After the incident with the ghost, the eldest and second brothers finally seemed to have regained some spirits.
"Come, repeat after me."
"If I hear the truth in the morning, I can die in the evening."
"What do you mean?" Jiang Mubai scratched his head.
The eldest brother replied softly, "Uncle, my understanding is that if I know the truth in the morning, I would be willing to die in the evening. I don't know if that's right."
The uncle waved his hand: "Uh, that's right and wrong."
The eldest brother bowed and said, "Uncle Master, please teach me."
"I'm tired of your master's tricks, but you've learned them all."
The eldest brother remained respectful.
"What this means is, if I find out your address in the morning, you'll be dead in the evening!"
The eldest brother was obviously stunned for a moment, a little confused: "Is that so?"
Zhao Yichen shook his head and repeated it twice: "Uncle Master, I understand! Whoever messes with us will die in the evening even if he hears the truth in the morning!" It seems that the second senior brother has also accepted his identity as an evil cultivator.
"That's right!" the uncle praised. "I'm not from the same group as your master, but I'll let you hear what my disciples are learning. Come, let's do it. Do not do to others what you do not want done to you."
"Don't do to others what you don't want done to you. I think I understand." Jiang Mubai also tried to think for a while and said, "What it means is...you can't give others what you don't want?"
"That's progress! The correct explanation is, if I don't want it myself, no one else can take it!"
"Oh!" Jiang Mubai was very happy. He was indeed capable of understanding things. He didn't know that his uncle was apologizing to a certain saint in his heart.
This trip took three days, and the master uncle was so tired that he kept cursing. However, Jiang Mubai and the other two were used to it. This was the master uncle's personality. He said whatever he wanted to say. They also listened to many truths from the master uncle. If the master uncle had not paid for a carriage on the way, it would probably take a day to set off.
But the uncle was still cursing while riding in the carriage because his butt was hurting. Jiang Mubai was very happy because it felt really good not to have to walk.
This was a remote village. Seeing a carriage approaching, the villagers gathered around and looked at it curiously. Jiang Mubai jumped out of the carriage, and his uncle-in-law leaned out from behind him and muttered, "My butt is so sore from sitting there. Who hired someone to perform an exorcism?"
Upon hearing this, the villagers looked at each other, and finally an old man stood up with a crutch and asked, "Excuse me, are you the expert from Baiyun Temple?"
Jiang Mubai looked at his uncle nodding in a pretentious manner. It must be said that his uncle, wearing a new Taoist robe, really looked like a master.
"It's you. What's the matter? Tell me first."
The old man looked around. He seemed to have some prestige in the village, and the villagers all stepped back tactfully.
"I suspect there's a ghost in our village." The old man whispered.
"Big Brother, what is an old man's spirit?" Jiang Mubai asked.
The eldest brother replied softly, "It's said that if an old man doesn't die after reaching a hundred years old, he will turn into a demon, also known as a man-eating ghost in folklore, but I've never seen one."
Jiang Mubai looked over there, and his uncle folded his hands: "Talk about the price first!"
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