Chapter 80 Mo Laoye preaches and the corpse buryer appears
"Where?"
"Two people died in Liutiao Alley in the west of Jiangdu City. We will have an interview tomorrow." Mr. Mo took a puff of cigarette and said, "That's all."
Tsk, trouble has come to Jiangdu City so quickly... Zhou Shi was naturally nervous when he heard this.
He had fought a poison master once and knew how powerful the evil ways were.
"Senior Ruan is coming to Fengde Building tomorrow?"
"His letter only said 'interview', I think that's it."
Fortunately, Ruan Hunxiong notified me in time so that I could be prepared... huh?
"Mr. Mo, you've been in the secret room all day, how did you get the letter?"
Mr. Mo put the cigarette rod on his lap and said: "This is the communication skill between horsemen. What, you want to learn?"
"That depends on whether you teach or not." Although Zhou Shi said it politely, there was a hint of complaint in his words, "I have been a horse rider for a month, and I have only learned the lifespan algorithm and the method of borrowing a corpse to invite a soul.
How can I look like someone from the underworld?"
Mr. Mo shrugged and said, "Are you going to learn the things in the vulva just because you asked? Okay, I will teach you how to do it. Bring two candles."
Zhou Shi took out his usual candle from under the counter, struck a match and lit it. Mr. Mo asked him to take one and took one for himself.
"Look at it. After writing the words on the paper, rub it around your neck, then say "Fengdelou Shopkeeper Zhou Shi" and throw the paper in-"
The paper was quickly swallowed up by the candle in Mr. Mo's hand and turned into ashes.
At the same time, the candle in Zhou Shi's hand suddenly burned violently.
"Take a piece of paper, rub it around your neck, and then stick it to the fire."
Zhou Shi did as he was told and found a line of words appearing on the paper that was illuminated by fire. It was exactly what Mr. Mo had just written. But when he picked up the paper and took a look, there was nothing on the paper.
"Do you understand? This is called "Guanzhong Guanzi". Although it is not something created by Zuma Ke, it is very useful." Mr. Mo blew out the candle and said, "The characters passed down are all in the fire, and they must be passed through.
You can only see it with a blank piece of paper, so you don’t have to worry about being spied on.”
Zhou Shi put down the paper and said: "Mr. Mo, you have such a useful thing, you should teach me earlier..."
"Aren't you afraid that if you just learn a little bit and go out to show off, you will fall into the hands of an expert? It's better to use the outer door things secretly. Moreover," Mr. Mo said something extraordinary casually, "You have
Never thought about the use of the paper money we took from the ghosts?"
"Uh... I've thought about it." Zhou Shi has been thinking about this issue since the first day he went to the counter, and he came to the conclusion that it is a "sense of ritual".
"The paper money itself is just yellow paper with a bunch of ghostly symbols drawn on it that even the person buying the paper money can't understand, and the amounts on it are all written blindly, ranging from dozens, hundreds, or thousands of taels. The only meaningful thing is,
It’s merit.”
"Merit?"
"That's right. Those who have accumulated good deeds and have a prosperous family will naturally be cared for after death. Some people burn paper and offer incense. It depends on how much merit a person had during his lifetime. What we rogues collect from ghosts is also merit.
"And merit is what we horse walkers rely on to use our skills. For example, the calculation of lifespan and the resurrection of corpses will consume the merit collected by the inn. So I dare not hand over all my skills to you at once. If I use up all the merit from the inn
, if the guarantee is not enough, he will change from the shopkeeper to the customer on the spot, do you understand what I mean?"
"I understand, I understand..." Zhou Shi finally understood how the Yinhun Inn operates, and could finally ask the question he was most concerned about at the moment.
"Mr. Mo, now that we've got the conversation out of the way, can you please tell me the truth, there is no way to break the iron abacus curse in Zouma Ke?"
Mr. Mo replied: "There is a method worth trying, but I don't recommend it."
"What?"
"The merit algorithm. This is one of the essences of the horse racing business. This algorithm can calculate a person's merit, settle the account in advance and give retribution to the merit that was originally calculated after the person blows out the lamp and pulls out the wax."
"So powerful?" Zhou Shi's heart ignited hope. This ability is simply like——
"Judge, do you think so? But I have said something ugly before. No one can be sure of the merits and demerits of his life before the calculation is settled. If the faults are greater than the merits, he will lose his life and encounter disasters. And if you use your merits
The algorithm itself consumes a huge amount of merit. With the current operation of the inn, it takes about a year's income to use it once."
One year! Zhou Shi instantly felt like falling into an ice cellar.
"Mr. Mo, you have been a rogue for so long, haven't you accumulated any merit..."
"Are you planning on me? I'm afraid I'll disappoint you. I don't want you to have a ready-made restaurant to use, and a small tavern in the countryside can't entertain many ghosts. If you want to accumulate merit, that's it.
Impossible."
No wonder, no wonder I’ve never seen him use an iron abacus...
Zhou Shi put away the candle, turned around and looked at the ghosts in this room, and whispered:
"Mr. Mo, I have always had a question."
"Say."
"You just said that the outer door should be sneaky, but the inn is located in a busy area like Fengde Building. Isn't it a bit dangerous?"
"The danger is quite dangerous, but there is no way. In a place where so many ghosts gather, the yin energy will only get heavier and heavier. The yang energy of living people must be there to balance them, so that dirty things will not breed. We
Travelers have always been hidden from the market, in order to maintain the harmony of yin and yang."
That's it...
"But, we still have a problem here."
"What's the trouble?"
"Xiao Lin. It is a fierce ghost with unknown origins. It has a strong Yin energy. With it suppressing it, Fengde Building is now a place where Yin is strong and Yang is declining. It is easy to be targeted." Mr. Mo said in a low voice, "You
We must bring as many living people to Fengde Building as possible to make it lively and lively in order to maintain the safety of the inn."
No wonder Mr. Mo is so concerned about business matters...
Zhou Shi calmed down and said, "If we raise the restaurant's business to a higher level starting from today, will there be more ghosts coming at night?"
Mr. Mo stared at him for a while and said: "Do you really want to use this method? I can warn you that using the merit algorithm is unpredictable, especially for businessmen like you. Walking in the mall, it is inevitable that you will get something wrong.
Impure things. If you use the merit calculation on yourself, you will really have a narrow escape from death. If you encounter any adventures this year, you may be able to find other methods."
Zhou Shi smiled bitterly and said: "You all say that adventure is an 'if' or 'maybe'. If you continue to do so, this is also a way. It is better to prepare first."
Mr. Mo nodded and said: "That's fine. When you build up some Yin Qi, I will teach you the algorithm of merit and virtue. Don't complain about life or death."
I don’t know if the merit calculation includes the half of my life before time travel, or if it directly connects to the half of Shopkeeper Zhou’s life... Zhou Shi has never regretted so much about the bad things he did when he was a child.
"Shopkeeper, settle the accounts!"
"Coming-"
The next morning, Ruan Hunxiong arrived as scheduled.
But coming with him was a middle-aged man with fair skin.
Although Zhou Shi was confused, since it was Ruan Hunxiong who brought them, he couldn't ask any more questions and took them directly to the private room on the second floor while no one was in the front hall.
"Senior Ruan, it's better to dress more elegantly next time, otherwise I won't be able to take you to the private room in front of others. Who is this?"
Ruan Hunxiong, dressed as a farmer, was about to introduce himself, but was stopped by the man.
"I'll do it myself. If I go back to shopkeeper Zhou, I'm Yu Heng, who helps people dig holes and bury corpses." He paused and said, "I brought the corpses excavated from Yichun Garden to Jiangdu City.