I became an immortal in the Tang Dynasty

Chapter 101 Li Bai and the Ghosts
The old mountain god was indeed old, with completely white hair and beard, looking at least eighty or ninety years old, and he was trembling with fear. When someone said that, he didn't seem angry, but just stroked his beard and smiled.

Yuan Danqiu asked him with great interest:

"Is it really haunted?"

When Li Bai looked at the house again, he no longer felt it was desolate and dilapidated.

Spiderwebs might be the lair of demons or ghosts, and the grass in the courtyard grows so tall, giving it a rather wild and untamed feel. A slightly worn screen, however, adds to its dignified elegance.

The mouse is perfect too; the husband has a cat, and the cat likes to play with the mouse.

He lowered his hand from the money bag.

He looked at Jiang She.

"Sir, shall we make a decision?"

Jiang She also found it interesting.

They quickly signed a contract for the season. Using the silk from the trunk as payment, they officially moved in.

The man never expected that his efforts to persuade her would backfire.

He opened his mouth, wanting to persuade her again.

Seeing that they had signed the contract and paid the money and silk, it was no use trying to persuade them this time.

After hesitating for a while, the man comforted him, saying, "I'll come tomorrow and take you to the Stone Goddess Temple to pray properly. Maybe it will ward off evil spirits."

After saying that, he walked away, turning back every few steps.

Hearing the noise, several residents nearby looked over. The snow was still falling, so they took brooms and pretended to sweep the snow in front of their doors, glancing over every now and then to listen to the sounds coming from the yard.

In the courtyard, Jiang She and the others were also cleaning up, pulling weeds out of the cracks between the bricks.

Jiang She lowered his head and stared at the nest of squeaking mice.

Ok……

Let's spare these scoundrels for now.

Let's see how it goes after tonight.

The group was too lazy to sweep the snow in the courtyard. After all, the falling snow was part of the atmosphere. They divided the house into sections, swept away the cobwebs and dust, and took out bedding and luggage from the carriage and arranged them inside.

The cat also helped carry the luggage.

Even though the blankets are bigger than a cat.

After finishing all this, it will be 5 PM.

Every household put on a lamp, and their courtyards were pitch black.

When Jiang She came out, the neighbors who were sweeping snow all quieted down. Looking at this young man in blue, they knew he was a new neighbor living in that haunted house.

After a while, a middle-aged scholar bowed.

Everyone else greeted them as well.

Jiang She asked with a smile, "I am new here and do not know where the general store is. I would like to buy some oil lamps for my home."

The neighbors looked at this gentle and refined young man.

He muttered to himself for a while.

"Go north from the grocery store, and you'll see it along the street."

"It's getting late, and the North Market must be closing soon," the middle-aged scholar said. "I have some extra candles at home; perhaps I could fetch them for you, my lord, to use temporarily?"

At this time, the city was divided into wards. Many businesses were conducted in special markets, which only operated for an afternoon. At noon, when the drums sounded, the city would open its doors to customers.

At dusk, another drumbeat sounded, and the shop doors closed one by one.

There were also some taverns and restaurants in the neighborhood, as well as tailors, shoemakers, and carpenters, but none of them were as complete as the South Market and North Market.

Jiang She thanked him.

The middle-aged man turned around and ordered his servant to fetch it.

While waiting for the oil lamp, Jiang She exchanged a few words with the other party and learned that this scholarly family had only been there for a month.

"I apologize for disturbing you, Jiang. May I ask where you are from?"

The middle-aged scholar, surnamed Du, said, "I am from Gong County. I have brought my nephews and nieces to witness the Emperor's Fengshan ceremony."

For Confucian scholars, this was an extremely rare experience.

Since the Tang Dynasty, only two emperors have performed the Fengshan ceremony. Going back further, it would be the time of Emperor Guangwu of the Han Dynasty. A lifetime of studying, yet such a grand event is rare indeed.

Not a moment.

The servant brought a porcelain oil lamp and two candles.

Following behind the servant was a boy of about thirteen or fourteen, who looked rather mature for his age, holding a book in his hand. Jiang She could guess that the lamp might have come from the boy's study.

"Thank you."

Jiang She carefully accepted it.

The Du family is truly generous. Candles are not easy to come by these days; even ordinary wealthy families in Luoyang are reluctant to light them, preferring to use oil lamps for illumination. He returned to the courtyard.

Then I heard the sound of reading coming from the neighbor's house.

Then he heard the previously gentle and refined Master Du snort coldly, followed by the sound of pages turning. Master Du asked the young man in a low voice:
"Your father wants to send you to Luoyang, do you want to go?"

It is unknown what the young man answered.

Du Langjun scoffed.

"That would be for the best. You want to create a child prodigy at such a young age? If you force him to grow too fast, and he passes the imperial examination, will he really become an official at the age of thirteen or fourteen?"

Later on, it involved other people's family matters.

Jiang She stopped listening.

Jiang She pushed open the door, gave each of Li Bai and Yuan Danqiu a candle, and lit an oil lamp in the courtyard.

Li Bai and Yuan Danqiu didn't move; they took the candles but didn't light them.

The courtyard was dark, and the two sat on the steps, seemingly waiting for something.

Sit for a while.

Yuan Danqiu asked the old deer mountain god, "Is there really a ghost in this house?"

The mountain god sat in his chair, smiling as he watched them, calculating something, but didn't answer directly. "Go ask the master!"

The two men's eyes flickered and turned to Jiang She.

Jiang She, somewhat mischievous, didn't reply. This left the two men both curious and a little afraid. Yuan Danqiu kept asking Li Bai, "Taibai, what might you have seen?"

Li Bai looked around.

shook his head.

……

……

By the time the moon was high in the sky, the cold wind had almost given them both a cold.

Yuan Danqiu and Li Bai were so sleepy that they were wrapped in fur coats and blankets, and their eyelids were almost too heavy to keep open. They were thinking about when they would have to go to the pharmacy to see a doctor the next day.

Suddenly, an extremely faint sound was heard.

Yuan Danqiu's eyes were already closed, curled up in his warm fur coat, snoring softly. He was gently woken up by Li Bai.

"Danqiu Zi, Danqiu Zi..."

After calling for a while, Yuan Danqiu opened his eyes blankly.

"Taibai..."

Li Bai shushed him, telling him to shut up. He then gestured with his chin, indicating that Yuan Danqiu should look out into the courtyard.

The moonlight shone on the snow piled up under the sun, making it glitter and sparkle. Sometime during the day, it seemed as if mats had been laid out on the ground.

A series of ethereal figures floated in the courtyard.

Yuan Danqiu immediately regained consciousness.

As things quieted down, the two heard sounds coming from these figures, but they were indistinct and their shapes were not clearly visible.

"This family lives here..."

"So what if people live here? We've lived here longer than they have."

"Yes, yes."

What are you doing today?

"Tonight I am a scholar."

"Then I am a monk... um... I am sick, so I have come to beg for alms."

"I am a Jinshi (a successful candidate in the highest imperial examinations), and I am an official."

Li Bai and Yuan Danqiu listened quietly to the sounds. They looked at each other and Li Bai spoke very softly, afraid of disturbing these supernatural beings. He asked in a whisper.

"Go and call the master and the mountain god to come and take a look?"

Yuan Danqiu said, "Sir and the Mountain God must be asleep by now..."

"He definitely didn't sleep."

Yuan Danqiu refused, "Then you go."

After dawdling for a while, the two carefully got up, pretending to be sleepy from the night, and knocked on the door of the master's bedroom. The door creaked open.

Jiang She, dressed in his robes, stood by the window, having been gazing out for who knows how long.

A sleepy cat lay sprawled in my arms.

【Ask for monthly ticket】

(End of this chapter)