fairy family

Chapter 57: Kindness and the Legacy of the Yin People
After laughing, Fang Mulian looked at Zheng Lao's dark face in the frying pan. His expression gradually became numb and he looked around with some fear.

The boy's lips were trembling and he looked around in a daze. Cold sweat suddenly broke out on his forehead, making him want to drop everything and run back home quickly.

But today, between the great sorrow and joy, Fang Mulian's mood is very different from before.

Moreover, he had killed someone, a master of alchemy at that, so he couldn't go home and implicate his mother.

Suddenly, Zheng Laohei in the frying pan called out with his last bit of strength:

"My disciple, please spare my life... I am willing to teach you everything I know, please spare my life, wuwuwu."

This beast cried bitterly.

Hearing Zheng Laohei's begging for mercy, Fang Mulian's spirit recovered and her eyes lit up.

However, he did not speak to Zheng Laohei. Instead, he buried his head and quickly fried Zheng Laohei's Yin Spirit in the wok.

The beast's soul was left with only one breath left and was on the verge of dementia.

Fang Mulian took out a ghost jar and sealed Zheng Laohei in it.

At this moment, Zheng Laohei, or Zheng Laogui, after entering the jar, sometimes laughed quietly and sometimes cried loudly. He even couldn't recognize Fang Mulian as his murderous enemy.

Fang Mulian took it and walked towards the front hall of the ghost shop.

He placed Zheng Laohei on the counter, closed the ghost shop neatly, and sealed every door panel.

Meanwhile, the two lantern monsters saw him close the door ahead of time and immediately shouted loudly, complaining: "Close the door, close the door!"

"Boss, this guy closed the shop early."

Upon hearing this, Fang Mulian's face showed hatred again, and he instantly remembered that these two dead guys had bullied him in the past five years.

Whenever his mother came over, these two lantern monsters were also sarcastic and even ridiculed his mother as a "prostitute".

What made Fang Mulian even more secretly resentful was that he only now realized that the ridiculing words of the two lantern monsters actually had a hidden meaning.

With a snap, Fang Mulian immediately took the two lantern monsters down from the eaves outside the store and threw them hard to the ground.

"Rebellion, rebellion."

The two lantern monsters shouted loudly.

They didn't look panicked, but smiled happily, like children who thought it was fun:
"You're dead, dead! Boss, come quickly."

Puff! Fang Mulian was not afraid at all when she heard that. She raised her foot and stepped on them, crushing the two bastards and making holes in them.

The two lantern monsters panicked and screamed in fear:

"Boss, help me! Boss, help me!"

"Zheng Heizi, help me!"

Hee hee hee!
At this moment, Zheng Laohei's bitter laugh came from the jar on the counter, and the other party also cried out: "Save me, save me."

The two lantern monsters were stunned for a moment, then burst into tears:
"It's over!", "The boss is dead, just like us."

Their shriveled bodies rolled over, and they actually grew small hands and feet. They stuck out their red tongues with words on them, one of which read "Good luck to the guest" and the other "Safe travels". They wrapped their tongues around Fang Mulian's hands and feet, trying to trap her.

But Fang Mulian exerted force with both hands, and the ghost energy in her body surged. With a ripping sound, she tore off their tongues, and then stepped forward again and crushed the two ghosts into pieces.

They were completely turned into a pile of broken wood and rotten paper, and could only lie on the ground sighing and chirping softly.

The crazy and weak Zheng Laohei Yin spirit heard the noise outside in the ghost jar and continued to laugh and cry: "Fun, fun... Woo, I'm so miserable!"

Fang Mulian crushed the two lantern monsters, but was not in a hurry to take them out and burn them. Instead, she planned to use them to burn Zheng Laohei's Yin Spirit later.

This kind of "firewood" which contains ghosts itself burns extremely vigorously and is the best fuel for refining ghosts and gods. In the past, Fang Mulian did not dare to use too much of it.

Immediately, Fang Mulian began to rummage through the drawers and cabinets in the front hall, searching for something with anticipation and excitement.

The front hall is where Zheng Laohei prepares fried dough sticks. All fried ghosts and gods will go through the next process here before being sold to the market.

At this moment, Fang Mulian wanted to find clues about the other party's preparation of fried dough sticks, refining notes, etc., and think about it on her own here, and try to use Zheng Laohei's Yin Spirit to perform a real refining.

If he succeeds, he will have fulfilled his lifelong wish and become a true alchemist!
The clanging sound continued.

To Fang Mulian's disappointment, he only found a pile of accounts, many lists of medicinal and ghost materials, inferior erotic novels, and even a bunch of Mr. Horn's equipment under the counter, on the bookcases and medicine shelves in the front hall.

He looked through several of the books, but couldn't find the interleaf.

Suddenly, Fang Mulian leaned dejectedly against the medicine shelf and slumped in front of the counter.

He was disappointed for a while, then he picked up Zheng Laohei's ghost jar, with murderous intent in his eyes, intending to get rid of this beast completely.

But suddenly.

Zheng Laohei's Yin spirit may have sensed the murderous intention, and his Yin spirit actually sobered up a little, shouting anxiously: "Don't kill, don't kill! There are treasures under the stage."

Fang Mulian was stunned, and immediately put the jar aside and overturned the counter.

He first felt around for a long time on the floor tiles under the counter, and even took great pains to remove a few bricks, but to no avail.

The floor on which the counter is placed is solid, and there is no cellar or secret compartment.

"When a man is about to die, his words are good." Fang Mulian said to herself:
"The book says that after a person becomes a ghost, they can't keep secrets. After being dealt with by others, many immortals would rather perish together with their loved ones than to be searched and their entire family members interrogated..."

Zheng Laohei is already a dead soul, and Fang Mulian has taken good care of him, so what he said should be true.

Suddenly, Fang Mulian looked at the counter, and with an idea in mind, she immediately went forward and knocked on the solid wood counter, looking for the mechanism.

Fang Mulian was stunned for a moment. He stood up, took out an axe from the backyard, and started chopping the counter with a clanging sound.

The crackling sound rang out rhythmically in the store. Zheng Laohei's Yin spirit heard it and groaned miserably:
"Woo woo woo! It's made of rosewood, it's expensive, don't smash it, don't smash it."

The huge solid wood counter was split into pieces by Fang Mulian using brute force.

He searched inside and indeed found a layer of material and a bunch of broken mechanisms in a wooden board that was only about the thickness of a finger.

The mezzanine contained the real accounts of the ghost shop, as well as Zheng Laohei's spiritual practice notes. The handwriting on the notes was as sloppy as if it had been scratched by a chicken, and it briefly or in detail described some things that happened during the spiritual practice.

In addition, mixed with the notes was a piece of silk book which was neither cotton nor silk. It looked a bit like human skin or sheepskin. It felt cool to the touch, like ice, and could absorb human heat.

Fang Mulian's face was excited. He opened his eyes wide and first spread out Zheng Laohei's cultivation notes and read them carefully.

Although the Alchemy Notes is not a book passed down by the Alchemist, it is a book in which the Alchemist records every experience worth recording in order to improve his skills, and serves as a means of reflection and contemplation.

Almost all the cultivators in the world have such a booklet with them.

In addition to recording the process of refining the mind, it also records many strange stories, rare medicinal materials, etc.

The same is true of Zheng Laohei's notebook.

Fang Mulian quickly figured out from the lines what the second step of refining the mind was after frying the ghosts and gods.

In the dim haunted shop, he leaned against the wall, his eyes suddenly clearing up and he was in disbelief.

"It's actually so simple?"

Fang Mulian's face was twisted as if she was crying and laughing at the same time. She tried to endure it, but finally she burst into tears again, holding her notes.

At this moment, he suddenly knew the method of refining water and fire, and that after frying the ghost, he could use wine, vinegar, sugar and other things to marinate and roast the fried ghost to repair its ghost body. If he did this repeatedly, he would be able to completely eliminate the ghost's evil thoughts and erase its consciousness.

After understanding this, Fang Mulian no longer needed to look at the notes. He thought that he only needed to prepare the medicine for soaking ghosts according to the above ingredients, and then he could start on his own.

"Master, you have kept it from me so badly. This is so simple..."

After crying for a while, Fang Mulian's eyes suddenly became dazed again. He suddenly opened his notebook and stared at the wine, vinegar, sugar and other decoctions on it.

At this moment, he suddenly recalled that when Yu Que was still in the store, he and he had complained about Zheng Laohei together.

And in Yu Que's complaints, there was suspicion, or even sneer, inside and out. The last step of refining that Zheng Laohei concealed might be nothing at all.

In particular, before leaving, Yu Que gave Fang Mulian some meaningful instructions, telling him that in addition to using the urns to pretend to be ghosts, he could occasionally use wine jars, sugar jars and other things in the store to pretend to be ghosts and gods. There were so many of these things in the store anyway, it would be a waste not to use them.

At first, Fang Mulian just thought that Yu Que was just sour grapes because he couldn't eat them, and was hinting that he could secretly sell the ghost jars, sugar wine and other items in the store to line his own pockets.

Now Fang Mulian thought about it carefully and suddenly understood.

Yu Que's words were obviously hinting to him that the next step after the fire method of refining is the water method, which is not difficult. He can try using wine, vinegar and sugar as medicine!

In a haunted shop.

Fang Mulian tightly grasped Zheng Laohei's refining notes, with mixed feelings.

He did not hate Yu Que for not pointing it out directly at the beginning, but hated himself for being so stupid that he did not even understand so many hints and reminders.

However, Fang Mulian thought about it for a while, then suddenly closed his eyes and relaxed his body.

Even if he understood what was said and comprehended the last step of cultivation ahead of time, what would be the use?

He had worked in the store for four or five years and was already exhausted. Even if he quit three or four months in advance, it would be of no use.

In desperation, Fang Mulian spread out the other piece of silk book, intending to see what rare things were written on it.

"what!"

As a result, after seeing this, his eyes suddenly burst into light, his eyes became bright, and a little life appeared.

As Fang Mulian read through the contents of the silk book, her face showed confusion and hesitation, with a hint of ferocity.

There were twisted blood-colored words written on the silk book, which made people dizzy at a glance.

What is recorded above is not the magic of immortals, but a ghostly secret technique that is full of spooky spirit, which is suspected to come from witches and ghosts outside the city.

This technique is called "Zou Yin" and it is not a method to restrain household gods or to refine ghosts and gods, but a method to refine living people.

Fang Mulian's lips trembled as she muttered the above content:
"People who are in touch with the Yin go out when it's Yin and leave when it's Yang. Their bodies are Yang, but their souls are Yin... They search all over the ghost world and sell vitality. They are called 'ghost messengers and Yin people'."

According to the introduction in the silk book, practicing this method can enable people to carry ghosts and trade in ghosts, appear as human-ghosts, walk in the mountains and fields, communicate with ghosts and evil spirits in the wild, and communicate with them... and people who do this are called "living ghost messengers" or "walking ghosts."

One benefit of doing the shady business is that you can buy the "life" of other people to keep yourself alive!

Fang Mulian thought of something and quickly looked through the alchemy notes. She soon determined that Zheng Laohei had found this technique in order to be prepared for any eventuality and use this method to prolong his life.

In an instant, Fang Mulian held the silk book, and a look of joy appeared on her face.

He turned his head sharply to look at Zheng Laohei's Yin spirit, and his eyes suddenly revealed greed, covetousness, and cruelty...

At the same time, on the other side.

When Yu Que and his companions drove into the wilderness, the third level of ghost test they faced happened to be related to walking in the underworld.

(End of this chapter)