I was forced to cultivate immortality when I just wanted to lie down

Chapter 8: Liu Mansion Melon Tasting
Mr. Liu's mourning hall was set up in the main hall. According to the funeral rites, the main hall was the most sacred and inviolable place in the mansion, where ancestors and gods were enshrined.

If someone dies in the house, the deceased's relatives will move the body to the main hall and place it on a temporary wooden bed, so as to prevent the deceased from lying in bed for a long time.

Because this person spends half of his life with his eyes closed in bed. If he lies in bed for a long time after death, the soul of the deceased may be bound to the bed and unable to be reborn.

Therefore, whenever a family feels that an elderly person is about to die, they will carry the elderly person to the main hall to take care of him or her. This is what is called dying of old age.

As soon as Xu Qing walked in and arrived at the main hall, he could tell at a glance that this family had an experienced hand.

Even if he didn't come from the underworld, he must have been to a place where people died, and there must be someone in his family who had done this!

However, despite his experience, he still committed taboos.

Just like what is happening right now, how could there be such a loud quarrel and shoving in front of the mourning hall?

Xu Qing took a closer look and realized that the two people arguing were Su Hongxiu, an acquaintance he knew unilaterally, and a noble lady who was also in mourning and wearing white clothes.

"How dare you, a slut, come here! You're the one who tortured my master to death, and now you're here pretending to be sympathetic. I think you've been harboring the intention to harm others for a long time, thinking that when the master dies, you can come and divide up our Liu family's fortune!
I'm making this clear today: as long as I'm still breathing, you won't be able to take a single penny from me!"

As they spoke, the two women couldn't help but start fighting again.

Xu Qing was so amused by what he saw that he simply stopped moving forward and stood outside the mourning hall to watch the drama unfold inside.

There were only two people in the hall. One of them was a girl from a brothel, with a coquettish and delicate figure, who had seen all kinds of people, big and small, and all kinds of strange things; the other was a wife of a wealthy man who came from a scholarly family and was well-maintained.

At this time, the two of them were grabbing each other's hair and stripping each other's clothes, and it was about to enter a white-hot stage. However, at this critical moment, the servant who brought Xu Qing over suddenly shouted.

"Madam, Madam, please stop fighting! I've called in the gentleman from Jingxia Street. Let's go to the funeral first..."

As soon as the words fell, the bustling mourning hall suddenly became quiet.

The eldest lady of the Liu family stopped trying to take off Su Hongxiu's clothes. She just raised her little finger to smooth her messy hair and walked towards the main hall as if nothing had happened.

Looking at how he is able to send and receive messages so easily, even the face-changing in Sichuan Opera is probably not as fast as this!
Xu Qing reached out to stop the boy from shouting, but he was still a step too late.

"No! Just pretend I don't exist and keep making trouble. I'll find a small stool and wait for you to finish your personal matters before starting work. I'm not in a hurry at all!"

Xu Qing felt a pang of regret in his heart. Su Hongxiu's bellyband was exposed just now, and Madam Liu's shoulders were also very smooth. How could it stop just like that?

"Are you Mr. Office Manager?"

"Exactly."

Mrs. Liu, with smooth shoulders, was originally named Li Xiangyun. She was about thirty-five or thirty-six years old, but because she came from a wealthy family and took good care of herself, there were not many signs of aging on her face. Instead, she looked more mature and charming.

Although she was sweating profusely and her hair was disheveled at this time, her posture when walking still had the reserved manner of a lady from a noble family.

It was as if the person who had just cursed and ripped someone's clothes was someone else...

"Sir, you're finally here. I'm just a woman, and I'm fine with you letting me do needlework and take care of my husband and children. But the outside affairs are all taken care of by the master and the housekeeper. Now that the master has left me, I feel like I've lost my soul and I don't know what to do..."

When she was moved, Li Xiangyun took out her handkerchief and wiped her tears while crying.

"Now I need your help, sir, to help me rest in peace as soon as possible..."

Xu Qing looked at the pitiful widow and thought to himself that this woman was truly horrible. One moment she was a ferocious and vicious hungry tiger protecting her food, but the next moment she turned into a delicate and timid domestic rabbit.

But no matter what we say or think, we still have to do the business that needs to be done!
"Madam, please accept my condolences. I will take care of the rest."

While the two were talking, the Liu family's housekeeper, who had gone to the coffin room to ask people to carry the coffin, came over again to ask some questions.

After learning of Xu Qing's identity, Butler Song frowned. Although he didn't say anything, he was still a little distrustful.

As the saying goes, a man without hair on his lips cannot do things well.

The kid in front of me doesn't even have a single hair on his face. Can he really handle all the funeral arrangements?

Xu Qing didn't know what Song Cai was thinking, otherwise he would have refused to shave the hair on his face this morning. Then he would see if the housekeeper would still dare to judge people by their appearance!
When they arrived at the mourning hall, almost all of Mr. Liu's relatives and friends who could come were there. Even those who couldn't come due to some matters sent letters and gifts to express their condolences.

The only son of Mr. Liu and Li Xiangyun, the young master of the Liu family, was kneeling on the ground to keep vigil.

In front of Mr. Liu, there was a top-quality nanmu coffin wrapped in black lacquer. In front of the coffin was a white curtain covering the remains, with a big word "葬" (Dian) written on the curtain.

If the dead are not buried, they are worshipped as a memorial; if the dead are buried, they are worshipped as a sacrifice.

To put it simply, people below provide libation, and people above provide sacrifice.

These are the most basic things about funerals and funerals.

Arriving in front of the coffin, Xu Qing took down his shoulder bag and took out the burial and makeup supplies. He was about to put powder on and comb Liu Yuanwai's hair when the housekeeper Song Cai suddenly stepped forward to stop him.

"Do you know how to do it? Your master already did it the day before yesterday, why are you still trying so hard?"

Xu Qing turned around and stared at Song Cai for a while, like an air conditioner installer.

When the other person frowned and felt uncomfortable all over, Xu Qing asked a soul-searching question: "You washed your face the day before yesterday, so why don't you wash it today? How about you come?"

Song Cai was bored and simply ignored him.

After sending away the outsiders, Xu Qing calmed his mind and began to turn the pages of the Sutra of Salvation in his mind.

Mr. Liu's original name was Liu Fuchun. He was a small temple priest in a poor village. He could only earn a meager income when believers and pilgrims came to offer sacrifices or fulfill their vows.

Until one day, Miss Li, who ran a cloth shop, passed by the small temple in a carriage and offered a stick of incense to the gods enshrined in the temple.

Liu Fuchun, a temple keeper, fell in love with this young lady at first sight. He felt that her legs, buttocks, and whole body were all part of his heart!
He wanted to get in touch with Miss Li, but he was poor and had no family background. How could he win her heart?
This is how to do?
Liu Fuchun tossed and turned all night long, and finally decided not to suffer with the gods anymore, and plunged into the mundane world.

Perhaps because he had served the gods in the temple well over the years, Liu Fuchun was lucky. As soon as he left the village, he met a wandering Taoist priest.

The Taoist saw that he was a good candidate for spiritual practice, so he used all kinds of persuasion, even deceiving and deceiving him, and finally lured him to the mountain to be his apprentice.

The wandering Taoist priest initially taught him two skills, one was the Linghe health-preserving exercise, and the other was the Four Seasons Qi-inducing method.

Liu Fuchun practiced for two months, but he was always absent-minded, always thinking about Miss Li's legs and buttocks... In the third month of practice, the wandering Taoist suddenly called him to his side, sighed, and said that their master-disciple relationship was not strong, and that the disciple still had worldly desires, and even if he was given a canopy, it would be difficult to keep him.

But considering their relationship as master and disciple, the Taoist priest taught him a skill that could help him gain wealth in the mortal world, which was called the art of civil and military geomancy.

This is a skill of Feng Shui. The civil one can increase the luck and fortune of the house through auxiliary objects, while the martial one can change the trend of mountains and rivers, the geographical orientation, dig channels and open roads, and lead "channel water" from all directions to increase the fortune and luck of one's own tomb or house.

After Liu Fuchun learned this secret technique, his first act after returning from the mountain was to divert water from the Yin and Yang ponds of wealthy local gentry to his own home. Once he had saved some money, he added amulets to his home, like a beast of fortune and luck, and a pair of Pixiu to attract wealth and treasure. He acquired a set of anything useful...

In the next two short years, Liu Fuchun, who was blessed with good fortune, passed the imperial examination and became the head of a county.

Unfortunately, he didn't know that the art of Feng Shui places great emphasis on one's fate and cultivation. If one's cultivation is low and one's fate is insufficient, even if one gains wealth and glory through this method, there will be an unknown price waiting for him in the future.

As soon as County Magistrate Liu became an official, he asked a matchmaker to propose marriage and married Li Xiangyun, the young lady from a cloth shop, whom he fell in love with at first sight.

At this time, Liu Fuchun was in high spirits and everything was going well for him. The only flaw was that he had no children.

What should he do? The first solution Liu Fuchun thought of was to change the Feng Shui layout. But strangely, no matter how he changed it, Li Xiangyun's pregnancy remained unchanged.

Liu Fuchun pondered for a long time and began to suspect that his wife was suffering from infertility.

So he took Li Xiangyun to seek medical treatment and fortune-telling everywhere, and even thought about taking a concubine.

Strangely enough, two months after he mentioned taking a concubine, Li Xiangyun became pregnant.

Liu Fuchun didn't think much about it, he just felt that God saw his sincerity and showed his mercy!

As the days passed, the young master of the Liu family began to become unlearned and unskillful under the doting of the couple. He either visited prostitutes and gambled, or bullied the good people.

There is a saying that raising a son without teaching him is like raising a donkey, and raising a daughter without teaching her is like raising a pig.

Liu Fuchun felt that this was not a good thing, so he began to discipline his son strictly. In order to have more time to educate his children, he even resigned from his official position, came to Linhe to do business, and became a wealthy man.

The legal advisor who had resigned with him in the past suddenly became the steward of the Liu family.

From then on, Liu Fuchun's focus was entirely on educating his children. However, every time his son made a mistake, before he was about to scold him, his wife and housekeeper would step forward to dissuade him.

Over time, his own children became even more naughty than when he was the county magistrate.

However, children and grandchildren have their own blessings. In the end, Liu Fuchun was tired and simply stopped caring about his rebellious son and began to enjoy himself.

He plays chess and plays with birds during the day, and goes to brothels with business friends to listen to music at night. He is as happy as a god!

Later, he spent a lot of money to redeem Su Hongxiu, the popular girl in Cuiyun Tower, and brought her into his mansion.

At this time, Liu Fuchun completely forgot his master's warning. He felt that even if he neglected his cultivation, he was able to bear the blessings brought by Feng Shui. How could there be any so-called price?

Xu Qing did not find anything unusual here, but just when he thought that the civil and military feng shui techniques had no side effects, Mr. Liu's life suddenly came to an abrupt end one day!

And it came to a sudden physical halt!

On this day, Mr. Liu heard that a hot spring bathhouse had opened in Shitang. As the weather was cold, he took his wife, son and his loyal housekeeper to go there to get rid of dust and take a bath.

Arriving at the hot spring, Li Xiangyun found a private room, with her own maid to help her bathe. Mr. Liu, the housekeeper, and his son reserved a large pool. It had been ages since the three of them had been this close, and now was the perfect time to strip naked, sit in the pool, rub each other's backs, chat, and bond.

But unexpectedly, as soon as the butler Song took off his clothes, Mr. Liu's expression changed drastically!
He stood up from the pool with a whoosh, not caring about being polite at all. He shouted angrily, "Song! How dare you seduce my wife and make me raise your son for so many years in vain? I'm going to skin you alive!"

Song Cai had been a legal advisor before, so he was not stupid, and he immediately realized what was going on.

He has the same peach blossom mole on his butt as Master Liu, and they are a pair, no one else has them!
Adultery was a serious crime these days, and Song Cai saw that Mr. Liu was really angry and wanted to punish him, so he decided to go all out and planned to drown Mr. Liu in the hot spring!
The young master of the Liu family was watching from the side at this time. How could he let the other party succeed? This was his own father!

But just as he was about to step forward to stop him, Song Cai stopped him, saying, "Don't come over here. I am your biological father. If you don't believe me, just look at the peach blossom mole on our buttocks. The master has no ability to have children. Your mother knows this too!"

"If we don't kill him today, when the truth is revealed, do you think we'll be able to survive?"

Upon hearing this, the young master of the Liu family stopped immediately.

Not my biological father? That's fine!
Just like that, Mr. Liu was drowned in the hot spring. When the government officials came to inquire about the matter, the young master of the Liu family and the housekeeper Song Cai gave surprisingly consistent statements, both saying that Mr. Liu died at the hands of a ghost!
In the mourning hall of the Liu Mansion, beside the heavy nanmu coffin, Xu Qing took a while to recover after eating the big melon from the Liu Mansion.

The melon was so big that he almost choked!

Who would have thought that after most of his life, Mr. Liu had been blessed with success, he would suffer such a disaster on his last day.

The aftermath of this disaster is even greater than a bolt from the blue!

But this cannot be blamed on others. As the saying goes, even a judge cannot judge family affairs, and even a god cannot wash away the calamities of the world.

If Liu Fuchun had followed the wandering Taoist priest to cultivate himself and not entered the mundane world, so many things would not have happened...

At this time, after reading the life story, the Du Ren Jing gave an evaluation of the corpse: the human character is of the highest quality.

The reward is a mid-grade "Civil and Military Fengshui" with the character "人" in the middle, and a top-grade "Qi-wang Shu" with the character "人" in the middle.

After absorbing the knowledge of civil and military geomancy, Xu Qing suddenly understood.

Feng shui is about correcting bad layouts and adding appropriate benefits, but too much is as bad as too little. If you try to improve your home's feng shui to a level higher than that of an imperial palace, you might end up suffering from insufficient Qi.

Liu Chunlai is a typical negative example, which is why he suffered such a severe backlash.

In comparison, although the top-grade human-level qi-gazing technique cannot see the evil in people's hearts, it can see the strangeness of people and demons, as well as the purity and filth hidden between heaven and earth.

Xu Qing cleared his mind of distractions, practiced the Qi-gazing technique internally, half-closed his eyes and calmed down, seeming to see but not really seeing, his eyes focused and his heart reaching.

The next moment, he opened his eyes and saw thin, light and misty colorful mist rising wherever he looked.

It can be said that all five elements and five colors are available.

Looking at the people in the hall, there was mist of different colors and depths above everyone's head. Su Hongxiu and Li Xiangyun had ambiguous expressions on their bodies, while the housekeeper Song Cai had a faint bloody aura on his head, obviously because he had killed someone recently.

(End of this chapter)