Searching for the best path, starting from Renjia Town

Chapter 103: The Ghost Festival Vigil, Uncle Jiu summons fellow disciples
At the end of June, Li Kunshan and Taoist Qianhe left the capital and returned south by boat.

After staying in Beijing for a few months, I went shopping, played, and took on a few business deals. I have become quite famous in Beijing.

The capital city is prosperous, but in half a month it will be the Ghost Festival. The gates of hell will open wide, and homeless ghosts will go to the world of the living to receive alms. At that time, yin and yang will meet, and it will be the time of the year when trouble is most likely to occur.

Therefore, at this time, Zhengyi disciples would often guard their gates carefully and maintain the order of yin and yang.

No matter how good the capital is, it is still a foreign land after all, so you still have to take care of your own piece of land first.

"Hoo~!"

During the ten-day voyage, Li Kunshan stayed in the cabin almost the entire time.

In addition to refining qi and transforming the spirit, the other step is to take medicinal herbs.

In order to thank Li Kunshan for saving the wife and the little princess, Prince Chun gave him a large amount of tonic before he left.

“This feeling is really great.”

Before getting off the boat, Li Kunshan consumed all the medicinal herbs, and his Qigong skills continued to increase rapidly.

Looking at my personal page again, I have already reached the nineteenth level of refining essence into qi!
I have to say, Prince Chun is truly generous, worthy of being the emperor.

It was inconvenient to try it on the boat, but Li Kunshan could get a general idea of ​​it.

At this moment, his whole body was filled with Qi and blood, just like a bloated pufferfish. Even if he launched nine thunders simultaneously, he could throw them more than ten times a day.

Nine thunders are fired at the same time, and the power is even greater than that of seven thunders. Even the super zombies in the Zombie Alliance cannot withstand it. Using it more than ten times a day is generally enough.

"pity."

After the excitement, Li Kunshan sighed again.

Compared with practicing Qi, the progress of practicing Shen is too slow, almost as slow as a snail.

Although Li Kunshan has been practicing hard, he is still at the first level of Qi Refining and Spirit Transformation.

Of course, compared to the beginning, the divine consciousness has become much stronger.

The range of the puppet talisman's control has reached three hundred meters.

In addition, there has been progress in skills.

Especially the Thunder Art that requires emphasis on cultivation, with less than 200 experience points left, one can break through to the sixth level.

"Uncle Master, have a bon voyage!"

"Take care, nephew."

The ship docked at Fuzhou Wharf. Li Kunshan got off the ship first and said goodbye to Taoist Qianhe and others.

After a few more days of travel by land, we arrived back at Huanan Town before the Ghost Festival.

"Master Li is back."

"Master Li, I haven't seen you for a long time. I thought you moved away."

"Master Li, today's fish is so fresh. Bring two back. They'll make delicious soup!"

Walking on the streets of the town, merchants and residents on both sides greeted me warmly.

Li Kunshan responded with a smile, feeling relaxed and comfortable in his heart, as if he was home.

Yes, as a time traveler, Hehuan Town feels more like home than Renjia Town where I have only stayed for two years.

"Ok?"

When he arrived at the doorstep, Li Kunshan had a lot of things in his hands, including fish, eggs, vegetables and rice.

Just as I freed one hand to open the door, a letter fell out from the gap.

The envelope has turned yellow and has been stuck here for at least a month or two.

Li Kunshan put the thing in his pocket and walked in.

After putting everything away and tidying up the stone table in the yard, Li Kunshan brewed a pot of tea, took a sip leisurely, and exhaled a breath of tea before taking out the letter.

"Master Li, are you back yet? When can we arrange for you and Zhuge Xiaohua to meet again?"

"Master Li, why haven't you come back yet? Zhuge Xiaohua is waiting anxiously."

"Master Li! If you don't hear from me again, I'll introduce Zhuge Xiaohua to someone else!"

Three lines of scribbled writing on a single page, the ink marks revealing they were written at different times. There's no signature, but the tone of voice suggests the author.

Li Kunshan smiled, picked up a ball of paper and threw it into the pile of firewood.

"Right."

But this reminded him that even if he was not in Hehuan Town, he didn't have to worry during the Ghost Festival.

After all, there is another Zhuge Kongping in the north of the town.

"I don't know if it's started yet."

He has been gone for more than half a year, and no one knows whether the plot about Zhuge Kongping has started. Li Kunshan doesn't care about Zhuge Kongping, what he cares about is the rare species of Xishuangbanna bronze armored corpse.

According to the performance in the movie, the strength of the bronze-armored corpse is even higher than that of the hairy zombie. Even if it is not a flying zombie, it is not far behind.

If you kill it, it will at least be a purple entry!
How could Li Kunshan miss such a rare species?

Didn’t the matchmaker urge him to go on another blind date with Zhuge Xiaohua? He could take the opportunity to find out more about the situation.

Two days later, July 14th.

"Get up~!"

In the middle of the courtyard, Li Kunshan placed a table, on which were placed eternal lamps, talisman paper, and all kinds of magical instruments.

There are also thirty-six command flags distributed around.

Li Kunshan wore a yellow Taoist robe and hat, held a magic sword in his hand, and fought with his feet.

Hurrah~!

With a loud shout, the flames in the surrounding braziers instantly shot up a foot.

"Hmph~!"

Li Kunshan gave a light shout, sat upright on the armchair, propped up his magic sword, and scanned the surroundings with a sharp gaze.

He has already set up the altar, and he wants to see which blind kid dares to mess up his territory tonight!

"Ok?"

In the north of the town, the Zhuge family was also preparing for the Ghost Festival. Zhuge Kongping was holding a Kongming lantern in his hand when he suddenly saw a flash of golden light in the south of the town and his face darkened.

"I haven't heard anything from him for half a year. I thought that bastard had moved away, but now he's back. I'm so pissed!"

"Dad, who did you say is back?"

"Besides the best Mao in the world, who else is this bastard in this town?"

"Master Li..."

Zhuge Xiaohua opened her eyes wide in an instant, her eyes filled with joy, then she lowered her head with a shy look on her face.

Looking at his daughter's appearance, Zhuge Kongping frowned.

"He just didn't die outside, why are you so shy?"

"Dad, you can't tell, but as soon as I heard that Taoist Li was back, I got horny."

"Fuck you! How can you say that about your sister?"

Wang Hui tapped Zhuge Xiaoming's head, looked at the golden light flashing in the south of the town, and couldn't help nodding.

"This altar is really beautiful."

"What's so beautiful about it? It's just like everyone else, an embroidered pillow with a bag of straw, good-looking but useless!"

"Mom and Dad! I'm going out for a while."

"Where are you going? To see that bastard!"

"stop!"

Wang Hui also called Zhuge Xiaohua with a serious expression.

"Tonight is the Ghost Festival. The gates of hell will soon open. How can we run around?"

"It's okay, Mom. I'll be back before midnight. I have the talisman with me, so I'm not afraid."

"That won't work either. Most people won't go out tonight, let alone ours."

Wang Hui pulled Zhuge Xiaohua and said with a smile.

"Tomorrow, I'll go south with you."

"Really, that's great, Mom!"

"Where are you going? You're not allowed to go!"

"You can't say for sure! Stop talking nonsense. It's almost time to light the lanterns."

Wang Hui glared at Zhuge Kongping and then urged him.

Zhuge Kongping is not afraid of ghosts, monsters or zombies, except for his wife.

I secretly rolled my eyes and muttered a few words, not daring to say anything more. I started releasing the Kongming lantern with my family. "Wow, such a big Kongming lantern."

In the south of the town, Li Kunshan couldn't help but smack his lips when he saw the giant Kongming lantern slowly rising into the sky in the north.

Buzz~!

When the lamp reached its highest point, the light fell like moonlight, instantly covering the entire Hehuan Town.

Under this light, ordinary ghosts are not affected, but if they dare to do evil, they will be exposed immediately and have nowhere to hide!

Li Kunshan nodded again. As expected of Zhuge Kongping, he had some tricks up his sleeve.

Speaking of which, the Wuhou School is good at Qimen and Shenji. I learned from Zhuge Xiaohua before that although Zhuge Kongping is the successor of Qimen, he has always been interested in Shenji.

There are many inventions of Zhuge Kongping at home, and Zhuge Kongping also likes to do some research when he has nothing to do.

This giant Kongming lantern is probably a kind of Wuhou Sect magic machine. I just don't know whether it is a unique method of the Wuhou Sect or an invention of Zhuge Kongping.

But it doesn’t matter. Li Kunshan no longer thinks about it and concentrates on guarding the altar.

At midnight, the Ghost Festival begins, and the gates of hell open wide. A large number of homeless souls pour out, escorted by ghost messengers to the world of the living to receive alms from the living.

There are also many offerings and paper money in front of Li Kunshan's house.

A little ghost passed by and greedily absorbed the essence of the offerings. After eating, it excitedly went to take the paper money.

“Don’t take too much!”

In the yard, Li Kunshan shouted softly, and a golden light flashed.

The little ghost who had just held all the paper money in his arms was frightened and quickly put it back, taking only one portion.

"Don't wander around. After you've eaten and drunk your fill, I'll take you to the theater!"

In the darkness, several dark shadows holding mourning sticks passed by, talking and driving away the lonely souls. They were the ghost messengers from the underworld.

"Greetings, His Excellency the Magistrate."

When he passed by Li Kunshan's door, he bowed and then left.

"Thank you for your hard work, ghost messenger. Take some paper money and have some tea."

Li Kunshan sat inside and said something.

This kid is quite sensible, so he must be able to handle things.

"Thank you, Your Excellency."

The little ghost thanked him, took some paper money and left.

After two or three hours of clamor, most of the offerings and paper money in the town were taken away. Driven by the ghost catcher, these lonely souls went to the theater to listen to a play.

Tonight's play is only for ghosts, and living people are not allowed to listen.

If a living person goes to listen, he will be surrounded by ghosts. At the very least, he will be harmed by the negative energy. At the worst, he may be mistaken for the leader by some ghosts with ulterior motives, which will be very troublesome.

Oh oh oh~!

At around five o'clock, a rooster crowed and the sky began to brighten.

"Let's go back~ Hurry up!"

Driven by the ghost catcher, all the wandering ghosts returned to the underworld.

Oh~! Oh~!

The cock crowed three times, and then the sky brightened.

The town, which had been in chaos all night, finally returned to peace.

"All is well."

Li Kunshan stood up, stretched, put away the altar, and took off his Taoist robe.

I simply washed my face with cold water and walked to the door.

The paper money that was originally neatly stacked had long since scattered. The offerings such as rice and meat were still there, but the spirit had been sucked out by the ghosts. Apart from filling the stomach, they had no taste at all.

"never mind."

Li Kunshan was too lazy to collect them. There was no need to worry about waste. He would wait until noon and the beggars in the town would come out and eat them.

As for why we have to wait until noon, anyone who can get up early in the morning will not have to beg for food.

Although the evening has passed, today is still July 15th. As a disciple of Zhengyi, I still have a lot to do.

For example, offering sacrifices to ancestors, burning paper for ancestors, and other rituals.

Anyway, I'm still busy today.

It was not until after two o'clock in the afternoon that Li Kunshan was almost done.

I just stuffed a few handfuls of raw rice into my stomach. Although it was digested by my gluttonous stomach, I don't feel hungry. After all, the taste is too bad.

Li Kunshan didn't want to treat himself badly, so he simply went out and had a good meal at a restaurant.

Li Kunshan also has a gold bar and more than ten dollars. Compared with ordinary people, he is considered a rich man.

"Oh~! Taoist Priest Li, what a coincidence!"

Unexpectedly, as soon as he went out, he ran into the matchmaker. She was still holding the big red palm-leaf fan, and patted Li Kunshan's chest with a teasing smile on her face.

"You didn't even know where to go after you came back. Did you read the letter they left for you~?"

"Look, I was just about to come visit you, but I didn't expect you to come first."

"That's great, come with me!"

The matchmaker looked happy and took Li Kunshan away.

Li Kunshan was confused. Where was he going?

A moment later, at the restaurant in the south of town, the matchmaker led Li Kunshan to a table where Zhuge Xiaohua and a charming middle-aged woman sat.

"Miss Zhuge, what a coincidence?"

"Yes, Taoist Li, what a coincidence."

"What's the coincidence? I originally wanted you to come for a second meeting!"

The matchmaker pushed Li Kunshan to his seat and pointed at the middle-aged woman opposite him.

"Her name is Wang Hui, and she's Xiaohua's mother. Hee, when you two get married, she'll be your mother-in-law, too."

"It's my aunt."

Li Kunshan quickly stood up, put down his luggage, and said with a smile.

"If it wasn't for the matchmaker's introduction, I would have thought she was Xiaohua's sister."

"Oh my! Look at what you said. I've already given birth to two children. Do I really look that young?"

Wang Hui, who was a little reserved just now, suddenly smiled and extended her hand to the waiter.

"Quick! Give me another good girl... ahem, give Taoist Li two more good dishes!"

Although the entry of 'can speak' was melted, but with just a few words, Wang Hui and Xiaohua, mother and daughter, were still able to coax them into a frenzy of joy.

As for asking some questions, that's easy.

After the meal, Li Kunshan breathed a sigh of relief. The story of the Xishuangbanna Bronze Armored Corpse had not yet begun, and he still had a chance.

"Aunt, I'm going back first."

At the hotel entrance, Li Kunshan said goodbye to Wang Hui.

"I will definitely visit you next time."

"Okay, I'll wait for you."

Wang Hui smiled and watched Li Kunshan leave with Zhuge Xiaohua.

I couldn't help but nod again. This face-to-face contact made me feel that it was really good.

She has decided on this son-in-law.

The most important thing is that my daughter likes it. Li Kunshan has long disappeared, but Zhuge Xiaohua is still craning her neck to watch.

After returning home, Li Kunshan drank some tea and began to practice the Thunder Technique.

Just like before, I practiced until it got dark, then had dinner, took a short rest, and started to refine my Qi and transform my spirit again.

According to Li Kunshan's idea, other skills and spells were put aside for the time being, and the first priority was to upgrade the Thunder Art to the sixth level and the Qi Refining and Spirit Transformation to the second level.

"Ok?"

Late at night, Li Kunshan, who was sitting cross-legged in the bedroom, suddenly opened his eyes, stood up and walked to the window. He saw a Bagua figure emitting faint light in the distant sky.

"That position is...Master."

That was the symbol used by Maoshan disciples to transmit signals to each other, and the location of the Bagua was right above Renjia Town.

Li Kunshan counted on his fingers and was stunned. Uncle Jiu was calling his fellow disciples!

(End of this chapter)