Phew, man, you’re awesome!
Miraculous healing!
Lin Jingyu was pleased with himself, but he coughed lightly, "Alright, alright, as long as everyone is alright, Uncle Xu, the ground here is covered in blood, you need to clean it up."
Lao Xu nodded repeatedly: "Yes, yes, I'll go get a basin of water."
Lin Jingyu then clapped his hands: "Alright, everyone, go away. How can we do business if we're stuck here? Go away, go away."
Huang Zhongxiong and his wife were quickly taken to the store by Lao Xu's wife. There was nothing lively to see there, so people soon dispersed.
However, there were still many people who, although they had walked far away, were still looking at Su Chen in curiosity.
Lin Jingyu looked at Su Chen: "Brother, are you really okay?"
Su Chen glanced at him calmly: "Half of my life is gone, what do you think?"
"I can see that you've never been like this before," Lin Jingyu said, touching his chin, "I'm going to Uncle Xu's shop."
Ah Biao sighed: "Brother, please don't do acupuncture next time."
"Let's talk about it later," Su Chen returned the complete box of iron nails to him, "Iron nails are really hard to use. I'd rather make a pair of gold... no, silver needles. I can't afford gold needles now."
"With silver needles, acupuncture is much easier. At least I can pierce the acupuncture points without having to... Forget it, Brother Biao, you've been burning paper all day. Aren't you tired?"
Ah Biao scratched his head. "How tiring can burning paper be? I just hope Brother Awang can collect more, so that I can live comfortably in the netherworld... But brother, do you think there really is an underworld? Can the paper money really be spent after burning it? Can ghosts really be reincarnated? And, is there a Naihe Bridge and Mengpo?"
Su Chen: “…It’s a long story.”
"It's okay, it's okay. I believe in your ability, brother. Just keep it short."
Su Chen: “…”
Who told me to take a good rest?
What a sin!
When Lin Jingyu came back, he heard Su Chen whispering to A Biao about the world below.
"So not only do we need paper money, we also need to burn the house? Otherwise, we'll have no place to live?"
Su Chen nodded. "You can also burn paper carts and paper horses, otherwise you'll have to rely on floating. You can also burn paper people, who can act as servants. Oh, the master who made the paper people and paper carts has to be very skilled, and you have to be sincere when you burn them, otherwise the things you burn will probably be ruined halfway through, or become scrapped after one or two uses. Also, when you burn them, you have to clearly state who they are for, otherwise there's no shortage of wandering ghosts in this world who will snatch them away."
Lin Jingyu: “!!!”
"Really? Why didn't you tell me earlier, buddy?"
Ah Biao: "Then we burned it for a whole day, didn't it? Didn't Ah Wang receive it?"
The two of them wailed.
Su Chen looked at them strangely: "You just burn it without saying anything?"
Both of them: "Haha, haha~"
Lin Jingyu explained: "The main reason is that the older generation didn't remind us."
A Biao nodded repeatedly: "That's right."
Then another wave of relief followed: "Fortunately, this is only the first day. There are still two days to go. We must remember to burn it sincerely and chant Awang's name more often."
Lin Jingyu handed a brand new towel to Su Chen: "Brother, there is still sweat on your forehead, you should wipe it off."
"Thank you." Su Chen took it, wiped it, and asked him, "Have you seen the cemetery?"
"I took a look," he said, glancing around and lowering his voice, "I took Uncle Ye with me. Uncle Ye thought it was okay and decided to move the grave. But the matter of moving the grave..." Lin Jingyu scratched his head, looking annoyed. "Although Uncle Ye told us the location before, I haven't been there and I'm afraid I won't be able to find it. Can you come with me later?"
Su Chen put down the towel: "Uncle Ye's hometown is not far away, it only takes half a day by car, it should be no problem."
"That's fine, that's fine. I feel much more at ease with you around."
The two talked for a while and then left in a hurry. One said he would burn more paper money to make up for it, and the other said he would go find Lao Zhong to see if he could make some paper cars, paper houses, etc.
Su Chen shook his head slightly and continued to close his eyes to rest.
The sun gradually sets.
The sky was filled with rosy clouds. Su Chen, who had his eyes closed, suddenly felt a ray of light suddenly rush into his body, and the corners of his mouth rose.
This ray of merit was far greater than the previous two. If I was right, it was probably given to me for helping to resolve Uncle Ye's situation. After all, it was a hairy zombie. Although Uncle Ye was emotionally stable and wouldn't do anything in the short term, the zombie was full of evil energy. If it was affected by evil energy for a long time, its temper would gradually become violent. Once it exploded, so many people on Chunming Street might be harmed...
The laws of nature here are quite reasonable.
Thanks to the replenishment of this power of merit, Su Chen's body quickly recovered.
After he helped Lin Jingyu pack up his stall and was about to move the chairs and tables on his stall into the hardware store, Lao Xu's wife and Huang Zhongxiong arrived.
Lao Xu's wife held his hand and said gratefully, "Young man, today is so much thanks to you. If it weren't for you, our Jiaojiao... well, that child would have suffered."
Su Chen laughed dryly: "She lost a lot of blood this time, she needs to replenish her blood for a while."
Huang Zhongxiong nodded repeatedly: "Hey, hey, I get it. I'll go buy some ginseng and make chicken soup for her."
As he said this, he took out a bulging red envelope from his pocket.
"Master, if it weren't for you today, I wouldn't even know I was poisoned, and Jiaojiao might have been seriously ill. You are my lifesaver. I know you don't care about this little bit of money, but please accept it."
Seeing Su Chen take it, Huang Zhongxiong's face showed joy.
Previously, in my uncle's newly opened noodle shop, the man surnamed Lin came over specifically to remind them that the master had suffered a great loss in order to save Jiaojiao, and that he couldn't just give 20 yuan. He reminded them that they had to be generous, and he immediately said that he understood.
It's not that he was generous, but when they went to the hospital before, the doctor he found through his connections told him secretly that in Jiaojiao's case, the hospitalization cost at least one or two thousand yuan, and she couldn't be saved. The key was that it was still conservative treatment, and it was not certain whether she could recover. But now Jiaojiao is already well, he can't just give her 20 yuan, he can guarantee 500 yuan, which is a big profit.
This master is really capable and doesn't care about trivial matters. We hope to visit him more often in the future.
By the way, I have to go to my sister’s house tomorrow to thank her properly.
Thinking of this, Huang Zhongxiong caught a glimpse of the talisman on the table and was stunned: "By the way, Master, how much is this talisman? Can I buy one?"
"Amulet, 20 each."
As he was speaking, a figure rushed over quickly.
"Where is the stall? Where is it?" A figure rushed over, then quickly retreated and said to the talisman on the table, "Master, how much is this talisman?"
When he learned that the price was 20 yuan per ticket, he immediately said, "I'll take it all."
Huang Zhongxiong hurriedly pressed the amulet: "Hey, hey, do you understand what first come first served means?"
When he saw who it was, he was surprised: "Boss Zhang?"
Zhang Yugui didn't recognize Huang Zhongxiong and looked him up and down suspiciously: "Who are you?"
"I'm Huang Zhongxiong, and I work for the government. We had dinner together before. I was with Director Liu. Have you forgotten?"
"Director Liu? Oh, oh, oh, I remember now. Xiao Huang, I'm sorry, but could you please not snatch this talisman from me today? It's...useful."
Huang Zhongxiong smiled and nodded: "Boss Zhang, if you want it, I naturally don't dare to snatch it away. Please, please..."
He smiled awkwardly and withdrew his hand. Zhang Yugui counted the talismans and muttered, "Why are there only nine?"
When mentioning this, Su Chen felt a little guilty.
He had originally planned to draw more talismans at noon, but Aunt Chun had disturbed him, so he forgot about it.
Zhang Yugui took out the money and asked, "Master, can you draw a few more? I, I...it's really useful."
