Chapter 97: To be pretty, be filial (Part )

Ding Hai nodded slightly in response, but in his heart he remembered the sign hanging on the only paper-making shop in the town when he passed by it earlier.

The Bliss.

This name made Ding Hai think of a secret technique that was famous among the outsiders.

Paradise Spirit House.

If it is true as he guessed, this seemingly kind second uncle is not a simple person.

Not long after, the mayor and the second uncle entered the restaurant where Ding Hai and the other man were.

The two of them went upstairs, found a corner to sit down, ordered a few dishes at random and started chatting.

"Mayor, I'm really sorry to trouble you with this matter." Second Uncle's voice was a little hoarse.

The mayor waved his hand and smiled, "Second Uncle, what are you talking about? Linxiang is still a member of our Ma family. Is it my responsibility to help him with his funeral affairs?"

After the two exchanged a few pleasantries, the mayor seemed to be in a hurry. After confessing his guilt to his second uncle, he quickly went downstairs and rushed to the backyard of the restaurant.

After seeing the mayor leave, the second uncle stood up and walked towards Ding Hai and the others tremblingly.

"You two should be practicing Taoism, right? I have opened a paper-making shop in this town. I also sell various talisman papers and ritual supplies. If you need anything, you are welcome to patronize me."

Faced with his uncle's seemingly solicitous but actually probing words, Ding Hai's heart was moved, but his face remained calm: "Oh? I didn't expect there is a shop selling talisman paper in this remote town. I must go and see it when I have time."

After hearing this, a gleam of light flashed in the depths of Second Uncle's eyes. He nodded slightly, a warm smile appeared on his face and he said, "If you two are free tomorrow morning, why not come to my shop and have a chat.

I have a few blue talismans that I made by chance, but I'm worried about not finding a suitable buyer. If they catch your eye, I'll sell them to you at a discount."

The second uncle, who was unaware of Ding Hai and the other's background, offered to sell blue talisman paper to them.

Don’t think that blue talisman paper is everywhere just because it is very common in Maoshan.

In fact, blue talisman paper that costs a hundred gold coins a piece is a well-deserved luxury in the spiritual world, and it is also a luxury that is in short supply.

Most of the spells written on the yellow talisman are disposable and can be used immediately after being written. Their shelf life usually does not exceed seven days.

Unless you are in some special formation where you can continuously replenish the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, the effectiveness of the talisman paper will gradually weaken over time.

But there is no such concern for talismans written on blue symbols. On the contrary, if they are properly worshipped, they can even enhance the power of the talisman.

The three Five Thunder Slaying Evil Talismans that Ding Hai used when he went south are an example.

Therefore, once word spreads that there are blue talismans for sale, even if there are only one or two, it will cause many folk magicians in the surrounding counties to rush to buy them.

What my second uncle said about not being able to find a suitable buyer is simply not true.

Ding Hai nodded slightly and said, "Oh, is there really a blue talisman? That's really rare! Since Second Uncle has invited us so kindly, we two brothers will definitely go and bother you tomorrow."

Upon hearing this, the second uncle didn't say anything more. He smiled kindly at Ding Hai and the others, then turned around and left tremblingly.

Ding Hai looked at Chizuru who seemed to have a lot to say and shook his head slightly. Don’t think that this second uncle just seemed to be deaf and blind, and really ignored him.

This is not a good place to talk. If you have anything to say, let’s finish our meal and leave here first.

Qianhe understood what Ding Hai meant and immediately buried her head in eating.

After a cup of tea, the two men completed the liquidation operation and left the restaurant.

On the way back to the inn, Qianhe whispered to Ding Hai, "Brother, are you here just for this second uncle?"

Ding Hai habitually stroked his smooth chin and said, "Yes and no, if you don't plan to stay in Zhuma Town to watch the fun, I won't stay here for too long."

Although he was indeed very interested in the famous Paradise Spirit House in Wai Mao, Ding Hai was only interested in this magical skill.

If he came across it, he wouldn't mind studying it.

If he didn't come across it, he wouldn't deliberately look for this magical skill.

“Brother, this Second Uncle may look kind and amiable, but there is shrewdness hidden in his eyes. He is not an easy character to deal with.

Moreover, he just mentioned the blue talisman deliberately as if he was testing our background. When we go to his paper-making shop tomorrow, should we hang the magic weapon somewhere convenient on our body?"

Qianzuru also has his own skills in observing people. Although he did not detect any malicious intent from his second uncle, it does not mean that he will trust him unreservedly.

"You're crazy." Ding Hai was speechless as he looked at Chizuru who was overthinking.

Do you think this second uncle is some famous devil in the spiritual world?

You come with me. If I can't handle him, do you think you can beat him by taking out the Seven Star Evil-Slaying Sword?

Silent all night.

The next morning, the two went to their second uncle's paper-making shop as agreed.

The paper-folding shop is located in a corner of the town. The store may seem small, but the courtyard behind the store is one of the largest courtyards in the town.

Many young and middle-aged people in the town work in the paper-making factory behind the shop, and it is very bustling with people coming in and out.

Ding Hai and Chizuru walked into the store and saw all kinds of paper-made items displayed in the store, from houses and pavilions to carriages, ships, horses and sedan chairs, from people to animals, all of which were lifelike.

This craftsmanship seems to be no worse than that of the owner of Yong'an Inn.

It just lacks a bit of spiritual charm, otherwise, he could have assembled an army of paper figures.

When the second uncle, who had been waiting in the store, saw Ding Hai and the others coming, he hurried over with a warm smile on his face: "Two Taoist friends, please come in.

Although my place is simple, I have all kinds of paper-made articles, talisman paper, and ritual utensils. If you need anything, feel free to choose."

"You are too polite, fellow Daoist. Blue talismans are rare on the market. Your willingness to sell them to my two brothers and me has been a great help to us." Ding Hai responded with a smile.

Upon hearing this, the smile on Second Uncle's face became even brighter. He turned and walked to the cabinet on the side of the shop, carefully opened the door and took out an exquisite wooden box.

When I opened the wooden box, I saw several blue talisman papers emitting a faint spiritual energy neatly placed inside.

"Please look at this, both of you. This is the blue talisman paper that I have managed to make over the years." The second uncle handed the wooden box to Ding Hai and the other man, a proud look on his face.

Ding Hai and Qian He looked at each other and saw surprise in each other's eyes.

They didn't expect that the second uncle actually took out a few blue talismans, and the quality of these blue talisman papers was so high.

You should know that the production of blue talisman paper is extremely difficult. Not only does one need to be able to prepare various special talisman-making materials, but one also needs superb talisman-making skills.

Due to the lack of systematic cultivation and inheritance, the blue talismans produced by ordinary folk magic lineages are of relatively poor quality, and very few talisman papers will fluoresce.

I didn't expect that the blue talisman paper that my second uncle took out was of better quality than the blue talisman paper supplied in large quantities in Maoshan.

This unremarkable old man actually has some real talent!

"Good! It's really good talisman paper!" Qianhe couldn't help but exclaimed after carefully examining a few blue talismans.

The invisible cloud patterns on these blue talisman papers are clear, and the spiritual energy of the talisman papers is rich but there is no sign of it escaping. Even in the Maoshan Internal Affairs Department, it is difficult to find such fine blue talisman papers. "I wonder how you plan to sell these blue talismans?" Qianhe was a little tempted. Before leaving, Taoist Qingyun had already handed over the two storage rings that Ding Hai gave him to Qianhe.

At this moment, Qianhe really has no shortage of money.

After hearing this, the second uncle pondered for a moment and said, "I spent several years making these blue talismans. I don't want much. How about five blue talismans for five hundred taels of gold?"

Ding Hai and Chizuru did not agree immediately after hearing this. It was not because the price was too high, but because the price was too low.

You should know that to buy an ordinary blue talisman paper from Maoshan Internal Affairs Office, you need to pay one hundred taels of gold.

This is a welfare price given by the sect with the idea of ​​not making money.

Although the price offered by Second Uncle seems to be the same as that of the sect, considering his talisman-making cost and success rate, it is actually no different from a clearance sale.

But the key point is, they have no relationship with the second uncle, so why should he give Chizuru such an easy deal?

Qianhe thought about it and decided to speak out: "I wonder if you have any additional conditions?"

"There are no additional conditions. I just want to make friends with you two fellow Taoists and ask about Lin Xiang?" The second uncle did not hesitate and pointed out the reason why he approached Ding Hai and the others.

“You two should all know what happened in the Ma Family Ancestral Hall yesterday. Zhu Dachang grew up in front of me.

Although he had some unspeakable secrets and did not say them out loud, I could see that he was very sure that there was something wrong with Ma Linxiang's death.

It's just because I'm not good at speaking and I don't know how to properly make this matter public.

At that time, I noticed that my little Taoist friend standing in the crowd seemed to have a strange expression on his face, and it seemed as if there was something in his throat that he couldn't get out.

It was just that due to the situation at the time, I couldn't find you two right away, and by the time I was done, you two Taoist friends had already left."

Ding Hai and his partner did not hide their bodies when they were eating melon yesterday, which was not surprising to their second uncle who was also present at the time.

But he could guess from Chizuru's expression that she should know something about the inside story.

Apart from sighing that the old saying "old people become wiser and ghosts become more powerful" is true, Ding Hai did not show any drastic change of expression.

People teach people, but they can’t teach.

Experience teaches people a lesson, once is enough.

After suffering this loss, Qianhe will surely remember to manage her facial expressions when she travels around in the world in the future.

As early as yesterday when Second Uncle deliberately sought out to talk to the two of them, Ding Hai already knew what Second Uncle should have noticed, so he was not surprised now.

After realizing that she had fallen into the trap, Qianhe suddenly felt ashamed. No wonder her senior brother Ding Hai always said that she lacked experience in the martial arts world.

Now it seems that compared with the old hands in the spiritual world like his second uncle, he is indeed very green.

"I don't know much about Ma Linxiang, but I can confirm that when I was at the Ma Family Ancestral Hall yesterday, Ma Linxiang was still alive."

After learning this lesson, Qianhe started to make deals with her second uncle.

"Impossible, yesterday afternoon, Mrs. Linxiang's brother did that in front of us?!" The second uncle thought of something and stopped talking.

Before his death, the old man of the Ma family once said that most of the Ma family's property was used to buy various funerary objects and bury them in their ancestral tomb.

If this rascal Ma Linxiang fails in his business, he might set his sights on this batch of priceless "funerary objects".

But the ancestral tomb of his branch is in the same place as the ancestral tomb of the entire town. Under normal circumstances, he basically has no chance of taking out those burial objects.

If you dig up your ancestors' graves for no reason and take out burial objects, your spine will be pierced by your clansmen.

It is possible that for the sake of the family's reputation, the clan members would directly bury Ma Linxiang, the "unfilial son" who had set his sights on their ancestor, in the ancestral tomb to make amends to the ancestor.

The purpose of faking death is to build a tomb.

The purpose of digging up the tomb is to cover up the noise made by digging up the tombs of one's ancestors.

For the sake of money, they do not hesitate to dig up graves and disturb the peace of their ancestors.

Ma Linxiang, this beast, deserves to die.

The second uncle, who had sorted out everything, was instantly free of any emotional fluctuations at the news of Ma Linxiang's death.

In this feudal era where clan rules are more effective than laws, Ma Linxiang's actions are completely unacceptable to the clan.

Even if such a person were still alive in this world, my second uncle would discuss with the mayor to come up with a solution to make him die outside and never come back.

"Thank you for the information, fellow Taoist. When you two have collected enough money, you can come to me and take these five blue talisman papers." The second uncle, who did not see the baggage from Ding Hai and the other man, was not going to deny the debt.

It was just his habitual thinking that made him think that Ding Hai and the other man did not carry any money with them.

Upon hearing this, Qianhe reached out his hand and took out fifty large yellow croakers and placed them on the table in front of him.

When Second Uncle saw this, his pupils shrank suddenly.

Storage tool?

I seem to have underestimated the two fellow Taoists in front of me.

In a flash, many things flashed through Second Uncle's mind, but he still reached out and pushed the wooden box in front of Qianhe.

"Thank you for your help, fellow Taoist." Qianhe received the wooden box and prepared to leave.

After knowing some of the inside story, my second uncle will definitely be busy.

It would be somewhat tactless for them to continue staying here.

Unexpectedly, before he and Ding Hai could get up, a bald man suddenly rushed in.

"Second uncle, things are bad. Sister Linxiang's family was all killed by Zhu Dachang, and Zhu Dachang also died in the Ma family ancestral hall.

The mayor is leading people to maintain order there, and he asked me to ask you to go and see how to deal with this matter."

The bald-headed man's words caused the entire Paradise to fall into silence in an instant, and the second uncle's face became solemn.

"You said that Mrs. Linxiang's entire family was killed by Zhu Dachang. How is that possible?" asked the second uncle with a frown.

Baldy explained anxiously, "I don't know the details. I just went to the town to buy vegetables and met the mayor when I passed by the Ma Family Ancestral Hall.

The mayor told me so. He asked me to invite you to preside over this matter. When I came back, the mayor had already brought people to seal off the Ma Family Ancestral Hall. "

The second uncle stood up, put away the fifty large yellow croakers on the table with a serious face, and then rushed out of the Paradise.

Zhu Dachang is the only child of his branch, so nothing must happen to him.

　I forgot to ask for votes. I’ll give you double the monthly votes at the end of the month. I’m going to beg for votes now.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)