Paper Maker: This is the end of the Ming Dynasty in Liaozhai

Chapter 5
"Woooooooo..."

As the wind blows, a transparent and illusory ghost follows Fu Bo, picking up Mingqian ingots.

Immediately afterwards, more and more ghosts appeared, vying for Mingqian ingots, and even fighting together for a single ingot.

These ghosts include men and women, old and young, some with missing arms and legs, some with unrecognizable faces, protruding eyes and long tongues, all kinds of strange things, hideous and terrifying.

Seeing these ghosts, Su Hao knew that these were poor people, different from Su An, although Su An practiced heresy, but Su An guarded the peace of Yu County, possessed meritorious deeds, entered the underworld after death, at least Being able to grant a little underworld official, if you choose to reincarnate, it is also a life of wealth and longevity.

And these ghosts died of injustice during their lifetime, their deaths were unclear, their grievances were too heavy, they could not be reincarnated, and they had no one to offer sacrifices to them, so they could only be lonely wild ghosts.

When Uncle Fu returned to the hearse, the hearse set off again, and Uncle Fu dropped some Mingqian ingots from time to time, letting the ghosts follow the hearse closely.

Half an hour later, the hearse stopped in front of a mountain, and there was no way ahead.

Su Hao removed the six paper figurines from the hearse one by one, and then Su Hao took out a dagger.

The next moment, I saw Su Hao cutting his fingers expressionlessly, drawing inexplicable symbols on the paper figurines with blood, and chanting unknown spells in his mouth. After all six paper figurines were drawn with symbols, Su Hao Hao's face was also a little pale.

Although controlling these ordinary paper figurines does not require effort, it also requires a lot of blood.

"disease!"

Su Hao gave a loud shout, and the blood from the six paper figurines was instantly absorbed into the paper figurines. The next moment, the six paper figurines started to move.

Four of the paper figurines came to Su An's ebony coffin and lifted it up, while the other two paper figurines picked up the other Mingqian ingots on the hearse.

"rise!"

Su Hao pointed, and the four paper figurines carried the ebony longevity coffin to the deep mountain. Su Hao and Fu Bo followed closely behind. The last two paper figurines were throwing money and ingots.

"Hee hee hee……"

"Woooooooo..."

The paper figurine let out a piercing laugh, and the ghosts scrambling for Mingqian made a weeping sound.

Laughter, crying, all mixed together strangely.

Fortunately, this is a barren mountain, and it is midnight now, no one passes by, otherwise ordinary people will be scared to death.

The paper figurine carried the ebony longevity coffin to the deep mountain, and stopped in front of a large pit that had already been dug.

Here is the blessed land of the yin house chosen by Su An during his lifetime.

After the four paper figurines put the ebony longevity coffin into the deep pit and built the tomb, Su Hao took out three sticks of incense, lit it, and stuck it in the open space. Then he raised his voice to the ghosts that followed:

"Fathers and elders, my father is buried today. Su Hao would like to invite all of you to guard my father's grave for three years!"

"In the past three years, all the folks have been enshrined and sacrificed by the Su family!"

As soon as Su Hao finished speaking, there were whispers among the ghosts, like a noisy vegetable market.

"If there are folks and elders who are willing, they can enter the paper figurine."

Su Hao spoke again, and waved his hand at the same time, scattered paper into soldiers, hundreds of paper figurines appeared in the open space.

At this time, the whispering ghosts couldn't bear it anymore and merged into the paper figurines one after another. They had already endured enough of the days of lonely ghosts and wild ghosts. Although there were only three years of worship and sacrifice, they didn't want to miss it.

Immediately, hundreds of paper figurines got into the newly piled tomb, and the next moment, a faint light flashed on the mound, and the whole tomb showed a luster like iron stone.

Seeing this scene, Su Hao heaved a sigh of relief. There are hundreds of ghosts guarding the tomb. Ordinary ghosts and magic monks cannot destroy the tomb. After waiting for a year and a half, the mana in Su An's body dissipated, and his body turned into a mortal. body, those demons and ghosts are not interested in the idea of ​​Su An's body.

.........

After Su An's burial was completed, Su Hao stayed at home to keep a filial piety for Su An. According to the filial piety system in the Ming Dynasty, when an official's parents died, he had to keep a filial piety for three years. Within three years, he could not be an official, take part in scientific examinations, or get close to him. Women are not allowed to drink and have fun.

But Su Hao is only a scholar, he has not been an official yet, so he doesn't need to build a hut in front of the grave to keep his filial piety like an official. It's just that in the past three years, Su Hao won't be able to take part in the imperial examination. , might be dead.

Su Hao was flipping through the books taken out of the secret room. These books are travel notes compiled by generations of the Su family's personal experience, and they are the lessons accumulated by the generations of the Su family.

At this time, the butler Zhu Bo hurried in and said, "Master, the magistrate is here!"

Is it finally here?
Hearing the magistrate of Yu County's arrival, Su Hao raised his eyebrows. Now the Su family can occupy the funeral business in several surrounding counties, and they can also own more than a thousand acres of fertile land, thanks to the name of Zhang Jiatao, the magistrate of Yu County.

Now that Su An has been buried for three months, Zhang Jiatao is doing Su An a lot of face if he can bear it until now.

"Follow me out to meet the county magistrate!"

After taking a deep breath, Su Hao said in a deep voice, the one who should come can't hide. Ever since Su An's legs were broken, Zhang Jiatao has rarely let Su An take action. Now that Su An is dead, if he can't take over Su An Zhang Jiatao will definitely not continue to support the Su family.

And without Zhang Jiatao's backing, the Su family would be a big piece of fat!

Welcoming Zhang Jiatao into the lobby, Su Hao and Zhang Jiatao had been courteous for a while, before Zhang Jiatao got to the point.

"Nephew, I don't know the inheritance of the Su family, how much have you learned?"

"Uncle Zhang, don't worry, my father once said that my nephew's practice has already entered the hall."

Su Hao replied with a light smile, although he has just practiced recently, his paper figurines were made by several generations of the Su family, and with the help of Fu Bo, a century-old ghost, his strength is not much worse than that of Su An back then. What is more is experience.

"Since that's the case, Uncle Wei can rest assured."

Zhang Jiatao said with a light smile, "This time, I came to visit my uncle, mainly because I want to ask my nephew for help."

Hearing Zhang Jiatao's words, Su Hao was not surprised at all. The Su family relied on Zhang Jiatao's influence to have their current family business. Now that Su An is dead, Zhang Jiatao naturally depends on whether Su Hao is qualified to take on Su An's responsibility. Otherwise, he wouldn't let Su Hao continue to take advantage of him for nothing.

"Uncle Zhang, please tell me, within my ability, my nephew will never shirk."

After thinking for a while, Su Hao chuckled lightly, although he wanted to take advantage of Zhang Jiatao's influence to keep the Su family's business, it doesn't mean that he had to face any danger.

The relationship between the Su family and Zhang Jiatao is a cooperative relationship, not a relationship between superiors and subordinates. The Su family wants to use Zhang Jiatao's name to gain a foothold in Yu County, while Zhang Jiatao uses the strength of the Su family to ensure the safety of the territory.

(End of this chapter)