Day and night tour

Chapter 297: Visit from Senior Brother

It was already daybreak. Zhou Xuan had a rare good night's sleep and felt refreshed. He dressed, washed up, and went to the hall.

In the hall of Jingyi Shop, Yun Ziliang listened to Bai Guang's new song and nodded his head.

"Hey, Lao Yun, I don't think I have a tape of this song at home."

Zhou Xuan listened to the lyrics and felt a little unfamiliar.

"Bai Guang knew that I loved listening to her songs, so she sent someone to deliver new films to me when she released new songs."

Yun Ziliang opened the cabinet door of the record player as if he knew everything by heart, took out a brown paper bag from it, and handed it to Zhou Xuan: "Look, there's Bai Guang's signature on it."

“I didn’t expect that at your age, you would become a cheerleader.”

Zhou Xuan glanced at the paper bag. The beautiful white handwriting seemed to flow on the kraft paper.

“This is really good handwriting.”

After Zhou Xuan praised, he returned the brown paper bag to Yun Ziliang, walked to the gate, and felt the silence of the early morning.

Dongshi Street is always bustling, day or night.

The daytime is when people are active, the night is when all the shops are busy, and only in the morning is it so quiet.

On the cobblestone street, several old farmers carrying vegetables on their shoulders were very well-behaved and did not shout. They placed the vegetable baskets on the street, quietly waiting for buyers to come.

Zhou Xuan went to the stall, picked up a few fresh water radishes and two handfuls of green leafy vegetables, returned to the store and put them in the kitchen, then asked Yun Ziliang, "Where is Brother Peng?"

"Mr. Peng is now at the god level and is very busy."

Yun Ziliang said: "The Sky God class was originally sent by the Will of the Jing Kingdom to supervise the human world. They were mainly supervisors, but because the gods in the human world have no role to play, they took over the responsibility of "protecting the human world".

The first thing to do in protecting the world is to have good weather and good harvests, so that the weather is in line with the cycle.
A few days ago, Peng Hou, Gui Shou, and Tian Guan, the three gods, were either conspiring with the Buddhists on how to stir up trouble in Mingjiang Prefecture, or they were dead.
In many areas of Mingjiang Prefecture, the wind and rain are not smooth, either floods or droughts occur. When droughts occur, countless locusts are attracted, and the farmers' harvests for the year are about to be ruined..."

"So Brother Peng, you went to visit Mingjiang Prefecture to investigate the weather so that you can adjust the wind and rain?"

"Of course not. He went, and the musicians went too. They are now just old farmers who have gone to the countryside. It is said that a new official has three things to do when he takes office. If he becomes a god, he will naturally do something for the people. Otherwise, what is the difference between him and Peng Hou and the Heavenly Official?"

Yun Ziliang was somewhat proud of his old friend's behavior.

Zhou Xuan thought the musicians and Peng Sheng did a great job.

Although their practice of Taoism is indeed not as advanced as that of other sky-god-level gods, their enthusiasm of "serving the people wholeheartedly" makes them worthy of gods.

"Lao Yun, have you had breakfast? I saw a few lambs hanging outside Cui Jie's house. I guess they have a small pot of lamb soup to eat."

Zhou Xuan said.

"Then what are you talking about? Just fix it."

When Yun Ziliang heard that the little lambs were hung out, he also felt like eating some.

He is half human and half ghost, and can only eat by breathing, but his appetite is even more exaggerated than that of normal people. He was already drooling from a long distance away from Cuijie's shop.

"Lao Yun, the three-headed stone Buddha has no real body. They are using the corpse of Peng Sheng and the corpse of the fourth generation of the Zhou family.

Peng Sheng's body had already been returned to its original owner. As for Da Nuo's body, my sister had already asked the two masters, Jian and Jiu, to go to Pengjia Town and transport the body back to Pingshui Prefecture.
At present, Miss Qiang wants to make a corpse for you, but she doesn’t have the right materials, so…”

"Xuan Zi, please don't worry about my old arms and legs. If you can find a suitable body for me, it would be my blessing. If you can't make it, it's not the right opportunity."

Yun Ziliang pretended to be carefree and said, "If I get it, I'm lucky. If I lose it, it's my fate. There's no need to force it... Oh... That soup is so delicious."

At this point, Yun Ziliang had already occupied a table, pulled up a chair and sat down.

Zhou Xuan went to find Sister Cui to buy some soup.

"Sister Cui, did you sell out all the big lambs yesterday? We got a few more lambs today."

"Now that the weather is cooler, there are suddenly more customers eating lamb. I went to buy lamb last night, but couldn't because it was all sold out by all the big and small restaurants.
There are local sheep for sale, but they are too smelly and many customers can’t accept them, so I didn’t buy them… I had to beg the seller to give me a discount and paid 20% more for these lambs.”

Sister Cui opened a separately prepared casserole. The soup was bright white, and several pieces of tender lamb meat were bubbling up and down with big bubbles.

"I'm not selling this lamb, I'm just giving it to you good friends as a snack. I've already stewed the pot for you, Mr. Yun, and Yazi, and added wolfberry, angelica, and wild ginseng. It's very nourishing.
As for the other three, Xiao Fuzi and Huazi shared one, leaving one for the fifth brother, and Xi, the sister of the Huangmen, also left one."

Sister Cui is an honest businessman, but being honest does not mean being stupid. She is very shrewd and thoughtful when doing business. When she buys lamb for her friends to feast on, she will calculate the price in advance and will not favor one over the other.

"Sister Cui has a very clear account of this matter."

Zhou Xuan gave him a thumbs up in praise.

"It's the result of many years of business experience. Besides, among our spirits, the bigger the family, the smarter and more intelligent they are. The Hu family spirits rank first. They are always meticulous and have a clear understanding of the relationship between courtesy and exchange."

Now, when Cui Jie talks to Zhou Xuan, she doesn't hide anything anymore and talks openly about the habits and family backgrounds of the spirits and monsters.

"Speaking of the Hu Clan, I have to ask you, Sister Cui, although you have your own reasons for hiding in this East Market Street, you don't have to hide your surname and just let people call you Sister Cui."

Since Cuijie is a wild fairy from the Hu family, her surname must be Hu.

Then just call her Hu Cui.

There are so many people with the surname Hu in the world, and no one can tell that Cuijie is from the Hu family based on her surname.

"Young Master, you may not know that the names of the Hu clan always have three characters. The surname is naturally 'Hu', another character is the given name, and another character is the generation.
This word representing generation is more important than the surname. If you use the surname, you must also include the generation."

Cui Jie counted on her fingers and told Zhou Xuan: "The Hu family now has four major generations... Yun, Deng, Chang, and Qing. I am from the Yun generation."

Hu Yuncui,
If her surname and generation name were not hidden, anyone who knew a little about the ways of wild immortals would be able to clearly understand Cui Jie's origins.

"So there are all these tricks." Zhou Xuan found it very interesting. These strange anecdotes always make people feel satisfied when listening to them.

"Ya Zi is here, I won't talk anymore." Sister Cui saw in the distance that Zhao Wuya was riding a black donkey, wearing a wide Taoist robe, and staggering towards the food stall.

"Brother Zhou, this lamb doesn't have much fat. It's fresh, but not very fragrant. I'll give you some oil."

Sister Cui added half a spoonful of sesame oil, then took two thick towels to pad the handle of the pot, held the casserole and brought it to the table.

"Yazi, come and have some mutton soup. It's just cooked and the sauce is ready. If you like coriander, come to the store and pick some." Sister Cui also greeted Zhao Wuya.

Coriander is cilantro.

"Then I have to try it." Zhao Wuya tied the donkey rope to the water pipe and went into the store to pick up coriander.

Zhou Xuan frowned and said, "Taoists can't eat coriander, right?"

Buddhism and Taoism do not eat the five pungent vegetables, and coriander is one of them.

"What do you mean by not eating coriander? Those stinky Taoist priests are allergic to coriander themselves, so they made a rule not to let us, the younger generation, eat coriander. How can that make sense? I am not allergic to coriander."

Zhao Wuya's merciless ridicule did not offend Yun Ziliang.

Because Yun Ziliang also eats coriander.

"Yazi, what you said is true." Yun Ziliang stretched out his hand and shouted to Zhao Wuya, "Pick some coriander for your great-grandmaster, too."

Zhou Xuan was embarrassed. Not only was hunting for dragons a tradition, but eating coriander was also a traditional custom.

"Here it comes." Yazi served a large bowl of coriander and put it into Yun Ziliang and Zhou Xuan's sauce bowls. After scooping some, he sat down and enjoyed the meal.

"Brother Xuan, Grandpa Master, I am now a true Taoist priest. What does Buddhism have to do with me? How can I let that sinful Buddha tarnish my innocence out of thin air?"

Zhou Xuan ate a piece of lamb chop and said casually: "Yizi, you are a Buddha, not a Taoist, and you are a Taoist, not a Buddha. I see that you are becoming more and more like a Buddha."

"Nonsense... Nonsense..."

"Xuan Zi is right. When you got off the donkey and walked towards the stall, I also noticed that your steps and posture were like those of a bald donkey. You were very formal and proper. How could you be as free and easy as a Taoist priest?"

Yun Ziliang also said this.

With Zhou Xuan and Lao Yun talking to each other, Zhao Wuya had no choice but to believe it.

He said angrily: "No wonder I felt something was wrong as soon as I got up. I even made eye contact with a monk. Ugh."

"You better stay away from it, don't spray it into the pot and ruin the good mutton."

Zhou Xuan was very disgusted.

Zhao Wuya was very sad. He took out a mirror from his bag and looked at his face. He looked left and right, but he could not see that he had the appearance of a Buddha.

"The person in the mirror is clearly a young Taoist priest with excellent character, heroic appearance and immortal temperament."

"Don't use those few good words you learned in school on yourself. Have some shame."

Zhou Xuan complained.

"I see. It must be because I comb my hair too straight, like a Buddhist layman. If I comb my hair messily, I will look like a Taoist priest."

Having said that, Zhao Wuya took out a comb from his bag and began to comb his hair.

This made Zhou Xuan and Yun Ziliang very anxious. They took the pot and bowls and ran to an empty table in the distance, otherwise they would not be able to eat the soup properly.

"Damn, you need a comb to comb your hair? Yazi, you better be more careful."

Yun Ziliang turned around and cursed.

What is a comb? It is a comb with very fine gaps between the teeth.

This kind of tool is commonly found in slums. The houses in slums are damp and easy to breed fleas. Every morning, people have to use a comb to comb out the fleas hiding in the hair.

Since the teeth of the comb are too fine, even good people can comb out a lot of dandruff when combing their hair with this thing, not to mention those who already have dandruff.

With all this dandruff flying around, wouldn’t it end up all over the pots, bowls, and saucepans?

Zhou Xuan and Yun Ziliang found a seat far away and continued to drink soup. Cui Jie couldn't stand it anymore and came out to call Zhao Wuya: "Ya Zi, if you really want to comb your hair, go comb it under the tree. I thought it was some kind of flying locust flowers just now."

So Zhao Wuya actually sat under a nearby locust tree to comb his hair. Passersby were surprised and asked, "It's already autumn, where are the locust flowers coming from?"

A meal full of surprises and dangers.

Fortunately, Zhao Wuya kept himself far away and did not disturb the other guests, let alone Zhou Xuan and Yun Ziliang.

The two of them slowly got into the mood after eating the mutton soup, and chatted about today's schedule while eating.

"Lao Yun, I went to the street to look for dragons and fortune tellers today."

"Are you not going to write Liangzi anymore?" "I've almost finished writing, enough for today's book talk."

Zhou Xuan asked Yun Ziliang again: "Yesterday I comprehended the Dragon Walking Steps and burned one inch of the Dragon Seeking Incense. I heard from Yazi that the Dragon Walking Steps is the most important thing in the Dragon Seeking Induction Sect. The nine incense sticks of the Induction Sect are all extensions of the Dragon Walking Steps."

"Bullshit."

Yun Ziliang raised his neck and yelled at Zhao Wuya under the tree: "You stupid boy with a comb, don't pretend to know when you don't. You have delayed my sect's Dragon Seeking Heavenly King. I will beat your ass into pieces..."

After scolding Zhao Wuya, Yun Ziliang said to Zhou Xuan,

"The first four incense sticks of the Ganying School are called "Dragon Walk", "Tiger Step", "Curling Clouds" and "Riding the Wind".
Only by mastering these four incense sticks can you obtain the true footwork of our Ganying School, which is called the Dragon Walk and Tiger Walk. "

Yun Ziliang said: "The wind comes from the dragon, the clouds come from the tiger, the clouds ride on the wind, the dragon walks like a tiger, the footwork is extremely domineering, it can be used for both attack and defense, standing between the mountains and rivers, one step can step on the local dragon energy."

"No wonder you didn't react when I told you I learned the Dragon Movement. I was counting on you to teach me a few moves."

"You have to learn the Four Incense Sticks' techniques and master the Dragon Walk and Tiger Steps before you can start giving me instructions. For now, you mainly focus on increasing your incense fire."

Yun Ziliang said.

"Then can you show me the 'Dragon Walk Tiger Step'?"

"I don't have any incense, so I can't show it." Yun Ziliang said: "Today you continue to set up the stall, solve the troubles of the world, and use the cause and effect in the world to accumulate great incense for the Xunlong Sect."

"That's fine. I'll continue to set up the stall."

Zhou Xuan had almost finished his mutton soup. He pushed the bowl forward and was about to stand up.

Just as he was about to call Yazi, he heard a call from afar.

"Junior brother! Junior brother."

"Xuan Zi, I miss you so much."

The speakers were Yu Zhengyuan and Xu Li.

"Big Brother, Big Sister, why are you here?"

Zhou Xuan was overjoyed and trotted over.

Senior Brother Yu Zhengyuan, carrying two wicker boxes, Xu Li's temperament has also changed.

In the past, Yu Zhengyuan suffered from a "stiffness disease" and had to drink some "raw blood" every month. That blood was bought by Xu Li.

So although the eldest brother has a high salary, he cannot save much money in a month because of the money spent on buying blood. In addition, he has to go out to discuss business and needs to buy decent clothes. The family lives a tight life.

Since Xu Li had little money, she was reluctant to spend money on clothes and appearance, so her clothes were naturally a bit shabby.

But now, it's different.

Xu Li wore pearls in her hair and an expensive Yin Shidanlin cheongsam, which, combined with her voluptuous figure, made her look very wealthy.

"The temperament comes out all at once." Zhou Xuan also praised.

Xu Li's appearance was already pretty, and with the nice clothes, she looked even more stunning, like a beauty walking out of a picture magazine.

"Little Junior Brother, thanks to you, the Zhou Clan's business is booming."

When Yu Zhengyuan saw Zhou Xuan, he took out a Lao Dao cigarette, handed it to Zhou Xuan, and helped him light it.

Blowing out smoke rings, Zhou Xuan smiled and said, "Why do your compliments to me sound like you are cursing at me?"

What kind of business does Zhou Jiaban do?

The underworld opera troupe makes money from the dead - thanks to Zhou Xuan, its business is booming.

"Why, I killed a lot of people in Pingshui Prefecture, didn't I? The families of the deceased went to our Zhou family to perform?"

"Of course, now the Zhou family not only performs ghost operas, but also serious operas. We have also opened teahouses and pubs. Oh, and we are also doing newspaper and radio business. Everything is going smoothly."

"What do you mean by smooth sailing? It's because the newspapers and radio stations took the initiative to let us do business. Why did they let us do it? It's because of the relationship between Junior Brother and the head of Mingjiang Mansion."

Siming, the leader of the thieves hall in Mingjiang Prefecture, may not be very popular and has not even started burning six incense sticks, but he is the God of Wealth of the Bone Elders Association and almost monopolizes the newspapers, radio stations, and ship branches in Mingjiang Prefecture.

His energy also radiated to Pingshui Prefecture.

He has shares in several major newspapers and radio stations in Pingshui Prefecture.

"In the past, for money, we had to bow and scrape to the Baiyun gentlemen of Pingshui Prefecture. Now, those gentlemen come to our Zhou family class all day long."

"I do know the group of Mr. Baiyun."

Zhou Xuan said.

The Baiyun Gentlemen Consortium is the top consortium in Pingshui Prefecture, and the owner behind them is the Gu Lao Hui.

It is precisely because the Bone Elders Society has trained wave after wave of money-making experts that this group of mystic scholars can stay comfortably at home or in the academy to study mystical texts.

"During the time since you left the Zhou Family Class, the salaries of the Zhou Family Class masters, apprentices, and even our senior brothers have been increasing rapidly. It has increased so much that I feel like I am dreaming. I wake up laughing at night and even dig up the floor where I used to hide the money to take a good look to see if I really made that much money."

Yu Zhengyuan talked about his embarrassing stories without any hesitation.

Zhou Xuan is their family member. What is there to be afraid of when talking to family members?
Xu Li also stroked Yu Zhengyuan's shoulder and said, "I am afraid now. I am afraid that your senior brother will suffer from some kind of illness from living a prosperous life every day."

"How could that be possible? Senior Brother is a blessed man, he is so happy that he won't get sick."

Zhou Xuan added: "In a few days, I will send some Buddha energy back to the Zhou family to cure the illness of the eldest brother."

"Can my disease be cured?"

"I guarantee it will work."

Zhou Xuan said.

As soon as his confident words came out, Xu Li and Yu Zhengyuan almost jumped up with joy.

That strange disease has plagued Yu Zhengyuan for years, making him neither human nor ghost, like an unshakable nightmare.

"The good days are still to come." Zhou Xuan looked at his pocket watch and said, "But it's getting late now, Senior Brother, Senior Sister-in-law, I have to go out to do some work. You can stay in my shop and come back in the evening to have a few drinks."

"I'm afraid I don't have time for drinking."

Yu Zhengyuan handed the box to Zhou Xuan and said, "Today, the two masters Jianjiu came to Pengjia Town in Mingjiang Prefecture to take the body of the fourth generation of Nuo home. The two of us followed them.
First, I missed you, so I came to see you. Seeing your rosy face and high spirits, my brothers and sisters-in-law felt relieved.

Secondly, I want to send you nine Taoist robes. Two days ago, the boss heard that you wanted a Taoist robe, so he went to the tailor shop overnight and asked them to work overtime to make nine robes. "

Xu Li also echoed, "The troupe owner said that nine is the maximum number. Taoist robes are not made one by one, so if you want to make them, make nine."

"I seem to remember that tailor's shop used to be very popular, and people had to queue up for a long time to make clothes."

"That was in the past. Now the Zhou Clan has the support of Mr. Bai Yun. The celebrities in Pingshui Prefecture are all giving us face."

When Yu Zhengyuan spoke of this, his back straightened up.

Money is a man's backbone. Now that the Zhou family is thriving, Yu Zhengyuan has no choice but to be confident.

"Now that we have given you the robe and met you, we should go back. We have a lot of things to do at home."

Yu Zhengyuan and Xu Li were reluctant to leave.

"No, if it were a normal day, I wouldn't stop you, but today, you can't leave."

Zhou Xuan said.

"What's a good day today?"

"I, Zhou Xuan, became famous through storytelling. Today, I will officially tell stories in Mingjiang Prefecture."

"This is a big day then."

Xu Li didn't want to go back in the first place, but after hearing what Zhou Xuan said, he encouraged Yu Zhengyuan to stay.

Yu Zhengyuan thought for a moment and said, "Then I have to inform the class owner."

"There's a phone in the store, call it."

Zhou Xuan carried the wicker box and went upstairs to change into Taoist robes.

……

"Boss, I'm afraid I can't go back today."

"I know. My brother is telling a story today. You and your sister-in-law can stay in Mingjiang Mansion to support the show. It's not right for a great storyteller from the Zhou family to go on stage for the first time without relatives present."

"Will the team be in chaos?"

"I'll call my fourth brother back to help you. It won't be a big problem."

"That's good."

Yu Zhengyuan then felt relieved and waited for Zhou Xuan to give a lecture in the evening.

……

Zhou Xuan opened the box and took out the Taoist robe.

These Taoist robes were all designed by Zhou Lingyi. They suit Zhou Xuan's figure and temperament very well. They are not as wild as ordinary Taoist robes. They contain some rules of storytellers, but are not so rigid.

"Sister still understands me."

Zhou Xuan was also vain, so he put on his robe and looked at himself in the mirror.

At this time, Zhao Wuya sneaked up, and when he saw those Taoist robes, he felt that the robe he was wearing was ugly, and immediately wanted to grab one and wear it.

"Yazi, put the hell down, or I'll kill you."

Zhou Xuan held down Zhao Wuya's dishonest hand while scolding him with a smile.

"Please lend me one to wear. These are really high-quality goods. Good goods are afraid of comparison. Look at your robe. The one I'm wearing has to be thrown away..."

When it comes to being conceited, Zhao Wuya is second to none and no one dares to claim to be first...

(End of this chapter)