Inheriting a Taoist temple, the story begins with Wu Zetian offering incense.

Chapter 63 A Return Visit to the Ghost-Raising Ground! [Seeking Monthly Tickets]

"Master, you just said that Huo Qubing, the hero who sealed the wolf's lair, has arrived?"

When setting the password, Zhou Yi mentioned that the fifth pilgrim of Hunyuan Palace had appeared, which made Wu Meiniang almost drop her phone on the ground.

Huo Qubing, a man admired and revered by countless people, actually came to Hunyuan Palace.

Wu Meiniang wrote this down in her notebook, intending to tell Li Shimin when she got back that now that they had cell phones, they could take a few more photos so that all the civil and military officials of the Tang Dynasty could admire the demeanor of the Marquis of Champion.

The Book of Changes says:

"Huo Qubing will soon be going to war with Wei Qing, so he probably won't have much time to come over. I'll arrange a time for him to have hot pot with the rest of us from Hunyuan Palace next time."

Upon hearing that she would be having a meal with everyone, Wu Zetian was very excited:
"There's a flock of sheep in the western inner garden of Taiji Palace. How about I bring one over so everyone can try the hot pot mutton you once mentioned?"

Zhou Yi waved his hand:

"With Chen Tang and Huo Qubing around, if we still eat our own sheep, wouldn't that be a slap in their face? Let's eat the sheep of other tribes instead; they taste much better."

"I will follow the immortal's arrangements."

After Wu Meiniang finished fiddling with her phone, the sun outside had already risen high. She hurriedly carried the bedding from her room outside to air it out, and also mentioned that Li Mingda complained that the brocade quilt was uncomfortable.

The Book of Changes says:

"Let's drive down the mountain later and buy a few silk or down comforters. They're warm and lightweight. You should buy two too, don't deprive yourself."

Since her first visit to Hunyuan Palace, Wu Meiniang has brought two gold ingots, a copy of Wang Xianzhi's "Flying Birds Post" and a copy of Wang Xizhi's "Funeral Post," a gold knife belonging to the Khan of the Three Kingdoms, a gold-inlaid jade pendant, and an equal number of offering letters.

The Empress unknowingly transformed into Li Mingda's shape... Of course, Li Mingda's theft was directly related to her instigation.

"Please wait a moment, Immortal Master, let me change my clothes before I go."

After saying that, Wu Meiniang hurriedly returned to her room, changed into a modern Hanfu, and even replaced the mutton-fat jade lotus crown on her head with the same plastic crown as Gongsun Da Niang.

With everything ready, Zhou Yi drove his Wuling van down the mountain.

He originally intended to buy a quilt at the home textile market, but felt that the price-performance ratio was too low, so he simply drove to the Yunwu Town Entrepreneurship Industrial Park, found the only remaining bedding factory, and asked if they had finished silk quilts.

It's called a clothing factory, but it's actually just a larger workshop with equipment for cotton carding, cotton ginning, and automatic quilt sewing, as well as finished quilt covers and the like.

Upon seeing Zhou Yi and Wu Meiniang enter, the clothing factory owner asked curiously:

"Are you two preparing bedding for your new house? If it's for a new house, I suggest you choose custom-made. We just got a coral fleece duvet cover with a big red double happiness character. It's especially comfortable to sleep under in winter. Several new brides in the neighborhood have chosen that one."

Zhou Yi pointed to the Tai Chi symbol on his chest:
"I am a Taoist priest from a Taoist temple on Yunwu Mountain. I want to buy a few quilts for myself. What sizes are available for the ready-made ones? I'd like to choose one."

The quilts were very cheap, much cheaper than the branded home textiles in town. Zhou Yi accidentally bought ten quilts, plus twenty zippered duvet covers so he could change them anytime.

The clothing factory staff were surprised to find that the customer was a big spender, so they quickly helped pack the clothes and put them on the truck, and even rounded down the price by more than ten yuan.

Wu Meiniang didn't say much throughout the whole process, because as soon as she entered the door, she was attracted by the equipment that could sew a quilt in a few minutes. As for the freshly fluffed cotton, it reminded her of the cotton candy she ate on the town center street last time.

After Zhou Yi paid, just as he was about to leave, the proprietress handed him a business card with both hands:
"Brother, if you need to have quilts or anything processed in the future, just come to me. I guarantee it will be much cheaper than the home textile market, and I can even give you a discount if you buy in bulk."

Business has been getting harder and harder lately, and the boss lady tries to sell to everyone she meets.

Zhou Yi took the business card and then took out his phone:
"Let's add each other on WeChat. I'll contact you if I need anything."

"Okay, okay, thank you very much, brother."

Back in the car, Wu Zetian held up the business card and read out the name on it:
"Aixiang Cotton Textile Processing Center, Song Aixiang... Master, did you add her on WeChat so that she can process quilts for us in the future?"

Zhou Yi started the car and said as he drove out:
"Yes, but I would prefer to process some cotton cloaks or military blankets so that the soldiers in the northern frontier won't suffer from the cold... But this is just an idea; we don't have the capability to do these things right now."

When Zhou Yi arrived at the gate, he saw Zhao Dengke riding a mountain bike turning into the industrial park, so he rolled down his window and greeted the entrepreneur.

Zhao Dengke parked his mountain bike by the roadside, casually running his fingers through his hair, trying to conceal his programmer hairstyle:

"The packaging machine is arriving; I'll come and receive it. The fully sealed vats for pickling vegetables will also be delivered gradually over the next two days. We'll start production in about two weeks. You'll have to help me pick an auspicious day then." Zhou Yi gave an OK sign.
"Don't worry, I've got everything covered... Have you applied for the trademarks and everything?"

"It's in progress. The town has also helped me apply for entrepreneurship support."

After saying goodbye to the programmer who was obsessed with making big money, Zhou Yi originally wanted to drive back up the mountain, but then he thought that since he was already here, he might as well go to the eastern ring road of the county and visit the blessed land behind the mental hospital.

As a responsible Taoist priest, after-sales service is a must.

Wu Meiniang put away Song Aixiang's business card and asked in a low voice:

"Immortal Master, is this blessed land permanent?"

Zhou Yi shook his head:

“I haven’t experienced these things, but there are records in Taoist texts that say that blessed lands will continuously bless the people living there for hundreds or even thousands of years until the blessings are exhausted… If some dirty methods are used, the blessings can be completely lost in a few decades, and the land can be turned back into a place of evil.”

Wu Zetian then asked:

"So, should we go to the back of that mental hospital to check on things frequently?"

"No need, I have other ways to monitor."

By simply flipping through the black notebook periodically to check the area under the Empress's name, one can easily ascertain whether the blessed lands granted by imperial decree are still in existence.

Upon arriving at the East Ring Road, Zhou Yi controlled the car's speed and turned onto the road leading to the mental hospital.

He didn't stop or do anything special, because as soon as he turned in, he saw a newly installed camera all alone by the roadside, pointing directly at the big locust tree.

"Such a fast reaction speed..." Zhou Yi thought to himself, drove the car to the end, and then turned left back onto the East Ring Road.

He parked his car in a parking space in front of the mental hospital, pulled up the car's infotainment system, and carefully watched the video clips around the big locust tree.

The presence of the camera indicates that the other party has realized something is wrong.

But they probably only knew that the ghosts they had raised for a long time had suddenly vanished, unaware that the entire ghost-raising area had become a blessed land. So they installed cameras to see who was responsible.

The fact that cameras were installed just a few days after the land was officially granted suggests that the mastermind is not far away, or that his accomplices are nearby, possibly working at a funeral home or mental hospital.

Wu Meiniang asked:
"Should we find this person?"

“Normally, fate will gradually push him to the forefront. What we need to do is wait and see.”

As they were talking, Zhou Yi heard someone knocking on the window. He rolled down the window and saw that it was the ambulance driver who had taken Xu Tian home last time; his surname seemed to be Hu.

"Hello, Mr. Hu, are you at work today?"

The driver pointed to the van parked at the entrance:

"Today I went to the city's psychiatric hospital for training with the hospital leaders. I just got back... Big hospitals are really different. We met a very strange patient there. He would kowtow to everyone he saw. I was stunned for a moment and he kowtowed to me three times. Luckily, he didn't ask me for my New Year's money."

kowtow?

Could he be the son of that richest man, Xu?

The Book of Changes asks:

Do you know anything about that mentally ill person?

The ambulance driver started talking, recounting what he had heard at the city's mental hospital:
"That man is the son of Xu, the richest man in Lushan County next door. He's incredibly arrogant and a habitual bully who preys on men and women... Two months ago, he forcibly dragged a pregnant woman who was demanding back wages for her husband into his car and beat her so badly that she suffered a severe hemorrhage and miscarriage. Her family paid a large sum of money and pulled strings to avoid jail time. Unfortunately, although he escaped legal punishment, he couldn't escape divine retribution. He deserved it!"

Upon hearing this, Zhou Yi sincerely praised in his heart:
"No wonder so many people worship Guan Yu, the God of War. If there's something he doesn't like, he'll really step in!"

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