Liao Zhai Zi is silent

Chapter 5

Although Dafa is a long-term worker and cannot read, he is familiar with people and is considerate to others, so his master's life is satisfactory, and according to Dafa, the life is not bad.

Lin Zhuming asked again: "There are zombies in your master's house, and you come back to knock on the door at night, but someone passed away in the family in recent months?"

Ordinary corpses will not turn into zombies, except in places where corpses are kept, but places where corpses are kept are also hard to find.

If there is no place to keep corpses and become a zombie, or if you are startled by a black cat, then it is a manifestation of deep resentment, and there will definitely be a murder case involved, and there will be grievances.

If Lin Zhuming gets involved, it is very likely to cause trouble for the upper body.

Dafa frowned and recalled: "In the past few months, I haven't heard of anyone passing by, but the old lady left the year before last, but the old lady is a vegetarian, chant Buddha, and is dedicated to goodness. Give it an old age and die, let alone a human being."

"Then did anyone else die? For example, did the short-term laborers and maids who worked in the rich man's house suddenly disappear?"

Lin Zhuming asked like someone from the yamen.

"I've never heard of it." Dafa was also a little apprehensive.

However, although their long-term workers have limited knowledge of the affairs of the master's house, they may hear a few things overtly and secretly, but they generally don't talk nonsense.

Seeing that Dafa couldn't ask any questions, Lin Zhuming had no choice but to give up.

Mr. Zhou's house is actually in the countryside, more than ten miles away from Tongjing Town.

Although Dafa said that it will be there soon, it will be there soon, it will be there after passing this corner, and it will be there after two intersections.

But the dirt road was rough, and Lin Zhuoming and Er Otter got down and pushed the car twice, and it took almost an hour to get there. I couldn't understand that there was still such a long way to go when Dafa said "coming soon".

Farmland can be seen along the way, and a large vat can be seen from time to time on the field. It is actually a dung vat, and it is the treasure of the landlord’s house. Lin Zhuoming also saw a man in his thirties and forties, holding the vat with his two toes. , half squatting to solve it, people are really afraid that he will fall.

When we arrived at the landlord’s house, it was not as luxurious as Lin Zhuoming imagined. It’s just that compared to other houses, it was a thatched house made of triadic soil. The landlord’s house was made of blue bricks and gray tiles. The land is large, with 27 or eight houses, a yard, and a pond.

As for the gate, there are no steps, no drum stones, and stone lions.

The landlord's surname is Zhou, and Zhou, who is skinny, as Dafa said earlier, is their master Zhou.

Zhou has about [-] mu of land, all of which are high-quality fertile land.

But in fact, his father had about a thousand acres, because his father was a juren.

But in Master Zhou's generation, he is just a natural born.In addition, he didn't study hard, and he liked to play prostitutes. After the death of the old man, his family fortune was ruined by him.

The son born now is even less inclined to study, not to mention prostitutes, but he likes to cut off his sleeves.

I don't know if it's the curse of being richer than three generations.

Hearing that a Taoist priest was invited, Master Zhou soon came out of his concubine's room to receive him.

It's just that the landlord took a look: why hasn't he seen this person before?Why not Master Zhao?
In front of Lin Zhuming, he pulled the long worker by the collar and cursed: "Didn't I tell you that Master Yuanzhi was invited to Qingliang Temple instead of Master Zhao? Why did you invite someone you don't know?"

"This one was invited from Master Zhao's temple. Master Zhao was out. His apprentice said that Master Lin also has real skills and can kill zombies. I invited him back. The master didn't believe it, so I just invited him again."

That week the rich man saw that although Lin Zhuming was tall, but his face was young and not mature, he thought, "If I go to invite monks again, I'm afraid it will cost a lot of money, and I will need sesame oil to worship, and I will invite Bodhisattvas, and I will also have to fulfill my vows. I'm afraid I don't have 80 taels of silver, so I might not be able to do it. I asked Daoist Zhao first because he is cheap, and only 20 taels will cover everything.

As soon as he thought about money, the rich man Zhou looked at Lin Zhuoming's appearance and thought he was quite pleasing to the eye, and said in his heart: Let him try it for now, but it is impossible to give the money according to Taoist Zhao's worth just by bidding. At five liang of silver, if you don't have the ability, then blast out, and beat Dafa, this slave, and you can deduct a month's wages. "

Immediately, he also had a good face: "Where does this mage learn art? Is it Master Zhao's junior? Why haven't I seen it?"

Seeing his interrogation, Lin Zhuming made nonsense: "I also studied art in the Wanshou Palace. I studied under Lin Daoren, the master of Zhongxiao Jingming Dao. When I traveled to the treasure land, I saw that there was also a Wanshou Palace. It was very kind, so I placed the order there and planned to stay there for a while. a period of time."

"I also happened to hear that there were zombies in the believer's house, so I volunteered. After all, slaying demons and demons is a matter of my generation, and I am not in the same family as Senior Brother Zhao."

"Oh, oh, so that's the case." The rich man Zhou didn't want to read Lin Zhuoming's statement, but heard that Lin Zhuming's accent was very similar, and asked if his ancestral home was here.

Lin Zhuming still felt difficult at first, but after thinking about it, it was enough to tell the truth, so he said that he was abandoned at the entrance of the post station and was picked up by his master Lin Daoren. Come out to swim.

Mr. Zhou is also not interested in knowing the past of you as a Taoist priest. What's more, at this time, the population flow is not large. Although Mr. Zhou is studying, he has only been to Nanjing City. How can he know where Lin Zhuming is? Fooling, exchanging pleasantries, just being polite.

However, seeing that Lin Zhuming had read books in his conversation, and rich man Zhou thought he was a scholar, he talked about pairs and wrote doggerel, which had a bit of the feeling of rich man Mo in Liu Sanjie about folk songs.

I don't know if it's because the current emperor has gone to the south of the Yangtze River more often, or what, the rich man Zhou also learned to do this, and he became elegant.

After being arty, the rich man Zhou, who was very satisfied with his talents, became a little hungry: "The kitchen is preparing to cook. I wonder what taboos the mage has?"

Lin Zhuming pointed to the sky with his hand: "Those flying in the sky don't eat geese, pigeons and doves."

Then he pointed to the ground and said: "Those who run on the ground don't eat dogs, horses and cattle."

"Those who swim in the water don't eat eel, turtle and loach."

"Three dirty things and five disgusting things, I won't eat any of them."

Lin Zhuming originally refused to eat these things under the guidance of the old Taoist master, so he naturally said: "Be light, not spicy."

"Isn't there nothing to eat?" Rich Zhou secretly rejoiced.

Lin Zhuming thought about it: "You can eat Yunying eggs, tofu, green vegetables, radishes, and three clean meats. You don't need heavy oil and salt, just eat the original taste."

When the rich man heard this, he asked the long-term worker to prepare eggs, tofu, and vegetables, and make vegetarian dishes. The old lady would eat vegetarian food every day when she was alive. This is the best and saves money.

"What do Master Lin need to prepare? Our cinnabar, glutinous rice, and yellow paper are all ready."

"I also need a red cloth and a table." Lin Zhuoming said: "I also need to prepare incense candles and ingots." Recalling how the old Taoist opened the altar, Lin Zhuming also followed suit.

(End of this chapter)