Still the same sentence: It is easier to invite God than to send him away.
At this point, even if you ask Granny Mi, there is no way to change the status quo.
In addition to secretly worrying about Zhao Youliang, I could only think about how to "secretly" help him change.
...
An evil hall is an evil hall. After "Zhang Banxian" wrote the order, he directly asked Zhao Youliang to pay for it. There were no procedures such as disciples offering incense, asking the leader to sit down, negotiating terms, and ordering troops.
He just told Zhao Youliang to provide food on time, and to have four dishes and one soup of meat on every first and fifteenth day of the Lunar New Year.
It was a matter of his own life, so Zhao Youliang naturally agreed.
Afraid of forgetting, I took out a pen and paper and wrote it down carefully.
Seeing his attitude, "Zhang Banxian" giggled with satisfaction and ate some more candy offerings before leaving with satisfaction.
After the Xianjia left Zhang Banxian's body, her eyes returned to normal instantly.
However, he looked even more haggard, as if he hadn't slept in several days.
"Okay, everything is done. I have to go back and tell the immortal family in the hall. So that they can come to the hall tonight."
"Just remember, don't go to bed before twelve o'clock at night, and always wait at the back door."
"When you see footprints and hear people's voices, go to the memorial tablet and ask for it. After the immortal family is seated, burn incense and pay tribute."
"When everything is settled, you can go about your business!"
Zhao Youliang nodded repeatedly to indicate that he understood, and at the same time took out the 500 yuan he had prepared in advance and gave it to Zhang Banxian.
This is also his only remaining savings.
"Master, you have been busy for a long time, so please keep this tea money."
"If I have anything to do in the future, I need to beg you!"
Zhang Banxian saw that Zhao Youliang was so "high-spirited", so he smiled and put the money into his pocket.
After saying a few polite words to Granny Wenmi, Shopkeeper Sun asked shopkeeper Sun to take a taxi back to his village.
After they left, Granny Wenmi looked at the sparse eight halls and felt sad.
Zhao Youliang was not stupid, so he naturally realized there might be something wrong when he saw his expression.
So he asked the old man while asking him to sit down.
"What's wrong, Grandma Liu, what's wrong?!"
Grandma Qi Mi just shook her head slowly and did not answer. After a moment, she asked back.
"Quantum, have you really seen Master Hui Liu with your own eyes?!"
Zhao Youliang nodded repeatedly: "I've seen it, I've really seen it!"
"He even gave me a talisman!"
After Zhao Youliang finished speaking, he immediately took out the rain-soaked talisman from his arms.
Although the cinnabar on it was blurred, he still didn't want to throw it away.
Granny Wenmi took it and looked at it carefully for a long time, her brows finally relaxed a little.
He motioned with his eyes to Zhao Youliang to follow him out, and spoke softly.
"Go and buy the most expensive tablet with the best wood!"
"Then put this talisman on the ranking and put it...don't put it with the ones just now, put it in the room where you sleep!"
"Remember that when you burn incense in the future, the first incense must be given to Master Hui Liu! In addition, Master Liu is a real immortal, and he cannot donate blood or meat...just fresh fruits and melons will do!"
"If he can show mercy to you, you can walk across the entire Northeast!"
Everyone trusts acquaintances, let alone Hui Liuye and Xiao Diaozi who saved him.
Zhao Youliang immediately followed the instructions.
And you don’t buy one tablet, but three.
Except for the largest one reserved for Mr. Hui Liu, one of the other two smaller ones was written "Little Dumpling" and the other one was written "Brother Huang".
Brother Huang was the Huang Jiaxian who took him out of the ghost show that night.
Although Zhao Youliang didn't know that Huang Xian helped him break the "Niushijiang", he was still grateful.
Because I don’t know what the other person’s name is, I can only use “Brother Huang” instead.
The above things are simple for me to talk about, but in fact they have been busy all morning.
After sending Granny Mi away and forcibly giving half of the meat he bought to the old man, Zhao Youliang immediately started cooking.
After all, it's fine to go hungry on your own, but you can't starve the big yellow dog and your "cousin" Wang Youcai.
In fact, the main thing is the big yellow dog.
Last time, because I didn’t cook on time, I was pinned to the ground and scratched, and my face blossomed...
However, to Zhao Youliang's surprise, this time the big yellow dog didn't dare to eat with him.
Instead, he glanced at "Wang Youcai" in fear, and then hid in the corner with the dog bowl in his mouth and his tail between his legs.
I didn't even dare to lick my lips when I was eating, just for fear of making any noise.
That look was even better than our little daughter-in-law who just passed by!
"Oh, let me go. Brother Dog, what's wrong with you?"
"Be civilized and polite and stop fooling around?!"
Zhao Youliang made fun of the big yellow dog, but Zhao Youliang didn't think carefully about the reason.
After putting away the chopsticks and bowls and telling Wang Youcai not to go out, he went to the street.
Let's find out if anyone's family is "embarrassing". After all, Wang Youcai can't always be raised in his own home.
This was not because Zhao Youliang was reluctant to spend money, but because the two men lived together for a long time.
When outsiders know this, they must be thinking wrongly, right?
He, Zhao Youliang, is still a "young man", he has to care about his reputation...
Secondly, let’s go to the prison and see if we can contact some business and buy some paper figurines or something.
After all, the salary the wicked Taoist priest gave Zhao Youliang before he left was all for him to send to his adoptive father to pay for his hospitalization expenses in one lump sum.
You can’t just sit back and rest in vain!
It's a pity that after searching for a long time, not only did I not get any news about Wang Youcai, I didn't even get in touch with him for business.
He just heard from a prison guard who was familiar with him that a group of prisoners would be shot tomorrow, and they would be the ones committing crimes in gangs.
As for whether people want paper figures, that’s another question.
Speaking of gang crimes, this time in the mountains outside the town.
The "death prisoner" who used cowhide to kill Zhao Youliang was constantly driving away the flies surrounding him.
In just one day and one night, his body became more rotten and smellier.
What was placed in front of him was the corpse of the head-down master who had made flesh corpses to harm Zhao Youliang.
"The condemned man" muttered to himself as he stared at the corpse.
"Before I was taken to prison, I clearly handed him the 'Seven Miserable Stones'."
"Why are things missing? Even the spiritual baby given by our ancestors is missing!"
As the condemned prisoner spoke, he searched the body again. He even opened the belly of the head-dropper and cut out every internal organ and rummaged through it carefully.
However, in the end, nothing was found.
The unwilling death row inmate dragged his increasingly stiff body to the river to clean himself.
He muttered to himself while washing.
"I don't know which master broke my cowhide surrender, but didn't kill the boy in the paper shop...wait, master?!"
"Could it be that my fellow disciple was strangled to death by ghost hands because he offended an expert?"
"Then the master took away the 'Seven Miserable Stones' and the Spiritual Infant... It seems like we have to explore Zha Zhipu again!"
