Chapter 21: The Day is Short and the Night is Long
Li Zhou looked at the bloody words and thought: I'm so scared.
I’m afraid you’ll come too late and I’ll have already left.
She quickly searched her mind to see if there was any divination technique that could help her figure out the whereabouts of the other members of the Yin Cult.
Unfortunately, the half-demon Taoist priest does not know this kind of spell.
Li Zhou had no choice but to put the note away.
Heng Niang came over dragging Zhu'er, whose body was covered with blood scabs.
She was released by the gourd, but Mr. Cui became the scarecrow. She didn't know that the young Taoist's magical powers were only for saving people, not harming them.
Heng Niang forced Zhu'er to kowtow, and her forehead banged against the ground. Li Zhou put away the gourd, raised his hand and gently helped the two of them up from the ground.
The unfortunate kid is already low on health, stop kowtowing until you become stupid.
Facing the extremely grateful Heng Niang, Li Zhou acted calmly like a hermit: "Madam, there is no need to be so polite. As the old saying goes, you can know a person's face but not his heart. This matter is both a disaster and a blessing for you."
Heng Niang was slightly stunned, then turned to look at Mr. Hu who was looking at his wound with heartache.
This old slave was willing to sacrifice even his own son for the sake of wealth and glory. Even if he was bewitched by a demon, it still made her feel disgusted.
After all, in the same situation, she could resist the temptation herself.
Heng Niang snorted coldly and narrowed her eyes. The tears she had shed earlier had all dried up, and all her fighting spirit was aroused.
The problem of Mr. Hu's family has been solved, and now it's the turn of Sister Hua, the instigator of the incident.
When Li Zhou walked towards Sister Hua's shadow, Zhao Erbao, who had been hiding behind Sister Hua, suddenly stepped forward and stood in front of his senior sister.
Li Zhou looked at him in surprise.
"Little Taoist priest, little Taoist priest..." The voice of the Osmanthus Society's leader came from not far away. It turned out that as soon as Heng Niang took out the gourd, she asked someone to release everyone from the Osmanthus Society.
"... Could you please help this girl to be reborn? I can give you more money." Zhao Guihua tremblingly took out the purse from her arms, took out a blackened silver ingot from it, gritted her teeth, and took out another piece of broken silver.
"Here's more than ten taels and thirteen cents." He stretched out his wrinkled hand, "Let her go to the underworld to be reborn, ok?"
Behind him, Zhao Sulan wanted to go with Zhao Erbao to protect Sister Hua, but was held back by other senior sisters and brothers.
Li Zhou glanced at the dialog box in the air that read "End this simulation?" and murmured, "I came here to solve the problem of your home being haunted. Why did the old boss mention the word 'add money'?"
Zhao Guihua was startled, then said awkwardly: "I thought you were pursuing the goal of eradicating all evil..."
Zhao Sulan and the others looked at each other happily, ran to Sister Hua and said, "That's great, Senior Sister doesn't have to die."
Li Zhou felt a little depressed. What kind of image did she have in the eyes of these children?
She didn't know that Zhao Sulan and the others had only heard the retelling of the Hu family's servants. If they had seen with their own eyes the magical powers that Li Zhou used in the fight, they would probably have carried Sister Hua and run away.
Sister Hua covered her face with her sleeves and said shyly, "I want to stay a few more days. Don't you miss me?"
The fellow students who had surrounded her just now dispersed in an instant.
No matter how good the relationship is, you will still be afraid if there is a ghost hanging around in your house.
Sister Hua couldn't help feeling a little disappointed.
Zhao Guihua advised her: "Die early and reincarnate early, and go to a good family in your next life. Don't sing opera anymore, singing opera... is too hard."
Sister Hua said, "If you, Master, didn't sleep too little and called us to get up and practice before the cocks crowed every day, I wouldn't be so sleepy that I couldn't avoid the steel fork... Anyway, Master, you're almost done, so I'll stay a few more days and wait for you."
Zhao Guihua: “…”
Zhao Guihua turned to look at Li Zhou and said, "Young Taoist priest, you should send her away quickly."
He didn't notice that behind him, Sister Hua smiled slightly.
On the day of the accident, the master repeatedly reminded her to remember the steel fork with the mechanism, because if anything went wrong, it would cost her her life.
But she started to feel sleepy since early in the morning, and finally got confused and used her body to catch the disabled steel fork.
She knew that this was not the fault of the martial artist or her master, but only of herself.
But no one could hear her true feelings, and the martial artist blamed himself so much that he quit the troupe that very day. His stingy master specially ordered a good coffin for her so that she could be buried in peace as soon as possible.
She took the opportunity to reveal the matter today so that her master and fellow junior brothers and sisters would not be sad about it anymore.
After all, the dead cannot be resurrected, and the living must look forward.
"Mother asked me to kowtow to you."
Sister Hua's thoughts were interrupted by a familiar voice. She lowered her head and saw Zhu'er kneeling in front of her, kowtowed several times.
She quickly helped Zhu'er up: "Silly child, why are you so polite when you are injured?"
"It's what he should do." Heng Niang said not far from her, "If you hadn't protected him a few times, he would have been killed by that evil man. From now on, our Hu family will light a perpetual lamp for you day and night and build a shrine for the young Taoist priest. You and the young Taoist priest are both great benefactors of our Hu family."
Sister Hua said: "Actually, I helped him only because I was thinking of my own junior brothers and sisters."
Zhao Erbao, Zhao Sulan and others came over again, their eyes blurred with tears, deeply moved.
Sister Hua continued, "I followed them two nights ago and drove away all the other ghosts. The people of the Osmanthus Science Society can only be frightened by me, a ghost."
The junior brothers and sisters who were already moved said: "...Thank you so much, Senior Sister."
Sister Hua waved her hand: "You're welcome."
In such an atmosphere of deep friendship among fellow students, Li Zhou began the ritual of salvation.
"The Supreme Lord has decreed that your lonely soul be liberated, and all ghosts and spirits be blessed...Your wealth and poverty are determined by you, and the Supreme Lord has decreed that you save all of us and quickly liberate us..."
While reciting the Taoist mantra of rebirth, Li Zhou was thinking that Master Tanyin and Monk Fadun were still nowhere to be found. With them around, the two masters could only play a supporting role.
The villain in Li Zhou puffed out his chest proudly.
Tan Yin had just helped the clothing store select the main styles for this year and collected the consulting fee. Not long after he walked out of the store, he suddenly heard an old woman crying on the side of the road: "Someone kidnapped my child, wuwuwu..."
She was dressed in a blue silk dress, with her hair covered with pearls and jade, and patterns of phoenixes and peacocks could be seen on her clothes and jewelry. No one knew how wealthy her family was, and no one knew what kind of misfortune had led to her having her child taken away from her.
Passersby were in a hurry and no one stopped for her.
Tan Yin shook his head, walked forward, leaned over and asked, "Old man, who took your child away? Where is he now? Do you have any clue?"
The old woman looked up at her, but seemed not to hear her question and continued crying to herself.
Tan Yin frowned and pulled her up: "The child has been taken away, so go and get him back. You are old and powerless, so report it to the authorities. If the authorities don't care, I will take care of you. What's the point of crying and whining?"
The old woman was startled by her action, and then she looked at her carefully.
Tan Yin looked at her and found that she had been crying for a long time, but her makeup was not messy at all. She couldn't help but think that if she could convince the old woman to cooperate with the cosmetics shop, it would be a huge sum of money.
Just as Tan Yin was daydreaming, the old woman shook her head and said, "The government can't do it, and neither can you."
Tan Yin was stunned. She was a very competitive person and said unconvincedly, "You don't even know who I am, so how do you know I can't do it?"
After hearing this, the old woman looked at her carefully again and said in a deep voice: "Although you can't do it, you can find someone who can."
Tan Yin was furious. How could this old woman look down on her so much? She wanted to prove it to her: "Just tell me who your enemy is. I won't charge you any money and will beat him for you!"
It’s free, but it’s the highest treatment here at Tanyin.
The old woman smiled and said, "Don't worry, girl. Think about the people you met recently. You will know when you should know."
Tan Yin didn't understand what she meant and was about to ask again when suddenly her hand felt lighter and there was a puff of green smoke, and the old woman disappeared from her hand out of thin air.
She was startled and looked around, wondering what kind of magic this was, but she saw many passers-by gathered around, looking at her in surprise and whispering:
"Who is this nun talking to?"
"I don't see anyone. Maybe he's crazy."
"Hush, she's watching us, hurry up, hurry up, don't mess with a lunatic..."
Tan Yin: “…………”
When Tan Yin was puzzled, Fadun, who was teaching how to castrate pigs in a farmer's house near the county town, also met a strange old woman.
The old woman was dressed in blue cloth, with her hair neatly combed. She was carrying a bamboo basket filled with a bunch of combs.
She looked at Faton for a long time, and just when the latter thought that she was going to explain that slaughtering pigs was a virtue of monks and that only by making the food more delicious could they live up to their life's mission, the old woman spoke.
She said slowly, "Monk, do you want to buy my comb?"
Fatton touched his bald head. It had some stubble recently, but it wasn't so bad that people would misunderstand that he needed a comb.
He put his hands together and was about to refuse, but the old woman threw a comb to him. He caught it subconsciously and heard a sentence: "The hair and skin of your body are given by your parents. How can you easily damage them? Please use this comb to comb your hair."
Just as Faton was about to explain the meaning of the word "monk", when he looked up, the old woman had disappeared.
He asked the farmer next to him in confusion, but the farmer said in shock: "Yes, has anyone been here?"
Faton touched his bald head again, thought for a moment, and then opened the comb in his palm. He saw a line of beautiful small characters engraved on it, which was a poem:
"The days are short and the nights are long, and a loving mother longs for her child to return."
Outside the county town, in a long-abandoned country temple, a lame Taoist priest with white hair, red eyes and a gorgeous face limped in.
If Li Zhou and others were here, they would be surprised to find that his appearance was somewhat similar to that of Cui Wangsun.
The lame Taoist looked up at the dusty statue in the temple, raised his lips, and said in a rhythmic voice: "The one who receives is in front, the one who bears is in the back. Wealth breeds desire, desire breeds evil, evil breeds treachery, treachery breeds cunning, cunning breeds harm."
As he finished chanting, a breeze blew in the temple, and years of spider webs and dust were blown away by the wind. The small temple was restored to its original state, and there were three more incense sticks in front of the statue.
The green smoke circled around the handsome statue dressed in royal robes for several times, then returned to the lame Taoist priest and condensed into a gray fruit.
The fruit only condensed for half a breath before it seemed to have no chance of continuing to condense. It turned into green smoke again and disappeared.
The lame Taoist frowned and said to himself, "We have already experienced the death of Sister Hua, the mystery of Zhu'er, and the hatred of the Yin Cult. It is not enough to bear the retribution. If we want to make further progress, I am afraid we can't just do small things like this."
As he spoke, a shadowy figure dressed in royal robes floated by, and looked exactly like the statue sitting on the stage.
Next to the phantom human head, there were five heads of a pig, a dog, a sheep, a horse, and a chicken that appeared and disappeared from time to time. They were actually none other than Kinoshita Saburo, the Five-Directions God, who was invited out by Cui Wangsun to harm people in the Hu Mansion.
However, although Kinoshita Saburo was a deity, he was timid in front of the Taoist priest and dared not say a word. When he saw the lame Taoist priest was lost in thought, he floated towards the statue cautiously.
Just as he floated near the statue with a look of joy on his face, the lame Taoist raised his sleeve and put the phantom directly into his robe.
"Mother, I'm here..."
The phantom's words were cut off by the lame Taoist's sleeve before he could finish them.
Then he turned and walked out of the small temple, taking one step deep and one step shallow. After just a few steps, his clothes and appearance had changed.
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