Wen Cai and Qiu Sheng shrugged their shoulders and left. Zhang Wenjie knew that he had to be punished, so he could only wait awkwardly.
"Wenjie, although you're talented and intelligent, don't be arrogant and complacent. Although you know that there's always someone better than you, you should familiarize yourself with these two talismans today. I'll teach you the others tomorrow!”
"Yes, Master!"
Zhang Wenjie nodded in response. This kind of role model was really worrying sometimes. Qiu Sheng and Wen Cai were squatting at the crack of the door with their butts up, and even Zhang Wenjie could notice them, let alone Lin Jiu, who was his master!
However, he was pulled out by this master to be a role model, but he did not know that it would only backfire. He was young and frivolous. Who was willing to be compared to others?
Lin Jiu's mouth was still as soft as ever. After the meal was done, she forgot about her scolding and scolded Wen Caiqiu for serving the dishes. Zhang Wenjie naturally took on the role of wiping the table!
The next morning, Zhang Wenjie practiced his pole-standing with self-discipline. However, there was one more person beside him.
Since he had taught Wencai, he naturally did not mind teaching Qiusheng pole-standing. Compared to the lazy Wencai, Qiusheng was more focused, regardless of perseverance or patience.
Just as Lin Jiu Si and his disciples were about to have breakfast, the simple wooden door of the mortuary was pushed open violently. A skinny villager in ragged clothes rushed into the inner room while sweating profusely.
"Ninth Uncle! Ninth Uncle! Something bad has happened. Something bad has happened. T-Cough cough…T-The town is haunted. Quick…Come with me…"
Lin Jiu frowned. Just as he was about to speak, he saw that Zhang Wenjie had already brought a bowl of water to the villager who had just entered. His brows immediately relaxed.
"If you have something to say, take your time. Drink some water first. With my master around, don't worry!”
Lin Jiu was very satisfied with this kind of flattery. After all, if a disciple understood the ways of the world, it was naturally the teacher who taught him well!
"Cough cough…Thank you…"
After gulping down a large bowl of water, the villagers calmed down and started to talk about the matter.
"The crippled son of Old Liu's family in town has died. The way he died is too terrifying. Ninth Uncle, quickly follow me!”
"Alright, let's go now!"
Lin Jiu picked up the cloth bag on the table behind him and followed the villagers to Ren Town.
As for Zhang Wenjie and the other two disciples, they naturally followed closely behind. It was fine for Wen Cai and Qiu Sheng to have seen too much, but Zhang Wenjie wanted to see it for himself!
"Cockroach! How can you be so heartless! You can't die! Cockroach!"
Not long after the group entered Ren Town, they could hear hoarse wails from afar, accompanied by discussions from time to time.
"Go away, go away! Don't block the way, Ninth Uncle is here! Go away!"
"Ah! Ninth Uncle is here? That's great!"
"Ninth Uncle! Ninth Uncle!"
"Ninth Uncle…"
When the villagers heard the scolding, they immediately dispersed. When they saw Lin Jiu, who had a righteous expression on his face, they immediately relaxed. Many villagers greeted their master, Lin Jiu, kindly.
Zhang Wenjie truly felt the prestige of his master, Lin Jiu. This kind of sincere respect could not be faked.
As the crowd parted to reveal a small path, Zhang Wenjie and the others saw an old woman kneeling on the ground wailing.
"Mrs. Liu, my condolences. Ninth Uncle is here. Let go of Xiaoqiang first!”A villager saw that Ninth Uncle had already arrived in front of Mrs. Liu and hurriedly persuaded him.
After some persuasion, Lin Jiu could finally face the corpse. He raised his hand and reached out two fingers to touch his eyes and mouth. When his fingers touched his neck, he felt an unusual coldness.
Regardless of whether or not he died an unnatural death, a normal corpse would only feel cold, and definitely not cold.
Liu Xiaoqiang's death was beyond imagination, but it only made others feel uncomfortable.
However, in Zhang Wenjie's eyes, not only was Liu Xiaoqiang's death disgusting, but his corpse was constantly emitting a cold aura. Even when the sun was in the sky, it still lingered.
Zhang Wenjie was able to look straight at the corpse without any cultivation techniques, or with the Tears of the Cow or the Eyes Opening of the Willow Leaf. This was because of his innate ability, which was the so-called Eyes Opening of Mao Mountain.
Lin Jiu gently put down the corpse's left hand and looked up at Mrs. Liu, whose eyes were swollen from crying." Mrs. Liu, where did your son go yesterday?"”
"Old Liu hasn't been feeling well recently, so Cockroach said that he went to catch two big fish to nourish his body. Last night, he came back with two big fish and even personally cooked soup for the old man. He even advised me to rest more…"
Mrs. Liu seemed to be immersed in her memories, and her voice was trembling.
"Yes, in addition to what you said, I can basically conclude that your son has already died yesterday. He's only hanging on because of some kind of obsession. It's just that after completing his obsession, he'll calm down…"
"To put it in layman's terms, it's the last ray of light…"
Lin Jiu knew that everyone present was illiterate, so he told everyone in the most straightforward way.
"The last ray of light? Master, isn't this person dead? Why did he come back by himself? Could it be that he had turned into a corpse?”
Wen Cai looked at Liu Xiaoqiang's swollen bread and asked in confusion. This was also what many villagers thought.
"Cough cough…"
Qiu Sheng raised his elbow and bumped into Wen Cai. He coughed loudly and muttered under Lin Jiu's gaze.
"What my senior brother said is probably everyone's question. Because as long as a person dies with a breath and has an obsession, and accidentally comes into contact with cats or living things, the deceased may have a temporary recovery!”
"Am I right, Master?"
Qiu Sheng's last move made Lin Jiu blush in front of everyone. Lin Jiu nodded and added a few words to Qiu Sheng's words.
"That's right and wrong. When he was fishing, he should have been killed by a water ghost!”
"What? Water ghost? What should he do? Ninth Uncle, my family also fishes for a living. This is not a loss of livelihood. Ninth Uncle, you have to help us!”
"Yeah! Ninth Uncle, we usually wash our clothes by the river or swim by the river. This water ghost will kill everyone!”
"Ninth Uncle! You have boundless magical power, you have to take that thing away!”
Zhang Wenjie had long been used to this kind of person. He would be aloof when it had nothing to do with him, but when it involved his own interests, he would be anxious.
If these three sentences weren't enough, he would start to raise the moral kidnapping. However, his master, Lin Jiu, was so proud that he nodded in agreement to the villagers 'request for help.
Lin Jiu looked at the crowd, then turned to look at Mrs Liu, who was covering her groan. She shook her head gently." We still need Mrs Liu's help to eliminate the water ghost!"”
" What?!"
Mrs. Liu, who was still in grief over the loss of her son, suddenly heard the words of the powerful Taoist priest Lin. She raised her head and asked, not wanting to satisfy her hunger.
"If I want to eliminate Liu Xiaoqiang's murderer, I need to know where Liu Xiaoqiang was killed. Therefore, I need Mrs. Liu's permission to allow me to borrow your son's corpse…"
If he wanted to use the simplest method to find the water ghost, the most effective method was to start with Liu Xiaoqiang's corpse.
"What? You want to touch my son's body? No! Absolutely not!"
Lin Jiu was already used to Mrs. Liu's reaction. After all, it was a white hair. But Lin Jiu knew that someone would help him out.
The people who came out of the predicament were the surrounding villagers. A middle-aged man greeted Lin Jiu and said briefly,"
"Mrs. Liu, this is for everyone's sake. If you don't agree, then the Old Liu family's village bonus this year will be canceled!”
When Mrs. Liu heard this, she lowered her head and looked at her son, who had died with his eyes wide open. With tears in her eyes, she said with a sad expression,"If you can avenge my son, Ninth Uncle can deal with him. My poor son!”
As soon as he finished speaking, four or five aunties came forward to comfort him. Zhang Wenjie felt that this kind of bullshit was a waste of time.
Lin Jiu, on the other hand, was used to it. He turned around and ordered his disciple to do things." Qiusheng, offer the incense. Wenjie, you follow Qiusheng!"”
"Yes, Master!"
Zhang Wenjie was naturally more than happy to do so. This kind of human relations drama was too eye-piercing. How could it be more interesting than ghosts!
There was demand and supply. Zhang Wenjie followed Qiu Sheng around the town and soon prepared the tribute incense.
Lin Jiu took out a yellow talisman from his pocket and muttered to himself, then stuck it on Liu Xiaoqiang's head.
He took the incense stick from Qiu Sheng and held it with his back hand. With a turn of his hand, the incense stick burned and he inserted it into Liu Xiaoqiang's mouth.
He put his hands together and a yellow talisman fell into his palm. He pinched it with his right index and middle finger, and the yellow talisman straightened without any wind. Lin Jiu narrowed his eyes and muttered.
"The sky is bright, the earth is bright, undeads have spirits, undeads have sex; Forget the ringtone, hit if you say "oh", beat if you say "oh", and listen to my command; I'm in a hurry. Rise!"
As soon as Lin Jiu finished speaking, the yellow talisman on his right hand spontaneously ignited, and the yellow talisman on Liu Xiaoqiang's head almost spontaneously ignited at the same time.
The incense stick in Liu Xiaoqiang's mouth instantly burned halfway, and the thick smoke instantly entered his nose.
Lin Jiu, who had finished casting the spell, pulled the remaining half of the incense stick in Liu Xiaoqiang's mouth with his left hand. Liu Xiaoqiang, who was lying on the ground, stood up straight!
"Ah! The corpse is coming back to life!"
"Run!"
The villagers had never seen such a mysterious operation before. They instinctively roared hoarsely in fear!
"It's just a talisman tracking technique.”
Wen Cai, who had nothing to do beside Zhang Wenjie, couldn't help but show off. He received Zhang Wenjie's admiring gaze.
"What are you panicking about? Ninth Uncle is here!”
The man surnamed Ren, who had tried to persuade Mrs. Liu with emotion and reason, once again shouted at the panicked villagers. However, his swaying legs were out of tune with his earlier aura.
"Swiftly swimming is ultimately futile, Liu Xiaoqiang! If you don't return now, when will you?"
As Lin Jiu let go of Gong Xiang, Liu Xiaoqiang, who had lost the strength to stretch himself, twisted his body stiffly and walked toward the door.
Faced with such a scene, no matter how high Taoist Master Lin's cultivation was, it was nothing in the eyes of ordinary villagers. He ran away and cursed his parents for not giving him two more legs!
Liu Xiaoqiang, who had his eyes closed, was like a stringed doll. He walked stiffly on the town road, and the passers-by along the side had long scattered in fear.
Just as the incense was about to burn out, Liu Xiaoqiang came to a strange rocky river bank outside the town.
"Right here!"
Lin Jiu looked around and nodded. He casually raised his head, and the incense in Liu Xiaoqiang's mouth burned out. A faint smoke came out of his nostrils.
"Master, can't a water ghost find a substitute and reincarnate? Then could the water ghost now be Liu Xiaoqiang?”
"The water ghost is looking for a substitute. It's just a rumor. The more it harms someone, the more powerful it is. It will never stop!”
"Master, how are we going to get rid of that water ghost?”
"Even if we want to get rid of the ghost, we have to wait until night. The noon sun is the strongest now.”
Zhang Wenjie was like a curious baby asking his master, Lin Jiu, for more information. He really satisfied Lin Jiu's master addiction.
"Qiusheng, carry the corpse back to the mortuary!”
Originally, he was prepared to enjoy himself as a senior brother. No matter what, it was Zhang Wenjie's turn to do this kind of rough work. Who knew…
"Ah! This…"
Qiu Sheng glanced at Zhang Wenjie and responded to his master in a stiff tone. He bent down and carried Liu Xiaoqiang on his shoulder as he walked towards the mortuary.
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