Soul Ferry: My master is Uncle Jiu

Chapter 34 Wrong typo
  An Yan got up early in the morning, but Xia Dongqing hadn't come back yet.

Today's schedule is a bit full.

In the morning, I have to buy things to decorate the altar. In the afternoon, I have to go to the temple. When I come back in the evening, I have to decorate the altar to welcome the ancestor.

When he walked into the community yesterday, he found a place for elderly people to exercise downstairs. After leaving the house, he went straight there.

It was only early six o'clock. When An Yan arrived, he found that it was quiet. He was the only one who got up so early for morning exercise.

During the warm-up exercise, he directly started practicing Maoshan Bodybuilding Boxing and Yubu.

[Maoshan Bodybuilding Boxing Proficiency +6]

[Yu Bu Proficiency +5]

Sure enough, after entering the new stage, the requirements have increased and the proficiency has decreased.

If we want to break through the Shangqing Great Cave Scripture, it will take at least two months. An Yan sighed when he thought that it would still be two months.

He is completely unaware of the blessings despite being blessed. You must know that Uncle Jiu has been practicing for most of his life and is still in the introductory stage of the Shangqing Dadong Sutra. He has been stuck for an unknown amount of time before reaching the realm of proficiency.

If Uncle Jiu heard An Yan's words, he might be so angry that he would pick up the cane whip and whip him. Isn't this just to make people angry?

Gradually, there were more people nearby, mostly old people nearby. They were a little curious when they saw An Yan, a new face. It was rare to see young people getting up so early to exercise.

When the time came to eight o'clock, An Yan called it a day and left, heading to Youdu's famous flea market.

Since entering modern times, people have gradually stopped believing in ghosts and gods, and traditional incense and candle shops have become increasingly rare in big cities.

This is especially true for an international metropolis like Youdu, but it has also formed a very unique flea market.

He checked online last night and found that there were incense candles and yellow talisman paper available for purchase at the flea market.

Decorating the altar is actually not as complicated as imagined.

When he arrived at the flea market, An Yan went straight to the topic and went to a candle shop to buy joss sticks, yellow talisman paper, a small square table, and some odds and ends.

Mobile phone vibration
  Fairy Xiaoya: "Xiao Anzi, have you arrived in Youdu?"

An Yan saw the message and sent a reply: "Here we are, let's meet at Youdu Disneyland in the afternoon."

Fairy Xiaoya: "Xiao Anzi, can you change the time? I have something to do in the afternoon and I can't go there. How about in the evening?"

Can't come this afternoon?
  Woman, are you kidding me?
  An Yan raised his eyebrows. He felt somewhat disillusioned in his heart. He would never be so unlucky.

After thinking about it, he sent a message.

"If you have something to do, just get busy first."

Fairy Xiaoya: "I'm sorry~~"

The messages continued to come.

"I will definitely give you a big surprise tonight. I love you, okay!"

"Surprise? Just don't be frightened."

An Yan no longer has any expectations, but he is a person who likes to have a beginning and an end, so he will still go tonight.

If they are really a good family, he will naturally be happy, after all, they have been talking for so long.

If the immortal jumps, he will let the opponent know whether his fist is hard or not.

“Definitely a surprise!”

"See you at eight o'clock tonight."

Then he sent another address.

An Yan glanced at the address and put away her phone. Tonight was the time to reveal the answer.

Is it love luck or love disaster?

Near noon, An Yan returned home with a bunch of things in her arms.

Xia Dongqing's shoes were placed on the shoe rack at the door. He tried to be gentle with his movements so as not to wake up Dongqing.

The best location for the altar is against the wall, which means it has a backing, but it should not be close to the toilet, lest the filthy air will hit the ancestor.

Today happened to be the first day of the new year. After putting down his things, An Yan went to the nearby vegetable market to buy whole chicken, pork belly, fruit, wine, and tea.

In the future, he would have to rely on his ancestor to bless him, so naturally he wanted to be richer. He even bought three sticks of high-quality incense to express his sincerity.

After returning home, An Yan boiled chicken and pork belly. The head, feet and butt of the chicken must be preserved to ensure that the skin is intact and not broken.

The whole cooked pork belly is placed on a plate around the chicken, as well as plates with fruits and biscuits.

It's almost done.

Xia Dongqing, who smelled the aroma of chicken and pork, stretched out from bed and got up. When she came out, she saw a busy An Yan.

"Holly, did I disturb you?"

"No, sleep until you wake up naturally." Xia Dongqing said with a smile. When she saw the majesticly decorated altar, she asked with interest, "An Yan, is this the altar?"

"Ah."

I saw a square table covered with yellow cloth, with mahogany swords, three-purple bells and yellow talismans, clear water, and willow branches placed on one side. There was also a large plate containing chicken and pork in the middle, as well as fruits, biscuits, white wine, and tea.

This made Xia Dongqing swallow her saliva and joked: "It makes me want to eat it."

"Haha, after the ancestor has finished eating, we will also have a big meal tonight."

"Now wait until I invite the Patriarch back."

An Yan turned around and went back to his room, put on his Taoist robe and came out. When An Yan came out again, Xia Dongqing was stunned by the appearance of a yellow-robed Taoist priest.

There is a portrait of the ancestor on the wall.

An Yan first played with a peach wood sword, burned a yellow talisman, dipped a willow branch in water and sprinkled it with water to express bathing and purification. Then three pillars of incense thicker than your thumb were lit, and An Yan sang loudly: "Now An Yan, a disciple of Maoshan, wants to set up an altar at home to worship True Lord Sanmao. I hope that the ancestor will take care of his disciple."

I saw red candles burning on both sides of the altar, and three green smoke drifting from the three pillars of incense in the middle, fluttering up to the sky.

When it was done, An Yan breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that the three pillars of incense were not extinguished.

"Is this it?" Xia Dongqing asked doubtfully, but he said he didn't understand it at all.

You're right if you don't understand.

"Otherwise, what do you think, Dongqing, you should also bow down, it will be good for you." An Yan said meaningfully, after all, he still has Chi You's soul in his body.

"Oh!?" Xia Dongqing was shocked when he saw An Yan's eyes. He thought it was a matter of yin and yang eyes, so he hurriedly bowed.

"Master Patriarch, please bless me!"

Somewhere in a place filled with immortal energy, the three Maoshan ancestors gathered their immortal bodies for a while, almost vomiting blood.

"Who is this bastard and unfilial person? Let Chi You worship us?"

"Do you think we live too easy?"

"Ah Qiu!"

An Yan sneezed suddenly.

After paying homage, Xia Dongqing saw An Yan sneezing and wearing short sleeves, so she smiled and said, "The north is different from the south. In autumn, you have to keep warm, otherwise you will easily catch a cold."

"I'm not bragging, I'm in great shape." An Yan patted his chest and said without paying attention.

I don’t know if the Patriarch is okay, but he is indeed a disciple of Uncle Ninth, and he has inherited some things perfectly.

In the evening, An Yan fried chicken and meat and had a delicious meal with Xia Dongqing.

After eating, he went out and went to the place agreed with Xiaoya.

Arriving at the destination, An Yan came to a crossroads and saw a woman in hot clothes waiting. Why is it said to be a woman and not a girl? Please take a closer look.

An Yan frowned and did not go out immediately. He first took a photo and sent it.

"This is you?"

"You're here? Why didn't I see you?"

"Have you had many boyfriends?"

"Xiao Anzi, what are you talking about? Do you not like me anymore? Hey hey hey~~"

"You really make me nauseous!"

"Depend on!"

An Yan, whose dream was shattered, cursed, took a deep look at the woman, deleted Fetion and left, leaving the woman still looking around.

Why would he leave?

That woman was riddled with resentment and resentful babies. She had had countless abortions. This was even more disgusting than a fairy jumping. She was clearly looking for a successor.

If you marry such a woman, you will definitely be a cuckold.

Moreover, An Yan could tell that she was not going to die soon.

Normally, he would come to the rescue when encountering such a thing.

But this time, sorry, all he could say was that he deserved it.

Aren't those fetuses aborted by her even more pitiful? He entered reincarnation with full expectations, but his hope was cruelly cut off by his mother whom he had never met.

You will not live if you do your own thing!

Heaven is so good at reincarnation, who will God spare? People are doing it, and God is watching. There is a god three feet above your head.

An Yan came here in good spirits and returned in despair. He no longer believed in online dating. It was all a lie.

"Hey! Handsome guy, was that your girlfriend just now?"

"What are you doing? Did you have a fight?"

A cool feeling approached, An Yan's face darkened, he clenched his fists and turned around to look.

The scandal of being deceived in online dating must not be leaked out, not to mention that he is still a ghost, and he cannot accept being laughed at by a ghost.

Keep your innocence in this world!
  "Why are you clenching your fists? You don't want to hit someone, do you? Hitting someone is illegal!"

Wang Xiaoya's cute big eyes were full of anxiety, her mushroom-like hair was dancing as she jumped, and she opened her hands to stop An Yan who wanted to hit someone.

After turning around, An Yan saw Wang Xiaoya's behavior, and her expression suddenly became strange.

"Do you know it's you I'm going to hit?"

"what!?"

Wang Xiaoya was dumbfounded. Is it still too late to run away now?
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