I'm wandering in the world

Chapter 106 Sewage Discharge
What is a garment bag?
To put it simply, this is a gift package burned for the dead.

Paper clothes, paper money, gold ingots and other funeral items are packed in a bag and sold. Although small, the package contains all the necessary items. When using it, you only need to write the name of the deceased on the bag.

If the deceased is a woman, she is called a female baoyi.

With such a good learning opportunity, and it was Ah Dong who took the initiative to give it to him, Chen Qingyuan was not polite at all, and sat in the attic immersed in the ocean of learning, unable to extricate himself...

It seems that the experience of being in a quiet world when I was studying "Lüshan's Evil Art" last time, in terms of learning, is not just limited to language learning, I can learn other things very quickly.

It is already past eleven o'clock at night, and Adong said that he knows a funeral shop that is open late at night.

Who knows whether it can be purchased.

After learning the method of replacing life with death, Chen Qingyuan was bored and saw a lot of books about divination and fortune-telling on the table. He picked up a yellow book called "Xiao Liu Ren" and opened it. It turned out to be fortune-telling, with men using the left finger and women using the right finger, mainly the index finger, middle finger and ring finger.

The six ren are Daan, Liulian, Suxi, Chikou, Xiaoji and Kongwang respectively!
Each represents the degree of good or bad luck.

The first and third sections of the index, middle and ring fingers together have a total of six positions, which are the positions represented by the hexagram. The time to draw the hexagram should be determined according to the time, and then according to the number of strokes of the name or the eight characters, further deduction can be made to get a rough estimate of good or bad luck.

Like in TV dramas, there are Taoist priests or sorcerers who use their left thumb to pinch the pads of their index, middle and ring fingers repeatedly, which is very likely to be the Xiao Liu Ren algorithm...

The more Chen Qingyuan looked, the more engrossed he became, and he felt refreshed.

A wonderful idea suddenly came to his mind: what if he studied and practiced at the same time?
Chen Qingyuan did what he said. He sat cross-legged on the chair, pinched his left hand to make hand gestures, and flipped through books with his right hand, trying to do two things at once. It was just a fun attempt, but he unexpectedly succeeded. Doesn't this mean that you can practice while eating, wearing, living and traveling?

He stood up holding the book and walked around in the attic. He found that this method could indeed help him cultivate, but it would still be slightly affected. The speed of cultivation was probably only one tenth of that of cultivating wholeheartedly...

Still, better than nothing.

Make a little progress every day.

Write down the Xiao Liu Ren algorithm.

Chen Qingyuan sat down and practiced seriously. His skin felt hot and cold, and the air around him slowly became sticky...

His internal organs were responding to his practice. Blood slowly flowed from his nostrils. He wiped it with his hand and found that the blood was red with black, and there was even a hint of sticky stuff.

As his training progressed, his nose bled more and more. He vomited with a whine, and dark red blood gushed out of his mouth and nose...

The ground was stained red with blood...

There were footsteps in the attic. It was Ah Dong who came back. He was carrying two large bags in his hands and was very excited. His eyes fell on the large pool of blood on the ground where Chen Qingyuan was lying. His head suddenly buzzed and the bags fell. He stammered, "Mr. Chen, bah, bah, brother Chen Qingyuan, what happened to you? Are you feeling uncomfortable in your stomach? Gastric ulcer? Gastric perforation? Do you have a tumor? Cancer?"

Chen Qingyuan seemed to care about himself as he listened to Adong reading out the dishes.

The condition was getting worse and worse, and he almost swallowed the dirty blood in his mouth. Hetui said: "Don't be nervous, this is a kind of exercise I practice. The first requirement is that you must be healthy and have no leaks. Just now, I just expelled the dirty and sick air in my body. You don't have to worry too much..."

Blood?

A Dong jumped up immediately: "There is a formation I set up in the house, and your blood has broken my formation."

He began to get anxious, his hands seemed to be possessed by Sun Wukong, scratching his ears and cheeks, and said: "You, you, you, my divination can't be wrong, even the gourd points out that you are my benefactor, why did this happen? Wait, no, you practice? Are you also a master?" Chen Qingyuan got down from the chair, took the broom in the corner, swept up the dirty blood, poured it into the toilet, took out a mop and mopped the floor carefully, then said: "When I was young, I learned some spells and methods from a Taoist priest, which can strengthen my body and help others when I encounter injustice..."

Ah Dong said suddenly: "You are lying!"

Ok?
Chen Qingyuan was stunned by his decisive tone and asked, "Why do you say that?"

Ah Dong scratched his hair and picked up the plastic bag containing funeral items on the ground: "I don't know, but my feeling tells me that you are not telling the truth... But it doesn't matter, you are my benefactor, even if you lie, it won't hurt me, you can say whatever you want..."

What are you doing?

It would have been fine if the old Taoist priest in the last world was so cunning.

If a psychopath comes to this world and intuitively suspects that he is lying, is there still any law for time travelers?
Ah Dong didn't care about that and said happily, "Old Zhao is really nice. Even though he was asleep, he still got up to sell these things to me when I knocked on his door! Let's go, I know a good cemetery. I can definitely get away with performing the 'death in place of life' spell there. The terrain is high, so the water won't flood the pit!"

He suddenly remembered something, turned around and went back into the room to search around. A small oxygen cylinder came out from the dark. "Hey, no need to worry about suffocation this time."

It's quiet at night.

Chen Qingyuan couldn't sleep either, so he followed Adong on the road.

He reached out to stop a taxi: "Go to the New Territories Cemetery!"

The driver was startled and his voice was unnatural: "What are you two doing there in the middle of the night? I am just an ordinary driver. Don't mess with me. If it's a human, there's no money in the robbery. If it's a ghost, my life is worthless."

Ah Dong wiped his greasy hair, fumbled in his pockets for a long time, took out a crumpled bill and handed it over, saying: "Didn't you see the bag? Of course I'm going to the mountain to do something. You've watched too many movies, you really think there are so many ghosts who are bored and specifically pick on drivers..."

The driver was speechless after being rebuked, but at the same time his heart slowly calmed down, because what the other person said... made sense.

Chen Qingyuan casually took out a few banknotes and placed them on the armrest: "Just drive well, we don't need a few dollars from you! Whether you can make a small fortune tonight depends on your performance."

Blessing with banknotes.

The driver suddenly became much more energetic.

He stepped on the accelerator and the car whizzed out.

After more than half an hour's journey, we arrived at the New Territories Cemetery. Although it is called a cemetery, it is actually a mountain. There is a stone door frame built at the entrance to the mountain.

The car arrived at the parking lot halfway up the mountain. The driver refused to go any further but promised to wait here for two hours.

Chen Qingyuan did not make things difficult for him.

The two people got out of the car and went up the mountain.

When they reached a high place close to the top of the mountain, Dong looked around with a red compass in his hand, stomped his right foot on the ground, and said happily, "This place has lush green vegetation and a wide view. It's high and not afraid of rain, but it's not the highest, so there are mountains to block the wind. There's a reservoir in front. Water represents wealth, and wind represents luck. When the wind flows, wealth gathers. It hides the wind and gathers water. Fortunately, I brought the compass with me. It's a really good place..."

(End of this chapter)