I built the Jade Capital with the Netherworld

Chapter 11: Exhausted

The paper cranes flew like fireflies, drawing a faint arc of light in the night sky, passing through the archway, over the courtyard wall, and quietly landing on a pile of raised graves.

The wall climber then arrived quietly.

He glanced across the courtyard, and the old soil and new grave where the paper crane had landed made his eyes suddenly focus!
He walked around the tomb in doubt and as he looked around, he pondered for a moment, took out a bone whistle, put it to his lips and blew gently.

The bone whistle was silent, but it blew his soul away.

The living soul was like smoke, falling to the ground and turning into a human form. A gust of night wind blew, making him drift, and he quickly jumped into the grave.

In a moment, the soul emerged from the grave and returned to the body.

The climber's eyes widened in disbelief. After a long time, he came to his senses. His face changed from gloomy to bright. He put away the paper crane and turned back.

He first went to the old Taoist priest's monastery.

I didn't dare to open the door before, but this time, after making sure there was no one inside, I simply pushed it open a crack and rushed in.

The room was tidy and the bookshelves were almost empty. After a careful search, his face turned grim.

Then he wandered around the Taoist temple unwillingly.

It was not until the hour of Yin that they went down the mountain.

The next day, a peddler carrying goods on his shoulder came to Changxing Village. Because of his affordable prices, he attracted many villagers to watch and pick up goods.

The peddler was very articulate and in just a few moments, he became one of the villagers, chatting and talking about all sorts of things.

"Speaking of which, a strange thing happened in our village a few days ago!"

"tell me the story?"

"The child of Liu Laoer in our village got possessed by some foul spirit somewhere. He acted like a madman, biting everyone he caught. Even the fairy from Zhaojiagou was helpless. Guess how he was cured?"

"Don't keep me in suspense, tell me now!"

"Speaking of which, you certainly won't believe it. It was the little fairy child from the Old Law Temple! He looked barely wet behind the ears, but he was quite capable, chanting spells and drawing talismans. You didn't see the scene at the time. There were gusts of cold wind, ghosts wailing, and wolves howling. He actually summoned the Black and White Impermanence from the underworld to take that filthy creature away."

The vendor was surprised and doubtful when he heard this: "Brother, did you see the Black and White Impermanence with your own eyes?"

The idle man from Changxing Village said sternly, "Of course not! The fairy lady saw it with her own eyes, how could she lie? Let me tell you, the fairy boy's ancestor is working in the underworld!"

The peddler, who was a little suspicious when he heard about the Black and White Impermanence, almost laughed out loud when he heard about the Underworld!
The underworld?

Hahahaha... having lost Master Li's old legal perspective, he has begun to deceive the world. How sad and lamentable!
The peddler returned home with a sigh and satisfaction.

……

The next day, a knock on the door broke the tranquility of Lao Lu Temple.

"Squeak-"

Liu Qingtan opened the door and looked out, and saw a middle-aged Taoist priest in brown robes. He asked with an unhappy look on his face:
"Is Fellow Daoist Li here?"

Liu Qingtan did not dare to neglect and immediately bowed:
"May I ask what you call me, senior?"

"You little brat, you are so rude! I asked if your master was here, but you asked about me instead!"

"Forgive me, Senior. Master has gone to collect herbs."

"Collecting herbs? I think he's hiding from his creditors."

Liu Qingtan's expression suddenly changed: "Why do you say that, Senior?"

The visitor said with a bad face:

"Hmph, since your master isn't ashamed to use a junior to block the door, I'll oblige him! I'm Yu Qiguang, and I have some business dealings with your master. Your master owes me money for goods, and it's been overdue for over two years. Yesterday was the deadline, but he still broke the promise! What's going on? Is he planning to dine for free and not pay me back?"

Liu Qingtan was confused. Did his master still owe money in the underworld?
To be on the safe side, he lowered his eyebrows and asked:

"Excuse me, Senior, do you have any written evidence?" "Oh, you little brat, do you suspect I'm blackmailing you?"

Yu Qiguang raised his thick eyebrows, took out a piece of talisman paper from his arms, turned it over, and waved it in front of Liu Qingtan's eyes, saying:

"Come, come, look carefully, look carefully, is this your master's handwriting?"

Liu Qingtan reached out to take it and take a closer look.

Unexpectedly, Yu Qi Guang shouted "Don't touch it, don't touch it" and put the document away, not giving him a chance to handle it and identify it.

"Senior, please forgive me. This is a serious matter, and I dare not make any decisions on my own. I will report this to Master and give you an explanation tomorrow."

"Bullshit! You're putting it off until today, and you're putting it off until tomorrow. How long do you want to keep evading two years of debt? I'm telling you, it's only natural to pay back a debt. If you don't pay me back, don't blame me for being rude!"

Yu Qi Guang cursed and swore, as if he was going to use violence if the money was not returned.

Liu Qingtan hurriedly said, "Senior, you've misunderstood. Since it's the debt owed to the old Lu Temple, how could I not pay it back? It's just that I've been practicing martial arts at the temple lately, and the expenses have been quite high. Do you think it's possible to pay it back in kind?"

A hint of joy flashed across Yu Qiguang's eyes, so he said with embarrassment: "That's not impossible. It depends on what you have to pay for it."

Liu Qingtan searched his entire body, and after some bargaining, he finally paid off his debt with a Hetian jade seal and a peach wood Tianpeng ruler.

"You kid is much more sensible than your master!"

Yu Qi Guang weighed the magic weapon in his hand and left with satisfaction.

Lao Luguan fell into silence again.

Liu Qingtan looked at Yu Qiguang's departing back, then lowered his head to look at the document in his hand, which was made of old paper but had fresh ink. His eyes reddened, he pursed his lips, and finally closed the door of the temple.

That day, he did not go anywhere. He sat cross-legged in the ancestral hall and practiced silently.

He thought the matter was over after swallowing the insult, but he didn't expect that just one day later, on the third day, there was another knock on the door.

When he opened the door, he saw Yu Qi Guang who came to collect the debt last time.

The difference was that behind him was a timid man wearing an ill-fitting Taoist robe.

"Excuse me, little Taoist friend, has your master returned from collecting herbs?"

"I wonder what brings you here, Senior?"

Yu Qiguang pulled the timid man behind him and said with a smile:
"It's nothing serious! Come, let me introduce you. This is Fellow Daoist Qian. Your master borrowed quite a few magical instruments from him. He heard that my old debts have been settled, so he wanted to come over and settle them as well."

Upon hearing this, Liu Qingtan's blood rushed to his head and his little face immediately turned the color of liver.

He couldn't help but say angrily: "If you are in trouble, just speak frankly. Why lie to a child?"

Yu Qiguang glared at him angrily, "Hey, kid, who are you saying is deceiving children?"

Liu Qingtan stiffened his neck and said, "You still say no, but that day I took your receipt, but I was beaten up by my master."

Yu Qiguang said with a half-smile, "Why should I hit you? Because you paid the debt and made him unhappy? Don't talk nonsense, this is the receipt, return everything quickly, otherwise... I will have a face-to-face discussion with your master."

Liu Qingtan's face suddenly turned pale.

What he just said was the limit of his efforts to imitate his senior brother's behavior.

Now that people are not afraid at all, what else can he do?
Should I continue to give in?

"I am in the Nine Nether Hell. Do you dare to discuss the Dao with me?"

A voice suddenly sounded, and Yu Qiguang subconsciously sneered in response:
"Not to mention the Nine Netherworld, even the underworld..."

Before he finished speaking, his whole body trembled, and when he turned his head in horror, he saw the timid old man next to him, who had swept away his timidity and was looking at him with a smile!
"Li, Fellow Daoist Li?"

(End of this chapter)