Chapter 111: Qingming Festival is coming, it’s time for Feixing Sect to hold a funeral

Lin Du did not dream this time and slept for a very long time. She did not wake up until noon, but no one said anything to her.

Granny Ma even made an exception and asked the corpse puppet to make her a bowl of porridge.

Lin Du held the bowl of porridge, looking at the strange-shaped strips inside, wanting to say something but stopping himself, and finally finished drinking it.

After finishing a bowl of porridge, a gurgling sound was heard in the courtyard, and Granny Ma looked over with a strange expression.

Lin Du explained in a low voice, "I wasn't hungry at first, but after eating a bowl of porridge, my appetite was whetted."

She asked again, "Mother-in-law, what is the meat in the porridge?"

"Bugs." Granny Ma expressionlessly called the corpse puppet to go out and buy food.

Lin Du weakly put down his bowl and chopsticks, stood up and walked back like a wandering soul, "I suddenly feel a little full."

Xia Tianwu kindly reminded, "It's okay, little master uncle. The bug is a spiritual creature. It is common to make soup and porridge with it. It is very good for the mind."

Lin Du was breathless, "I understand the truth."

But she couldn't get over the hurdle in her heart.

Granny Ma frowned and asked, "Are ten lantern nests enough? Do you want pickled cabbage or meat?"

Lin Du answered quickly, "Ten each, thank you."

Granny Ma's voice rang out in a sinister voice, "You are the first person who eats and lives at my expense and dares to ask for anything from me."

Lin Du turned around, took out a handful of spirit stones and stuffed them into the little puppet's hand, "Is that enough? If not, there's more."

Her hands were too big for the little corpse puppet to hold in both hands, so he turned around and looked at Granny Ma with grievance.

Granny Ma suddenly felt a headache from all the noise. How could this child be so troublesome?

"Go ahead, go ahead. Buy back as much as she gives you."

The little corpse puppet then walked out step by step.

Lin Du became more and more demanding. He turned around, picked up the book about dragons and sat next to Granny Ma. He asked questions when he didn't know how to translate.

"Are you really going to finish reading?" Granny Ma was a little surprised to see that Lin Du had even arranged the four treasures of the study.

She originally thought that the child would give up on the book after seeing the ancient characters inside.

"Well." Lin Du held the pen, "I have to leave soon and return the book. I will try to finish reading it as soon as possible. But, mother-in-law, do you mind if I record it?"

"If I didn't want to show it to you, I should have stopped you earlier." Granny Ma said lightly.

Lin Du sat under the daylight, writing quickly, occasionally asking about words he didn't understand, but mostly recording seriously.

Mo Lin still needs to rest for some time. Feng Yi has disappeared, Ju Yuan stares at his apprentice and refuses to go back, and Xia Tianwu is helping Granny Ma take care of the various spiritual plants at the back of the yard.

When the little corpse puppet came back, it was holding a big bag of things in its arms. The small courtyard, which originally exuded a faint strange fragrance, was now filled with the aroma of fried food.

"Can my great nephew eat?"

Granny Ma shook her head, and Lin Du went around to the back of the yard with the things in his arms to look for his second nephew. After dividing the things, he came back and sat next to Granny Ma.

"Can the Corpse King eat?"

Granny Ma sat further away without saying anything, "No."

Lin Du seemed to be thinking about something, but her mind was working and she could not stop herself from eating quickly. After she finished five of them, she let out a sigh of relief and said with emotion, "It has to be fried cakes again."

If you can no longer enjoy the pleasure of fried carbohydrates, which are made from sugar and oil, it is better not to live forever.

Lin Du ate quietly but quickly. After a while, only a pile of brown paper was left on the ground, and the energetic man was washing his hands and cleaning up the crime scene.

"Mother-in-law, I have a question. If a person is possessed by a love pig, is there any way to get rid of it?"

"Isn't it written in the book? Unless the Gu Master releases the Guinea pig at the cost of his own life." Granny Ma looked at the child cleaning the yard, cleared her throat, and let the corpse puppet do the work.

Lin Du said, "Are you talking about the sentence about the fallen villain?"

Granny Ma: ...You described the Gu characters as falling little people?

All day long, Granny Ma could still smell the lingering smell of fried cakes in her yard.

At night, Lin Du seemed to realize that Granny Ma didn't like the taste of cooked food, so he took his second nephew out to eat.

She didn't look for any decent restaurants or bars, but only went to crowded fly restaurants.

Xia Tianwu was puzzled, "Master, you walked back and forth on this street, why did you choose the restaurant with the most people?"

Lin Du grinned, "The food in a restaurant with many people must be delicious."

Traditional Chinese characteristics: restaurants with long queues must have delicious food.

Xia Tianwu: That makes a lot of sense and cannot be refuted.

The two of them are obviously disciples from big clans. One is as cold and aloof as a banished immortal, while the other is exquisite, beautiful and cynical. They are eye-catching wherever they go.

Lin Du seemed to be unaware of anything. She sat there, ordered the dishes, and played with her chopsticks boredly, with her eyes drooping, but her ears perked up all the time.

"Have you heard? The people of Qinglu Village didn't intermarry with others before, and they never left the village, but today someone actually came out!"

"That's right. People who went up the mountain to pick mushrooms today said that the well in the village is gone. There is only a big hole left. I don't know which wicked person stole the wellhead."

"But speaking of that Qinglu Village, I don't know what happened. Several young girls ran to the city. Two of them came to my wife's embroidery workshop. You know what, they are really clever and skillful."

Lin Du listened for a while, a smile on his lips, turned the chopsticks in his hand around, and placed them neatly on the table.

"I heard that Feixing Sect had some problems."

"What is it?"

"It is said that an elder of the Flying Star Sect observed the stars at night and, for the sake of world peace, he devoted half his life to cultivating himself and predicted that a disaster star would descend upon the world."

Lin Du suddenly raised his eyes and looked in the direction of the voice. The man was holding a Southern Yunnan tabloid and seemed to be reading it page by page.

"Look here, this elder seems to have some expertise in destiny. He said... the sudden appearance of a star of evil will punish relatives and friends, and the six relatives will have no relationship, and the brothers will be weak. If the star becomes a great man, it will definitely lead to chaos in the world."

"So the elder worked hard to figure out the information about the Lone Evil Star, saying that it is now far away in the north, with frost and snow covering the forest, and no boat can cross..."

"No, please get to the point. Stop talking about things I can't understand!"

"There's an analysis in this tabloid. It sounds like the Lonely Star fate has been covered up. No one knows it's the Star of Destiny? It's said that it killed both of its parents a long time ago, and now that it's the fourth day of its birth, it's going to kill another person."

Xia Tianwu's face turned cold, and he looked up at Lin Du, "Junior Master?"

Lin Du had a smile on his face, his eyes were dark and misty, "You are such a ruthless person, you are so calculating."

"My master hasn't said anything yet about the fate of the world. How can a lonely ghost like him have a say?"

The Zhongzhou election only takes place once every fifty years. Testing spiritual roots is also fortune-telling. Lin Du has passed the Zhongzhou election, so he is naturally not a bad star. That is why Yin Zhong insisted on saying that his fate was deceived. He was sure that Lin Du was an orphan and his birth date might not be accurate, so he made such a statement.

Lin Du showed a typical villain smile, "Things are really getting more and more interesting. It seems that Yin Zhong is more difficult than I thought."

Lin Du in this world might not know her own birth date, but she came from the modern era, and what she was reading was her own birth date.

She poked the dull white ball in her consciousness and asked, "Master?"

Yan Ye reacted quickly this time and soon brightened up, "What's the matter?"

"Master, I have a question. If a soul takes over a person's body, then does the person's birth date and destiny belong to the body or the soul?"

Yan Ye was silent for a while, which was rare for him. "Why do you always have trouble with the spirits?"

"Your fate is naturally the fate of your soul. Even if you occupy a person's body, you cannot occupy that person's fate. If you are destined to be poor and destitute, even if you marry into a wealthy family after the abduction, you will still go your own way in the end."

"And if someone who still has a chance of survival is abducted, it will be extremely detrimental to one's virtue and will not be tolerated by the laws of nature... Wait, what are you going to do?"

"Nothing, I just thought of it and asked casually. After all, that ghost pretended to be someone else and became an elder. I was wondering what his fate was originally."

Yan Ye sighed, "Anomalies are anomalies. That one is against the will of heaven and is not part of the destiny of heaven. You have so much free time all day long. Do you think a lot? I'll give you some lessons when I get back!"

Lin Du was speechless for a moment. "I say, Master, have you seen my birth date and time?"

"Why do you ask?" Yan Ye's eyes lit up sharply, and a glowing white ball pressed against Lin Du's divine palace.

"Oh, it's nothing. A bad guy said I was doomed." Lin Du didn't realize that he was complaining at all.

"That person must have made up a story. Not only are you not doomed to fail, you are also..." Yan Ye suddenly stopped talking and said in a hurry, "Anyway, you are a very lucky star."

Lin Du:? It doesn’t sound like that’s what you meant.

Yan Ye coughed and said tactfully, "You have a good fate. You can turn bad luck into good luck. You are liked by the elders when you are young and you are supported by others when you are middle-aged. In short, you have a likable fate. You just have to be careful about having romantic relationships."

Lin Du was silent for a while, "Oh~ Got it~ You can continue your retreat if you have nothing else to do."

Yan Ye did not let Lin Du go, "Which bad guy?"

"Yin Zhong of the Feixing Sect." Lin Du whispered, "I guessed."

Yan Ye hesitated for a moment and said, "Wait a minute. I'll send a message to Feng Chao. Your food is here. Eat first and don't think about anything else."

The white ball curled back together and was no longer bright.

Lin Du watched the waiter bring a large pot of food and said nonchalantly, "It's getting cold. This tabloid is going to go bankrupt."

Xia Tianwu:? I always feel that there is something wrong with Junior Master.

"Master Junior, is this... spring?"

"Oh, then. Qingming Festival is coming soon. It's time for Feixing Sect to hold a funeral." Lin Du picked up the chopsticks and said, "Let's eat."