After I stopped being a lady from a rich family, I fought all over the capital

Chapter 44: Little Taoist Priest, Please Hold Me Hands~

In the funeral shop.

Song Lan personally carved his own name on the spirit tablet.

Pei Yuanshi stood aside, looking surprised: "Miss Song, what are you doing?"

Who would offer a spirit tablet to himself while he is still alive?

"A spiritual seat."

Song Lan took the gold powder, mixed it with cinnabar, picked up the brush, dipped it in water, and re-wrote the words "Song Lan's Spiritual Tablet".

As the last stroke was made, a golden light flashed across the words "Song Lan's Spiritual Tablet" and then disappeared in an instant.

Pei Yuanshi widened his eyes in even greater surprise.

This spirit tablet actually contains a trace of soul consciousness!
It is the kind that can be worshipped as a guardian deity of the family.

Song Lan casually threw the tablet to Liu Wu: "Take it."

"I promised a ghost something, so I can't break my promise."

"Especially handsome servants, at least eight of them, and it would be best if they were all dressed differently every day, and in different clothes."

Song Lan chuckled a few times: "I like the kind of waist that is soft and strong, just like the dance in the tile, the dance of spinning around in circles."

She gestured a few times, very excited.

Liu Wu immediately promised: "Don't worry! I will definitely do it for you."

As he spoke, he also asked what flowers, fruits, and fragrances Song Lan liked.

It seems that they really treat the matter of worshipping "Song Lan" as a serious matter.

"Flowers. I want peonies."

"I heard that recently in the capital, there is a very good gardener who has cultivated a green peony called Lan Fang Hua, which is worth a fortune."

"Then worship that."

“It’s green. It looks nice.”

When Liu Wu heard that it was worth a fortune, he felt a little pain in his heart, but he agreed without much hesitation.

"For fresh fruit, let's put oranges and peaches."

“I love these two.”

"Let's add some braised pork elbow. I think it tastes good just by listening to you talking about it."

Liu Wu carefully wrote it down in his little notebook.

He chuckled and said, "That's right! My mother's braised pork elbow is the best in the world!"

"If you have eaten it, my lady ghost, you will surely want to eat it again after the first time."

"When the time comes, I'll ask my mother to make it for you every day!"

Song Lan nodded, very satisfied.

Pei Yuanshi was listening to what the two people were saying and became more and more skeptical about his life.

He finally couldn't help but ask, "Miss Song, is this tablet of yours for Liu Langjun to worship you...yourself?"

"Yup!"

Song Lan admitted it frankly without hiding anything.

"You you you, he he he..." Pei Yuanshi was so shocked that he couldn't even speak.

After a while, he regained his voice and said, "If the person is still alive, we should buy a longevity tablet and place it in a Taoist temple or a Buddhist temple, and ask people to chant sutras and pray for blessings every day."

"If you are like this, even if living people offer sacrifices to your spirit tablet, even if you burn three sticks of incense every day, you won't receive any incense offerings."

"On the contrary, it will shorten your lifespan..."

Pei Yuanshi couldn't figure it out. Song Lan didn't look like an amateur and should have some knowledge of Taoism.

How could one do something so thankless and detrimental to one's destiny?

"Oh~" Song Lan didn't care much: "I don't have such a thing as longevity anyway."

She stated a fact in a calm tone.

"How can a living person not have a long life span?"

Pei Yuanshi felt that Song Lan must be joking with him.

"Because I'm an evil ghost."

Song Lan's lips curled slightly: "Young Taoist priest, since you know the art of face reading, didn't you see it?"

"This..." Upon hearing this, Pei Yuanshi looked at Song Lan seriously again.

It turned out that he couldn't see through Song Lan's fate at all.

It's strange, because it wasn't like this when he saw it before.

Song Lan snorted and laughed twice, and his voice was close to people's ears: "Little Taoist priest, you are not very good at learning~"

Pei Yuanshi's eyes suddenly widened. It was because Song Lan was not close to him at this time!

But the voice reached his ears directly, carrying a chilling coldness that was different from the warmth of ordinary people.

"Do you want me to teach you, little Taoist priest?"

Song Lan chuckled a few times, becoming more and more addicted to teasing: "The kind that does it by hand~"

Pei Yuanshi's whole body tensed up, and he felt as if something cold gently touched his earlobe.

"~I will teach you~ and I will teach you~"

"I guarantee you'll be able to get straight to the entrance and reach the hinterland soon."

!!!

Pei Yuanshi widened his eyes, then closed them in panic and silently recited the Qingxin Jue.

I finally have some peace of mind.

Pei Yuanshi was about to breathe a sigh of relief when he secretly opened his eyes.

Suddenly, I felt something like a tentacle crawling quietly to my heart.

"Little Taoist Priest, why is your heart beating so hard?"

The tentacles were sharp and smooth, like the long, rounded fingernails of a beauty, and they were circling on his chest, tracing the ups and downs of his heartbeat.

"Are you panicking?"

"It's almost out~"

Pei Yuanshi suddenly felt a surge of blood and he bit his tongue hard before his mind became clear again.

He practiced the Ziwu Jue with his hands and recited the Qingxin Jue rapidly.

It’s fake, fake, all fake.

It was a female ghost in disguise... He must have been deeply affected by the resentment in the haunted house.

How can you blaspheme Miss Song like this?

He is really a piece of shit!

It's a disgrace to the reputation of a disciple of the righteous path!
commit a sin!

What a crime!
Sin, sin!
Pei Yuanshi repented in his heart and was too ashamed to see Song Lan again.

It was clear that Miss Song did nothing. She just stood there quietly.

What on earth is he thinking about?

Song Lan raised his eyes and glanced at Pei Yuanshi with some surprise.

Huh?
This young Taoist priest is not only innocent, but also quite upright...

She closed her eyes slightly, then opened them again.

As expected, Pei Yuanshi's soul was clean.

Tsk~ That's interesting, little Taoist priest~

Song Lan hooked his fingers, took back the resentment surrounding Pei Yuanshi, and blew gently.

Pei Yuanshi felt that there was suddenly a warm breath beside his ears, which was no longer as cold and eerie as before, and was completely different from the breath of a living person.

He paused while reciting the Qingxin Jue and opened his eyes subconsciously.

Song Lan was still standing there as she had just been, peacefully and beautifully, with a smile on her face from time to time, and she was talking to Liu Wu with gentle eyes and brows.

Looking at other people, they are all busy with their own things.

It was as if he was the only one who heard those disturbing words just now.

Others heard nothing.

really--

It's because his faith in the Tao is not strong enough.

Fusheng immeasurable deity.

It is a sin, it is a sin, I am truly guilty.

Pei Yuanshi repented several times in his heart before he felt better.

When he regained consciousness, he stepped forward and bowed to Song Lan: "I am sorry for offending you just now."

Song Lan: …

You don't seem like a good person, young Taoist priest.

It was clearly her who took the initiative to tease the innocent young Taoist priest...but the person who was teased came to her with a guilty conscience to apologize. How could this be?

Song Lan, who had been a hard-working person for two thousand years, felt a little embarrassed after not seeing him for a long time.

So, she decided—

(End of this chapter)