A master of comedy!

Inside the room, as Zhou Sheng was immersed in the joy of his greatly increased cultivation, he did not notice that a pair of eyes were secretly watching him from outside.

She wore the mask of Bixia Yuanjun, and her gorgeous long dress seemed to shimmer with divine golden light in the morning glow.

Her long, black hair was tied up with a crescent moon branch, and her two jade bell earrings shone like stars.

Elegant, noble, beautiful, and with an indescribable mystery.

Strangely, Jinse, who was playing the zither next to her, seemed to ignore her completely, and the red thread she used for morning practice even passed directly through her body.

It seems to exist outside the Five Elements and the Three Realms.

When she saw that Zhou Sheng used those three drops of Eight Merits Water to refine the corpse poison, a playful smile appeared in her eyes.

This "Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva" gave her another new surprise.

"No one in the world is born with knowledge, unless... a deceased person is reincarnated."

"Although Jiulang said that you did not awaken your memories after taking the Awakening Soup, and therefore you are probably not His reincarnation, I still feel... that may not be the case."

She muttered to herself, her voice not quiet, but neither Jinse nor Hongxian noticed.

"Otherwise, why would I be able to sleep so peacefully lying next to you?"

As she said this, a look of absentmindedness appeared in her eyes, as if she were recalling a distant memory, and a barely perceptible fluctuation appeared in her aura.

The next moment, the sound of the zither rippled slightly.

Jinse suddenly stopped playing the zither, her eyebrows furrowed slightly, and she turned her head to look in the direction of "Bixia Yuanjun".

"Sister Jinse, why did you stop playing?"

Hongxian stopped firing his gun and asked in confusion.

Practicing her skills while listening to Sister Jinse's zither music will be particularly effective, allowing her to quickly get into the zone and concentrate fully.

Jinse shook her head and said, "It's nothing, I probably misheard."

Just now, she seemed to hear a trace of sorrow. It was not an ordinary sound, but a voice from the heart, and it came from someone she had never met before.

It was fleeting, like a hallucination.

She continued to play the zither with her head down, unaware that "Bixia Yuanjun" had quietly come to her side, a hint of surprise in her eyes.

After listening to a piece of music, "Bixia Yuanjun" nodded slightly, her eyes filled with emotion.

What a flawless and pure innate musical heart! Among spirits and monsters, it is truly rare to find such a keen spirit and pure nature.

Although she had just revealed a slight flaw due to certain special reasons, the difference in their cultivation levels was still immense. The fact that this zither player could detect the clues showed that her mental acuity was unparalleled in the world.

"Bixia Yuanjun" couldn't help but feel a sense of appreciation for talent. She listened to a few more songs quietly and finally showed a satisfied smile.

Although this girl is an expert in playing the guqin, her talent and temperament are both superb. If she can receive guidance from a renowned teacher, her future will be limitless.

Unfortunately, although she cherishes talent, she has no intention of taking on apprentices now.

Just as the sun fully rose, her body began to fade until it disappeared completely.

"If fate allows, we'll talk about it later."

She developed some interest in Jinse, but that was all. At her level of cultivation, accepting disciples depended not only on their aptitude but also on fate.

If fate hasn't brought you together, you might not even recognize each other.

……

Zhou Sheng pushed open the door, stretched and yawned in the morning sun, feeling refreshed. He exhaled a breath of stale air, which caused the willow branches ten feet away to flutter.

After soaking in the spiritual spring, the physical strength was indeed enhanced.

People are in high spirits when they have good news. He had a smile on his face all morning. It's just a pity that his master hasn't come back yet. He guesses that he and Aunt Zhu are still in the ghost town. Otherwise, he could have shown off to his master.

"Boss, boss, I'm getting so bored every day. When are we going to have our Zhou family troupe perform some ghost stories?"

Seeing that he was in a good mood, Hongxian quickly pleaded with him. She had been practicing her martial arts every day for the past two weeks and was already quite restless.

Upon hearing this, Jinse looked at Zhou Sheng and said, "A few days ago, I helped the musicians change the tune. Xiao Wu and the others also told you not to be polite. They know the rules of Yinxi. Since you are the troupe leader, wherever you go, the Zhou family troupe will be there."

Zhou Sheng felt a warmth in his heart.

Despite holding the title of troupe leader, he hadn't been involved in the troupe's affairs for some time. Unexpectedly, Xiao Wu and the others not only didn't complain, but were also so open and honest with him.

"It's time to go and perform in shady operas."

After a moment's thought, Zhou Sheng made up his mind.

His comfortable life of cultivation should come to an end. He is unlikely to improve in the short term, so it is time for him to go out and seek new opportunities.

"Hongxian, bring over all the invitations we've received these past few days."

"Ok!"

Hongxian excitedly brought over six invitations to perform. Including the Queen Mother's invitation that his master had taken away at the beginning, he had received a total of seven invitations to perform yin operas in the past few days.

Among them are mountain gods who control thousands of miles of mountains and wield astonishing power, demon kings who claim to be great immortals and rule over a region, water lords, and the flower goddess of Luoyang.

In short, those who still dared to send him invitations after learning about his experience with ghost plays during the Ghost Festival were mostly people of considerable background and with great confidence.

Among these six invitations, some were well-intentioned, and some were malicious.

Without exception, they all promised extremely generous and tempting rewards, including not only large sums of money for incense offerings but also various rare treasures.

Now that Zhou Sheng is a formal Yin-Yang Master, he must choose one of them.

Throughout history, practitioners of occult arts have been extremely cautious in selecting performance invitations, considering not only the payment but also the potential dangers.

This is also a responsibility to the members of the opera troupe who follow him.

Zhou Sheng read through the seven invitations again, and finally picked up one of them, saying, "This is it. For the first ghost play of the Zhou family troupe, we'll choose this one... Master Ghost."

Jinse nodded and said, "From what I've seen, this Ghost Master seems to be the most sincere and the safest."

The monk who died on his journey and whose soul went to Xunyang also left a deep impression on her.

"For your first shady scene after completing your apprenticeship, I think it's a good idea to choose one that you're more confident in."

She agreed with Zhou Sheng's choice.

"Safety?"

Zhou Sheng smiled, his gaze carrying a rather meaningful meaning.

“There’s no safe way to perform occult plays. Just do your best and leave the rest to fate.”

In his mind's eye, the information that Luo Shu had just divined revealed his true reason for choosing the Ghost Master.

"The Buddhist cave is a place of demonic dread, where all ghosts grieve. High monks chant the demonic scriptures of this chaotic world, and Shakyamuni sheds compassionate tears of blood. Although it is dangerous, there is a bottle of water containing the Eight Merits in the Sutra Repository, which can cure all corpse poison."

This is the real reason why Zhou Sheng chose "Master Ghost".

A whole bottle of Eight Merits Water is enough for him to absorb all the corpse-fixing pearl, which will increase his cultivation by at least forty years!
At that time, breaking through the five barriers will be a piece of cake.

Furthermore, he waited for half a month without receiving Nian Nu Jiao's invitation, which showed that the cunning woman had calculated that she would only send the invitation after he was completely poisoned and had fallen into depravity.

Otherwise, He was also worried that Zhou Sheng might harbor evil intentions towards Him because he wanted Yu Zhensheng's golden elixir and leg tendons.

Therefore, Zhou Sheng needs to obtain the Eight Virtues Water as soon as possible.

He picked up his pen and wrote his name at the end of the play invitation, then pressed his red clay seal on it.

The next moment, a strange feeling arose, as if he were being called from some distant place.

The invitation has been granted, and the show is about to begin.

...(End of this chapter)