Uncle Nine: You were supposed to drive corpses, so you summoned the Monkey King!

The group returned to the mortuary.

After Qiu Sheng and Wen Cai finished eating the roast chicken, they obediently knelt in front of the statue of the god.

Hearing the door open, the two straightened their backs.

Seeing Uncle Nine walk in with a dark face, the two men shrank back in fright. Then they saw Aunt Sugarcane carrying a large cloth bag follow them in.

"Oh, so these two must be your precious apprentices?"

Aunt Zhe put the large cloth bag on the table, looked Qiu Sheng and Wen Cai up and down, and clicked her tongue twice.

"Those dark circles under his eyes, those unsteady steps—it's obvious he's had his yang energy drained by a female ghost."

Qiu Sheng and Wen Cai exchanged a glance.

Knowing this aunt's temper—she even dared to confront her master—the two were very clever. Seeing that Aunt Zhe could keep Uncle Jiu in check, they decided to curry favor with her.

"Greetings, nun!"

"Master, you must be tired from your journey!"

The two kowtowed and greeted each other loudly.

Aunt Zhe walked over with a smile and took out two bright yellow talismans from her cloth bag.

"Come on, get up."

"This is a yellow talisman for strengthening the body's foundation and replenishing vital energy. Stick it on the headboard at night before sleeping, and your yang energy will be replenished after a good night's sleep."

Qiu Sheng and Wen Cai reached out and took it.

They've been feeling weak these past few days and are worried about how to recover.

"Thank you so much, nun, for the talisman!"

The two thanked him repeatedly and made a move to stand up.

Uncle Nine, watching from the side, was so angry he gritted his teeth and slammed his fist on the table.

"Who told you to get up! Keep kneeling!"

The two men's knees buckled, and they knelt back down with a thud, looking pitifully at Aunt Zhe.

Aunt Sugarcane was unhappy.

She put down the teacup on the table and turned to glare at Uncle Jiu.

"Lin Jiu, what do you mean?"

"I just gave them the talismans, and you're already making them kneel? Are you deliberately trying to make things difficult for me?"

"I just walked in the door and you're already giving me attitude?"

Uncle Nine was already in the wrong, and since he was usually most afraid of arguing with Auntie Cane, he didn't dare to shout.

He could only snort coldly and flick his sleeve.

"Rotten wood cannot be carved!"

After saying that, he turned and walked quickly towards his room.

"Bang!"

The door slammed shut, and the window shook.

Aunt Zhe looked at the tightly closed door and pursed her lips.

"You stubborn jerk, I refuse to believe I can't handle you."

He turned to look at the two people kneeling on the ground.

"Alright, stop kneeling. Go back to your room, put up the talismans, and go to sleep. Get up early tomorrow to get to work."

Qiu Shengwen was overjoyed and ran back to the backyard.

The mortuary was quite noisy for the next few days.

Aunt Zhe treated this place as her own home, taking the initiative to act as the host.

Early the next morning.

Uncle Nine got up as usual, preparing to put on the Taoist robe he had changed out of yesterday.

He searched around the bedside for a long time but found nothing. Even the undergarment hanging on the screen was gone.

Uncle Nine put on an old long gown and pushed open the door.

In the courtyard, Aunt Sugarcane hummed a little tune as she washed clothes by the well with a washing stick.

The wooden basin was full of Uncle Nine's changes of clothes.

"Junior sister! What...what are you doing!"

Uncle Nine's face turned bright red.

Auntie Zhe didn't even look up, she was vigorously rubbing a piece of clothing.

"Are you blind? Can't you see I'm doing laundry? Your robe collar is so worn out, you still have the nerve to wear it out in public?"

"I've already rubbed it with soapberry twice for you."

Uncle Nine strode to the well and reached out to grab it.

"Men and women are different! Give me back my clothes! I can wash my own clothes!"

Aunt Zhe picked up a pair of faded underpants and shook them in mid-air to remove the water.

"Give it back to you? It's soaked through, how are you going to wear it?"

"Besides, back in Maoshan, which of your clothes didn't I wash for you?"

"Don't try to act all high and mighty with me now."

Uncle Nine watched as Aunt Sugarcane held his underwear and shook it in her hand.

Qiu Sheng and Wen Cai were peeking around nearby.

Uncle Nine felt utterly humiliated.

"You're absolutely unreasonable!"

Uncle Nine covered his face and ran back to his room, locking the door.

Around noon, the aroma of food filled the air.

Aunt Zhe cooked a large table of dishes herself.

All of them are highly nutritious foods.

A pot of stewed black-boned chicken with angelica root, the broth is rich and yellow.

A pot of mutton and wolfberry soup, topped with a thick layer of red oil, and a plate of golden and crispy scrambled eggs with chives.

Even the rice was mixed with black beans and red dates.

Lin Chen and Daoist Simu sat at the table, looking at the dishes on the table, swallowing hard.

"This skill is unmatched, even by the head chef at Yingbinlou Restaurant."

Master Simu picked up his chopsticks, took a piece of mutton, and stuffed it into his mouth.

"So tender and flavorful, it's amazing!"

Lin Chen also ladled out a bowl of black chicken soup, took a sip, and felt warm all over.

Uncle Nine dawdled out of the room, and his eyes twitched when he saw the dishes on the table.

"Ninth Brother, sit down and eat."

Aunt Zhe warmly pulled out a chair and took a large bowl.

He ladled a full bowl of mutton soup for Uncle Jiu and also gave him two large chicken legs.

Uncle Jiu looked at the table full of nutritious food, but refused to touch his chopsticks.

"I'm not hungry, you guys eat."

Uncle Nine picked up the coarse tea beside him and sat down in the rocking chair in the courtyard, pretending to be deep and profound.

While sipping tea, I secretly swallowed my saliva.

Lin Chen ate the mutton while complaining.

"Master, is your senior brother worried that he might overdo it and not be able to sleep at night?"

Master Four Eyes chuckled and lowered his voice.

"What do you know? Your senior uncle has something to hide."

"He's afraid that if he eats this meal, he'll owe someone a favor and won't be able to repay it later."

"You're not even as brave as me, a corpse driver."

When Aunt Zhe heard this, she slammed down her chopsticks.

"Fine, don't eat then! Let that old geezer starve to death!"

He turned around and put a large piece of meat on Lin Chen's and Simu's plates.

"Eat more, so you can cultivate better."

"I find you two much more pleasing to the eye now."

Lin Chen and Simu ate the meal with their mouths greasy.

Qiu Sheng and Wen Cai could only hide in the kitchen and eat cornbread; they didn't dare to sit at the table at all.

Lin Chen ate and drank his fill, then let out a satisfied burp.

He casually grabbed two large fried dough sticks from the table and sandwiched a few pieces of mutton between them.

He walked into the kitchen and tossed the food to Qiu Sheng and Wen Cai, who were staring longingly at him.

"Take this and eat it. Look at you two, so frail you'd fall over in a gust of wind."

The two accepted the fried dough cakes, so moved they almost cried.

"Thank you, Junior Brother Lin!"

Suddenly, a commotion arose from the front yard.

"Lin Jiu! You stop right there!"

Aunt Zhe rushed out of the kitchen carrying a bowl of dark, murky herbal soup.

"This is a super nourishing tiger penis soup that I simmered for three hours!"

"You have to drink it today, whether you like it or not!"

Uncle Nine was wearing an ill-fitting short jacket, and one of his shoes had fallen off. He dodged and weaved around in the yard.

"I'm not drinking! I'm too hot-tempered! Go find someone else to drink with!"

Uncle Nine was cornered against the wall, and it looked like Aunt Sugarcane was about to pounce on him.

He was truly at his wit's end.

He gritted his teeth, pressed down on the wall with one hand.

A master of the Earth Master realm escaped from the mortuary by scaling the wall.

They didn't even leave through the main gate.

Only one cloth shoe remained, lying at the base of the wall.

Aunt Zhe, holding the medicine bowl, stomped her feet in anger.

"You can run away, but you can't hide! Let's see how long you can keep hiding!"

Aunt Zhe turned her head and just happened to see Qiu Sheng and Wen Cai passing by carrying a wooden basin.

Upon seeing the murderous look in Zhe Gu's eyes, the two were so frightened that they turned around and tried to run away.

"stop!"

Aunt Zhe shouted sharply.

The two obediently remained where they were.

"Drink this bowl of soup! Not a drop left!"

Aunt Zhe stuffed the bowl of dark tiger penis soup into Qiu Sheng's hands.

Qiu Sheng pinched his nose and drank half a bowl, while Wen Cai snatched the remaining half and drank it all in one gulp.

Half an hour later.

Qiu Sheng and Wen Cai had nosebleeds and were frantically fetching water and chopping wood in the backyard, their bodies so hot they were practically steaming, and they just couldn't stop.

Lin Chen sat on a bamboo chair, cracking melon seeds and watching the show.

This mortuary is getting more and more lively.

For seven days in a row, Aunt Zhe kept finding ways to torment Uncle Jiu.

Uncle Nine avoided her every day, even when he went to the outhouse he had to look around carefully, afraid that someone would suddenly jump out from around the corner.

Renjia Town enjoyed a rare period of peace.

There are no zombies, and no evil practitioners.

Even the stray dogs in town have gotten fatter.