Folklore simulation, starting with the mortician

Fortunately, Li Feng had good eyesight and urged the furnace to work hard, managing to turn the boat upside down. Otherwise, if that thick, bucket-like tail had hit it, it would have surely resulted in a fatal accident and the boat capsizing.

"Good heavens, what kind of evil spirit is this? How did it get raised in the river?"

Even the well-informed Mr. Lin couldn't help but be surprised. As the saying goes, "to see the sky through a pipe," one can see from this one end how amazing the things in this river are.

Li Feng was now quite interested in the idea that this thing might be hidden in the whirlpool at the bottom of the water, with one eye that was bigger than a lantern.

"It's like the King of Hell is calling you to die at midnight; he won't let you live until dawn. How did this calamity come about again?"

Mr. Lin sighed, fidgeting with his fingers for a long time, but still couldn't figure it out.

"This ferocious creature must have accumulated years of cultivation; how could it have grown so large? And what's even stranger is that this is the Milky Way that came from the north; its fortune should be at its peak. How could such a thing be allowed to appear?"

Mr. Lin's words made the clerk, Huang, and the handsome young man blush, but neither of them responded.

Li Feng didn't ask any more questions, focusing only on stabilizing the boat. He watched as the boat circled around, and in a short while, it returned to its original position, watching the middle-aged man jump over.

He frowned and asked, "What, you're thinking of helping again? Are you risking your life?"

Li Feng and the others all looked bitter and remained silent.

But the middle-aged man was in bad shape, with cuts on the left and right, some so bad that you could see flesh and blood flying out, revealing the white bone underneath.

"Hey, I never expected there was actually something like this hidden here. Sigh, I'm so useless. I can't even protect the family heirloom, let alone preserve our future reputation. Oh, ancestors!"

As the middle-aged man spoke, he suddenly shouted, then placed his palm against his belly, dug out with two fingers, and instantly lifted his belly, revealing the entire furnace.

"Die!"

In an instant, a raging fire erupted three inches below the middle-aged man's navel, instantly engulfing him completely.

The fire spread and set the entire ship's deck ablaze. The wet deck was like oil, burning large sections of the water sprites to ashes.

Mr. Lin stared at the scene, shook his head, and sighed, "This is the end of a hero, burning down his own furnace. What a pity!"

Li Feng had no time for reflection; instead, his heart sank as he watched the middle-aged man's desperate gamble, which had not brought about much change in the situation.

The river was still churning with huge waves, crashing against the deck of the boat, and in an instant it swallowed up most of it again. The small boat where the few people were staying had already disappeared into it.

However, the giant tail hidden underwater never reappeared, and the suction force in the whirlpool grew stronger, exhaling thick miasma.

Just as everyone was feeling lost, Li Feng, leaning against the murderous knife, noticed that the middle-aged man had dropped a piece of his skin. He thought that if he had the chance, he would also mend the remaining skin of this righteous man.

The moment he pulled it out, words appeared before his eyes, which surprised Li Feng.

[Through three thousand years of drifting and swirling clouds, only those who ascend to immortality truly understand the world. You are a person of poor comprehension and inherent weakness. Your master taught you to proceed step by step, never to be hasty and greedy for quick results, yet you stubbornly insist that if you don't cultivate, you see me as a frog in a well gazing at the moon in the sky. If you do cultivate, you see me as a mayfly seeing the blue sky.]

[Your master scoffed, "What is an immortal? Who has ever seen one? Where in the world are there immortals? Even the current Emperor Qin Shi Huang of the Yong Dynasty, seeking out famous mountains and rivers, has found no trace of immortals!" You were furious, rebuking your master for daring to spread alarmist rumors, and had him bound and taken to Xiandu to report his crimes to the Emperor!]

[Upon hearing this, the First Emperor was furious and ordered the burning of books and burying of scholars alive. He decided to have all the thousands of alchemists wiped out in one fell swoop. Since you were the only one in the world who believed in immortality, the First Emperor appointed you as his teacher and sent three thousand boys and girls to accompany you on a journey overseas to seek the immortal mountains.]

[Having wasted over a hundred years, you dreamt of an immortal who touched your head and bestowed upon you the method of immortality, making you a corpse-dissolving immortal. This method involves nothing more than worshipping the underworld, accumulating merit, visiting the Three Mountains, befriending famous figures, climbing Kunlun Mountain, meeting the Queen Mother of the West, receiving immortality, and attaining longevity.]

Therefore, you sought auspicious feng shui, located the dragon vein, and trapped the ancestral dragon's land beneath the Milky Way, resting your head on the dragon vein and gathering the destiny of the Great Yong. However, the cycle of heaven and earth continues, dynasties rise and fall, the Milky Way changes its course many times, swallowing and expelling fortune, and there is also the calamity of the ancestral dragon's corpse. Thus, your path to immortality is difficult to achieve.

A sigh that lasts a thousand years, all to repay debts of merit. Only when your life force is exhausted do you realize that everyone has a destiny, and that heaven and earth are responsible for the debts of merit owed to them. You spend your entire life trying to preserve yourself, giving away all your wealth, all for the sake of good deeds.

Heaven and earth are a scale, its value used to judge good and evil; those who do good receive five taels of silver.

[Having traversed mountains and clouds without finding the true one, yet still leaving behind merit in the mortal world. Rating: Lower-middle A.]

[Reward: Open the door wide, patchwork robe.]

[Torn clothes, mended with yang energy, each stitch warding off evil, also replenishes one's own destiny.]

Good heavens! When Li Feng saw the words "Open the door wide," his eyes turned red. The Heaven and Earth Treasure had been very useful before, but he never expected to get another Patchwork Robe.

Just as I was thinking about seeing it, the patchwork robe was put on my body, and ancient sounds lingered in my ears.

An ordinary person would not understand these words, but Li Feng, having experienced the simulator, understood them.

This patchwork robe is actually the shroud of Master Xu, which contains Master Xu's entire fortune.

What amazed Li Feng even more was that this patchwork garment could actually be sewn together, concealing evil spirits and patching up deficiencies.

Furthermore, she knew Li Feng's method of sewing misfortune into good fortune, and coincidentally, it was the same as the sewing method left by Li Feng's master, with no difference between them.

With this technique, Li Feng was overjoyed and sewed all the continuously rising miasma into the patchwork garment.

Before the sewing was even finished, there was a movement in the sleeve, and a copper coin fell out of the hand. Li Feng was slightly stunned, and before he could react, another coin fell out.

"Mother and child signatures?!"

Li Feng frowned slightly, carefully examined the fortune stick, and instantly deciphered its meaning: it was an extremely auspicious one.

"That's really strange, how come it matched a mother-and-child lottery?!"

Putting aside their thoughts, they immediately saw the altar master, now half snake and half human, rushing towards them with a fierce aura.

Li Feng frowned as he looked at the altar master, whose body was covered in dense miasma, almost tangible, which urged them to chase him into the river.

Mr. Lin and the others were disheartened and somewhat fearful. Their furnace had long been sealed off again, and now they were no different from ordinary people who were powerless to even kill a chicken.

After watching Li Feng for a while, he put on a robe, stepped on the broken pieces of the ship plank, and met the altar master in the instant of the sudden lightning.