Max Level Metaphysician: A Debt Repayment Journey…?
Chapter 581: The Ancestral Patriarchs Want It All

Chapter 581: Chapter 581: The Ancestral Patriarchs Want It All

Jiangli finally understood.

This was the power of wealth in action.

Ah, no, it should be wealth makes ghosts operate the millstone.

Jiangli clicked his tongue and asked, "Has the old master not been buried yet?"

"He probably hasn’t. The coffin was taken away this morning, and they said they want to observe a seven-day mourning period. On the day the old master breathed his last, the Jiang Family had already delivered the coffin."

Master Sun calculated, "All things considered, it’s only been three days, right?"

Three days...

It was when the resentment of a new ghost could easily become more intense.

Jiangli was deep in thought.

Master Sun continued talking to himself, "The Jiang Family is in quite a hurry too. They delivered the golden thread sandalwood on the day he died, and had several of us work day and night to finish it within these two days. The machines were almost broken."

Upon hearing Master Sun’s complaints, Jiangli and Xia Xin exchanged a glance.

Both disciples of Grandmaster Sun sensed something amiss.

The Jiang Family’s response could be considered normal.

But for some reason, Xia Xin always felt that something was off.

Everything seemed too rushed.

Moreover, the golden thread sandalwood was brought into the shop right after the last breath, meaning it was prepared in advance to be delivered so promptly, right?

But...

If you say that they made preparations in advance because the old master was in a bad state, it might make sense.

"Ah, not right..." Master Sun was speaking when he suddenly became alert, anxiety tightening in his chest, "Miss, you just mentioned ’yin energy’ and came to ask about the coffin—is there something wrong?"

He knew that Xia Xin and Jiangli were from Jiaoyang Temple.

Other people might not believe in Jiaoyang Temple, but he truly believed in the capabilities of Jiaoyang Temple.

The old Taoist had once helped him through a major crisis.

Thus, on every first and fifteenth day of the lunar month, he would go to Jiaoyang Temple to offer incense, a practice he had maintained for years.

People from Jiaoyang Temple naturally had some abilities.

Master Sun held a kind of blind faith in the people of Jiaoyang Temple.

Just as others said that Xia Xin wasn’t capable, he believed that Xia Xin definitely had abilities, but being young, he just hadn’t shown them yet.

"There might be trouble with the Jiang Family’s coffin," Jiangli said in response to his question.

Master Sun’s heart skipped a beat, and his already large eyes widened even more, "What kind of trouble could there be?"

Jiangli did not answer, but instead asked, "Do you have any rules here? Like, after making a coffin, you need to go offer incense and condolences?"

Master Sun nodded, "Yes, that’s why I told the Jiang Family, make sure to tell me one day before the burial so I can bring a wreath."

After all, their work was related to funerary affairs, and there were customary, unwritten rules.

For example, those who looked at Yin House feng shui, selected coffins, made coffins, and crafted paper effigies had to offer condolences to dispel bad luck.

After all, they were earning money from the deceased, and were concerned about arousing the anger and attention of the dead.

"Four more days, right?" Jiangli calculated based on Master Sun’s previous words, "If something happens on that day, Master Sun, remember to knock some sense into the Jiang Family and tell them to visit Jiaoyang Temple."

Master Sun stood there dumbly, not yet recovered from his shock.

Jiangli then raised his hand, pointing to the several pieces of golden thread sandalwood, "I’ll take all these pieces of wood. You make a price."

Upon hearing this, Master Sun was once again startled, "Take all of it? That will cost quite a bit of money. How many rebirth plaques are you planning to make? If it’s just one, there’s no need to buy so much, it’s a waste of money."

Jiangli said, "No problem, it will be useful later on. These pieces of wood have yin energy, and given time, the yin energy will definitely disperse, potentially causing trouble for you later. It’s better if I take them."

Master Sun immediately felt a bit scared, his face tensing up, "Is it really that frightening?"