Soul Ferry: My master is Uncle Jiu

Chapter 8 The room is empty
  Early in the morning, Renjia Town became lively.

"Uncle Jiu, look at the fish. We just caught it today. It's very fresh."

"Uncle Jiu, look at the fruit"

Along the way, An Yan finally saw Uncle Jiu's status in the hearts of the people in Renjia Town.

In this world full of gods and ghosts, Uncle Jiu, who is powerful and has a sense of justice, is undoubtedly the great savior in the eyes of these people.

Moreover, in modern times, there are still many people who believe that to do important things, you need to find a master to determine auspicious days, and to pay attention to Feng Shui in your house.

What's more, people in this period are always inseparable from praying to God and worshiping Buddha, whether it's a cold or a fever, a wedding, a death, or a funeral.

Uncle Jiu did not put up any airs and responded with a smile.

Finally, someone discovered the new face of An Yan.

"Uncle Jiu, is this handsome boy your new apprentice?"

"His name is An Yan, my new registered disciple."

Suddenly, people's attitude towards An Yan became warm.

An Yan was a little overwhelmed. This was the first time he had received such star treatment.

Seeing An Yan's stiff smile, Qiu Sheng winked and laughed: "Haha, you just get used to it."

Obviously, Qiu Sheng had expected this situation.

An Yan rolled his eyes.

Next, he adjusted his mentality and treated it with a normal heart, and he quickly got used to the life of becoming a disciple of a celebrity.

The three of them arrived at a teahouse amidst the sound of Uncle Jiu's voice from time to time.

In the morning teahouse, the aroma of dim sum, chicken feet and other food was overflowing. In the center, there was an old man telling a story, and there were cheers from time to time.

Qiu Sheng looked at the shrewd and cunning little old man and asked in a low voice: "Master, is it him?"

"Not sure, the big dog hasn't come yet?" Uncle Jiu shook his head uncertainly.

"I didn't see Big Dog Li." An Yan looked around and shook his head.

At this time, the waiter noticed Uncle Jiu and the other three at the door. He rolled his eyes and hurriedly ran to find the shopkeeper.

Then the shopkeeper hurried over, with a false smile on his face: "Uncle Jiu, I wonder why you come to the shop?"

If it were an ordinary person, the shopkeeper would have kicked them out long ago.

If people see Uncle Jiu here and not eating, some rumors may arise.

It's just that everyone in Renjia Town knows that Uncle Jiu is a capable person, and they don't dare to offend such a strange person too much.

"No, I just stopped by to take a look."

"An Yan, Qiu Sheng, let's go."

Uncle Jiu also knew that standing at the door like this would affect other people's business, so he led the two of them to stand aside.

After hearing this, the shopkeeper relaxed and left.

"Uncle Ninth! Uncle Ninth!"

"Sorry, I'm late."

Li Dagou arrived late.

Qiu Sheng said unceremoniously: "Well, you big dog Li, you have kept us waiting for so long."

Li Dagou said with a crying face: "Isn't this why I have to deal with Ergou's death? I'm really sorry, Uncle Jiu."

Uncle Jiu glared at Qiu Sheng, waved his hand and said, "It's okay. Come and identify the storyteller. Is it the one you saw before?"

"Uncle Jiu, if that storyteller is really responsible, you must avenge Ergou." Li Dagou said angrily, shaking his fist.

"If the other party really uses evil methods to cause trouble, I will take action."

After getting Uncle Jiu's answer, Li Dagou looked inside and shook his head in disappointment.

"Not the storyteller that day, the young man that day."

"He must have run away because he was afraid of trouble!" Qiu Sheng said after hearing this.

An Yan thought for a moment and suggested, "Master, how about we ask the shopkeeper."

"Maybe the shopkeeper knows where the storyteller lives."

"Walk."

Uncle Jiu nodded, and the group walked into the teahouse and found the shopkeeper.

"Oh, you mean that young man, right?"

"He is a very nice person. Not only does he need a lot of money, but he also speaks very well in books."

"It's a pity that I couldn't come yesterday, so I found a new one."

"Uncle Jiu, what happened?"

Everyone is curious, especially about the sacred, and so is the shopkeeper, with a hint of excitement and exploration on his face.

"There's just a murder case involving him, so we want to ask." Uncle Jiu said vaguely.

"Shopkeeper, if you want to know something, it's best to tell us. Those crooked people like rich people the most." An Yan added on the side.

"Perhaps he came to you to tell stories just to check in advance." Qiu Sheng continued. The two of them sang in harmony, making the shopkeeper suddenly nervous.

"I just said, how can someone not like money."

"Uncle Jiu, he lives at the end of the alley in West Lane. You must investigate clearly!"

The shopkeeper immediately turned his face and sold it directly without mentioning the other party's benefits.

After leaving the restaurant.

The four of them came to the end of the alley in the West Alley, found the landlord, and asked him to open the locked door.

As soon as I entered, a cold air hit my face. It was dark inside and the windows were covered with black cloth.

"Hiss! Why is it so cold in here?"

Li Dagou shivered and got goosebumps when he was blown by the cold wind.

An Yan, who had already started practicing martial arts, had strong energy and blood, and was not afraid of the cold energy at all.

"What a heavy yin energy!"

Uncle Jiu frowned.

The landlord was frightened and said hurriedly: "Uncle Jiu, is there anything dirty here?"

An Yan looked around, and the light coming from the door made it clear what was inside at a glance.

On a square table, there were items left behind after the practice, exuding a fishy smell.

"It's not that there's a ghost, it's someone who's causing trouble here."

Uncle Jiu strode in and saw the items on the square table with a chill on his face.

"Corpse Oil, Human Skulls"

"It is indeed an evil cultivator."

"Master, it seems that the storyteller has run away."

Following An Yan's line of sight, everything else in the room was neatly tidied, Uncle Jiu said unwillingly.

"He can run fast."

"Uncle Jiu, what about my house?"

The landlord is full of worries. If there is really a ghost, can he still rent out the house?
  "An Yan, Qiu Sheng, go and pull down the black cloth on the window."

The two nodded and pulled off the black cloth. The hot sunlight shone in, instantly dispelling the coldness in the room.

Li Dagou finally felt more comfortable.

Uncle Jiu said: "Don't worry, you will burn some mugwort in the house for the next three days to smoke it, and don't let anyone live in it for now."

"It will be fine after three days when the Yin Qi dissipates."

"And you go back and take a bath with water boiled with grapefruit leaves to get rid of the coldness on your body."

"Thank you Uncle Jiu, thank you Uncle Jiu."

The landlord and Li Dagou said quickly.

"Master, do we have anything else to do now?"

After the storyteller's story came to an end, Qiu Sheng asked with a playful smile.

"Okay, go and help your aunt." Uncle Jiu knew what this brat was thinking at a glance and waved his hand.

"Master, An Yan, I'm leaving."

Qiu Sheng ran away in a flash.

Uncle Jiu shook his head and looked at An Yan, feeling more comforted. Let's observe for a while.

"Go back, An Yan, and I'll teach you how to make the yellow talisman."

Return to Yizhuang.

Uncle Jiu first took An Yan to take a bath and change clothes, and then offered fresh incense in front of the ancestor.

"When you draw a talisman for the first time, these steps are essential."

"When you get started with drawing talismans, it won't be so complicated."

Uncle Jiu explained everything one by one, and An Yan nodded frequently, like a student who was listening carefully.

"Also, when drawing the talisman, pay attention to finishing it in one go, and writing with spirit."

"Now that you have mana, try to use it to concentrate on the tip of your pen."

"Whenever you successfully draw the most basic evil-repelling talisman, you will be considered a beginner."

After some teachings from Uncle Jiu, An Yan put pen to paper and flourished.

The first one failed.

But An Yan smiled. He was a caring man.

[Character proficiency +1]

(End of this chapter)