Mourning repair?
I've never heard of this door.
Li Banfeng wanted to take a closer look at the man's appearance, but Qiu Zhiheng immediately blocked the window panel and said, "Brother, take one less look, and you'll have less bad luck."
"What kind of Taoism is so weird? I have never heard of it before."
"It's normal that you haven't heard of it. I've lived in Provo for more than 40 years, and I've seen funeral repair three times, including this time.
The practitioners of this sect usually don't travel around, they also have fixed residences.
Only when they can no longer find a way to make a living or cultivate in their original place will they change their place of residence."
Li Banfeng didn't quite understand: "What do you mean by can't find a way to survive?"
"It's just that the people who used to live there couldn't stand it anymore and fought him to death, so he had no chance to survive."
"What do you mean by not being able to find a way to practice?"
"He has driven all the neighbors crazy, forced them to leave, and even killed them. It's time for him to move to another place and continue to cause harm to others."
While the two were talking, Cao Ye kept crying. The sister-in-law comforted him, "Don't cry, don't cry. The old man is crying to himself. You don't have to pay attention to him!"
My sister-in-law knew clearly that this comfort was not of much use.
Qiu Zhiheng said to Li Banfeng, "This girl has been hit by Sang Xiu's long-ringing death knell technique. Every word the old man said is like a knife, stabbing the most painful part of the heart, which can make people lose their will and take a month to recover."
Cao Ye cried for a long while, staring at Li Banfeng and said, "You, you are...Brother Baisha?"
She had found Li Banfeng familiar, but after all, they had not seen each other for more than a year, so Cao Ye had not dared to recognize him.
My sister-in-law was surprised: "You two know each other?"
Li Banfeng nodded slightly and smiled.
I thought Cao Ye would feel better when she saw an acquaintance, but I didn't expect that after looking at each other for a while, Cao Ye cried even more miserably.
"I am just a useless person, a useless person with no use at all. Brother Baisha, you shouldn't have saved me in the first place. Letting me die is a relief."
Before Li Banfeng could say anything, the old man who was in mourning had walked around the gate to the outside of the courtyard wall at some point. After hearing what Cao Ye said, he added:
"You said that death is a relief. I think that makes sense. What is the purpose of living? Just to be able to accomplish something.
What can a person like you do in the city? Delivering medicinal materials from Sanpu Village to Ligou, and then driving the empty truck back?
Why would anyone be needed for this? Train your two donkeys well, they can do better than you! What's the point of living?"
The sister-in-law couldn't stand it anymore and shouted: "Shameless old dog, fart away!"
Qiu Zhiheng pulled his sister-in-law and signaled her not to be reckless.
But my sister-in-law had already scolded me, so it was too late.
"Tsk tsk tsk" There was a very loud sound of smacking lips outside the door.
These three lip-smacking sounds were a precursor to Sang Xiu using his skills.
The old man said, "Listen, listen, listen, all the neighbors, listen, listen as you pass by.
This drugstore is open for business, but it's still cursing people. Did you hear how ugly the curses were just now? "
My sister-in-law shouted, "Why don't you say how rude you are?"
"What did I say? What did I say?" From his tone to his expression, the old man acted very innocent, "I didn't say anything, I just said that the girl's words made sense, and this woman was swearing!
You all heard it. I came to the pharmacy to buy medicine, and they closed the door when they saw me. Before I could say anything, the woman in their family started swearing! "
What now?
Continue arguing with him?
Of course not.
First of all, ordinary people can’t argue with them.
Qiu Zhiheng understands Sang Xiu: "This is one of the techniques of Sang Xiu, called Sang Men Sang Lian. In order to learn this technique, all Sang Xiu have undergone special training. No matter how much they argue, Sang Xiu can always make his point, and the more they argue, the more they gain the upper hand."
If the street woman were here, I don’t know if she could win the argument over this old man.
Monkey Qiu continued, "Besides that, we can't gain any advantage by arguing with Sang Xiu, no matter if we win or lose.
He was just passing by and started a quarrel right in front of our door. It was our reputation and business that were damaged, but he didn't suffer any loss.
The longer we quarrel with him, the greater the loss will be. It's not just our reputation, but also our Feng Shui. Under the criticism of the onlookers, the Feng Shui of our medicine store has also been ruined by him."
My sister-in-law sighed, "Zhiheng, this matter is all your fault. If you had listened more to Shopkeeper Feng, you could have avoided this disaster."
Cao Ye said with tears in her eyes: "Brother Qiu, sister-in-law, that old man is coming for me, I will just leave and will not let you get involved."
"Silly girl, where can you go? If you are entangled by the mourning monk, it will be fatal." The sister-in-law pulled Cao Ye and went into the house.
The old man was still shouting and cursing outside the wall.
To be honest, Li Banfeng never understood what was so powerful about this sad cultivator.
Qiu Zhiheng is usually a serious person, otherwise Li Banfeng would suspect that he was joking.
If you don't understand, just ask. Li Banfeng said, "Brother Qiu, is this Sang Xiu good at fighting?"
What's the point of keeping such a shameless old man?
Li Banfeng was about to go out when Qiu Zhiheng stepped forward and stopped him, saying, "Brother, no!"
If it were really possible, Qiu Zhiheng would have gone there long ago.
Li Banfeng said: "Is there another gang behind them? Are you worried about their revenge? It's okay, I will do it cleanly."
Qiu Zhiheng shook his head and said, "If it's about helping the gang, I'm not really afraid of him. After all, I've been in the underworld for so many years."
The sister-in-law said, "Brother Li Qi, you don't know that there is an old saying that it is better to drink a bowl of soup from Jin Xiu than to leave any harm to Sang Xiu."
Jin Xiu a bowl of soup?
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