I Only Want to Lie Flat But Am Forced to Cultivate Immortality
Chapter 271 - 151: The Preacher and the Heavenly Stele Technique

Chapter 271: Chapter 151: The Preacher and the Heavenly Stele Technique

Leaving the funeral clothing shop, Xu Qing followed the porter from the escort agency back to the store, feeling all the way that he seemed to have forgotten something important.

But he couldn’t recall it at the moment.

What exactly was it?

Xu Qing remembered Xie Yunyan’s injured arm.

That’s right, he still hadn’t touched Hong Baoyan’s top hand from the Jin Sect.

But it seemed like there was something even more important that he hadn’t remembered.

It wasn’t until the convoy passed by the vegetable market and Xu Qing saw the steaming breakfast shops on both sides of the street that he remembered he hadn’t had the chance to buy the fried small fish he promised Xuan Yu.

Xu Qing suddenly slapped his forehead, blaming himself for the previous night’s intense play with the paperman, which had dulled his mind.

Remote control of paperman is extremely taxing on the mind. If controlling one or two is manageable, then the previous night, Xu Qing manipulated a full thirty-two papermen, carrying heavy coffins from the south side of the town to the north. He enjoyed it thoroughly, but for the following days, his body felt as though it was hollowed out by a female zombie, so it’s no wonder he always wanted to lie in a coffin and sleep for a few days...

Having bought the fried small fish and picked up some tea eggs, Xu Qing wanted to treat the escort masters from the escort agency to a bowl of lamb soup but was refused by the Banner-Hanging Escort Master.

It wasn’t because they weren’t hungry; everyone hadn’t had breakfast yet this early morning. It was actually because this escort trip had too many casualties, now they were finally close to sending off these ’unlucky’ items, and they didn’t want to delay a moment.

Escort masters often say when escorting, they always have a reverent fear of some supernatural matters.

These ghostly silver coins, in essence, are money for the dead, just like funeral objects, are unlucky things. Last time, not a single escort master sending these goods survived; all died during the escort.

No wonder the Banner-Hanging Escort Master’s face remained tense.

Upon arriving at Underground Street, the silent Town Guarding Escort Master suddenly asked, "Is this street all businesses related to funeral services?"

Xu Qing nodded, "In the Linhe funeral industry, except for the funeral house not being here, almost everything else is here."

The Town Guarding Escort Master didn’t reply, but the strongest Gold-Hanging Escort Master next to him muttered, "I thought transporting ghost money was unlucky enough, didn’t expect the destination to be unlucky too."

"Say less!" Though aged, the Town Guarding Escort Master had the highest prestige; even the strongest Gold-Hanging Escort Master in the convoy dared not disobey the Town Guarding Escort Master’s words.

Beside them, Xu Qing said with a smile, "These are the prejudices of worldly people; we who live on this street every day are fine too, aren’t we?"

Saying this, Xu Qing, like a tour guide, started introducing his neighbors to the masters in the escort team.

"See that, the coffin shop owner Hu Old Man at the street end, although he doesn’t have a partner, he has a grown daughter, and life is more comfortable for him than anyone else now."

The Gold-Hanging Escort Master grimaced, "Only a daughter? Isn’t that a dead end?"

"..." Xu Qing glanced sideways at him, continuing as they passed the second house, "The shopkeeper Yao of the funeral clothing shop, has been in the funeral business for years, and there’s nothing bad about it."

"Then why does his sign at the door say renting and sale?"

"..."

Xu Qing’s eyes narrowed slightly, looking at the Gold-Hanging Escort Master differently.

The conversation couldn’t continue like this!

When the convoy came nearby to the Paper Mache Shop, the Gold-Hanging Escort Master had already learned to quickly ask and answer himself.

"The Paper Mache Shop, the Incense and Candle Shop, aren’t they lacking in people too?"

"..."

Seeing Xu Qing shut his mouth, not just the Gold-Hanging Escort Master, but even the Town Guarding Escort Master had doubts in his mind.

Isn’t there really a feng shui issue here?

Fortunately, when the life-like Sun Erniang stepped out of the Funeral Shop, everyone’s heart instantly eased.

Not all who are in the funeral business are so unlucky; at least in this Funeral Shop, there’s a male and a female, two living people, certainly not fake, right?

Everyone placed the goods in the shop; Xu Qing took out the silver notes to settle the subsequent escort fees, but was informed by the porter that all escort expenses had been covered by Master Feng.

Xu Qing put away the silver coins, thinking of going to find Master Feng in a couple of days to settle the owed money.

"Thank you to the escort masters for your hard work; let me send you off."

"Hold on! No need to trouble yourself, Mr. Xu, we’ll leave on our own."

Xu Qing glanced at their evasive like-the-plague manner, thinking it’s not like he’s sending them to a funeral, is there a need to fear like this.

Having sent off the polite escort masters, Xu Qing returned to his Funeral Shop.

The shop wasn’t large but made him feel the warmth of home.

Feeding the cats and listening to Huang Xiaoliu’s report on various rumors from the streets and alleys.

Such as whose father-in-law engaged in extramarital activities, whose place got investigated and sealed by the government; also, a noble from the capital searching for someone in Linhe, offering 500 taels for any news, and a thousand gold for finding the person.

Xu Qing asked and found the person they’re looking for sounds familiar, called Long Engui.

In addition, the government invited monks from Baishui Temple to hold a Buddhist event at Linhe Wharf, Monshan Offerings, and teach Buddhist principles.

Aiming to benefit lost souls, through offerings, teachings, conversion, and other ceremonies to help those who drowned in past years, including river-bound water ghosts, to escape suffering.

The official word was so, but Xu Qing knew inwardly that holding the Buddhist event was mostly due to the Jin Sect being eradicated a few days ago.

In subsequent days, Xu Qing visited the Patrol Office, where Hong Baoyan’s body lay in the morgue.

This person had no children, and no one claimed the body, when Xu Qing arrived, the Government Official was about to deliver the corpse to his place.

Xu Qing found it amusing, the corpse finally landed in his hands after a full circle.

He let the Government Official deliver the corpse to the Funeral Shop, while Xu Qing invited Wang Lingyuan to the Pear Garden Theater, relaxing with brotherhood chats and theater listening.