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Chapter 319: The Gate Opens on July st
night.

The heavy rain that had been falling for a whole day suddenly stopped without any warning.

The dark clouds that had gathered in the sky suddenly dissipated in a short period of time, and the bright moonlight seemed to cover the earth with a layer of white frost.

"Wow, little brother, the moonlight is so beautiful tonight." Jiale stood at the door and looked at the sky with a smile.

Hong Chen chewed some peanuts and said, "You'd better not say such things to me."

"Why?"

"Because I'm afraid I might break your legs."

"Ah? This is another..."

"If you ask me one more question, I'll hit you too."

Jiale covered his mouth and looked at Jingjing beside him for comfort.

Jingjing of course ignored him and poured a glass of water for Hong Chen. She asked softly, "Junior brother, what are they busy with?"

A candle was lit in the room on the left side of the yard, and the swaying shadows on the window came from Uncle Jiu and Qiu Sheng who were busy.

Hong Chen took a glance and said, "Print money."

Jiale's eyes suddenly lit up and he ran to Hong Chen: "Money?"

"Yes." Hong Chen narrowed his eyes and smiled, "Why, do you want it?"

Jiale nodded frantically.

Jingjing was smarter. She frowned but didn't rush to speak.

"Are you sure you want it?"

"Of course, Junior Brother, who would not even want money?"

Hong Chen nodded slightly and then reached towards his room.

call out!
Tianwen flew over nimbly and Hong Chen drew his sword immediately.

Jiale was so frightened that he quickly stood up and took a few steps back, saying in shock: "Junior brother, what...what are you going to do?"

Hong Chen blinked: "Don't you want money?"

"Yeah, but what do you do with a sword?"

"Oh~ You misunderstood me. Seeing how eager you are for the money, of course I have to lend you a hand. But killing you with bare hands is too cruel. I would feel better if I use a sword."

Choking!

The sword was unsheathed, flashing a cold light.

Jiale’s face turned pale.

Jingjing chuckled: "Okay, little junior brother, stop teasing him. Is Uncle Jiu printing ghost money?"

"Well. Don't call me Uncle Jiu anymore. Although you haven't officially become my disciple yet, since Master has already agreed, you should change your name as soon as possible."

"Um... okay, I get it."

Hong Chen reached out and gently rubbed her head, saying, "Very good, you can't call me Junior Brother anymore."

Jingjing was stunned for a moment, and forgot to dodge, and asked: "Why?"

"Because if you join now, you will be my junior sister! You have to call me senior brother."

Jingjing came back to her senses, took two steps back, gave Hong Chen a reproachful look, and pouted, "I won't scream."

"Achen, come here!" Uncle Jiu's voice came.

Hong Chen handed the Tianwen Sword to Jingjing, stood up and walked towards the room on the left.

As you enter, you are greeted by a strong scent of ink mixed with an invigorating medicinal aroma.

"Master."

"Achen, come and see." Uncle Jiu pointed at the ink blocks and medicinal materials neatly arranged in front of him, explained the proportions of each, and asked Hong Chen to help grind the ink.

"Try to use as much force as possible when grinding, and the ink used at the end must be fine, and there must be no mistakes in the proportions, otherwise there will be trouble. This kind of thing happens once a year, and the subordinates take it very seriously. We can't take it lightly, and try our best to do all the details that can be mastered to the best of our ability."

"Okay, Master."

"Yes." Uncle Jiu nodded with satisfaction, paused and said, "You should stay with the master as much as possible this month, and I will teach you all the processes as much as possible. Later... Although the value of this job may not be that great for you, it is always good to accumulate more good karma."

"Thank you, Master. I will study hard."

Qiu Sheng, who was busy cleaning the engraving and preparing paper, was delighted when he heard this, "Master, if you hand this matter over to my junior brother from now on, I won't have to be so busy every time?" "Why, are you tired?" Uncle Jiu said expressionlessly.

"How can I not be tired? Look at all the woodblocks and paper here. After the printing is completed on July 15th, I have to measure and cut them one by one. It would be strange if I am not tired."

Hong Chen shook his head after hearing this. Although Senior Brother Qiu Sheng was sometimes very smart, he sometimes really had no vision.

Sure enough, the next second Qiu Sheng received a slap on the head from Uncle Jiu.

"You really should learn some literary skills while you work! Have you ever seen him talk as much nonsense as you do?" Uncle Jiu said unhappily.

Hong Chen: "Master, are you sure that Senior Brother Wencai is working?"

The room suddenly became quiet.

Then, the three of them heard a series of snoring sounds coming from the corner, sometimes louder and sometimes softer.

Uncle Jiu's face twitched wildly and he grabbed a bamboo stick from the door.

After a while, Wencai was chased away and the whole place was crying and howling like a ghost.

Grinding ink is not tiring for Hong Chen, but the process is a bit boring. However, watching the interaction between the master and the two senior brothers is no different from immersively rewatching a movie.

Time soon came to midnight.

Although there were no clocks, time could still be told by the stars.

Even if the astrology is not accurate, Hong Chen can still look at the weather.

Arrive at midnight.

A muffled thunder suddenly sounded in the starry night sky.

The thunder was like an alarm clock that suddenly rang. In an instant, Hong Chen saw that the Yin energy that was slowly rising underground suddenly became rapid and fierce, like a column of water that couldn't wait to rush out during a flood.

There are twelve months in a year, the end of June 29th and the beginning of July 1st is the middle of the year.

The yang energy of the human world and the yin energy of the underworld have accumulated too much during the spring and summer.

Although the human world is yang and the underworld is yin, this does not mean that they can be allowed to continue accumulating and become extreme yin or extreme yang.

Because everything has its limits, extreme yang will turn into yin, and extreme yin will turn into yang.

This is absolutely unacceptable both in the human world and in the underworld.

Therefore, on the first day of July every year, the gates of the earth open wide, allowing the yin energy of the underworld and the yang energy of the human world to exchange and cancel each other out, thus maintaining the yin and yang balance of the two worlds.

The seventh month of the lunar calendar is also the first month of autumn, including the Beginning of Autumn and the End of Heat in the 24 solar terms.

There is no need to say much about the Beginning of Autumn. The End of Heat is the last of the three hot summers, which means the hot weather is coming to an end. After that, the weather will get cooler and cooler until winter.

Therefore, there is an old saying that goes "When the July festival comes, the nights are cold and the days are hot."

Nature is the Tao.

A group of people stood at the door, watching the stars in the night sky gradually disappear, and the temperature began to drop intuitively.

Wencai hugged his arms and rubbed them, then asked, "Master, will there be many ghosts appearing next?"

"That's right. But it's only the first day of July now, so don't be too quick to get scared. Wait until the fifteenth day of July, when ghosts will start to run rampant."

Hearing this, Jingjing couldn't help but feel a little scared. She lowered her head and took a step gently towards Hong Chen.

Ghosts are different from zombies, and she has seen zombies but not ghosts.

Uncle Jiu noticed Jingjing's abnormality, his eyes moved, and he said slowly: "Ghost means return. In the past, people called the dead 'returnees', which means that leaves fall and return to their roots, and people die and return to the earth. Later, they gradually called it ghosts. In other words, ghosts were once people. Although they have lost some of the things they had as humans, the Yin and Yang worlds have their own laws. As long as you don't go to sparsely populated areas recently and don't go out casually after dark, there will be no problem."

Hong Chen nodded and said, "In fact, ghosts are not scary. If you are a good person, ghosts will not dare to touch you at will, unless they don't want to reincarnate and be a lonely ghost for the rest of their lives. Even so, it would be best if they could escape the pursuit of ghosts. In comparison, I still think people are scarier, because people don't care whether you are good or bad. In fact, the better you are, the more likely others are to bully you."

Hearing this, everyone nodded in agreement.

Uncle Jiu probably thought that Hong Chen said this because his heart was lost by the bandits, and he couldn't help but touch his head with heartache.

Early the next morning.

Uncle Jiu sat cross-legged in front of the ancestor's tablet, and Hong Chen summoned the Yin and Yang dragons.

In less than half a quarter of an hour, Uncle Jiu had mastered the Golden Light Spell.

At the same time, his cultivation, which had been stagnant due to the influence of the two evildoers, finally improved.

Hong Chen also breathed a sigh of relief.

There are too few main quests in this world. He has only received two so far. If Uncle Jiu doesn't make any breakthroughs, he will really be in trouble.

(End of this chapter)