difficult to seal the heavens and land!”
"Master, if what you said is possible, does it mean that the legend of Liu Bowen cutting the dragon vein really exists?”
Zhang Wenjie had a strange attitude towards the matter of cutting the dragon vein. If Liu Bowen was so awesome, how could he let Zhu Yuanzhang, this mortal, stand on his head and pee!
"Liu Bowen of the Ming Dynasty was indeed a strange person. Unfortunately, he was born in the wrong era. The so-called killing of the evil flood dragon was actually just a pretense!”
"Later on, some people began to spread that Zhu Yuanzhang sent Liu Bowen to cut off the fate of the Hidden Dragon in order to prevent the reappearance of the turmoil of the feudal lords at the end of the dynasty.”
"There's no need to say anything else. What's even more ridiculous is the saying of cutting off the dragon vein of China. Let's not talk about anything else.”
Watching his three disciples eating and listening with relish, the role of a teahouse storyteller flashed across Lin Jiu's mind.
"But it's true that since the Ming Dynasty, no one has been able to cultivate to the Golden Mortal realm. At most, they're fake pills, and that person is the ancestor of the Maoshan talisman lineage!”
Seeing that his disciples didn't understand, Lin Jiu shook his head, which was heavy due to the alcohol.
"Taoism has a long history. During the Ming Dynasty, there were indeed many people with the cultivation of Jindan. Only after swallowing a Jindan did I know that my fate was not in the hands of the heavens!”
"A Golden Core Cultivator can live for five hundred years, but that's only recorded by some of the major Daoist sects.”
When Zhang Wenjie heard that the spiritual energy was exhausted after reaching the Heaven's End Realm and that the path to immortality was cut off, his heart thumped like broken glass.
But thinking about it, he was a cheater with a system. Just because others couldn't do it didn't mean that he couldn't!
His mood instantly improved.
"Back then, your grandmaster and my master once told me that if I hadn't been in the Age of Chaos, but before the Great Tang Dynasty, my aptitude alone would have definitely surpassed the Jindan Stage and become a Land Immortal!”
In the eyes of the literary talent Qiu Sheng, the words spoken by his master after drinking too much were just like the storytellers in the teahouse, except that they were more vivid and vivid.
Wen Cai, who had eaten his fill and was picking his teeth, was dumbfounded by his master's words. Why did he end up saying that he was a Golden Core Immortal? Why did he say that he would surpass Jin Fan and become a God on the Road?
"What's the matter? How is it different from Jindan!"
Wen Cai remembered that there was a very popular character in the story that was used as an introduction to the story.
However, Zhang Wenjie didn't treat it as a joke. It was just that Wen Cai actually asked first. Although it wasn't the main point, it wasn't good to say too much.
"You must know that immortals caress my head and allow me to live forever, but who knows how many people have fallen on the path of Dao!”
"To become an immortal, one must cut three corpses. The upper corpse is beautiful, the middle corpse is delicious, and the lower corpse is silver.”
"Only by cutting off the Three Separations can one understand one's nature, be quiet and free, accumulate more Karma points, and finally become an immortal!”
"Alright, alright! Well said! Words! Qiusheng, don't you think so?"
Wen Cai had forgotten that he couldn't handle alcohol, but his brain was slow to react to alcohol, and he had ignored his master Lin Jiu's gaze.
" Eldest Senior Brother, don't interrupt Master!"
"Master, drink some wine and calm down!"
Zhang Wenjie pushed Wen Cai and poured a glass of wine for his master.
"Master, if the spiritual energy withers after the Ming Dynasty and the Dharma Ending Age arrives, wouldn't we cultivators be helpless against those demons and ghosts?”
"Mm, that's the point. Not bad, not bad. The wine is not bad either!”
Hearing Zhang Wenjie's deep question, Lin Jiu took another deep breath and stretched out two fingers.
Zhang Wenjie picked up the cigarette case on the table, handed a cigarette to the chef, and took out a match to light it.
"Compared to the Tang Dynasty and the Ming Dynasty, our cultivation methods have long abandoned those that have slow effects. It's not because we don't have patience, but because we don't have the conditions to last until the time of cultivation in the Age of Chaos!”
"The rest can only rely on the Outer Dao and magic tools!”
"If you use a magic tool made of natural treasures, it's not impossible to fight against a Golden Core cultivator!”
Zhang Wenjie knew that the system panel showed that he was a warlock, but he had no idea what was behind warlock. Taking advantage of his master being drunk, Zhang Wenjie scratched his head and revealed a curious expression.
"Then wouldn't Master be able to fight against a Golden Core? That Grand Master Ren wouldn't have the chance to resist under Master's golden sword!”
"Hahaha, magic tools are just worldly possessions. If I had a choice, I would rather choose a Golden Core cultivator. Moreover, that golden sword is only a slightly high-grade magic tool. It can't withstand a single blow from a Golden Core cultivator!”
"Master, what realm are you at now?”
Lin Jiu didn't reply to Zhang Wenjie directly. Instead, he revealed an unfathomable expression.
"Cultivation is omitted, so naturally, the realm is also omitted. The recognized division in the Dao World is that of warlocks, human masters, earth masters, and heavenly masters!”
"Originally, there shouldn't be a division of heavenly masters. After all, the heavenly masters before the Ming Dynasty were in the Golden Core realm. However, in order to make it easier to distinguish, they added a heavenly master. However, this heavenly master is only a western product.”
Just like that, the entire bottle of wine was finished by his master, Lin Jiu. Veins popped out on Zhang Wenjie's forehead. He was f * cking drunk. Wasn't he asking him to wash the dishes?!
With a cigarette in his mouth, Zhang Wenjie poured some sticky liquid formed by breaking the muddy water with a soap clip into the plate. Then, he picked up the watermelon bag and washed it vigorously.
For him, who had the system, so what if he was in a perilous situation? After all, he was a cheater. Jindan was not a dream. It was even possible for him to become a land immortal above Jindan!
"Phew, who asked this world to be filled with demons and ghosts!”
After spitting out the cigarette butt, Zhang Wenjie put down the last plate and turned to leave the kitchen.
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