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Chapter 376 The Mad Taoist
Bai Yu opened a small business shop in Songmingguodu.
In front of the shop, there is a white flag standing, fluttering in the wind.
He did not hide his name, but used the name of Xiao Lei Guan Burial Hall.
The small shop not only makes coffins, incense candles and paper horses, but also handles funerals.
This move made the local sects and aristocratic families wary for a while.
Could it be that the Leiyang Sect finally couldn't bear it and wanted to intervene in the situation in Songming Country?
Several Nascent Soul Ancestors secretly calculated that if the Leiyang Sect really dared to reach out, they would join forces to fight against the outside world.
However, in the following days, Bai Yuzhen was just attending the funeral diligently.
Regardless of whether you are rich or poor, high or low, everyone who comes is a guest.
Gradually, the Burial Hall became famous in Songming Country.
The dead who have been buried in the World Burial Hall have never had their souls turn back into evil spirits, nor have they ever been buried in a place that brought disaster to their descendants.
Many troublesome dead people were sent to the burial hall and kept in good condition.
At this time, many high-ranking officials, wealthy businessmen, and even princes and generals began to ask the Burial World Hall to perform rituals.
However, what is even more surprising is that the Burial Hall does not care about rich or poor at all. Even if the Prime Minister comes, he still has to line up on a first-come, first-served basis.
Even when the fourth prince's servant tried to act in the Burial Hall, his legs were broken.
If someone else behaved like this, being arrogant and laughing at the prince, they would be courting death.
There are many golden elixir monks and martial arts experts in the royal family of Songming Kingdom.
However, Bai Yu can stand aloof with the Lei Yang Sect's signature.
As long as they do not interfere in the power disputes in Songming Kingdom, several local sects would like to provoke Xiao Lei Guan less.
On this day, Bai Yu completed several errands and received several rewards.
Although each item is not much, the sum of a small amount adds up to a considerable sum over the course of a year.
He set up a hot pot, threw in the fungus and animal meat, and the aroma filled his nostrils.
Lao Mo and Xiao Tongtong had been staring at the hot pot for a long time, their mouths watering.
"The 152nd Rice King Competition has officially begun!"
Bai Yu gave an order, and the bee-dog combination launched at the same time.
Lao Mo stared at the table and slapped it, and a piece of animal meat with bones fell into its mouth, chewing up the bones.
Little Tongtong was not to be outdone. She held a meat bun that was bigger than herself in both hands and opened her mouth to bite it. Half of her body was inserted into it, and her two little feet were swaying.
Bai Yu smiled and slowly took a piece of rabbit meat and ate it.
The hot pot was steaming with steam, and he was in a trance.
Solid work, tempting food, and bees and dogs for company.
Life like this is not happier than that of gods?
Why should gods be found in the mountains? This place of peace of mind is Penglai.
At this moment, wailing came from outside the door.
"Wow wow wow wow."
Bai Yu's heart moved, could there be a funeral at such a late hour?
When he opened the door, he saw an old beggar sitting at the door, crying sadly.
He was in tatters, and a dirty Taoist robe could be vaguely seen.
Bai Yu wondered:
"Old man, why are you crying so late at night?"
The old beggar beat his chest and stamped his feet:
"I heard about delicious food but couldn't eat it, so I cried because of greed."
Bai Yu couldn't help but smile, this old beggar was actually a wonderful person, it was the first time he saw someone crying.
He had some guess in his mind and said:
"It just so happens that my family is having hot pot. Would you like to have some too?"
The old beggar stopped crying on the spot and sat down at the table in a flash. He picked up the chopsticks and scooped up a meatball as big as a fist.
"Hot, hot, hot, hot, hahahahaha, oooooooo~"
The old beggar cried and laughed like a madman.
With quick hands, he scooped it up a few times and finished the whole pot of hot pot.
Tongtong and Lao Mo looked on in shock.
This is the real king of rice.
Bai Yu wasn't upset, so he poured another pot of meat and mushrooms.
After eating several pots in a row, the old beggar stopped using his chopsticks. Finally, he picked up the big pot and drank all the soup.
Seeing this, Bai Yu smiled and said:
"Senior, are you full?"
He still doesn't know that this old beggar is 90% the Yuan Ying Patriarch of the Yuan Fu Sect.
The old beggar nodded first, then shook his head:
"I am full today, but I was still hungry yesterday. If I eat more tomorrow, I will be full yesterday."
"Young man, I think you have a great future. Come beg for food with me."
Bai Yu chuckled:
"Senior is joking, but junior can't learn how to play with the world like senior."
The mad Taoist burped:
"Aren't you also a self-cultivated person who came to the world to open a business for free? What do you want?"
Bai Yu looked serious:
"I said it was to accumulate virtue and do good deeds. Senior, do you believe me?"
If you put this in the world of immortality, it would be pure deception.
But the mad Taoist nodded and said:
"I believe."
Bai Yu glanced at the dark night outside and seemed to be saying to himself:
"When there are more good deeds, there will be fewer evil deeds, and there will be fewer demons. My duty is just to suppress the demons."
He had known that the Mad Taoist was here to test, so what he meant was that he was not interested in anything other than things related to demons.
The mad Taoist looked around and said:
"Young man, even if I eat your meal, I won't eat you in vain. Please write two words for you."
Bai Yu was happy when he saw this:
"That's a good relationship. I'll prepare paper and ink for senior."
"No need, I'll take it with me myself, hehehehe."
He punched himself hard twice, causing his nose to bleed.
With his fingers stained with nosebleeds, he wrote a few large characters on the door:
“Beautifully buried!”
These ordinary big characters seem to have an inexplicable charm, with an aura of peace and tranquility.
A perfect match!
Bai Yu raised his eyebrows slightly, this crazy Taoist must be a master of Fu Tao!
And he saw a familiar mysterious feeling in these words.
Rumor has it that the founder of Yuanfu Temple obtained a complete Tiangong jade book.
From this point of view, 80% of it is true.
The mad Taoist looked at the big words on the wall and cried and laughed:
"Hehehehe, this kid's craftsmanship is pretty good. I'll come again next time."
Before Bai Yu spoke, Xiaotongtong was unhappy:
"Then it's better to say goodbye. You almost chewed my pot."
The mad Taoist laughed and disappeared again.
Bai Yu smiled.
This lunatic Taoist looks mentally ill at first glance.
After chatting with the mentally ill for a while, the whole person became more energetic.
With a wave of his hand, he changed another pot and continued cooking.
At the same time, in a majestic mansion in the capital, the figure of the mad Taoist slowly appeared.
There were already several monks waiting in the field.
One of them is Lei Yue, the great elder of Five Elements Sect.
He asked eagerly:
"Madman, did you try to beat that kid?"
The madman nodded: "Of course, I blackmailed him severely."
"What's the blackmail?"
"Have a hot pot meal and watch me eat him up."
Lei Yue: "..."
At this time, another person chanted the Buddha's name, and he was Zen Master Kuzhu from Puhua Temple.
he asked:
"Fellow Daoist Madam, don't be mad again. Let's get back to the topic. Does Xiaoleiguan intend to compete for Songming Kingdom?"
The mad Taoist asked:
"How can you open a business for nothing while fighting for power?"