Folklore simulation, starting with the mortician

Master Feng laughed maniacally, his cloudy eyes fixed on Li Feng. "You do have some tricks up your sleeve. I thought you wouldn't be able to see through this scheme. It took me quite a bit of effort, but since we've come all this way and the audience has been invited, let's settle things once and for all."

"I know a thing or two about the rules of the game. You're here to support the performance, so there has to be some explanation for this."

Li Feng clapped his hands and looked straight at Master Feng.

"Let's get straight to the point. This whole scheme was indeed set up for you. In the beginning, we wanted to use you to alter the earth's veins. We thought we'd test you with people from these two professions first. Sure enough, you're a formidable character. So, we've added another pillar to weigh you down, just to make you take notice."

"Let me tell you, you vulgar people, even after you've entered the market, you still can't shake your greed. Do you think that thing is something you can take? Something you should take? So, you've already lost from the very first move!"

"And there's a second trick up your sleeve. Did you see Hongxiang'er? You dared to bring her into the courtyard no matter what her status was. She's got some kind of local energy. It's no wonder you're in trouble and have to suffer from this evil spirit."

"In my opinion, this isn't my fault, it's yours. Everyone in Gaoyin County remembers you well, but now look what's happened! You've extinguished their will to live, and you saw them all watching from the sidelines!"

"Furthermore, your third move was also due to your overconfidence. Did you really think you could beat me for sure? Even if I let you win, so what? I've won two out of four matches. Now, I've got you in the bag!"

Feng Yuanwai's porcelain doll-like face was shrouded in gloom as he laughed wildly, though his childlike voice sounded rather unusual.

As Li Feng listened to Feng Yuanwai's words, his face gradually darkened. He shook his head and said, "It is true that one can forgive the sins of Heaven, but one cannot escape the sins of oneself. I really don't know what you people from the Ascension Sect are up to. Do you really think that becoming an immortal changes your appearance?"

"Don't talk to me like that. Now that your birth chart is upside down, it's on that fate bowl. If we smash it, we'll show you the skills of a bowl mender!"

With a flick of his wrist, Master Feng pulled out a bowl, on which Li Feng's eight characters were clearly displayed. "Smash it!"

With a loud crash, it was about to smash to the ground, but Li Feng remained calm and didn't make a move. Hong Xiang'er and Lu Junyi watched with wide eyes, clearly seeing the trickery involved.

Everyone knows the craftsmanship of the bowl mender. Once he knows a person's birth date and time (eight characters), he can paste your birth date and time onto the surface of the bowl, and that bowl becomes your destiny bowl.

The amount of water that can be held in a bowl is the measure of how much life you can have.

If this is smashed, it could cost someone their life!

"I advise you not to smash it, or at least smash it gently so you don't hurt yourself!"

Li Feng whispered a reminder.

But Master Feng's eyes were bloodshot. "Damn it, that old bastard talked to me like that back then, but our skills are just better than his. This life bowl was even made from his bone powder!"

After saying that, in a fit of anger, Master Feng smashed the bowl in his hand to pieces.

There was a cracking sound, and it was vaguely as if something had shattered.

"What? Why are you looking at me like that? I smashed your bowl, not mine!"

Li Feng remained standing, looking at the wealthy Feng with amusement.

"Die! Die! Die!"

Master Feng, looking furious, shouted, "Why aren't you dead yet? Why aren't you dead?!"

He stomped on the bowl hard, smashing it to pieces. Then he saw that the one cut on Master Feng's face had now grown into many more cracks.

It split open several times from the center of the forehead all the way down, cracking and breaking into pieces, empty inside, without even a human shape.

"How did you do this? Can you tell me so I can die in peace!"

Then, out of the blue, Master Feng blurted out these words, his eyes red, "It's impossible! I orchestrated this whole thing, why should you win? Every step was calculated. Even if I lose this match, we should at least have a draw!"

"How come it's a draw? Master, shouldn't you reveal your hand by now?"

Li Feng gestured towards the old master craftsman.

The old master sighed inwardly and said, "It just goes to show that Heaven's sins can be forgiven, but self-inflicted sins cannot be escaped. The seeds of this were sown when I left home earlier. This victory of mine is not for you!"

Upon hearing this, Lu Junyi's eyes widened in surprise. How did he suddenly become the opposing side? Li Feng didn't understand, but this was the old master's method.

They fooled Master Feng, and they also fooled Jiang Liuer.

Jiang Liu'er simply shook his head, forcing a bitter smile, and said, "Master, what good does it do? Even if we win this round, can we win for a lifetime?"

"Even if I give you this match today, what good will it do? Can you change this terrain? Can you alter it?"

Li Feng laughed again, looking outside at Grandma Hu, "Grandma Hu, it all depends on your skills!"

Grandma Hu was taken aback, spat, took a deep breath, and then said, "Now I know what it means to be outmatched! You little rascal, you've even outsmarted this old lady! No wonder this girl couldn't figure you out at all!"

As she spoke, Grandma Hu flicked her finger and pulled out Jiang Liu'er's heart.

"I already said Hong Xiang'er's methods are ruthless, did you think it was fake?"

Grandma Hu snorted coldly, and Jiang Liu, clutching his heart, stared wide-eyed, "What...?"

"Look at yourself, this is the price of becoming an immortal. How is it any different from your thoughts? Both are black-hearted, riddled with holes. Doesn't it hurt...?"

Li Feng shook his head, sighed, and inexplicably thought of a line from his past life: "Everyone says immortals are good, but they can't forget fame and fortune!"

Jiang Liu'er stumbled and fell headfirst to the ground, staring wide-eyed at his master. "Master, please save me! I'll stay with you, I won't go anywhere else, really..."

The old master sighed, stepped forward and hugged Jiang Liuer, tears streaming down his face. He then pulled out the demon in his arms, bowed, and the demon's face contorted in a ferocious expression, instantly being taken away by Jiang Liuer's soul.

"Master, this is our only disciple, and he's had a hard life. If you have time, please help us sew a complete set for him so we can take him back to our hometown."

Li Feng nodded and said no more.

He then turned to Grandma Hu, opened his palm, and said with a smile, "Grandma Hu, if you enjoyed the show, don't forget to give us a tip!"

Grandma Hu clapped her hands and laughed, "Excellent job, deserves a reward!"