The Bloody Taoist

the next morning

At this time, Zuo Yinyang was standing in the lobby of the inn. A thin old tailor was holding a measuring tape to measure the size of his clothes. This was Tailor Liu from the cloth shop in the next street.

Zuo Yinyang is now extremely obese and cannot fit into normal-sized clothes. He is still wearing clothes made of old linen sheets.

He didn't want to attract any strange attention when he went out, so he asked Su Li to invite a tailor to his home to make some clothes for him.

After Tailor Liu finished measuring, he used the knife he carried to carve a few symbols on a piece of wood that only a tailor could understand, and then recorded the dimensions.

"Shopkeeper Zuo, I've finished measuring. I'm afraid your figure will need enough material for four people."

"It doesn't matter, I just need to wear linen clothes. The key is to be quick," Zuo Yinyang replied

"As long as the linen clothes are easy to handle and your father and I have met several times, I will ask the clothesmaker to start sewing them when I get back and they will be delivered later tomorrow." Tailor Liu nodded and agreed.

Zuo Yinyang continued: "In addition, please prepare some more white linen cloth. I want to set up a simple mourning hall for the deceased in my family. How much money do you think it will cost?"

Tailor Liu cupped his hands and replied: "Taking it all together, it is estimated that about six taels of silver will be enough. Shopkeeper Zuo can pay a certain amount of one tael in advance. I will send someone to deliver the clothes, linen and bills to your house early tomorrow morning."

"Then I'll bother Tailor Liu." Zuo Yinyang casually tightened his worn clothes tightly.

"Shopkeeper Zuo, I'll take my leave now, Old Liu. By the way, I'd like to express my condolences!"

"Thank you for your trouble. Su Li comes here with the deposit and sends it to Tailor Liu." Zuo Yinyang returned the gift while asking Su Li to see the guest off.

Tailor Liu accepted the deposit and left the inn.

"Shopkeeper Zuo, stay here."

"Slow down and don't send me away"

Zuo Yinyang saw Tailor Liu off at the door, and was about to turn around and enter the house when he suddenly caught a glimpse of the rouge shop diagonally opposite, where a beautiful young woman covered in silk and satin was looking at him with a smile.

Just as Zuo Yin Yang was about to bow and salute, the beautiful woman had already turned around and entered the shop, as if she did not intend to get acquainted with him.

Seeing this scene, he didn't care, he just went back to the inn with a smile and closed the door again.

In the next two days, the master and servant of the Zuo family cleaned up the inn inside and out, threw away the debris, and arranged the seats and furniture.

After half a year, Shifang Inn has taken on a new look again.

In front of the mourning hall.

At this time, Zuo Yinyang was chatting with several guests who came to express their condolences. These were all former neighbors.

In fact, it was mainly Su Li who was greeting them. Zuo Yinyang didn't recognize most of them. When Su Li reminded him, he secretly took note of them.

In the past few days, news has spread among the nearby neighbors that there are still survivors of the Zuo family who were persecuted by demons. The Zuo family's son is still alive and has been rescued.

Although the child has now lost his memory and his body has become fat and weird, he survived the catastrophe after all. It is said that due to the arrest of the government official, even the title deed to the Shifang Inn was returned.

"My child, don't get up now. Don't be too sad. If you can come back alive, your parents' souls will rest in peace in heaven." Shopkeeper Fang of Mi Noodle Shop comforted him in a low voice, and then took out a small baby from his arms. The kit was stuffed into Zuo Yinyang's hand,

"Your father and I have been friends for many years. You can keep this money first. If you have any difficulties in the future, you can come to see your Uncle Fang."

Zuo Yinyang quickly declined: "I don't need the money. Uncle, I'd like to trouble you to keep thinking of you. The Zuo family will keep it in mind."

"Don't refuse anymore. These are my thoughts. With your family's current situation, there will be plenty of room for money in the future."

The two negotiated for a while, but Zuo Yinyang saw that the other party insisted, so he could only accept the money, and then shopkeeper Fang left the inn.

In the past two days, Zuo Yinyang received guests who came to his door. Through their reactions and words, he could roughly distinguish which ones were old friends of the Zuo family, which ones were just business contacts, and which ones were just ordinary friends. He also became more familiar with the relationship network of his predecessor.

At ten o'clock in the afternoon, Su Li's voice came: "Master, the king is here."

At the door, Wang Captou was seen striding into the inn in official uniform. He put down the sword on his waist, came to the mourning hall, burned a dozen paper money, and then bowed again.

Zuo Yin Yang, as a family member of the deceased, returned the prayer and thanked him.

After Wang Baotou finished his salute, he lowered himself to Zuo Yinyang who was kneeling next to him, took his hand, and said with a sad face: "Brother Zuo, I would like to express my condolences by the way."

Zuo Yinyang replied: "Thank you, Brother Wang, for taking the time from your busy schedule to come to express condolences. I would also like to trouble you to make the trip in person."

"If anything, I should have come earlier," Wang Captou raised his voice and said, "Brother Zuo, you've been fine at the inn these days. No young people have come to trouble you."

"With the reputation of Brother Wang, no one dares to come and disturb you." Zuo Yinyang said with cupped hands:

"That's good. I specifically told the local government officials nearby that if I have any difficulties, please ask them for help." Wang Captou patted his chest, then he stepped forward and whispered into Zuo Yinyang's ear: "We will meet tonight There are monks from Yunwu Sect coming, Elder Qiu asked me to tell you in advance so that you can wait at home at night."

Zuo Yinyang nodded calmly.

Wang Captou stood up, clasped his fists and said, "Then I won't bother you. I will come to congratulate Brother Zuo after he reaches the sky in one step!"

After that, he quickly left the inn.

After Zuo Yinyang got up to see off the guests, after a while, no one came. He headed towards the door and ordered: "Su Li, go and call Qifeng over. I have something to say."

After hearing this, Su Li went to the backyard and led Qifeng, who was guarding the kitchen, to the front hall.

Seeing the two people coming, Zuo Yinyang stepped forward and closed the door, turned around and said to the two of them: "Tonight, I will leave the inn for a while. You two, please stay at home and don't move around while I am gone.

In addition, please remember, if there is any crisis during this period, you can go to Wang Captou. If there is any urgent danger, you can ask for help from the rouge shop opposite. Do you understand? "

"As you command, Master"

"I understand, Qifeng understands"

Seeing Zuo Yinyang's serious face, the two quickly nodded in agreement.

"Master, how long will you be leaving for?" Su Li was a little flustered, with a cry in his voice.

Now he heard that the young master was leaving again, leaving him and Qifeng alone in the inn. As a child under ten years old, he was very scared.

Zuo Yinyang reached out and touched his head, and comforted him in a gentle tone:

"Don't worry, but I should be back in a few days."

After all, bait must be thrown into the water to catch fish!

After Su Li heard this, he breathed a sigh of relief: "That's good, young master, then I'll prepare some dry food for you."

Zuo Yinyang smiled: "There is no need for dry food. It is already noon, let's eat first."

"Eat, it's time to eat!" Qifeng on the side clapped his hands happily

Su Li was speechless when he saw this, and felt that it was unreliable to be with Qifeng. He hoped in his heart that the young master would come back soon.

Time soon came to night. After Zuo Yinyang arranged everything, he asked the two servants to go back to the courtyard to rest, while he waited in the hall alone.

At this time, he was holding a volume of account books at home, reading with gusto by the light of the candle.

There is a cup of herbal tea and a plate of side dishes on the table. It seems that they have been waiting for a long time.

Suddenly, a rustling sound fell into Zuo Yinyang's ears from outside the door. He quickly gathered his mind and carefully identified it. The sound was soft, as if someone was sweeping the floor one by one, coming to the door of the inn from far to near.

Knock, knock, knock on the door.

"Is Zuo Yinyang here?" A hoarse voice came into the room.

Zuo Yinyang stood up to answer and stepped forward to open the door.

He saw a thin old man in black looking at him with a smile at the door.

Behind him, on the deserted Qingshui Street, there were four figures carrying a single sedan. The breeze blew the clouds, and the moonlight filtered through the clouds.

These four figures turned out to be four light paper figures.