"Your temperament is still the same as before. It hasn't changed at all. Even in this underworld, you have to be a tailor... No wonder Xu Chenghuang and the others are carefully exploring my purpose."
"I co-wrote it because I'm afraid that you, the tailor, will be gone and there will be no one to make clothes for them."
While speaking, Gu Ning'an pointed to the seat on one side and said with a smile: "Sit and chat, I'll give you a taste of rare good tea."
"Hey!" Mr. Ma said quickly, "This is a rare opportunity. I need to have a few more drinks!"
After the two sat down, Gu Ningan grabbed it out of thin air and found an earthy yellow earthenware pot in his hand. Tailor Ma opposite him turned over the tea cup that was upside down on the table. Just when he was about to go outside. When some water comes from the well.
Only a clear trickle was seen, slowly flying into the hall from outside the door.
Gu Ning'an opened the lid of the pot on the table, and the clear well water poured into the teapot.
After the water flow filled the teapot, he stretched out his hand and touched it a little. The water in the pot immediately boiled, and a faint mist floated out from the lid.
Take out some tea leaf tips from the earthen pot and put them into the pot. The rich aroma of tea immediately spreads.
Looking at Gu Ning'an's magical technique, Tailor Lao Ma just looked at him with a smile, but as time went by, the corners of his mouth moved to the corners of his ears...
Gu Ning'an raised her hand to pick up the teapot, poured two cups of tea, and made a gesture: "Stop grinning and drink tea."
"Hey hey hey~" Tailor Ma approached the tea cup and inhaled hard, and wisps of white smoke entered his nose.
The soul body cannot eat and can only rely on smelling it, so Gu Ning'an did not remind him that the tea was scalding.
"Good tea! Good tea!" Tailor Ma smacked his lips, and the smile on his face became brighter: "In this life, I can make clothes for immortals, and after death, I can make clothes for ghosts and gods... and they can also make immortals miss me. Come here and drink the tea brewed by the immortal..."
"There are no regrets in this life, this life is wonderful!"
Gu Ning'an smiled and waved his hand and said: "Okay, one sentence is immortal on the left and one sentence is immortal on the right. It sounds awkward... You have less than half a life, what do you think?"
"Ideas?" Tailor Lao Ma poured the tasteless tea outside the hall and filled a cup himself: "I don't have any ideas. If sir doesn't come, I still have the idea of going on a cruise to wait for him to return. "
"Now that your husband is back, I have seen him wearing this white shirt, and there is no longer any obsession with him."
After saying this, Tailor Ma took another deep sip of the newly poured tea.
Gu Ning'an smiled and said, "Is this what you mean?"
"Think about it." In response, Tailor Lao Ma lowered his voice and said, "Xu Chenghuang and the others took good care of me. They became ghosts at first. They would occasionally let Night Patrol take me back to see my son."
"After watching it for a year or two, I also saw that my son took good care of the tailor shop, and I no longer care about my relatives in the world."
Gu Ning'an took a sip of tea and said, "Okay, I'll see you off when your soul returns to heaven and earth."
"That's a good feeling!" Lao Ma laughed and poured water and tea again.
After finishing the topic of dying, Tailor Ma talked about the interesting things he encountered in Lexiang County after Gu Ning'an left, and what bizarre things happened after he was taken away by Yin after his death.
Most of the time, Gu Ning'an was listening, and from time to time he would add a few words.
The main hall with the statue of the City God temporarily became a teahouse for the two of them to reminisce about the past.
Time has come to the end of Yinshi, and it will be dawn in half an hour, so the "tea party" between the two is coming to an end.
"Okay, Mr. Gu, please go back and have a rest. It's almost dawn." Tailor Ma stood up and said with a smile.
Gu Ning'an nodded: "Go ahead, I have something to talk to Xu Chenghuang."
"Sure." Tailor Ma responded, his eyes falling on the earthen pot containing tea.
Gu Ning Anxin smiled knowingly and said, "Take it, it's for you."
"Hey!" Tailor Lao Ma grabbed the jar and said with a smile, "Thank you very much, sir!"
"Go slowly." Gu Ning'an responded.
"Sir, stay!" he responded with his fists clasped, and Tailor Ma happily held the earthen pot in his hand and walked away...
After he disappeared outside the hall, Gu Ning'an stood up and cupped his hands towards the statue of the City God and said, "I'm disturbing Xu Chenghuang tonight."
Uh-huh!
A ray of divine light emerged, and Xu Chenghuang's figure appeared in the palace. He also returned the gift and said, "Mr. Gu, you are so polite. You are the one who solved this hidden danger for me."
Gu Ning'an waved his hand: "I'm just helping you. I still have some questions. I wonder if I can ask Xu Chenghuang to clarify them?"
"What's the point of clearing up the confusion?" Xu Chenghuang made an invitation gesture: "Please come into the back hall, sir. I ordered someone to prepare some pastries. I would like to have some tea with you and chat while eating."
"I wonder if sir, could you please bring me some more of those precious tea leaves?"
Gu Ning'an smiled and said: "If Xu Chenghuang wants to drink ordinary tea, he can drink it."
"Then I won't be polite!" Xu Chenghuang laughed loudly and made a greeting gesture: "The fragrance of the tea just now floated to the back hall, and I was so greedy that I swallowed my saliva."
Gu Ningan stepped forward and responded: "Enough tea."
...
In a side room located in the back hall, Xu Chenghuang invited Gu Ning'an to sit down together.
A large round table in front of him was filled with all kinds of melon and fruit snacks.
Gu Ning'an once again took something out of thin air, grabbed another jar of tea leaves, brewed a pot of tea and put it on the table, then sent the jar of tea to Xu Chenghuang.
Xu Chenghuang was not polite at all. While putting away the earthen jar, he was a little surprised at Gu Ning'an's hand to retrieve the object from the air.
There is no mana fluctuation during casting, and it doesn't look like it was taken from some kind of magic weapon. How on earth is it done? Xu Chenghuang, who was really curious, couldn't help but ask: "Sir, where did you get this tea? Is there a magic weapon to store items?"
"No, where did I get that kind of thing?" Gu Ning'an smiled and replied, "I got it from Ansi's courtyard."
"These things are inconvenient to carry around, so just leave them in the house for easy access at any time."
Si!
Xu Chenghuang took a breath!
He has never heard of such a mysterious method. An Si Courtyard is more than ten miles away from the City God's Temple. To accurately retrieve an item from the courtyard from such a distance, what kind of exquisite magic control must it be?
The key is that he didn't feel any mana fluctuations at all!
Is this the strength of a "true immortal"?
Gu Ning'an casually took an orange from the table, peeled it, and asked: "Xu Chenghuang, you are a consecrated ghost and god. Do you know that in today's world, what is the breakdown of the realm of cultivation?"
"Cultivation realm?" Xu Chenghuang paused and said, "There doesn't seem to be any subdivision of realms... If it's a battle of skills, it also depends on who has the deepest Taoism and whose magic is mysterious, right?"
"However, we, the city gods, ghosts and gods, distinguish their strength based on the size of the territory they govern... Among us, the city god with the strongest magic power to rule the world is the city god of Gyeonggi Prefecture..."
