I became an immortal in the Tang Dynasty

Chapter 146 Incense Burning, Leftover Flesh of Ghosts and Gods
Mr. Liu smiled and said, "Thank you for giving us this story, sir. There have been more people coming to support us these past two days."

Jiang She also laughed.

"Sir, you are right."

Mr. Liu humbly declined, saying, "It's still the young master's story that's good."

Other diners behind looked over curiously, wondering why the storyteller had suddenly stopped talking and gone over there. Could it be an old acquaintance?
Mr. Liu said a few words, then paused.

Jiang She hadn't come to the tavern for drinks these past few days, nor had he had a chance to see anyone. He hadn't expressed any gratitude or...doubt.

The storyteller, Mr. Liu, subtly hinted and said with a smile:

"When I give lectures here, the diners all say it's good, and even some merchants who have been to Xiangyang are very interested. They ask me if I know anything about Xiangyang."

"When I asked, what he said was almost exactly the same as what he wrote."

"This issue……"

Jiang She smiled and said, "It's a story I heard."

The storyteller's heart settled back into his stomach.

It's just that he's young and has seen too much; he's forgotten that Jiang Langjun traveled the world and heard many anecdotes along the way. It's only natural that he would know about those strange things in Xiangyang.

How could anyone believe that there are truly immortals in the world, let alone be encountered by Jiang Langjun?

He must have heard too many ghost stories...

The storyteller thought of this, responded with a nod.

"I see, sir. You are very knowledgeable."

After exchanging a few words, the two parted ways. During this time, Mr. Liu tried to grab the money from the bamboo basket to give to Jiang She as a way of thanking him for the book.

Jiang She saw that there wasn't much money in the bamboo basket, and the storyteller was going to share the profits with the tavern owner.

The person in front of me is also dressed in thin clothes.

Jiang She smiled and declined.

"Thank you for your kindness, sir. I am already very grateful to have listened to your storytelling without accepting a penny."

The cat meowed.

The two people and the cat slowly walked back.

The storyteller returned to his seat, gazing at the silhouettes of a man and a cat in the distance. The little black cat had woken up and was hopping and skipping across the snow, occasionally scratching at the dry grass and watching the wind.

As I was looking around, I suddenly heard the shop assistant and the cook arguing.

"The mutton I made today had no flavor at all. Luckily, no one ate it."

"Nonsense!"

The cook's face flushed with anger. "I do this every day, why are you picking on me today?"

The guy said something else.

The cook didn't believe it.

"Mutton is either fragrant or gamey. I can accept that you say I didn't cook it well, but how could it have no flavor at all?"

"Bring me that plate of mutton, I want to try it!"

The man immediately deflated.

"I don't know why, but I suddenly fell to the ground, spilling all the mutton and pastries. There was a swill bucket right below, so I threw it all in there. You can eat it."

The cook scoffed.

The shopkeeper, who had been listening happily, suddenly became concerned upon hearing this:

"The plate didn't break, did it?"

"No."

The man muttered, "That's really weird, how did I suddenly trip over a piece of firewood?"

……

……

Judge Wen withdrew his hand.

laughed:

"I almost forgot about those two plates of mutton, but this time it's all taken care of."

He held a calligraphy brush in one hand and a booklet in the other, dressed in the robes of a civil official, standing vaguely in the City God Temple, just like the ornately painted statues in the temple.

Judge Wu held iron chains, his face calm and dignified, as immovable as a mountain. He had a red face and fangs, which were terrifying to look at, just like a statue.

Those two plates of mutton... were eaten by him.

The City God walked to the middle.

With his flowing sleeves, he summoned the Day-Roaming God to investigate the Stone Spirit Temple outside the city.

They never concern themselves with matters outside the city, but since the wise man mentioned it out of the blue, there must be a reason. It wouldn't be troublesome for the City God to be a little more concerned.

The City God watched the two of them chatting and laughing.

Suddenly he asked, "Did you catch anything in that tavern just now?"

Judge Wen frowned.

"But good always triumphs over evil?"

Judge Wu said, "I think that sage... has a somewhat detached, worldly air about him." Both of them were right.

The City God nodded. "That's not what I was asking. Were you able to listen carefully to the storyteller's tale just now?"

After listening to a few words, Judge Wen smiled faintly and said:
"The storyteller's tales were different from the popular Buddhist teachings of today, nor were they historical narratives or stories of Wu Zixu and Wang Zhaojun. They were truly novel."

Even he found the storyteller's tales fascinating.

"I will now begin to spread the word."

The City God shook his head.

"At Mount Lumen in Xiangzhou, the mountain god has an eight-hundred-year pact with mortals."

"This gentleman is someone who was passing through Xiangyang."

Judge Wen raised his head.

Judge Wu also put down the iron chains in his hand.

The City God recalled the waiter's words of thanks when he first entered the tavern. He slowly said, "This is a story written by that person, telling tales of gods and ghosts to mortals... Judge Wu is right, it truly has the spirit of playing with the mortal world!"

All three of them were savoring the moment.

After a long silence, Judge Wen sighed.

"We only just realized the connection..."

Thinking of that person who traveled the world and met a scholar on the same boat, he was willing to travel thousands of miles to meet him, drink and get together, which really has the meaning of playing around in the mortal world.

The City God stroked his beard and said:

"It's a pity that I don't know the name of this master, so I'll have no way to pay my respects in the future."

Judge Wen naturally has a way to handle this matter. The Pei family has been given a hint, and they should come to the City God Temple to offer incense and prayers in the next few days. We can find out the answer when we ask them.

You can also tell them the French text on that paper while you're at it.

It turned out to be a "正" character.

This Fu Yuan family is quite good... I'll mention it when they ask.

……

……

Jiang She stood outside the courtyard gate and looked around.

The iron sword sheath hung outside. Jiang She pushed open the door and saw a small wisp of smoke drifting out, which inexplicably made him much more docile.

The Red Blade General's hair was covered in vibrant ink.

The cat couldn't resist reaching out with its paw, but only managed to grasp air. Puzzled, the cat tilted its head and examined the air for a long time.

It's right in front of me...

A path was swept out of the ground in the courtyard.

Jiang She ignored the general who kept hovering in front of him, took out a small bag of money from his sleeve, and found the remaining food that had been packed, enough for one person to eat two or three bites.

I offer it with both hands.

Jiang She squatted down and gently tapped his finger in front of the rat's burrow.

"I had a hearty meal today."

"I'd like to share this with you as well."

The mouse squeaked, and the little mouse twitched; its ears were very round. A moment later, a much larger rat demon emerged from the mouse hole. It was gray and very clean.

The big rat raised its little hand in a very proper manner and bowed to Jiang She.

Jiang She seemed to understand its meaning.

'Thanks. ’

Jiang She smiled, his eyes crinkling.

"The master is back—"

Li Bai called out, put down the chessboard which was halfway through its turn, and walked out of the main room.

Jiang She responded.

Yuan Danqiu was furious. "Taibai, you cheated again! I was about to win this round..."

Li Bai didn't hear it.

He told Jiang She, "It seems someone came to visit just now, but left when they found you weren't there."

Jiang She nodded.

"I have seen it."

Yuan Danqiu found it strange.

"Why didn't I see it?"

After saying that, he belatedly began to savor the meaning of his words…

Jiang She dusted the screen in the main room. Together with Li Bai and Yuan Danqiu, they filled the space under the locust tree in the courtyard with fish bones and leftover mutton offal that the cat had eaten, hoping for a better harvest next year.

【Ask for monthly ticket】

(End of this chapter)