After returning to the mansion, Shen Jiaojiao ate something and went to bed early, hoping that more contact would help her wake up sooner.
It was already night in Peach Blossom Village on the outskirts of the city when a small black figure appeared in the daytime graveyard.
Without any lights, he knelt in the darkness, saying nothing. As dawn approached, his figure vanished quickly, as if he had never been there.
Fu Hang had already sent someone to contact monks in the surrounding temples yesterday. He himself didn't know much about this, but he felt that since he was going to find people, he might as well find more.
The monk said he would need to perform the ritual for ten days. Fu Hang thought, since it takes ten days for one family to perform the ritual, I might as well invite three families!
If all three companies work together, wouldn't it only take three days? Perfect! I'm such a clever little devil!
My mother was right. I should use my brain more when faced with a problem. This kind of thing is no problem for me!
So, the next day, monks from three nearby temples met in Peach Blossom Village.
The ten nuns dressed in gray robes were from Jingci Temple, led by Abbess Jingci, whose temple exclusively accepted nuns.
The four monks wearing yellow robes were from Baima Temple, led by Master Wuneng. Their temple only accepted men.
The three people wearing blue Taoist robes were from Shuiyue Temple. The leader was Master Shuiyue, an old man with white hair.
Fu Hang was naturally waiting at the village entrance early in the morning when he was carrying out the order for the first time.
The three groups arrived at the same time. When they met on the road, they greeted each other with smiles and assumed they were going the same way.
When they arrived at the destination and saw Fu Hang, they realized that all three companies were handling the same order!
Who can tolerate this?
Abbess Jingci's kind smile could no longer hold. She interrupted Fu Hang's speech, bowed, and said tactfully, "Since you have already found the right person, sir, I won't stay any longer. I have some other matters to attend to at the temple, so I'll take my leave now!"
Fu Hang looked at the nun, not understanding why she was leaving out of the blue. Wasn't she leaving to extend the timeline?
Honestly! How inconsiderate of them!
Fu Hang said earnestly, "Master, you didn't say anything when I went there yesterday! It's not difficult. You just need to chant sutras here for three days to help the deceased. If you're scared, I can leave someone to watch over you!"
Screw your fear! Where did this idiot come from?! This is infuriating!
How do you do things?
The nun turned her head and glanced back at the group of monks a few times, signaling to Fu Hang with her eyes to chase those bald monks away!
However, Fu Hang couldn't understand at all, and instead asked curiously, "Master, is there something wrong with your eyes? Why are you blinking so much? If your eyes are uncomfortable, you can leave your disciple here. Anyway, there's not much difference between nine people!"
The nun choked!
Damn it! Where did this idiot come from?
Now she's in a situation where she can't leave or stay!
Master Wuneng was also quite old. Originally, he didn't like those old nuns and wanted to leave as well.
Before he could even speak, the old nun wisely suggested leaving.
That's good, it saves him from having to say anything.
What did that look in her eyes mean? This little idiot didn't understand, but he understood perfectly!
Women and petty people are indeed difficult to deal with. You think you can make me leave? No way! Humph!
Master Shuiyue remained expressionless, and with his two disciples, he took a step back and began to watch the show.
He doesn't care. He can work with us, and he can handle it even if we leave him alone. As long as we pay him enough.
Seeing that the bald monk clearly understood what she meant but remained silent, the nun couldn't help but blurt out, "Sir, our Jingci Nunnery has many years of experience in performing rituals for the deceased. Women are more meticulous in their work, and I think our family is enough. We don't need so many people!"
He thought to himself: I've been so direct, you know what I mean!
Fu Hang frowned and said, "It's alright, the more people there are, the faster the ritual will be performed!"
The nun was already frowning. Don't think I don't know, those bald monks don't want to work with nuns either!
She said in a rather forceful tone, "Hey! It's not that I don't want to work with him, it's that these monks don't want to perform rituals with me! You can ask him if you don't believe me!"
Fu Hang turned to look at the monk.
Master Wuneng, with a calm expression, spoke softly, "Amitabha, this old monk is willing! A monk does not lie!"
After saying that, he gave the nun a gentle smile, which made her feel as if he were looking at a three-year-old child!
Damn it! I'm so angry!
Fu Hang declared directly: "Alright! Since you're all willing, stay. You won't be shortchanged a single penny!"
Suddenly, Fu Hang had a flash of inspiration! Oh! He understood!
So the nun was a nun and didn't want to have contact with men.
So Fu Hang cleverly said, "How about this? You're surrounded by women, so I'll make things easier for you. You can just focus on performing the rituals to help the female ghosts pass on!"
"Then Master Wuneng can take care of the male ghost's deliverance! There aren't many left, so Master Suiyue can handle the scraps from both sides. Don't worry, the payment is the same for both. Is that clear now?"
Fu Hang was practically amazed at how clever he was. "I'm so smart! Hehe, the plan was perfect! Hehe."
The nun over there must be furious. What do you mean, "make things simple for me"? So female ghosts are so cheap?
Damn it! I'm not going to take this lying down, I'm leaving!
Although Master Wujing was also unhappy, he had experienced a lot and didn't show much emotion on his face. He knew that the old nun opposite him couldn't hold back anymore, and her face had turned dark. As long as she left, the rest would still depend on him!
May Buddha have mercy! Let me go to hell!
Master Shuiyue remained calm. If you calculate it this way, you only need to do a little work to get the same salary. Hmm, it's a good deal!
The nun was already furious, her fierce gaze shooting directly at the despicable bald monk.
Who knew that her fierce gaze would meet a pair of smiling eyes! Damn it! That look again, like the look of someone caring for someone mentally challenged!
If I leave now, wouldn't I have been tricked? I'm not leaving! I'll disgust him.
After thinking it through, the nun composed herself and said calmly, "In that case, please lead the way, Guan Ye, so that we can start the work as soon as possible and let the wronged souls be released sooner."
Fu Hang had no idea what they were thinking; he only felt that he had done a really good job.
He walked at the front and led everyone to the grave mound in the peach grove.
"Alright, let's cook here! If you need anything, just let the guards nearby know. I'll be counting on you all for the next three days!"
The group bowed to Fu Hang, who then left. He had other matters to attend to and could not stay with them, so he left four guards nearby to be at their disposal.
As soon as Fu Hang left, the three teams immediately split up and occupied the three positions on the grave mound, and began to perform their respective rituals.
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