Day and night tour

Chapter 149 Bone Elders Association
"That's him!" Yun Ziliang came close to Zhou Xuan and said softly,
"There are many water ghosts here, but they are all villagers who drowned nearby. They are timid. Only those who have been officials are bold and have a strong desire for official positions. When they see the official uniform, no matter how you threaten them, they will not run away! Look at the behavior of this big-headed baby, he must have been a high-ranking official when he was alive."

Zhou Xuan nodded and stared at the big-headed baby.

The baby walked onto the altar cloth, raised his short little hands, grabbed the official uniform, and put it on.

There were Taoist talismans drawn on the paper official uniform. The baby was very small and the uniform was a bit big for him, but when he put it on, the paper uniform automatically became smaller and fit him perfectly.

The big-headed baby grinned when he saw the neatly ironed paper clothes, and smoothed out the wrinkles on them.

"I've been tricked."

Zhou Xuan put his hands over his mouth and shouted at the "ghost hand" tattoo that Liu Shu had placed in front of him, "What are you waiting for?"

The tattoo was moved by the shouting and unfolded itself, rushing towards the big-headed baby.

Seeing this, the baby wanted to escape into the lake, but after taking two steps, the paper official uniform suddenly tightened again and entangled the baby. The hem of the uniform became like a tripwire, turning into a tangled mess and tripping the baby.

Ghost Hand Tattoo took advantage of it falling to the ground, pounced on it and wrapped it up.

"Finally caught."

Zhou Xuan trotted over, picked up the ghost hand tattoo as if it were a bundle, and tied the mouth of the bundle with the prepared red string.

A crying sound immediately came from the tattoo. It was the voice of the big-headed baby.

The tattooed "ghost hand" stretched out the human skin and grabbed the big-headed baby's neck, and the baby became obedient.

When Zhou Xuan touched the tattoo, a kaleidoscope of events seemed to light up in his mind, replaying the big-headed baby's "deeds" during his lifetime one by one.

It turned out that this big-headed baby had embezzled a large amount of disaster relief funds during his lifetime. After the incident, he knew he had no way to survive, so he jumped into Yuanbao Lake.

The reason why his soul looks like a big-headed baby is because he had a hobby when he was alive and had to eat a lot of placenta every day.

To put it simply, the placenta is what Ziheche means. Sometimes Ziheche is not available, so he eats something else...

If you eat weird things, you will become a deformed soul when you die.

At this time, the ghost hand loosened a little, and the big-headed baby, whose neck was tense, started crying again.

Zhou Xuan cursed coldly: "Don't pretend to be pitiful, people who don't know you would think you were a good person when you were alive. When you were a human, I don't know how many people starved to death because of you. As a ghost, you became this deformed appearance. You are worth a thousand knives as a human or a ghost. If I didn't have to use you for business, I would beat you to death now!"

He put the "big-headed baby" into his backpack, and it was already getting light.

……

At noon, after Zhou Xuan had his meal, he went to the back door of the old painting studio, pulled a chair, and waited for Huang Xi.

There was a yellow-skinned man who was specifically watching Zhou Xuan on the hill behind the pond so that he could tip off.

After Zhou Xuan sat for a while, the familiar footsteps sounded again. Huang Xi came.

She swayed her waist, walked up to Zhou Xuan, and greeted him with a smile: "Brother Xuan, you came quite early."

"Where's the news?"

Zhou Xuan was wearing a newsboy cap, a vest and a shirt, looking like a writer in Mingjiang Prefecture who made money by writing articles.

"You are dressed very fashionably today. I like fashion."

Huang Xi took out an envelope from her purse, held it high, and said to Zhou Xuan: "One hand for the money, the other for the goods?"

"Relax a bit, don't be so serious. You Huangmen know my character in business."

Zhou Xuan stood up, took the envelope from Huang Xi's hand naturally, opened the letter, and was about to read it... Huang Xi quickly blocked it with his hand, and said coquettishly: "Brother Xuan, if you refuse to pay after reading it, then our Huangmen will have worked in vain!"

"I won't let you work in vain."

Zhou Xuan gently pushed Huang Xi's hand away and quickly read the letter.

"This Siming has quite a bit of family background!"

The letter recorded Siming's wealth. There was no exact number, but his assets were written on it.

Mingjiang Department Store, Xiafei Ballroom, Jingming Tram Company... Siming has shares in the Tianxing ferry and Tianci cruise ship at Mingjiang Wharf, and his shares are not low.

This is a big fish!

Zhou Xuan continued to look down.

In addition to recording Siming's wealth, the letter also records Siming's level of support.

But there is still no accurate record, only "suspected to be six incense sticks" is written.

"Your information has some value, but it's not that valuable. There's no hard data, and you actually used the word 'suspected'! I'm even suspecting that I'm the one who's offering the most incense! It's perfunctory, very perfunctory, and I'm not very satisfied."

Zhou Xuan handed the letter back to Huang Xi.

Huang Xi didn't answer the letter. He tilted his head and asked, "What do you mean? You don't recognize your old lover just because you put on pants? Do you want to regret and default on your debt?"

"I've already read it. The letter is useless to me! As for refusing to pay, I, Zhou Xuan, am not that bad yet."

Zhou Xuan placed the letter on the stone railing, took out a "Buddha head" tattoo from his pocket, and threw it to Huang Xi: "My things are much more valuable than your information!"

After saying that, Zhou Xuan entered the old painting studio.

Huang Xi unfolded the tattoo, and a "Buddha head" came into her eyes.

A strong Buddhist sound penetrated into her ears.

She quickly closed the tattoo.

"Something from the ancient tattoo clan?!"

Huang Xi then understood why Zhou Xuan was not satisfied with the information provided by Huang Men. In terms of value, there was indeed a big difference.

Weighing the tattoo in his hand, Huang Xi felt that he had handled this matter very badly.

Her impression of Zhou Xuan was that he was handsome and young, so she preconceived that Zhou Xuan was not very capable and the price he could offer was especially limited. So although she sent Huangmen's people to investigate Siming's matter, they did not do it with full care.
“Who would have thought he could come up with something of this level?”

Huang Xi thought of Zhou Xuan's careless action when he threw the tattoo just now, and thought: "He doesn't seem to take that tattoo very seriously, which means that he probably has a second and third tattoo..."

Thinking of this, Huang Xi slapped his forehead in regret, making a loud noise.

"I thought it was a business, but it turned out to be an opportunity for the Mingjiang Huangmen!"

Huang Xi walked to the door of the old painting studio and stretched out his hand to knock on it. If nothing else, he wanted to at least apologize to Zhou Xuan.

But think about it, I have nothing in my hands now, how can a simple apology show sincerity?

She lowered her hands again.

As she was struggling and hesitating, a cry came from the pond.

Huang Xi turned around and saw a yellow fox calling her.

"come here."

Huang Xi hooked his finger at the yellow-skinned creature, and the yellow-skinned creature climbed up the stone railing flexibly, then jumped onto Huang Xi's shoulder, straightened up, and whispered softly...

"Really?" Huang Xi was more and more surprised the more he listened. After going through so many twists and turns, he thought there was no way out, but suddenly he saw a new village.

Originally, Huang Xi didn't know how to show his sincerity to Zhou Xuan and repair the rift between the two sides in business.

Now, the news brought by the little yellow fox gave her the courage to meet Zhou Xuan again.

"Pah, pah, pah!"

Huang Xi knocked on the back door of the old painting studio.

In addition to Zhou Xuan, Lu Mingkun was also in the old painting studio.

The new store had just opened, so Jingyi didn't have much business. Seeing that there was no work in the afternoon, Lu Mingkun came to the old painting studio with a newspaper, read the newspaper, and meditate.

Zhou Xuan was not in a hurry to return to the store. He sat in the old painting studio and chatted with Lu Mingkun. They talked about installing a telephone. When he first came to Mingjiang Mansion, he didn't have much money and could do little. Now that he had more money, he naturally had to arrange for a telephone.

As we were chatting, there was a knock on the back door.

"Aren't you leaving yet?"

Of course Zhou Xuan knew that it was Huang Xi who knocked on the door - who else would knock on the back door for no reason except her?
He opened the door.

Huang Xi said excitedly: "Brother Xuan, we are at fault in this business, I am knocking on your door to make up for it..."

As she was talking, she saw Lu Mingkun and stopped.

Zhou Xuan estimated that her news this time must be of some importance, otherwise she wouldn't be so cautious, so he closed the door and pointed at Lu Mingkun and said, "He is my senior brother, a man you can definitely trust. If you have something to say, just say it directly, don't hide it from him."

Huang Xi got Zhou Xuan's promise and said, "Very reliable information. Siming's wealth and level of incense are actually not important..."

"Then what's important?"

"His wife Duan Qinglan's status is very important."

"What identity?"

"She is an old person." Huang Xi said.

"Old Bone?"

Zhou Xuan felt that Huang Xi's news this time was very important.

Feng Xigui said that Gu Lao was the leader of Mingjiang Prefecture. They had a very close connection with the gods, and their own heritage was very ancient.

The ancient temple of "Chenghuang" is where Gu Lao watered many temples with his blood, allowing the power of wishes to resonate with the blood, and then the Chenghuang was born in the blood temple.

This is the oldest history of Jing State.

"What is her status in Gu Lao?" Zhou Xuan asked.

"This makes it difficult for us. The full name of Gu Lao is Gu Lao Hui." Huang Xi said, "I don't think I need to elaborate on the qualifications of Gu Lao Hui in Mingjiang Prefecture."

Zhou Xuan nodded and motioned Huang Xi to continue.

"The Bone Elders Association is connected to the gods behind the City God, but not only that, the Bone Elders Association exists to awaken fire."

"Fire is the god?"

"The Bone Elders believe in the god who controls pain and illness. They never think that the god they believe in is completely dead, but just sleeping."

Huang Xi said: "So the people of the Bone Elders Association are thinking about how to awaken that god every day!"

"What is the method of awakening?"

"Sacrifice of pain and sickness."

Huang Xi said that everyone in the Bone Elders Association is crazy. Each of them wants their life to be as comfortable as possible, but they are torturing themselves every day.

Some people punish themselves in various ways.

Some people deliberately bring all kinds of painful diseases upon themselves.

Some people meditate day and night on the things that make them most sad and painful, and are keen on the pain in their hearts.

"They believe that only if every member of Gu Lao sacrifices suffering to the God day and night, the God will wake up sooner or later."

"That sounds a bit perverted."

Zhou Xuan said.

"Because they are performing painful sacrifices day and night, in fact, the members of the Bone Elders Association rarely go out. Their daily business is handled by their relatives. However, there are exceptions. Every month, they organize a 'God Meeting' and all members will participate.
The God's Assembly is held in a very secret place, which is airtight and even we, the Huangmen, cannot find it."

"No wonder Siming's industry involves all aspects. It turns out he has a cruel wife behind him."

Zhou Xuan said.

Huang Xi smiled knowingly.
Huangmen has been investigating the extremely prestigious organization, Gu Lao Hui, for many years.

Now it came in handy and gave Zhou Xuan a lot of old Gu's knowledge.

Zhou Xuan was very satisfied.
He originally thought that Siming was a big fish, but unexpectedly, there was a bigger fish behind him.

"What is the relationship between Siming's wife Duan Qinglan and her daughter?"

"No need to think, it's great!" Huang Xi said, "Everyone in the Mingjiang Prefecture knows that old people often have hidden diseases because they abuse themselves every day, which is not conducive to passing on the family line, so it is difficult for their descendants to be prosperous. If they have sons and daughters, they are afraid that they will melt if they are held in their mouths, and they are afraid that they will fall if they are held in their hands!"

"I am very satisfied with your news this time."

Zhou Xuan gestured with his hands and said, "I hope that if I cooperate with you Huangmen again in the future, you can show enough sincerity every time, instead of being perfunctory like in that letter."

Huang Xi smiled shyly: "From now on, you will be our Huangmen's big customer! If you need our help, please let us know and we will do our best to get it done."

"Easy to say, easy to say."

Zhou Xuan sent Huang Xi away, and Lü Mingkun said, "Huangmen is really good at getting information."

"It's good if you work hard on it."

Zhou Xuan felt that since Huang Men was able to find out that Duan Qinglan was Gu Lao's man, it meant that their information network was still quite useful.

To have such a connection, one naturally needs to open up new relationships.

Zhou Xuan said goodbye to Lu Mingkun and returned to the shop. He wanted to make a tattoo with the words "Blessing from Heavenly Official" using the official soul he captured last night.

According to Yun Ziliang, this tattoo is mainly used to improve one's official career.

But the tattoo was not made, and Zhou Xuan didn't know whether it had any other magical uses. He decided to make it first. If it was really just to bless his official career, it would be useless to him, so he might as well sell it to the eunuch.

Back at the store, Zhou Xuan had just brought the ghost hand tattoo of the "big-headed baby" to Jingyi's bedside. Yun Ziliang sipped his tea and asked, "Are you working again!?"

"start!"

Zhou Xuan swung the bone tooth and nailed it into the ghost hand tattoo. The bone tooth penetrated the human skin and also penetrated the soul of the "big-headed baby".
The dense black air was quickly absorbed by the bone teeth, and a layer of black viscous juice condensed on the surface of the bone teeth...

　The ending was slightly changed, sorry about that.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)