In our long-standing and historically rich land of China, many professions have their own rules and taboos. This is especially true for ancient and mysterious crafts.
For instance, when engag...
Thinking to himself, Zhao Youliang walked shakily to the bedside and shakily held the already dead grasshopper spirit in his arms.
"Steel, steel plates, old gods..."
Tears streamed down her face as memories of her past with this wicked immortal surfaced in her mind.
It wasn't just Zhao Youliang who was crying; Chang Jie was also in tears, looking like a pear blossom in the rain.
Tears soaked the white cloth covering her eyes, and her little body sobbed uncontrollably.
"The old immortal died to save me. I'm so sorry!"
"Father, Mother, Uncle, Second Uncle, Third Uncle, Fourth Uncle... Seventh Uncle, where are you?"
"I was bullied, and the old immortal died because of me!"
For some reason, every time Chang Jie called out to an elder, the grasshopper spirit's already hardened corpse would tremble, and in the end... it actually died.
However, his soul floated out and appeared before everyone with a bewildered expression.
"Old Immortal!"
Upon seeing this, Zhao Youliang hurriedly threw the corpse in his arms back onto the bed with a thud, and reached out to pull at the other's soul.
At this moment, the grasshopper spirit realized that she was dead, and felt heartbroken to see her corpse being "ruined" by Zhao Youliang.
"Hey Quantum, could you please go easy on me? What if the old immortal still has a chance to be resurrected?"
While apologizing, Zhao Youliang hurriedly inquired about what had happened: "Old Immortal, you were clearly almost cured after taking the pills given to you by the Bai family patriarch, how could you suddenly die?!"
The grasshopper spirit looked completely bewildered: "I...I don't know."
"I don't know how I died. I suddenly felt dizzy, and then I died."
Seeing that he couldn't get an answer from the grasshopper spirit, Zhao Youliang could only turn his attention to the other immortals.
At this time, all the immortals except for the Mad Ghost Prisoner, who was still in seclusion, appeared.
Upon hearing this, the simple-minded Xiong Ba shook his head vigorously at Zhao Youliang.
"Don't look at us, we don't know either."
“We’ve been here all along. We haven’t seen any outsiders come to our branch, nor have we seen Old Man Grasshopper being attacked by bad guys.”
"This..." Just as Zhao Youliang was about to imitate the forensic doctors on TV and give the grasshopper spirit a full examination, a cold wind suddenly blew through the shop.
In the eerie wind, the familiar song of the ghost messenger rang out.
"I am the greatest in both the Yin and Yang realms; if I want you to be born, you will be born. If Yama wants someone to die at midnight, who dares to keep them alive until dawn?"
This was naturally the ghost messenger coming to capture the soul of the grasshopper spirit.
The grasshopper spirit was startled and quickly hid behind Zhao Youliang.
He truly didn't want to die; he had genuinely come to love his current life and considered everyone in the paper-making shop as family.
"Quantum, this old immortal of mine..."
At this moment, Zhao Youliang, like a mother hen protecting her chicks, spread his arms to shield the grasshopper spirit's soul behind him.
“Old Master Steel Plate, you don’t need to tell me, I know, I know what to do.”
Before they could finish speaking, the soul-capturing ghost messengers had already arrived at the door.
At that moment, more than ten ghost messengers appeared and blocked the way of the newly arrived ghost messengers.
These dozen or so "people" were the same group that the young general had left behind.
The soul-collecting ghost was taken aback when it saw so many "colleagues," and then it saw the house in front of it.
"Zha...Zha paper shop?"
"The place where the gentleman stays, the place where the young general frequents?"
After saying that, his expression changed drastically, and he turned and left without waiting for anyone to speak.
"Farewell, everyone. It was I who was presumptuous!"
"The young general is the most powerful in both the Yin and Yang realms. He can decide whether you are born or not; if Yama (the King of Hell) wants you to die at midnight, the young general has to give his approval."
Seeing this, everyone was speechless and stood there dumbfounded, secretly rejoicing.
Fortunately, the young general's power was great enough to temporarily save the grasshopper demon.
Seeing the soul-capturing ghost messenger leave, the ghost messengers left behind by the young general immediately went to chase after him.
The main purpose is to explain the situation here and clarify it with my colleagues.
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"Quantum, quantum, old god, am I alright now?"
"I think so..." Zhao Youliang nodded uncertainly.
Liao Zhiyuan, who came from a family with a strong academic tradition, slowly shook his head.
“Old Immortal Steel Plate, although the ghost messengers won’t be back to arrest you for a while, you’re currently similar to a ‘wanted criminal’.”
"To be precise, they are more like unregistered individuals without a household registration, unable to appear in any legitimate place."
"For example, you cannot pass by any temples or monasteries, or even appear in front of any statues that are believed to have spiritual power."
“The statues that other people keep in their homes are not acceptable.”
"I see..." The grasshopper spirit seemed a little dejected upon hearing this, but it quickly recovered.
"So what if we can't go out? It's fine!"
"As long as I can stay in the church and be with everyone, that's enough!"
"As long as I don't separate from everyone, I, Old Grasshopper, will have no regrets!"
As soon as the grasshopper spirit finished speaking, it suddenly became confused, and then felt its body become much lighter.
When others looked at his soul, it seemed to have faded considerably.
It's like the little smoke figure evaporated some of the smoke, becoming blurry.
"Oh my god, old immortal, am I being transformed into a soul?!"
"Hehe, isn't that just soul transformation?" The simple-minded primitive man answered the grasshopper spirit.
"You little grasshopper are not in human form, which means you are born lacking five hundred years of cultivation."
"In addition, my cultivation was already insufficient, so it would be strange if I didn't transform into a soul."
"It is absolutely impossible to stay in the mortal world for an extended period of time."
"It won't be long before he suddenly dies completely!"
After saying all that, the primitive man rolled his eyes and kicked his leg, indicating that the grasshopper spirit would be completely finished like this.
Then he added, "Otherwise, why do you think the ghost messengers would arrest 'people' at any time? Firstly, to maintain order between the two realms, and secondly, to protect souls that cannot linger for long."
"If you don't have a physical body in life, it's hard to leave a lasting legacy."
"Unless a highly skilled person uses rare and precious materials to help reshape the physical body."
"Master...reconstruct your physical body..." Upon hearing the primitive man's words, Zhao Youliang immediately realized what was happening and began kowtowing repeatedly to the simple-minded primitive man.
"Please, senior, have mercy and save the old grasshopper immortal!!"
With Zhao Youliang taking the lead, the others followed suit and knelt down to kowtow, except for Chang Jie.
But this strange egg, unusually, flew to the primitive man and gave him a big, stubble-covered kiss on his face.
"Uncle Cocoon, the Grasshopper Immortal was killed by bad guys while trying to save me."
The primitive man was taken aback for a moment, then nodded vigorously.
"So that's how it is. So it was to save Xiao Jie... Then he really is a good grasshopper, he shouldn't have died."
"However, although I am a master, I am only tall, I don't have any fine skills."
"Besides, even if I were willing to help the grasshopper rebuild its physical body, you don't have any treasures, right?"
"Ordinary treasures won't do, unless..."
Speaking of "unless," the primitive man suddenly noticed the whip wrapped around the grasshopper spirit's corpse—the whip his master had given him last time.
"Unless... this will do!!"