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Chapter 18 Chen Mian's Embarrassment and Social Death

Chapter 18 Chen Mian's Embarrassment and Social Death
Requiem.

According to folklore, people have three souls and seven souls, which are where the spirit of life lies. The human soul usually attaches to the human body. When a person is frightened by an accident, the soul will leave the body and fall to the side, making it difficult to return, resulting in malaise, trance, and even bed rest. Sorry, this is "lost soul".

Dead people have obsessions in their hearts, and they don't want to be peaceful after death, causing supernatural events, and even corpses. This is "scary", or the so-called haunting.

Whenever this situation arises, there are two ways to deal with it.

One is to use methods beyond ordinary people's cognition to completely drive away ghosts and monsters.

The second is to use requiem to appease these frightened souls, so that they will no longer be demons, so as to achieve the effect of saving the country by curves.

The reason why even ordinary people can use Requiem is because Requiem is like a collection of real questions. As long as you learn the routines, you can arrange corresponding formations or props, and the gold content is extremely low.

However, no matter how low the gold content is, Jiang Pian doesn't dislike it. Anyway, it's a magic trick.

I can't really become a half-immortal at that time. When I open my mouth, I can breathe out fragrance. How unreasonable is that?
Um?It seems that it is not impossible.
In short, Jiang Sang studied the Requiem Art with great anticipation, while Chen Mian poured two cups of tea, and after giving Jiang Sang a cup, he just sat next to him and put on reading glasses to watch Romance of the Three Kingdoms.

Jiang Pai read each paragraph carefully, sometimes frowning, sometimes smiling knowingly, and after a while, he understood and memorized them all.

"Uncle Chen, I've finished watching."

He rubbed his temples and handed the requiem to Chen Mian.

Chen Mian put down the Romance of the Three Kingdoms in his hand, pulled down his reading glasses, squinted his eyes and looked at Jiang Lan: "What's the use of reading it, what is needed is to understand, and to be able to apply what you have learned."

"Understood, Quack understands, it's just such a thin booklet, with just a few layout methods, it's not difficult."

"Yo." Chen Mian smiled: "Do you know how long it took me to learn it?"

Jiang Xi shook his head.

"Three years!" Facing Jiang's ignorance, Chen Mian was not annoyed. He said half vigilantly and half reminiscingly, "You only see the simplicity of the arrangement and the spell, but you don't know. You have to control the sacrificial ritual every time." The amount of products used is adjusted according to the severity of the supernatural event, which also includes the ability to adapt to changes based on experience.

I know that you have successfully handled Su Dayong's incident, and you must be proud in your heart if you don't say anything.

But you can't be sloppy in learning crafts, not every time you can be so lucky, to put it harshly, if you underestimate those dirty things, you may die without knowing how to die.

You have to think of it as a battlefield. You are a recruit now. What you do now is to train constantly. Train these things into your subconscious mind and your muscle memory so that you can keep yourself safe. "

Chen Mian paused, looked at Jiang Pao seriously, and said earnestly:

"I have taken a fancy to you, and I teach you these things in the hope that you can rely on them to settle down and protect one side's safety, and I don't want to see you encounter disasters because of poor skills. If so, it will not only be your misfortune, but also my responsibility!

You have to let me put my 30-year burden in your hands with peace of mind. "

Suddenly, an indescribable complex feeling suddenly appeared in Jiang Xi's heart. This was the first time in his life that he was valued by others, and it was the first time he felt the weight of the word "responsibility".

How many 30 years can there be in life?
And now, there is an old man who is nearly sixty years old, and he wants to entrust himself with the career he has worked hard for half his life.

It would be a lie to say that you are not impressed.

Jiang Xi also nodded, and solemnly promised: "Uncle Chen, don't worry, I will remember what you said, and I will definitely not disappoint your expectations."

Hearing this, Chen Mian patted Jiang Xie's shoulder in relief: "It's so good, it's okay, even if I can't learn it in a short time, it's okay, I can afford to wait for two or three years, just during this time, I will also I can help you make some connections, introduce friends from other funeral homes to you, and when you encounter troubles that I can’t help, my old friends who haven’t retired may be able to help you.”

"But." Although Jiang Xi was moved, he still smiled awkwardly: "I really learned."

Chen Mian's smile faltered, hesitating for a moment, and then seriously asked: "Really?"

"real."

Chen Mian rubbed her chin and thought for a while, then stood up and said, "Then come with me."

Jiang Sorrow followed Chen Mian to the courtyard with curiosity, and Chen Mian took out some sacrifices and props for performing requiem from a small wooden cabin in the corner that looked like a hut.

There are glutinous rice, candles, and incense stands that I have seen in funeral parlors, and there are also things like talismans, blood plasma, animal hooves, and mahogany swords that I have never seen before.

"Then give it a try and set up a requiem array to pacify the unjustly dead."

Chen Mian stood aside with his hands behind his back, planning to test the school and test Jiang Sang.

Jiang Xi didn't talk too much, and in front of Chen Mian, according to the key points in his memory, he really arranged the corresponding requiem array in less than 10 minutes.

Chen Mian was a little surprised, and went up to check and found that there were really no mistakes.

But in order to prevent Jiang Xi from just memorizing this array, he took the school exam and said:
"Then it's for those with unfulfilled last wishes."

After being proficient this time, Jiang Sui's speed was faster, and he finished it in only 10 minutes.

This time Chen Mian couldn't stand anymore, and suddenly doubted the gold content of his study of requiem.

However, after asking several different questions in a row, Jiang Xi finished them one by one, and now Chen Mian was completely stunned.

"No. It shouldn't be."

Jiang Xie was drawing amulets on the ground with his blood on his face, when he heard this, he raised his head and asked suspiciously, "Isn't it right?"

"Uh, no, you draw yours, don't worry about me, I suddenly remembered something not very happy."

"Success, you think about it."

Chen Mian's complexion became more and more ugly. Although he hoped that Jiang Xi would learn it soon, he was inexplicably unhappy seeing that Jiang Xi had learned it so quickly.

Especially in front of others, I said in a high-profile way that it took me three years to learn these things.

He might feel better if he hadn't said that.

This kind of emotion is very complicated, just like the old man in the family, looking forward to the early success of his children, but he doesn't want to see his children not needing him too early.

Especially for those who have been strong all their lives, seeing things that make them feel old is actually a big blow to them, and their loneliness often only lasts for a moment.

After a while, Jiang Xi straightened up: "It's over! Uncle Chen, take a look."

"Uh, there's no problem. The spell. Cough cough, forget it, the spell is simpler than this, just a few words."

Chen Mian felt a little embarrassed for no reason, and couldn't hold back her old face.

Seeing Chen Mian like this, Jiang Xi slapped his head and reacted.

I was so negligent, Uncle Chen said that he had practiced for three years, and it only took him more than three hours to read the book and arrange so many formations. Isn't this deliberately demolishing the stage?

So he immediately adjusted his facial expression, showing embarrassment: "Oh, Uncle Chen, look at my memory, I forgot the spell, thanks to the fact that I was so confident just now."

Chen Mian's brows immediately relaxed, and she comforted with a smile, "It's okay, it's already amazing, much better than me at that time, how about how the waves behind the Yangtze River push the waves ahead?"

"What you said, no matter where it is, it's because you taught it well." Jiang Chuan also boasted.

People carry people in flowery sedan chairs, that's all.

The small courtyard was suddenly filled with a harmonious atmosphere.

But at this moment, in the originally silent night, a series of footsteps sounded outside the courtyard, and a sound that followed broke this harmony, and by the way, Chen Mian, who had just relieved his embarrassment, directly She died, and wanted to find a crack in the ground and get into it immediately.

"Xiao Mianzi, didn't you say that you plan to find someone to take over? Have you found out the wrongdoing? When will you retire and travel around as a teacher?"

 Thinking about it carefully, I don’t seem to have asked for collection and follow-up. If there is no accident, I should be able to test the water this week. I hope that the good brothers here can order a collection. If there is anything wrong with the book, please be tolerant. If there is something poisonous, you are welcome to correct me. Thank you.

  
 
(End of this chapter)

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