I am doing meritorious deeds in Liaozhai

Song Yushan covered his face and sighed heavily: "I'm obviously wearing a hood, and I still have my head down, and I haven't left the house at night for several months.

And even if I was killed, why didn't they believe that I wasn't dead? "

Now it's all right, the happy outing has turned into a disaster scene, and I haven't been able to take a good look at the bookstore, which is really a disappointment.

"puff!"

"Ahem, I'm sorry, I really can't hold back!"

Song Yushan: "..."

She looked at the two of them, holding back a smile, and gave up struggling: "Laugh if you want to!"

"Pfft~"

"Shopkeeper, haha, you are so interesting today, you must be featured on the front page of the next issue of the newspaper! Hahaha!"

"Hahaha! I laughed so hard! Shopkeeper, what on earth are you thinking! This isn't a surprise, it's clearly a shock!"

Song Yushan: "..."

"Hey, it's enough for you to laugh for a while, and it's too much if you laugh any longer. The ghosts outside are still crying for me. You go out with me to clarify." Song Yushan said angrily.

In the end, it was Ni Jiao who came forward and used her master's majesty and strong ghost power to convince the ghosts that Song Yushan was really still alive.

The atmosphere suddenly changed from the scene of the funeral to the New Year's Eve, with all the ghosts rushing to tell each other, full of laughter.

"Great, shopkeeper Song is still alive, the bookstore can continue to operate, and the story book can be updated. We will still have newspapers next month!"

"I said Shopkeeper Song wouldn't die so easily, right? She's an only monk in Fushui County. No one dares to provoke her if she walks sideways. How could she die?"

"The visitor is a guest, who has a sedan chair? Let's take Shopkeeper Song to visit the underworld!"

"You forgot, Shopkeeper Song is still alive, and the dead man's sedan chair can't lift her."

"It's not easy, just cover it with a thick layer of ghost power and make it visible?"

……

In the end, Song Yushan was still unable to stay quiet and visit the Underworld of Fushui County without disturbing any ghosts.

She wandered around in the underworld, but there were many companions, all the ghosts in the underworld of Fushui County came to accompany her, it was really unforgettable.

Before dawn, the ghosts sent her to the entrance of the underworld where she came from: "Shopkeeper Song, come play again tomorrow night!"

Song Yushan firmly refused: "I have something to do tomorrow night, see you next time!"

When is the next time, she doesn't know.

Anyway, she doesn't want to come again these days, she should practice honestly in the mansion!

She will work hard to perfect the paper piercing technique before the spring.

At that time, the paper bundles made will have spirituality without being burned to the underworld.

She can make a paper-drawn horse-drawn cart for herself, and a paper-made man can carry a sedan chair, so she doesn't have to worry about going to and from the underworld.

Even in the yang world, paper figurines are also perpetual motion machines.

The momentum came up all at once.

Song Yushan put his head down and practiced hard.

At the beginning of the twelfth lunar month, there was a heavy snowfall.

Song Yu is good at practicing sticks in the snow. After the snow stopped, she also understood the meaning of the wind stick.

After three and a half years of practice, from the initial body tempering to the sixth level of the current cyclone stage of the Qi Condensation Realm, she has finally perfected the blast stick technique.

The green bamboo and Qiongzhi were in her hands, and the flowers were swung out. The stick in her hand seemed to turn into a ray of blue wind, and with her movements, the snow on the ground was rolled up.

The stick is like the wind, but it is airtight. When the stick is collected, the snow in the yard has piled up to the wall.

"Papa papa!" There was warm applause from the side.

Song Yushan looked to the side, and at some point, all the people and demons in the study came out.

I don't know how long I watched her practice stick.

Master Yang clapped and rubbed his hands, his cheeks were flushed, and he said excitedly, "Song Shanzhang's stick technique is excellent for sweeping snow!"

Ever since Song Yushan talked with him about his great ideal of recruiting more monster students and establishing a monster academy, Master Yang changed his name to Song Shanchang.

Qiu Niang carried the fish basket on her back, and the little carp in the fish basket jumped out from time to time to watch her dance the stick, and when it fell down, it swung its tail and patted the water, expressing its participation with the sound of splashing water.

It's freezing cold, and the water in other places is frozen. Only in its exclusive small fish basket, the water is still at normal temperature, all because it can't rest for a moment.

Qiu Niang didn't go to Fushui's residence in the distance this winter.

When Xiaoli helped her retrieve the water ghost's bones, Song Yushan paid him three hundred Wen for a skeleton.

In the end, Xiaoli earned 35 taels of silver.

It happened that Mrs. Yang was about to move, and the house in the fish market was unoccupied, so he wanted to rent it out, so Xiao Li rented it out.

The house was next to the water, and there was a waterside pavilion. When Qiu Niang was out of the boat, she could propel the boat into the yard and park it by the waterside pavilion, and the little carps could also play there.

So they live there this winter.

Now the orange cat, which should be called Big Orange, has formed into a ball, and is next to the big white goose. The two monsters warm each other, one clapping its paws and the other flapping its wings.

Meow meow, quack quack, like a quarrel, each voice is louder than the other.

Uncle Jin, who was next to them, clapped the most vigorously, and the sound was like a drum.

Song Yushan looked at the crowd of people and monsters, his eyes bent into gentle crescents: "My stick technique is perfect!"

"Congratulations to the head of the mountain!" Yang Xuan and Qiu Niang said.

"Clap clap~"

"Quack quack~"

"Meow meow meow~"

"Miss' stick technique is the best in the world!" Jin Da was very happy and extremely proud.

As soon as he is happy, he wants to cook, share food and enjoy double happiness
"At noon, I was in the hunter's hands. I bought a freshly hunted deer. It happens that the young lady has successfully cultivated. Let's roast the deer meat together!"

Several little monsters nodded repeatedly, and suspicious liquid flowed out from the corners of their mouths.

"There is still a class to attend today!" Although Master Yang was also greedy for venison, his responsibility as a master prevailed and he did not forget his teaching task.

Qiu Niang also said: "We appreciate the kindness of shopkeeper Jin. On a snowy day, and it gets dark early, I may not be able to stay long after class."

The little orange and the big white goose were alright, no matter what, they had to eat in one bite, and they had paid for the food.

But eating now is not the same as eating after class. Even the most learned big white goose wants to skip class to eat meat.

The little carp who was also greedy for meat was even more sad, and his tail lost the strength to slap the water.

Although Mr. Yang's class is humorous and funny, how can you eat meat in class!

"Today we won't have this class, let's eat meat together!" Song Yushan said.

The little demons immediately cheered, crazy with joy.

"The head of the mountain!" Master Yang disagreed.

Song Yushan rubbed his nose: "Everyone has worked hard for a year, and they study very hard on weekdays. The final exam is coming soon, and winter vacation is coming. It's snowing today and the weather is cold. If you don't, take it easy, as a reward!"

She absolutely does not admit it, and she is also greedy for meat.

It's more atmospheric when everyone eats together!
"That's all." Master Yang compromised, and taught the students: "Relax well today, and study hard in the next few days!"

"Meow~"

"Gah~"

"Boom~"