After my grandmother called me home in my dream, my spiritual energy revived

Chapter 8 Paper-folding Secret Art
Song Miaozhu nodded: "It's for both visiting the graves and returning home to develop. The town is much more lively now than before."

"You're coming back too? That's great!" Aunt Chen said happily. "The bus to the cemetery is hard to get to. Why don't you come with us next Tuesday? Just the two of us, in our van!"

"Then I won't be polite." Song Miaozhu said.

That was what she meant.

Only if she went there would she have a chance to raise the issue of Uncle Chen's grave.

Otherwise, if you just say for no reason that you saw a ghost, no normal person will believe you.

Chen Daming breathed a sigh of relief, knowing that this was almost certain. He nodded at her and left the restaurant.

If the cemetery was no longer habitable, he would not have wanted to come back and disturb his wife and daughter.

If he were here, the family business would be affected.

As soon as Uncle Chen left, Song Miaozhu clearly felt that the store became a little warmer.

Soon the dishes she ordered were served.

She was so hungry that she didn't say much. She just picked up a big chopstick of bamboo shoots and bacon and ate it. Then she gave Chen Shuanghe a thumbs up:
"Your cooking skills must have been passed down from Aunt Chen! If Aunt Chen hadn't been talking to me outside, I would have thought she cooked it!"

"I told you, I won't let you down!" said Chen Shuanghe.

She sat down and prepared to catch up with her, but before she could even sit down, two more groups of customers came into the restaurant. Another group was tourists who were found on the Meiyuan app and ordered a lot of dishes.

"You go and do your work! I'm coming back this time to stay for a long time, and there will be plenty of opportunities to chat in the future!" said Song Miaozhu.

"You said it! I'll come to play with you when I'm free!" Chen Shuanghe reluctantly went back to cooking.

Song Miaozhu concentrated on eating dinner.

Well, hometown food is still delicious!
While I was eating, my cell phone vibrated. I looked and saw a message from Chen Yuanyuan.

[Yuanyuanrunrun: Have you arrived home? How is everything?]

Song Miaozhu took a picture of the dishes on the table.

[Meow Bamboo: I'm home. Everything went well. [Picture]]

【Yuanyuanrunrun: Wow, it looks delicious! 】

【Meow Bamboo: I must finish the plate today! 】

[Meow Bamboo: By the way, the tourism industry is booming in my hometown. I'm planning to start a business back home, so I probably won't be going back to school anytime soon.]

【Yuanyuanrunrun: [Shocked jpg.]】

【Yuanyuanrunrun: Are you sure? 】

【Meow Bamboo: [Cute jpg.]】

[Meow Bamboo: By the way, do you have any recommendations for modern immortal cultivation novels? I'm so comfortable at home, I'd love to read some.]

【Yuanyuanrunrun: [Picture][Picture][Picture]… Take it! 】

……

[Meow Bamboo: [Picture] I'm done eating, and I still have to go buy some things, so I won't talk about it anymore!]

Yuanyuan Runrun: Okay. Don't worry about the school. I'll let you know if anything happens. I wish you success in your business and may you become rich soon!

Song Miaozhu closed her phone, scanned the code to pay, said goodbye to Aunt Chen, and left the restaurant.

Not far from Chen Ma Restaurant, there is a small supermarket that is still open.

Song Miaozhu walked in and bought some daily necessities that she didn't bring with her this time, as well as some cleaning tools.

When I passed by the grocery shelf, I remembered that there was no food at home, so I picked up two packets of instant noodles.

"Oh right, let's also try to test the market for earthly goods in the underworld!"

Song Miaozhu also picked up some snacks, drinks, cigarettes, alcohol, and tea, not much of each, to try selling in the underworld. That would give her a good idea of ​​what to stock up with later. She struggled to carry the pile of stuff home, shook off her hands, which were dented by the plastic bags, and immediately began cleaning.

No matter what, the house has to be clean.

I originally planned to just tidy up the bedroom before going to sleep. After all, I have been busy all day and I slept in the car yesterday, so I should be very sleepy now.

As a result, after she finished cleaning the bedroom, she was still full of energy and not sleepy at all. She simply continued to work and cleaned the house inside and outside, even clearing the weeds in the yard.

It was three or four in the morning when she finally felt sleepy.

After washing up, I fell asleep.

When the birds chirped outside the window, Song Miaozhu woke up slowly: "Oh no, I forgot to set the alarm last night!"

Today I was thinking of taking a good look at "The Secret Art of Paper Folding"!
He took out his phone and looked at it: "Nine o'clock? How is that possible!"

When did she go to bed in the early morning and wake up naturally at nine o'clock?

But the time on her phone was correct, and she didn't feel any discomfort from lack of sleep. Instead, she felt well-rested and full of energy.

I didn't feel sleepy until midnight last night, and I could say it was because the experience was too bizarre and I was too excited. But today I woke up naturally at nine o'clock after a good sleep, which doesn't make sense.

Thinking back, there are only two possibilities. Either her soul went to the underworld yesterday and her body got enough rest, or after she became the owner of the ghost shop, her body underwent some changes and her need for sleep decreased.

No matter which one it is, it is a good thing for her now.

Song Miaozhu is eager to study the ancestral secret art of paper-making and the situation of Fengdu City!

The instant noodles she bought yesterday came in handy. She quickly solved the breakfast problem and then lay down in her usual place in the main room - the recliner.

But this time I'm not going to the underworld.

She simply chose a comfortable position and flipped through the ancestral secret paper-making techniques passed down in her mind.

Although "The Secret Art of Paper-folding" was in her mind, she still needed to flip through it to read the knowledge.

A few hours later, Song Miaozhu roughly read through the book.

This is actually a book of magic!

It originated at the end of the last spiritual energy tide, approximately during the Western Han Dynasty more than two thousand years ago.

Successive successors inherited the experience of their predecessors and recorded their life-long research results, and together they wrote this book of secret techniques related to paper.

From the words of our ancestors, we can also get some idea of ​​the situation of the cultivation world at that time.

The practitioners at that time practiced the Tao that was summarized from the natural laws of heaven, earth and all things, so they were also called Taoists.

At that time, the secret art of paper-making only used paper as a medium, and it was an unorthodox method to summon spirits and ward off ghosts.

The fighting technique is quite powerful and has some miraculous effects, but it is not accepted by the mainstream and is not the path to becoming an immortal.

As the spiritual energy tide ended, the spiritual energy gradually declined and the Taoist methods of various schools also gradually declined.

The paper-folding secret technique is no exception. The powerful paper-folding secret technique is gradually difficult to perform.

Therefore, as the book progresses, the paper-folding secrets recorded in it require less and less spiritual energy, and gradually evolved into handicrafts that were just for show in the world of the living. Even the craftsmanship became simpler and simpler, and finally it completely changed from spiritual paper-folding to yin paper-folding.

However, there is no Dharma-Ending Age in the underworld, and the value of the secret art of paper-making in the underworld has never changed.

Therefore, many ancestors only made this secret art shine after their death.

The secret art of paper-folding belongs to Yin, and only women can practice it. It is usually passed down to women and not men.

However, since the decline of Taoism in the world, women have had a very low status for a long time.

It is difficult for a woman who has no means to support herself to stand out in the world of the living and insist on practicing this secret art that is strange and ominous in the eyes of ordinary people.

(End of this chapter)