When Zhao Youliang walked to the coffin shop with complicated emotions, the first thing he noticed was the shroud shop across the road.
I saw the owner of the shroud shop who was killed by an evil spirit yesterday, standing dangling in a dark corner.
Like a paper man hanging on a tree, floating in the wind.
"Did you see a ghost in broad daylight?!" Zhao Youliang looked in disbelief, then rubbed his eyes vigorously and looked over again.
The owner of the shroud shop is still there, and he is still "helpless".
At this moment, Old Liu Tou's voice came from the coffin shop: "Don't look at Quantum, come in."
"You read that right, that's a ghost."
Hearing this, Zhao Youliang walked into the coffin shop with three turns.
"Uncle, I brought you food. Eat it while it's hot."
"Besides, uncle..."
Old man, old man, old man, old man Liu Tou had obviously guessed what Zhao Youliang wanted to ask.
He took a bite of the bun and said with a smile: "Quantum, ghosts don't only come out at night, just like people don't only come out during the day."
"It's just that during the day, ghosts can't bask in the sun even if they come out. They can only hide in dark corners."
"Nothing to fuss about."
"Oh oh oh so that's it." Zhao Youliang nodded repeatedly.
"I know, uncle!"
"According to your theory, ghosts hide in their graves during the day, hiding from the sun."
"Almost." Old Liu Tou took a sip of tofu and said with a smile.
"If someone collects the body, it's natural to hide it in your own grave. If no one collects the body, you have to find a place to hide it yourself."
"Every good hiding place will be competed by other evil spirits. This is one of the reasons why lonely ghosts suffer."
"The ghosts who really can't find a place to hide can only hide under the eaves close to the house. This is why children are not allowed to walk along the walls, as it is easy to bump into them."
"Humans and ghosts are on different paths, and it's not good for anyone if they collide."
Speaking of this, Old Liu Tou was quite emotional: "Actually, ghosts are just like humans, preying on the weak and the strong."
"Ghosts are not even as good as humans. Ordinary people are still protected by the law, but lonely ghosts are miserable... wandering between the yin and yang worlds, and there is no place to redress when they are bullied."
While talking, Old Liu Tou had already eaten a steamed bun and drank three mouthfuls of tofu.
Then he repackaged the remaining steamed buns and handed them to Zhao Youliang. The remaining tofu curd was turned over and poured into the flower pot to use as nutrients for the longevity flowers planted.
"Quantum, remember, just bring me one bun every day from now on. Any more is a waste."
"I have a special body. It doesn't matter whether I eat or not."
"Well, I eat a little every day, mainly because I don't want to forget the taste of fireworks in the world."
Zhao Youliang was stunned when he heard this, but then he nodded without asking any more questions.
After listening to Old Liu Tou's words, Zhao Youliang thought that he was "fasting" and no longer needed to eat.
All you need to do is absorb the aura of heaven and earth and the essence of the sun and moon.
Isn’t that what is written in cultivation novels...
When Old Liu Tou saw Zhao Youliang's well-behaved look, he couldn't help but like him even more.
I thought he knew how to assess the situation, knew not to ask random questions, and knew not to pry into other people's secrets.
I never thought that this guy was just overthinking...
In the following time, Zhao Youliang studied with Old Liu Tou for two hours and left at 11:30 noon.
It is precisely because of the careful teachings of Old Liu Tou that Zhao Youliang is finally no longer a novice in the workplace and has taken a big step on the road of spiritual practice.
What surprised Zhao Youliang the most was that the mysterious Uncle Liu could not only tie paper, but was also a coffin bearer with golden feet.
This is the highest level of coffin bearer!
Moreover, Zhao Youliang was extremely serious when practicing "carrying the coffin" and made faster progress.
Maybe it was because he missed Shopkeeper Sun... The old man had sacrificed everything for him. Even if he turned into a zombie, he still missed Zhao Youliang in his heart.
Thinking of Shopkeeper Sun, Zhao Youliang thought of the elixir refined with blood Ganoderma lucidum.
He hurried back to the coffin shop and insisted on giving a few pills to Old Liu Tou.
Old Liu was stunned, he didn't expect this silly boy to have such a good thing.
But he was just stunned for a moment, and then declined Zhao Youliang's kindness.
"Didn't I tell you about Quantum? Uncle's body is special and it's useless to eat anything."
"Even taking your precious elixir is a waste of good stuff."
"Uncle Xiaoxin has taken it, you can go."
After leaving the coffin shop, Zhao Youliang couldn't help but smile to himself when he looked at the pills in his hand that could not be delivered.
Okay!
Other people’s things are good and they don’t get enough. My things are good and no one wants them.
I don’t know what the little brother Huang and the little dumplings were doing. When they come back, I have to let them each eat one no matter what!
Oh, by the way, before that, let’s trick the prisoner brother into eating one!
With the above thoughts in mind, Zhao Youliang walked into the side room dedicated to the immortal family with a stern look.
After lighting three sticks of incense, I thought to myself: "Brother prisoner, are you awake?"
"If you can hear me, would you mind talking to me?"
To Zhao Youliang's surprise, the prisoner finally responded this time.
"Quantum, you called me? During this period of time, Qianxiu has cut off contact with the outside world."
"Is something wrong?"
In order to prevent Zhao Youliang from having a psychological burden, the prisoner did not say that he was injured by the two paper figures because he was protecting him, and he could only sleep to heal his wounds.
And while he was speaking, the prisoner appeared.
Still wearing shackles and chains.
Zhao Youliang did not directly answer the prisoner's words, but gave him a mean smile.
"Brother Prisoner, let me ask you something: I heard someone say that no matter whether you are a human or a ghost, you cannot lick your own elbow with your tongue. Is this true?"
"Of course the hanged ones don't count...their tongues are too long, not to mention licking their elbows, they can also lick their buttocks."
The dignified and arrogant prisoner should not have bothered to get involved in such a childish question.
But there is a saying that goes well: Men are young until they die, and prisoners are no exception.
With his curiosity aroused, he subconsciously started to try it.
"If you can't lick your own elbow, how is it possible..."
Zhao Youliang was waiting for the opportunity for him to open his mouth and stick out his tongue. Seeing this, he quickly stuffed the pill that had been hidden in his hand into the prisoner's mouth.
He also gave the prisoner's chin a sharp lift and said, "Swallow it, let's go!"
The elixir melted in the mouth, and the prisoner immediately felt it.
"Rare elixir, quantum, you?!"
Zhao Youliang smiled and immediately told the whole story and why he did what he did.
The prisoner was moved and amused after hearing this, and finally turned a thousand words into one sentence.
"Quantum, I just tried it for my brother, and we really can't lick our own elbows."
Zhao Youliang: "..."
