I was forced to cultivate immortality when I just wanted to lie down

Chapter 138: Passing on the Hall, Paving the Way

Nowadays, once people get older, they will take the initiative to save money for their coffins.

The word "coffin" originally meant both pension money and a literal meaning.

Why did people sell themselves to bury their fathers or mothers? It is because funeral expenses have never been a small amount of money since ancient times.

Because this is really a money-burning thing!

In the minds of the world, there are two things that cannot be delayed. One is an emergency illness that requires money for medical treatment, and the other is funerals.

As the saying goes, nothing is more serious than death, and the worst thing is to beg for food.

An acute illness is a life-threatening matter and must not be delayed; after death, the body will decay soon and must not be delayed either.

It is also for this reason that people who encounter these two things are very likely to do desperate things once they are short of money.

Now Xu Qing not only took care of Guan Huapo's funeral, but also found a job for Sun Erzhuang so that he could work and pay off his debts.

Such funeral services are hard to find in Tianjin, let alone the entire Yong Dynasty.

Sun Erzhuang was a reasonable man. Although Xu Qingshi asked for a high price of 120 taels, he did not think it was excessive at all, and even felt it was too little.

"Sir, you saved my life, and now you have helped me find a livelihood. It is not an exaggeration to say that you have given me a second life. I also understand that you accepted this 120 taels of silver because you were afraid that I would feel burdened." As the fat man spoke, his eyes became red.

"I grew up without a father, and it was Mr. who made me feel the support of an elder."

Xu Qing gritted his teeth when he heard this. He simply wanted to open a branch to expand the business of Maoxiantang and make his spies all over Tianjin. That was all.

It should be noted that there are few people in this world who know how to repay a favor, and many who are ruthless. The two brothers Sun Erzhuang and Guan Dazhuang in front of him happen to be people with excellent character and who value friendship and loyalty. When they meet the right people at the right time, he will definitely want to recruit them.

As for what Sun Erzhuang said, he really hadn't thought about it carefully.

Guan Dazhuang was also moved when he heard his brother's words.

"I misunderstood you, sir. It turns out you are a very kind person."

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Xu Qing laughed dryly twice, feeling somewhat uncomfortable.

He just gave better employee benefits, so how can he be called a good person?
During the few days he stayed in Guanjia Village, Xu Qing was not idle. He set up a circle in the hall and entered Guan Dazhuang's name into the hall list, which also included the name of his disciple Sun Erzhuang.

In the yard, Xu Qing set up an altar and taught Sun Erzhuang how to recite the Helping Soldiers Technique to establish contact with Guan Dazhuang.

After doing all this, Guan Dazhuang separated a wisp of his spirit and followed the method of inviting the Yin taught by Xu Qing. With the help of offerings and incense, he attracted the nearby immortals to come into his dreams.

The so-called walking into dreams is essentially a means of communication with immortals. Whenever a new hall is established, this method is needed to say hello to the nearby immortal halls.

There was a gust of cold wind in the Guan family courtyard. In a short while, some wild immortals, real immortals, or some other dirty things were attracted here.

The tiger is powerful. When Guan Dazhuang roared, those shadowy figures who wanted to eat for free fledged like mice seeing a cat, and they scattered in an instant.

After burning three incense sticks, most of the immortals who came had left. Xu Qing took a look and found that many of them were regular customers.

The little yellow rats in Huangtiao Mountain recognized Xu Qing and knew that he was a senior who even Grandpa Huang showed courtesy to.

"Hello, Grandpa Xu!"

The little yellow-skinned boy has a very sweet mouth, but it is obvious that this little guy has never learned the ways of the world.

Xu Qing patiently taught it to speak like a human: "Remember, when you meet a young-looking mage in the future, you should call him sir. When you meet an old one, you can call him grandpa or grandma."

In addition to the yellow rats in Huangtiao Mountain, there are also crows in Luanshi Mountain. The little snakes in Yuehua Mountain thought they had arrived at a flower and bird market. The sound of small animals chattering was everywhere.

Xu Qing informed all the other halls about the opening of a branch of the Cat Fairy Hall, and at the same time wrote invitations to the holding of the immortal Taoist ceremony, asking these errand boys to pass on the message.

Guan Dazhuang, who was watching from the side, was stunned. He had never thought that the network of contacts of Maoxiantang would be so extensive.

There were even gray fairies who came over to bow and greet Xu Qing.

What a hell!

Tianjin is neither small nor big, so after notifying the nearby temples, Xu Qing began to light incense and chant mantras alone, and conveyed the news to the coroner's shop that the branch temple was preparing to cut the ribbon for its opening.

Reciting the Helping Soldiers Technique, Xu Qing searched his body for a long time, but he didn't find any cat hair. Instead, he found a lot of golden rooster feathers.

Well, just make do with it!

Using chicken feathers as a medium to communicate with the immortals, Xu Qing continued to chant the Helping Soldiers Technique.

"With my left hand I hold the drum of King Wen, and with my right hand I hold the whip of the general—

If you chase the mountains, they will move; if you chase the rivers, they will dry up; if you chase the old immortals, they will not be at peace."

The soldiers were invited by two methods: literary and military. If Xu Qing wanted to invite the cat fairy from his own sect, he would definitely use the literary method. But if he wanted to invite the fat chicken in the shop that only ate but did not work, he would only have the option of military invitation.

At three o'clock in the morning, in the courtyard filled with gloomy winds, a huge golden rooster shadow suddenly appeared from the darkness.

Chicken is one of the birds with the most yang energy in the world, and rooster is the most yang among them.

Roosters are extremely yang and lack yin, so they like to eat foods with strong yin energy, such as scorpions, centipedes, earthworms, etc. In the funeral industry, roosters are the only birds that can freely shuttle between the "yin and yang worlds."

This is also the reason why when presiding over rituals, monks often use roosters that are more than three years old to guide the deceased.

However, Xu Qing did not expect that the Dharma image revealed by the golden rooster would be so powerful.

"Your uncle——"

The familiar shouting and cursing sounded, and the arrogant and otherworldly image of the divine bird collapsed in an instant.

Jin Luan had never been threatened with the Gangbing Jue before, this was the first time.

It stepped out of the Yin-Yang Realm angrily, but before it could explode, it forced itself to swallow back the remaining curse words.

It's not for any other reason, it's just because it can't beat the person who is trying to challenge it.

"Jin Luan, I have something I need you to convey."

The golden rooster hummed and hawed for a long time, but didn't dare to say no.

It is soft-hearted when it receives favors from others, and it is reluctant to return the favor when it receives gifts from others. Now it is scolding others and even plucking their hair, so it just pretends to be confused.

After Xu Qing finished explaining everything, Jin Luan finally couldn't help but say something to him before leaving.

The general meaning is that next time when you ask for help from the gods, ask them to say something nice and pleasing to the ears, instead of using a military tone, which is too embarrassing! Sun Erzhuang did not understand the language of birds and animals, so he asked the tiger beside him: "What is that clucking chicken saying?"

Guan Dazhuang said with a puzzled expression, "That chicken is a messenger. As long as the news is delivered, the main hall will record the new hall list. From now on, the incense offerings of the Mountain God Temple will be integrated into the main hall. We will be considered members of the Cat Fairy Hall."

There was no conversation that night. At dawn the next day, Xu Qing took out some silver and gave it to Sun Erzhuang, saying:
"This money is for you to use to repair the temple, and the affairs of the circle hall will be handed over to you from now on."

In addition to finding work for Maoxiantang, Quantang can occasionally bring some business to his funeral shop. These are all additional benefits, and Sun Erzhuang can also get some remuneration by telling stories for people.

As for Guan Dazhuang, he used incense and offerings as his salary.

In the past few days, Xu Qing has been burning incense in his hands all the time, and more or less incense is pouring into the fairy hall every moment.

Xu Qing could roughly guess where the incense came from. Most likely, the story of the Songzi Temple had spread, and since the Cat Fairy Hall had eradicated a major scourge, people would naturally burn incense to express their gratitude.

By the third day, almost all the immortals who could come had arrived.

Sun Erzhuang acted as a cook, setting up a pot to cook in the Mountain God Temple. The banquet of the immortals was not that complicated and did not require special cooking, but today there were not only immortals but also disciples and brothers from various immortal halls.

These people are quite prestigious in their respective villages. Even outside the village, there are few people who don't know them within a hundred miles.

Now, these people have come to the Tiger Temple to bear witness, just to wash away the old impression of this temple in people's minds, and at the same time to make the name of the Cat Fairy Hall famous.

The immortal banquet sounds very fairy-like, but in Xu Qing's eyes it is just like a banquet in the countryside.

Xu Qing was the chief master of the Cat Fairy Hall, so he sat in the incense hall to have his meal with the leaders of other fairy halls.

Other immortals or incense boys and disciples are divided according to their seniority. Some are arranged in the side rooms of the incense hall, while others have their meals in the open air in the courtyard.

During the banquet, Huang Laoxu was toasting Xu Qing with red rice and water.

"I've long known that Fellow Daoist Xu is no ordinary man. That old shepherd is incredibly cunning, and the nun at the Songzi Temple is more vicious than snakes and scorpions."

Before Huang Laoxu finished speaking, Liu Xian expressed his dissatisfaction.

"Old man, please explain clearly. Who is cruel?"

Huang Laoxu realized that he had spoken out of turn and quickly changed his words: "The nun is cruel, of course she is cruel! All of you Liuxian Daoists are kind-hearted people."

After apologizing, Huang Laoxu continued, "As soon as Fellow Daoist Xu arrived, he resolved all these difficult issues. Now, in just a few days, this evil tiger demon from Mount Tai has also made Fellow Daoist Xu... I've never admired anyone except me, Huang Laoxu. Fellow Daoist Xu is the first one."

Xu Qing smiled as he looked at the yellow-skinned man who was flattering him.

It is said that old people are more clever and old horses are more slippery. The aged yellow-skinned horses are both clever and slippery.

When he agreed to help the yellow-skinned people of Huangtiao Mountain solve the hidden dangers planted by the hunters, he only accepted some boiled eggs and wolf hair as a deposit, and Huang Laoxu did not pay any subsequent remuneration.

Now this old guy wants to cover up the matter by flattering him a few times and saying a few flattering words.

This can't happen!

In front of all the immortals, Xu Qing said, "I'm not as merciful as Huang Daoyou said. I punished the shepherd because Huang Daoyou asked me, the Cat Immortal Hall, to help. I burned the Temple of Sending Children because the shepherd had connections with them. As for the tiger demon in Laotai Mountain..."

"The Guan brothers who asked me to help are loyal and kind-hearted. To repay their kindness, they came to my Cat Fairy Hall to help me manage this branch hall."

Xu Qing looked at Huang Laoxu, whose beard was trembling, and smiled even more kindly: "In my opinion, Huang Daoyou is also a loyal and honest immortal."

Huang Laoxu laughed dryly and said, "Friend Xu is right. I will certainly not forget this favor."

"Look at what you're saying, do you think I'd care about such a small matter?" Xu Qing paused and said, "But having said that, I do have a small matter I'd like to ask for your help, Huang Daoist."

Seeing that all the immortals around him were staring at him, Huang Laoxu had no choice but to bite the bullet and say, "Fellow Daoist Xu, please feel free to speak up. As long as it is within my ability, I, Huang Laoxu, will not refuse."

"It's not a big deal. It's just that my Cat Fairy Hall is in need of a leader."

Chuan Tang, one of the ten major halls of the immortal family, is mainly responsible for delivering messages, transporting goods and other errands, and is usually performed by Huang Xian.

Hearing this, Huang Laoxu's eyes widened, and he trembled his beard and said, "You want me to be your messenger?"

"If Fellow Daoist Huang has this idea, it's not impossible." Xu Qingba smacked his lips and said, "Although your arms and legs are a bit old, I don't mind them."

Does this sound like something a human would say?

Huang Laoxu was surprised and doubtful and asked: "If you don't have such an idea, why did you mention the matter of Chuantang to me?"

Xu Qing smiled and looked towards the other side of the incense hall, where a young yellow-skinned man was serving dishes.

Mr. Huang had countless descendants, but there was only one who was gifted and intelligent enough to sit in court and judge affairs at a young age.

"This young man is quite good. If you don't mind, fellow Daoist Huang, you might as well send him to my place to train for a few years. I happen to be in need of a chief commander."

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When the banquet was almost over, a clever yellow fox appeared beside Xu Qing.

Human life is short, and those who work as horses are all short-lived.

Huang Laoxu just thought of sending his grandson to Xu Qing to stay for a few days. When the other party got old and was no longer useful, his grandson could still come back to him.

Thinking of this, Huang Laoxu became happy again.

Xu Qing was equally happy.

What he was thinking was that the yellow foxes around him would sooner or later take over his grandfather's job. When Mr. Huang got old and his life was over, wouldn't all the yellow foxes in Huangtiao Mountain have to be incorporated into his Maoxiantang?
With these people around, Xuanyu's future cultivation path will be much smoother, and his forensic office will also have more informants. Who knows, he might be able to know the big and small things in Tianjin without leaving his house.
After all the immortal disciples had eaten and drunk their fill, they began to parade around the village carrying Guan Xiaohu's body.

At first, some of the villagers who came to watch the excitement were skeptical, but when they saw the corpse of the big tiger and saw the famous fortune tellers from each village and township vouching for it, they believed it completely.

There aren't many entertainment activities these days. Even a small matter like a drop of rain can be turned into a big millstone, not to mention the big event about the execution of the evil tiger that injured people in Lao Taishan!

The personalities of the disciples who go out to perform rituals vary. Some are crazy, some are like beggars on the street, and even a few of them are clean and capable, most of them have some eccentric personalities.

In the past, it would have been difficult to gather these people together, because many of these sorcerers and their disciples had old grudges against each other.

For example, the Gray Fairy and the Willow Fairy have always been at odds, and the Yellow Fairy and the Phoenix Fairy are not very harmonious either.

Therefore, it is generally difficult to gather these people or immortals together.

But Xu Qing is different. Almost all of the things that Maoxiantang has done recently are big things. These are things that everyone wants to do but dares not do. Now that Xu Qing has eliminated the evil that has been rooted in Tianjin for a long time, he will naturally be recognized by these disciples.

As for the immortals.
The bigger the fist, the more powerful it is. In the final analysis, the immortals' hall relies on strength and connections. If you can't defeat the opponent by asking people, ask the immortals. If the immortals still can't solve the problem, then ask a few more.

The strength of the Cat Fairy Hall is obvious to all, so the local fairies are naturally happy to make friends with it.

(End of this chapter)