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

Chapter 69: Golden House, Yan Ruyu

Mr. Tian She passed away peacefully.

He left with a smile.

But others were not so serene.

In the empty room in the backyard of the teahouse, the grandson of the Tian family ran out of the door like crazy, and said excitedly:

"Oh, I got it! I got it!"

But the next moment his voice stopped abruptly.

"What the hell has hit you, you beast?!"

At the door, a fair-faced young man rushed forward, rolled up his sleeves, and slapped Tian Shegong's great-grandson to the ground.

Then the young man calmly withdrew his hand and let the grandson of the Tian family sit on the ground, covering his face and crying in pain.

You want to ask what happened and why the pale-faced young man wanted to attack people for no reason?

The story begins with the announcement of the provincial examination results, when Tian Shegong was happy to be admitted as a student on government academy.

Ever since Tian Shegong became overly excited and fainted at the entrance of the examination room, everyone sent him to the hospital for treatment.

However, this was a heart disease, not a disease-causing disease. The doctors who came to treat him shook their heads after seeing him. During this period, Xu Qing tried to use the disease-eliminating talisman, but it was unable to dispel the poison of the heart disease.

In the end, it was the prince's attending imperial physician who stepped in and used his extraordinary medical skills to wake the dying Tian Shegong from his coma.

However, before everyone could breathe a sigh of relief, Tian Shegong, who had come to his senses, let out another sigh and fainted.

By dusk, Tian Shegong, who had lost his mind, had completely passed away.

The Tian family members burst into tears and had no idea where to take Tian Shegong's body. It was only after Guo Dongyang talked to the teahouse owner that they were able to place Tian Shegong in an empty room in the backyard.

But who would have thought that while the son of the Tian family was keeping vigil, he suddenly ran out of the teahouse like a madman, shouting crazy words like "I won!" "I won!" at the street entrance.

The noise made by Tian Shegong's son was so loud that it frightened the people who were resting in the teahouse. They had to work hard to pull the crazy Tian family son back.

Strangely enough, even the waiter and the owner of the teahouse, together with Guo Dongyang and the Wu brothers, could not subdue the man from the Tian family.

But as soon as Xu Qing showed up, Tian Jiazi, who had been struggling, immediately calmed down.

"Where am I? Why are you surrounding me?" This was the first sentence Tian Jiazi said after he regained consciousness.

Seeing Tian Jiazi waking up, this matter is far from over.

In the evening, the old servant who was guarding Mr. Tian She also broke open the door and shouted, "I won."

This time, no one in the teahouse could sleep.

Even though the dead are the most important, the teahouse owner was still frightened by the series of strange things that happened.

In the past, storytellers told stories about gods and ghosts, and everyone treated them as stories, which were not real things!
But now they have actually seen ghosts and monsters.

"How about we report it to the government? Send Mr. Tian's remains to the government office."

Upon hearing this, Tian Jiazi, who had just been full of energy for a short time, immediately became unhappy.

These days, people value returning to one's roots, and the dead should be buried intact in their ancestral graves. But if we send the old man's body to the government, how can it be returned intact? I'm afraid it will be burned, and there will be no way to seek justice.

Furthermore, the old man cared about his reputation most in his life. Now he finally became a student on government academy. Although he died, he died with dignity and will be a person who will leave a good name in history books.

If people knew that the old man had been causing trouble after his death and had become a ghost that harmed people, wouldn't that be a huge joke?

We don't know where Tian Jiazi got so many idol baggage from. In short, he said he would not let anyone report to the police. Instead, he asked about the monks, Taoist priests, fortune-tellers and sorcerers, saying that he wanted to hold a ritual to help the old man pass away. Maybe after doing these, the old man would feel their filial piety and would calm down and be able to reincarnate with peace of mind.

Xu Qing, who had been acting like an outsider, became alert as soon as he heard this, as if a mechanism had been triggered.

Performing rituals and praying for the deceased is my specialty!

Why do you have to go so far to find me? Just come to me directly!
Guo Dongyang didn't know about this, so the Wu brothers helped to explain. Then everyone realized that this Xu Xiucai was in the business of dealing with the dead and also performed funeral ceremonies.

The Tian family thought, this is really like handing over a pillow when you are sleepy. In this case, let Mr. Xu try it.

Seeing that the atmosphere was ripe, as long as Xu Qing went to suppress Old Master Tian, ​​the matter would be over.

But the great-grandson of Tian Shegong was a curious person and he wanted to see what kind of unique knowledge the person who passed the imperial examination on the same day as him had.

Xu Qing doesn't like people who have no sense of boundaries.

The storyteller was more curious and fond of strange things, but Guo Dongyang also knew that every industry had its own secrets.

Just like a street magician, if you try to dig up his secrets, you will definitely be disliked.

Seeing that Tian Shegong's great-grandson followed, Xu Qing simply let him go.

When they arrived at the morgue, Tian Shegong was lying quietly on a straw mat, covered with a paper quilt, just like the scene in a corpse transformation story.

"Are you really not afraid?" Xu Qing asked.

"Not afraid!"

The Tian family's grandson forced himself to remain calm and said logically, "My great-grandfather loved me the most when he was alive. How could he possess and harm me?"

Xu Qing smiled: "That's true. Elders always like their grandchildren, so it's reasonable for them to want their grandchildren to become the top scholar."

What did this mean? Tian Jiasun didn't understand it at first, until Tian Shegong, who was lying dead on the straw mat, lifted up the paper quilt, sat up straight, and blew a breath in his face. Only then did Tian Jiasun come to his senses.

No wonder the people who went crazy during the day were all from the Tian family. It turned out that my great-grandfather wanted all his family members to pass the imperial examination and become the top scholar!

As expected, the grandson of the Tian family had a seizure. He ran out with a stupid look on his face and drooling, shouting crazy words like "Oh, I won! I won the top spot!"

Xu Qing followed him out. Not far across the courtyard, at the moon-shaped gate, Guo Dongyang was still stretching his neck to listen to the movements in the courtyard. Beside him, the Wu brothers and the teahouse owner were also listening to the situation in the courtyard with their ears tilted.

As a result, we saw the grandson of the Tian family running out, but was slapped to the ground by the white-faced young man who chased him out.

Several people shuddered in fear.

Guo Dongyang didn't dare to stretch his head forward. He turned his head and laughed dryly. Then, the few of them helped the grandson of the Tian family out of the courtyard in tacit understanding.

In the room, Xu Qing, who had just finished beating his grandson, turned his attention to the old man again.

At this time, the old man had already left the straw mat, and only a paper quilt covering the corpse was left scattered on the ground.

Tian Shegong, whose face was as pale as gold paper, banged his head against the window, trying to escape.

Xu Qing walked forward and was about to chat with the other party, but a vision of passing the imperial examination and getting the top three honors in a row emerged in his mind.

This time the old man completely annoyed Xu Qing. The other party's behavior was like forcibly inserting a small advertisement into his mind without his permission, and it was not the kind he liked.

You said that if you had an illusion of corpses falling from the sky, it would be fine, and he would be happy to have a sweet dream, but the result is this?

Shaking off the illusion of success in his mind, Xu Qing repeated the same move, slapping him across the face. The world suddenly returned to peace. Although Mr. Tian She was still able to move freely, he was already a rudimentary zombie, afflicted by obsession.

However, this zombie was different from the ordinary zombies he had seen. Tian Shegong already possessed the ability to influence the minds of others.

After Xu Qing got rid of the influence, he grabbed Tian Shegong's collar by the back of his neck and dragged the completely honest old man back to the cold couch.

The room was dark, and Xu Qing lit some incense and candles. He hadn't touched a corpse for a long time, and he was already extremely hungry and thirsty.

"The immortal way values ​​life, the ghost way values ​​death.

The path of immortals is always auspicious, while the path of ghosts is always ominous."

Familiar scriptures sounded, and the pages of the Sutra of Deliverance turned.

Old Master Tian’s original name was Tian She. His ancestral home was Quyang and he came from a wealthy family. He learned literature since he was young and had read the classics and history books by the time he was fifteen or sixteen.

However, the family later fell into poverty and had no choice but to give away all their wealth, leaving behind only two boxes of scriptures.

When Tian She was rich, he still had many classmates who made friends with him, but when he was poor and in need, no one was willing to come forward to help him.

Tian She understood a truth at that time, that is, only by studying can one turn one's life around, and only by passing the imperial examinations can one be respected by others!

At that time, it was difficult for the Tian family to eat a bowl of millet porridge.

But even so, Tian She refused to let his parents sell the family books. Instead, he studied harder.

Later, a classmate of Tian She who was familiar with him passed the provincial examination. From then on, he escaped from the muddy pit and transformed from a muddy loach into a high-ranking scholar.

Not only did he have a sedan chair when he went in and out, but when he arrived in the countryside, those wealthy and powerful gentry who used to be domineering also came to fawn over him.

After seeing this, Tian She's determination to study hard and obtain a good academic record became even stronger.

If three years doesn’t work, then ten years will.

Ten years passed, and Tian She's parents grew old. Before she died, his mother still thought of him. She held his hand and said to him, "If you don't pass the exam, then don't take it. In my eyes, being a juren is not that important."

Tian She remained silent and observed mourning for three years. Three years later, he went to the examination hall again.

At this time, Tian She's pursuit of fame and fortune had almost reached an obsessive level.

It was also in this year that Tian She, who was fifty years old and preparing for the imperial examination, met Guo Dongyang, a storyteller in a teahouse.

During the chat, Tian She mentioned his past and talked about how his former classmates who were equally poor passed the imperial examination and became so successful.

Although Guo Dongyang was young at this time, his experience was beyond the reach of ordinary scholars who only studied hard.

When he learned the name of the classmate Tian She was talking about, he sneered on the spot, "Are you talking about the official in charge of water construction in Hejing?"

Tian She asked him how he knew this and why he was laughing.

Guo Dongyang, in contrast, said in a peculiar tone, "When the dam on the Jingshui River in Hejing Prefecture collapsed, drowning tens of thousands of people, your classmate became famous. The locals called him the 'Straw Judge.' With a flick of his pen, he filled the river with straw and sand, creating a thousand-mile embankment. Who among the people of Hejing didn't know about this corrupt official and judge?"

Tian She was extremely surprised. He only knew that his classmates were rich and powerful, but he had no idea that such a thing would happen.

On the same day, in order to persuade Tian She not to be obsessed with fame and fortune, Guo Dongyang told her a story about the Yellow Millet Dream.

Finally, Guo Dongyang sighed: "Rich families can sell official positions and titles, while poor families want power and think that passing the imperial examinations is the only way out. They study regardless of whether they like studying or not, sitting through sheepskin mats and grinding iron inkstones.

But no one knows that the more suffering and indifference these people endure, the more likely they are to commit great evil after becoming officials, while those who come from poor backgrounds and remain upright after gaining power are very rare.

"Your classmate achieved fame and fortune, yet he murdered hundreds of thousands of people. Yet you use him as an example. How can I not laugh?"

Tian She seemed to have realized something, but ultimately still did not listen to Guo Dongyang's advice. He thought he was upright and that as long as he became an official in the future, he would work for the welfare of the people of the world.

Twenty years passed like this, and every time Tian She was about to take the imperial examination, he would talk to Guo Dongyang about morality. His implicit words were, "Wait until I pass the exam, and I'll show you what an honest official looks like."
This year, Tian She finally passed the imperial examination and became a student on government academy scholarship, and Guo Dongyang also saw how embarrassed he looked when he got what he wanted.

Everything is of inferior quality, but reading is of high quality.

After reading about Tian She's stubborn life, Xu Qing's expression of disgust was the same as Guo Dongyang's when he first met Tian She.

In other words, Tian She's children and grandchildren are very hardworking and can continue to support him in his studies.

If he were a bachelor with no one to support him, Tian She, who only knew how to study, would have been stranded on the streets of the city long ago.

Maybe in his spare time he would shamelessly run to the teahouse where Guo Dongyang was, listen to stories while asking the waiter for wine and fennel beans on credit.

After reading about the life of 'Tian Xiucai', Xu Qing was speechless for the first time.

He has saved the souls of quite a few corpses. The older the corpse is, the more things it cared about during its lifetime. Even if they were not very exciting, it can be said that its life was not lived in vain.

The 71-year-old Tian She in front of him was the oldest corpse Xu Qing had ever seen.

But apart from meeting his friend Guo Dongyang, there is nothing else worth mentioning in his life.

If I were to sum it up in one sentence, it would be: failed the exam, failed the exam, dejected and disappointed.
Guo Dongyang may not have many other qualities, but at least he had a good vision. If only Tian Shegong had listened to his advice, changed his path, and chosen a new profession, his life wouldn't have been so dull.

When he was young, he knew nothing about grains and could only read; when he was middle-aged, he relied on his children to support his studies; when he was old, his children and grandchildren all helped him, and only before he died, he was able to become a student in the imperial academy.

With such a character, it is no wonder that Guo Dongyang gave him advice, saying that even if he passed the imperial examination, he would not be able to be a good official.

Afterwards, Xu Qing looked at the corpse and commented: "It's a medium-quality human."

As for the reward, it is a miniature box-shaped house and a piece of warm and clear jade.

The box garden is called the Golden House, and inside it is a Sumeru mustard seed that forms a square and a circle.

Xu Qing held it in his hand and looked down. The courtyard was surrounded by gardens and ponds with rockery and rocks, as well as gates, corridors and verandas.

Look at those houses and buildings, each of them has exquisite upturned corners and flying eaves.

Xu Qing placed the box garden on the table, and with a thought, he found himself among the rockery in the garden in the next moment.

Reach out and touch it, and everything you see and touch is exactly the same as a real mansion.

Xu Qing turned around and didn't know whether he was in an illusion or the real mustard seed world.

After a brief tour, Xu Qing suddenly had an idea in his mind.

Wouldn't it be a shame if such a beautiful mansion was not used to store corpses?
With such a portable courtyard, whether refining rampant ghost soldiers or corpse soldiers in the future, it will be more secretive and convenient.

Who knows, one day when you are fighting with someone, the box will turn over, and "heavenly soldiers and generals" will descend from it and catch the opponent off guard.

This is a good item. If used properly, it can be used as a protective magic weapon.
Xu Qing's thoughts moved slightly, and he left the box. When he opened his eyes again, he had appeared in reality.

After putting the box garden into the map of mountains and rivers, Xu Qing turned around and looked at another reward - the middle-grade "Yan Ruyu" with the human character.

The so-called Yan Ruyu is not a beautiful woman, but a jade pendant. Its function is to keep your face young and restore your youth by carrying it with you.

However, this item cannot prolong life and can only be used as a youthful appearance tool at best.

　Two chapters in one
　　
　
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