Chapter 490 It's Not That Hard

"There are many skilled geomancers here. I consulted a few old masters before. They chose excellent burial sites and were of very good character. They did not secretly change the feng shui for personal gain."

The Taoist priest spoke with regret at this point.

"But I once encountered someone with wicked intentions who made money off others but couldn't bear to see them succeed. He slightly altered a potential future leader's destiny, turning it into a mediocre situation, and planted some unnecessary trees and changed some sources of wealth..."

He shook his head slightly. "Perhaps there are other reasons. They don't believe that gentleman, or they offended him with their words."

Song Chunxue rubbed her hands together, looking somewhat anxious. "Senior brother, what did you say earlier? Can you write it down for me when we get back? I didn't remember it."

"..." The Taoist priest turned to look at her.

Song Chunxue pursed her lips, knowing she had spoiled his mood.

She's only been in school for a few years; she can't even recognize those difficult words right away.

Senior brother really overestimated her.

"Let's go, it's almost time."

Song Chunxue asked, puzzled, "Where are we going?"

"Once you've seen the location of the grave, you should naturally tell the person who entrusted you with it the location and make preparations in advance."

Now, Song Chunxue was even more confused. "What are you going to prepare in advance? Are you going to plant trees in advance? The people who are to be buried there haven't been buried there yet. If they don't leave until after the New Year, wouldn't it be a waste of time to see them now?"

The Taoist priest tapped her head with his whisk. "Have you forgotten what I do for a living? I didn't know when he left?"

Song Chunxue laughed, "Oh right, I forgot about Senior Brother's skills. It's my fault, Junior Brother. Please don't blame me."

Actually, she really wanted to ask herself about her fate in this life, but she was afraid of being scolded, so she decided to endure it and wait until she learned how to judge for herself.

"So, shall we go now? Senior brother, do you mean that person has passed away?"

The Taoist priest seemed to be thinking, "More or less."

"Did you remember what I just taught you? Do you want to learn it again? You know the Five Elements and Eight Trigrams diagram, right? Can you read a compass?"

Song Chunxue thought to herself that she had only read half of it and didn't remember it very clearly, but she was afraid of being scolded if she said anything, so she must watch it carefully tonight.

"I can watch it. I'll watch it a few more times and I'll get it."

Song Chunxue was on the verge of tears. She had really traveled all over the place in one day, and now she was even borrowing oil to mend her pants in the dark. She should have looked around more beforehand.

Indeed, one cannot be careless on any path in life.

Especially for those who have awakened to the truth, if they are lazy and slack off, someone will definitely urge them on.

"Hmm, that's more like it. Let's go to the field and take a look. I'll teach you how to determine the location, and leave the rest to the geomancer."

Song Chunxue nodded. Her senior brother only looked after places for people, not funerals.

After descending the mountain, snowflakes began to fall from the sky. The snow was very light, but it stung quite a bit when it blew onto my face.

After marking out the burial plot in the ground, the senior apprentice took a wooden stick and stuck it into the embankment above the burial plot.

Suddenly, my senior brother cried out "Ouch!" and almost fell off the high embankment.

"What's wrong, Senior Brother?"

The Taoist priest smiled broadly, "It's alright, this is indeed a good place. There's a nest of black snakes here, we've disturbed them."

Song Chunxue thought to herself that she probably just wanted to know a little about everything in her life, not to be as proficient in everything as her senior brother.

Afterwards, they made an appearance at the host's house.

Before she even entered the house, she heard soft sobbing coming from the courtyard.

Then, a man walked out of the courtyard gate, preparing to inform each household.

People in mourning should not enter other people's courtyards; they can simply say hello from outside the gate.

Song Chunxue couldn't help but think of the day she passed away, when her grandchildren and children were not by her side, only her daughter-in-law Xia Mulan was there.

Mulan calmly changed her into her burial clothes, afraid that if she called someone back, she would become stiff and wouldn't be able to put the clothes on.

After that, she calmly killed the rooster that had led the way, and then went to call out to everyone in the village...

At that time, she was filled with sorrow, feeling that she had worked hard all her life, but in the end, she could not rely on the child she gave birth to, and the most filial child was Mulan, who had suffered most of her life's anger.

It's truly a cruel twist of fate.

"Let's go, what are you standing here for?"

The Taoist priest came out of the courtyard and saw that she was as still as a wooden statue. He then took out a money pouch from his bosom.

"After saying a lot of nice things, we both got caught in the cold wind, so we'll split it in half."

Upon arriving outside the city gate, they saw a family of four huddled together, carrying tattered quilts. The Taoist priest handed them the freshly warmed silver coins.

"Go ahead."

Song Chunxue obediently stepped forward.

"Find an inn for the night, give the child something hot to eat, and don't let the child go hungry."

She then took the silver bracelet off her wrist and placed it in the arms of the woman holding the child.

The woman knelt down, holding her child, and snot dripped onto the child's clothes.

"The merciful Bodhisattva, it must be the Bodhisattva manifesting his power. Thank you, thank you."

As she spoke, tears streamed down her face, and she couldn't stop sniffling.

Song Chunxue patted her shoulder, "Go eat something, don't press on the baby."

Looking at her sleeping child, she felt a pang of heartache.

They turned around and went into the city. They ate two bowls of fried noodles, a very generous portion on a large plate.

After finishing their meal and going outside, they ran into Tang Yuxiu's maid again.

"Master Song, I've heard your fortune charms are very effective. Could I buy two to try?"

Song Chunxue smiled, "Of course."

She pulled three bills from her pocket. "Here's one more for you."

The maid handed over the money bag, saying, "Thank you. I still need to buy some flatbread for Madam. I'll be going now."

She had never seen a bag of silver used to buy a lucky charm before.

She couldn't help but look at the Taoist priest, "Senior brother, since we've benefited from your help, let's split it 50/50."

As she spoke, she opened the bag and looked inside, but her eyes widened in surprise the next moment.

"A gold thumb ring?" She tossed it to the Taoist priest as if it were burning her hand. "It's so big, it's obviously for you. I can't accept it."

She clutched the heavy silver coins, at least ten taels.

The Taoist priest frowned slightly. "Try it. This is clearly a woman's size. I told her she would come to you if she needed anything. Keep it for now. She will come to you for help in the future."

Need her to do something?

We just gave it to her like that, a customer who's so generous?

...

On the evening of the day before departure, Xie Zheng personally visited.

"I heard you two are going on a long trip, aren't you going to say goodbye to me?"

As he spoke, he placed a heavy bundle on the table. "I prepared this for you two, just like Sister Song did. Take it with you if you can."

Song Chunxue knew that it was her senior brother who told him this, and that he was saying these words to her.

She untied the bundle and took out the honey inside.

"You're so kind, sir. I forgot to prepare honey, but luckily you brought it. It seems you also find this stuff very useful when you're traveling."

Xie Zheng nodded, "Dipping steamed buns or pancakes in it is refreshing and thirst-quenching, and it's easy to swallow. People who eat something sweet also feel more energetic."

Without a word, only the two of them remained in the room.

Song Chunxue asked gently, "How have you been these past few days?"

Xie Zheng nodded, "Okay, that's good. I'm not as upset as I was a few days ago."

"..."

"Song Chunxue, you've already said these words to Xie twice, don't say them a third time."

As he spoke, he pulled a thick cardboard from his dark green collar.

"This is an official document, which is more convenient when traveling."