After Liao Zhiyuan finished speaking, Zhao Youliang finally understood what he meant: set up a Yin-Yang shop!
The so-called "yin-yang shop" is the kind that serves people during the day and ghosts at night.
Of course, entertaining ghosts is free, the purpose of which is to leave a "favor" as Liao Zhiyuan said, to make friends with ghosts, so that it will be easier to ask ghosts for help when needed.
There are many similar stores now, but ordinary people don't know about them.
The most widely reported one so far is the one near a train station in a certain place. Interested readers can search for it themselves.
"Okay, Liao, let's do it this way!"
With the mindset of "trying anything as a last resort," Zhao Youliang immediately nodded in agreement.
"It's not feasible to open a yin-yang shop in a town; ordinary ghosts wouldn't dare to come in."
"Opening a shop over there at the mass grave won't work either, that's the stronghold of evil spirits... We can only work on the west side of town, starting tomorrow!"
"We don't need to do anything else, let's just set up a soup kitchen and offer some food to the wandering ghosts."
Having made up his mind, Zhao Youliang told the spirit mediums in the temple about his idea after the barbecue restaurant closed that night.
After hearing this, the immortals, especially the few evil spirits, all had complicated expressions.
Zhao Youliang, being quite clever, quickly asked upon seeing this, "What's wrong, you old immortals?"
The leader of the grasshopper spirits scratched his head and replied, "Quantum, the Yin-Yang shop you mentioned has already been in business for decades."
"It was done by people from your town."
"We initially thought he meant well, but now it seems he has the same goal as you, both plotting against each other?!"
"Huh?!" Zhao Youliang was also surprised. Could it be that someone had thought of something before him?
"Old sage, where does that person run his Yin-Yang shop? Can you take me there?"
“Sure, why not? There’s no danger.” The grasshopper spirit agreed without hesitation.
“Before we had any incense offerings, we used to go to that yin-yang shop to freeload food and drinks.”
After offering incense to the two coffins according to custom, Zhao Youliang left the town under the guidance of the grasshopper spirit.
Surprisingly, Chang Jie insisted on coming along as well.
The reason given was that he always smoked in the hall, making Huang Yu and Xiao Jiao cough, so he went out with Zhao Youliang to get some fresh air.
Besides Chang Jie, there was also the "uninvited guest"—a big yellow dog.
Although the scoundrel didn't give a reason, Zhao Youliang didn't dare to ask.
Asking too many questions might get you a beating, which would be a bad deal.
Not far from the town, the grasshopper spirit spoke up: "Quantum, do you see the place with the lights up ahead? That's it."
"Oh, by the way, when you get there, don't say that you've studied Taoist magic and are a direct descendant of the Huang, Chang, and Hui families."
“Those who come to the Yin-Yang shop to sit and eat are not evil ghosts. You might scare them.”
"Last time, because of the 'trouble with the Taoist priest,' many of the wandering ghosts in the neighborhood ran away."
At this time, Zhao Youliang was focused on the Yin-Yang shop, so he didn't pay attention to such a bizarre phrase as "making trouble for the Taoist priest".
"Alright, I understand, old immortal. Let's go take a look."
As he approached, Zhao Youliang, through his Yin-Yang Eyes, indeed saw many blurry figures sitting in the simple soup kitchen.
Most of them appeared to be elderly, with the occasional young person or child.
And just as the grasshopper spirit had said, these ghosts had no malevolent aura or resentment; they were like a wisp of blue smoke.
Upon seeing Zhao Youliang and his group arrive, these "smoke" creatures even stood up and greeted the grasshopper spirit and the big yellow dog.
"Old Immortal, Master Huang, you two have brought your junior out for a stroll?"
"Is this young man new here? I've never seen him before."
"Sigh, why did they have to come to this town when there are so many other places to live..."
Although he was treated as a junior to the big yellow dog, Zhao Youliang didn't mind.
At this moment, his attention was completely focused on the two old people who were cooking porridge for the ghost.
There was no other reason than that Zhao Youliang recognized these two elderly people; they were the parents of Chen Wei's sworn brother, who was also the director of the urban management office, Director Zhou.
The two elders appeared kind and peaceful, completely unlike the arrogance and domineering nature of the members of the five major families.
And he didn't seem surprised to see Zhao Youliang arrive.
Instead, he cheerfully served three bowls of hot porridge and placed them on an empty table, then invited Zhao Youliang and the other two to sit down.
The two elderly people sat down opposite the "three".
"Quantum, my wife and I guessed you would come, but we didn't expect you to come so soon."
"To be honest, the methods you can think of for saving people, our five major surnames have already thought of long ago."
"This shop has been open since my father's generation."
The words of the Zhou elders completely exceeded Zhao Youliang's expectations: he didn't expect that the two elders would actually say it directly in front of the ghost.
Even more surprisingly, the ghosts didn't react at all, as if they already knew that the Yin-Yang Shop's motives were impure.
Seeing Zhao Youliang's confusion, an old ghost chuckled and offered an explanation.
"Now that you mention it, I remember you're that shamanic disciple from the paper-making shop, right?"
"Old Ghost greets the immortals."
“Immortal, you don’t need to be surprised. We already knew that Old Zhou and the others were with us to deal with those ‘people’ in the mass grave.”
“Their fathers made it clear from the very first day they opened the shop.”
"Aren't you wondering why we come here to freeload, even though we know what they're after, and we haven't turned against them?"
Upon hearing this, Zhao Youliang nodded repeatedly and respectfully invited the old ghost who had spoken to sit at his table.
Old Gui didn't refuse and sat down, continuing to speak.
“I ask you, immortal, if someone in this life treats you better than anyone else, and that kindness lasts for a hundred years, does it really matter whether they lie to you or not?”
"Besides, they made their purpose clear from the beginning."
Old Ghost's words struck Zhao Youliang like a lightning storm, hitting him squarely in the soul.
Yes, if someone is good to me for a hundred years, is their purpose still so important?
How many of those who approach us without any ulterior motive, even the vows of eternal love among young people, can last for over a hundred years?
Given the current divorce rate, probably less than half of couples can last past the "seven-year itch"!
Not to mention so-called friendship...
After figuring out this problem, Zhao Youliang immediately felt enlightened, and even his cultivation progressed further.
He quickly stood up and bowed deeply to the old ghost who had just spoken.
"I've learned my lesson, lad!"
Old Gui smiled and gestured for Zhao Youliang to sit down quickly.
"You're too kind, immortal."
"What's this talk about being taught or not? I've just lived a long time and I understand many things clearly."
"Oh, by the way, you're thinking of opening a Yin-Yang shop too, is it because the guys in town are causing trouble?"
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