Longevity from Liao Zhai

Chapter 73 Initiation
【Lifespan: Four years and seven months】

【Telepathic finger: two】

[The End of the World: 1]

[Go on a convoy to achieve immortality, do not ask about worldly affairs]

Zhou Ping frowned and looked at the panel.

When returning to Qinghe County from Qingyuan County, Zhou Ping helped three people carry things.

One was clothes sent by the old woman to her son, and two were letters.

Zhou Ping had already delivered the two letters to the destination.

But Zhou Ping's life span did not increase.

"I thought there would be a bug, but I didn't expect the panel to be so comprehensive." Zhou Ping complained in his heart. He thought the three items would increase his lifespan by nine years.

According to the prompts on the panel, Zhou Ping's lifespan did not increase.

Zhou Ping had already guessed the rules of the panel.

These three items are considered as a whole task, and only when all three items are delivered will you get the life span.

"Look at this white dot. The old woman's son should be in the He family." Zhou Ping looked at the panel. On the panel, the white dot was in the He family, and it was motionless.

A few days ago, the white spots were still moving, but after last night, they stopped moving.

Is she sleeping in the house? Zhou Ping thought. He thought the old woman's son was doing some kind of work in the He family.

Zhou Ping was thinking about something when he met Scar and Chen Erdan.

These two people like to travel long distances because they can make money.

"Zhou Ping, come on, let's go listen to some music tonight." Chen Erdan called.

Zhou Ping smiled calmly and did not refuse. Since we are in this era, we must adapt to it.

Being a bodyguard is a very dangerous job, so many of them would go to brothels to find girls when they have money.

Nine out of ten escorts are prostitutes.

Zhou Ping can't act too different.

The three of them happily went to the brothel to reserve seats.

As for the delivery of the goods, Zhou Ping wanted to rely on He Yunqing.

Zhou Ping's protection period for He Yunqing and her daughter is only one month, which means there are only five or six days left.

But Zhou Ping asked Yuan Gong to replace him, and He Yunqing was somewhat reluctant.

After final discussion, Zhou Ping would make up for the remaining ten days.

So after Zhou Ping came back, he had to stay in the Rouge Shop for another half a month.

Since the old woman’s son is in the He family, Zhou Ping can ask He Yunqing to help him when the time comes.

The three of them walked and talked.

"Zhou Ping, you know, I have reached the tenth level of Buddhism." Chen Erdan said excitedly.

Zhou Ping was also stunned for a moment. Could it be that Chen Erdan really had a connection with Buddhism and should become a monk?
Zhou Ping was still happy for Chen Erdan: "Congratulations!"

"What is there to congratulate? You have only reached the tenth level with the help of external forces. It will be difficult to improve your cultivation further in the future." Scar said with a hint of sarcasm.

Scar explained the whole story to Zhou Ping.

When Chen Erdan was escorting a caravan, he left the team because of diarrhea.

Chen Erdan got lost in the woods and ended up in a dilapidated temple.

The temple has long been abandoned and is haunted!

In addition to Chen Erdan, there was also a wandering little monk in the temple.

The two spent the night in the temple and encountered a ghost at night.

The little monk was no match for the ghost and was seriously injured. At the critical moment, Chen Erdan used the ghost-killing talisman to drive away the ghost and save the little monk.

The little monk was grateful to Chen Erdan for saving his life and wanted to repay him.

Chen Erdan wanted the little monk to repay his kindness, but the little monk was penniless and had nothing. He was extremely poor.

Chen Erdan said casually, "It would be great if I could also enter the tenth rank."

The little monk actually helped Chen Erdan enter the tenth level.

However, according to the young monk, although Buddhist initiation can improve one's cultivation, it will become very difficult to improve oneself in the future.

It is basically impossible for Chen Erdan to improve his cultivation through the Buddhist path.

Zhou Ping paused Scar's explanation and couldn't help but sigh: "It turns out that you have a deep affinity with Buddha."

However, Zhou Ping's tenth level of Buddhism also relied on external forces, so he had no right to mock Chen Erdan.

Chen Erdan didn't care: "You know how many people can't reach the rank in their entire life? I am satisfied that I can reach the tenth rank. It is enough."

Chen Erdan was right, he was of the tenth rank, and he was the tenth rank in Buddhism.

For the escort agency, most of the people there are warriors, so they are afraid to walk at night.

Although Chen Erdan's fighting power is not strong, he is a tenth-level Buddhist after all. Carrying him with you when walking at night is like carrying a small sun, which can scare away ghosts.

The escort agency needs such a mascot.

Chen Erdan's salary will also increase due to his cultivation.

"Zhou Ping, does your friend still have talismans to ward off evil spirits? I want to buy some." Chen Erdan lowered his voice and said, as if he didn't want Scar to know this secret.

Chen Erdan was able to fight off the ghosts in the dilapidated temple thanks to the ghost-killing talisman given to him by Zhou Ping.

However, Zhou Ping did not say that he drew these talismans himself, but said that a friend drew them. Zhou Ping gave a few to Chen Erdan and Daoba.

Chen Erdan was skeptical about the talisman at first, but the talisman he bought in the ruined temple benefited him a lot. The effect of the talisman was far beyond his imagination, at least it was much better than the yellow talisman he bought in Jinhua Temple.

"Yes." Zhou Ping smiled faintly and still didn't say it out loud.

Chen Erdan's eyes lit up and he pulled Zhou Ping aside.

"Zhou Ping, I have an idea. You can ask your friend to sell me the evil-killing talisman! Then I will sell it and we can evaluate the profit."

"How about two talismans for one tael of silver?"

Chen Erdan's idea surprised Zhou Ping a little. He didn't expect Chen Erdan to be so good at making money, nor did he expect his yellow talisman to be so valuable.

Two yellow talismans cost one tael of silver. If you draw a thousand of them, that would be five hundred taels of silver.

After thinking for a while, Zhou Ping shook his head and said, "If my friend needs it, I can ask for some, but forget it if you want to sell it. My friend doesn't like to be too high-profile."

Although Zhou Ping loves money, he doesn't need so much money.

Zhou Ping was still afraid of revealing too many of his secrets.

Chen Erdan was slightly disappointed. He had thought about this matter a long time ago and thought he could make a small fortune with the evil-killing talisman. But since Zhou Ping had already said so, Chen Erdan couldn't force it.

Zhou Ping immediately gave Chen Erdan and Daoba twenty talismans each to ward off evil spirits.

"Zhou Ping, you gave us so many talismans to fight ghosts. What should you do if you encounter a ghost?" Scar said in a muffled voice. He was a pure warrior and needed these props to deal with ghosts more than Chen Erdan.

Chen Erdan laughed and scolded, "You are stupid. Zhou Ping is favored by the ghost bride. With the ghost bride protecting him, which ghost dares to touch him?"

Zhou Ping smiled without saying anything, and Scar suddenly realized.

The news that Zhou Ping was favored by the ghost bride had spread throughout the city.

This matter is also thanks to Chen Erdan's mother, Chen Li.

Initially, this matter was only spread within the escort agency, because during the grain transportation mission, some escorts also saw the ghost bride speaking up for Zhou Ping.

So the escorts knew about this.

Later, just a few days ago, after Chen Li found out, the news spread all over the city.

But it was a good thing, as it saved Zhou Ping a lot of trouble. After the news spread, no one dared to matchmake for Zhou Ping anymore.

Furthermore, this incident can make Zhou Ping's task of only taking the tunnel more logical.

Everyone in the escort agency knew that Zhou Ping had a timid character.

Tunnels are also very dangerous, but Zhou Ping only takes missions through tunnels.

Of course, this is thanks to Zhou Ping's escort panel, which allows him to know the terrain of the tunnel, as well as the life-saving Lingxi Yifen and Tianya Zhichi.

However, these secrets cannot be exposed, but the ghost bride has been exposed. Outsiders will only think that Zhou Ping has the support of the ghost bride, so Zhou Ping dares to go through the tunnel.

Scar nodded, his eyes full of envy: "Zhou Ping, how do you feel?"

Chen Erdan also asked curiously: "Yes, what can I do?"

Seeing the longing eyes of the two, Zhou Ping laughed: "I'm not lying to you, we still have a son."

"Ah, so fast? You already have a son."

"Scar, you believe this? Zhou Ping is definitely lying to you. Even if you are giving birth, it can't be so quick. Zhou Ping, how did you give birth? Tell me in detail."

"Yes, yes, yes. Tell me in detail and I'll just listen to your storytelling."

"Yes, yes, yes, go ahead and tell us. We'll pay for you to tell us the story. Please tell us in detail."

"Hey, Zhou Ping, don't leave."

He's backyard.

The backyard is surrounded by rockery and is pitch black.

There was a constant sound of "ding-dong-dong".

A small yard was built in the backyard.

Several workers were building a house with stones and wood.

In the dark of night, these people had their faces covered, so it was impossible to see what they looked like.

There weren’t many people, just three.

"Hurry up, you guys, you're dawdling. Do you still want your wages?" He Yunlu kicked the man to the ground. "You're working so slowly, I tell you to get out."

The person who was kicked got up hurriedly and sped up timidly.

It’s hard to find a job in this world, and the He family really pays a lot.

There were originally six workers, but now there are only three left.

Several workers sped up the process, but human limits were there, and no matter how fast they tried, it was useless.

He Yunlu walked into the room.

The house is not big, it is round.

In the center of the circle are two stone beds with intricate patterns carved on them.

"It's so cold." He Yunlu couldn't help but shiver. He glanced at the three workers and smiled coldly.

There were originally six workers, but now there are only three left.

The three people who stayed behind thought that the He family had fired the other three people, but in fact, those three people were dead.

"Where did old Coffin Piaozi get this evil magic from? He actually claims that it can help people regain their virility." He Yunlu couldn't help but mutter.

This room is a formation. According to Mr. He, this altar can restore a person's virility.

Although Mr. He was rich, he had wasted his body when he was young and was impotent before he was forty.

Mr. He tried many methods, such as taking medicine or watching exciting scenes, but none of them could cure his illness.

Mr. He didn't know where he heard the magic spell from, but he actually started building this house.

He Yunlu was responsible for building the house.

Houses are easy to build, but they require human lives!
Six people are needed on the six legs of the house!
So every once in a while, He Yunlu would kill someone and bury him in a corner.

"What a witchcraft!" He Yunlu couldn't help but sigh, "But I like it."

According to Mr. He, this house is for them both to use.

Sacrificing other people's lives in exchange for a comeback sounds like a good deal.

Over the years, He Yunlu has been addicted to women and has obviously felt that his health is not as good as before.

"Old coffin ladle, I'll help you regain your virility, and then let you die in a woman's bed." He Yunlu couldn't help but sneer.

The three men worked in the dark until dawn and were completely exhausted.

The whole house has been built, with only some scraps left.

"Let's eat." He Yunlu prepared roast chicken, roast duck, and some wine and food.

The three men had never seen such a scene before. They thanked He Yunlu profusely and then began to fight for the goods.

"Mine, mine, this chicken leg is mine."

"What do you mean yours? It's obviously mine. You just ate one."

The three of them ate and fought over the food, and even hid the food and wine in their arms.

He Yunlu watched and laughed.

"Master He, come and eat too." said a worker.

He Yunlu ate melon seeds and shook his head: "Eat, eat, you guys, eat well so you can get going."

He Yunlu added sleeping pills into the food.

The three of them didn't think there was anything wrong because the house was almost built and they thought the He family didn't want them anymore.

"Hey, I feel dizzy."

"Me too, why am I so sleepy? I must be too tired."

After a while, the three of them fainted.

He Yunlu threw the melon seeds away and dug three big holes in the corner of the wall.

Perhaps because he was too weak, it took him the entire morning to dig these three big holes.

However, few people come to the backyard, and Mr. He recently issued an order not to let anyone come, so no one noticed what He Yunlu was doing.

"You old coffin maker, and you asked me to dig the hole and bury the person myself! You don't know how tiring this is." He Yunlu cursed while carrying the person.

After carrying the three men to a deep pit, He Yunlu slit their throats one by one, and arterial blood gushed out and soaked his body.

But when he was killing the last person, perhaps because the dosage of the drug was not enough, he woke up.

"Help!"

"what."

He Yunlu took a lot of effort to kill the man.

"It's really tiring." After killing the people, He Yunlu filled several deep pits.

At this point, the house has been built and people are buried in the six corners.

It was getting dark and evening was approaching.

It took He Yunlu a whole day to dig out and bury the bodies.

What's the house?

He Yunqing was reporting the situation to Mr. He in the room.

"Due to the fires in Yaowang Mountain over the past two years, there are not many medicinal herbs on the mountain, and the He family's income has dropped by 70%."

"The remaining 30% of revenue is mainly from the remaining medicinal materials and the income from medicine shops and commercial stores."

He Yunqing introduced the He family's income. She was the accountant of the He family and knew the money of the He family like the back of her hand.

Mr. He had his eyes closed, his face was covered with age spots, he was breathing heavily and coughing constantly.

Suddenly, a cry for help was faintly heard.

He Yunqing stopped and she heard the sound came from the backyard.

He Yunqing knew that Mr. He was going to build a house in the backyard and someone had been busy at it recently.

"Dad, what is this?" He Yunlu asked doubtfully. She didn't know what the house in the backyard was used for.

Mr. He opened his cloudy eyes, there was eye mucus in the corners of his eyes, and there was a gleam of joy in his eyes.

"It's okay. I guess the workers were injured while building the house." said Mr. He.

He Yunqing paused and said, "Dad, what is the house in the backyard used for?"

Master He paused for a moment and said, "The story of the ghost bride has been spreading like wildfire recently. I plan to have the senior monks from Jinhua Temple come and give Yunlu and you an initiation."

(End of this chapter)