Chapter 13: Black-hearted shop work and ghost exorcism
Xiaowu!
The moment Yu Que was about to fall into the oil pan, he summoned the family god and let it fall on his body.
His whole body was immediately surrounded by corpse energy, his teeth were sharp, and white hairs suddenly grew out of his body.
Yu Que turned into a corpse. When he fell into the oil pan, thanks to the blessing of corpse energy, he was not burned to pieces.
But even so, Yu Que still felt uncomfortable.
Especially the boiling oil in the oil pan was like syrup, sticky and clinging to his body, eroding the corpse energy on his body, as if it was trying to penetrate into his body.
A chill filled Yu Que's chest, especially when he looked up from the oil pot and saw Zheng Laohei with his sleeves rolled up outside the oil pot.
There was a cruel smile on the other party's face, and he seemed to be enjoying Yu Que's miserable look at this moment.
Just when Yu Que was about to jump out of the frying pan and retaliate in kind, a painful voice sounded in his ears:
"Brothers of the Yu family, quickly open the ghost altar and fry the ghosts in the jar into the pot."
The words came from Fang Mulian's mouth.
The other party was also pushed into the oil pan and stood in the oil pan with a painful expression.
Fang Mulian's body was steaming with gray energy, but he stood still, hugged the jar in his hand tightly, and didn't let it go for a moment, and then pressed it into the oil pan.
Yu Que was reminded and he calmed down.
After some calculations, his eyes flickered for a few times, he calmed down, temporarily put away the fierceness in his eyes, and then imitated Fang Mulian next to him, and pressed down the ghost altar in his hand.
Sizzle!
The ghost altar was put into the oil pan, and a shrill ghost cry suddenly sounded.
With a bang, the jar in the hands of the two men broke, and something came out of it. It swam in the oil pan like a living fish, rolling and struggling hard.
Fortunately, Yu Que and Yu Que were still standing in the oil pan. They immediately stretched out their hands and pinched the ghost that emerged from the altar, making it impossible for the other party to get out.
After ten breaths of this, the cries of the ghost in the oil pan became weaker, and the smell of burning smell appeared on the bodies of the two of them.
Yu Que couldn't bear it anymore. His vitality had been greatly damaged. If he stayed for a little longer, his physical body would be too depleted and he wouldn't be able to recover no matter how much he nursed back to health.
And Zheng Laohei can't even provide daily meals, and obviously he won't bear the cost of soup and medicine for work-related injuries.
There was a crash, so Yu Que took the lead and jumped out of the oil pan, standing in front of Zheng Laohei with a cold face.
As for Zheng Laohei, he didn't pay attention to Yu Que and the two at all. He was focused on the ghost in the oil pot. He didn't know when he took out a stack of talisman paper, a plate of cinnabar and mercury and other sundries in his hand.
Zheng Laohei muttered something in his mouth, surrounded the oil pan, and threw in talisman paper, cinnabar and other objects with a step.
"The fried ghost is burnt and boiled to pieces. The bones are crispy and the meat is soft, which can nourish the mind.
A scoop of mercury adds vitality, two bowls of cinnabar add vitality, and three mouthfuls of child urine increase masculinity! ”
Amidst this guy's weird chanting, bang bang!
Clusters of flames flickered on the huge oil pan.
The ghost that Yu Que suppressed just now originally wanted to use up its last strength to jump out of the oil pan, but it was hit by cinnabar. Holes suddenly appeared in the ghost body, and its cry became louder.
"Trash!" Zheng Laohei said to Yuque without raising his head:
"It's too early for you to get out of trouble, but since this is your first time here today, you are not at fault. If you do this again next time, you will have to pay for it."
This guy finally noticed Yu Que, but the words he spoke were not explanations, nor the slightest apology, but criticisms.
This made Yu Que's heart feel even colder.
But since he had chosen to suppress his emotions just now, and now Zheng Laohei had begun to train ghosts and gods, he would naturally be less likely to have an attack.
On the contrary, Yu Que's eyes became clearer, staring closely at the other party's every move, taking all his actions into his own eyes.
He watched for a long time and found that Fang Mulian also got up from the oil pan at some point.
The other party took the initiative to talk to Yu Que and said in a low voice: "Although the ghost is contained in a jar, when frying it, you cannot directly smash the jar into it, otherwise the ghost is not stupid and will immediately struggle to resist and desperately try to escape.
Also, you and I have a family god. The family god has a sinister aura, but he is restrained by you and me. He walks into the oil pan and stirs the boiling oil, which can make the oil boil without overdoing it. The principle is just like you and I burning wet wood under the stove. ”
This man was explaining to Yu Que in a low voice, with a hint of apology in his voice, as if he was embarrassed for not informing Yu Que in advance.
Yu Que listened carefully and understood. He exhaled without any intention of angering this person.
Because judging from Zheng Laohei's actions just now, it was obvious that the guy wanted to see Yu Que's panicked appearance, and tortured him for fun.
"Thank you, Brother Fang." Yu Que raised his hand towards Fang Mulian and expressed his gratitude.
Fang Mulian saw that although Yu Que's face was not kind, he was still easy to talk to. The man was relieved and said to himself: "This little brother Yu Que seems to be a capable person. He should be able to stay with me in the store in good health." Stay a little longer.”
But Fang Mulian didn't know that when Yu Que thanked him, the cold look in his eyes remained unchanged.
Although she got an explanation, Fang Mulian explained over and over again that Zheng Laohei had no good intentions just now and used the two of them as firewood directly, regardless of whether they would be disabled or injured.
How disgusting are these old guys who don’t care about their apprentices’ lives!
However, the more stern Yu Que felt in his heart, the more honest he appeared on his face, with a look of sudden enlightenment and humility on his face.
After a while.
The boiling oil pot gradually cooled down, and a damp and cold smell began to fill the area.
Zheng Laohei stopped the action of stepping on the gang, took out two pieces of paper clothes from his sleeves, and slapped them into the cooling oil pan.
"Get up!"
The paper clothes swayed, as if being blown open, and swayed in the oil pan, and then I saw two little people crawling out of the pan.
The two little people couldn't wait to get into the paper clothes and turned into two paper dolls floating on the oil pan.
"Hahaha!" Zheng Laohei laughed with a smile on his face:
"My method of frying ghosts to remove yin is unique in the entire Huangshan County. If you can learn it, you will have no worries about food and clothing for the rest of your life."
The animal swaggered towards the front hall with its hands behind its back.
The two baby-sized paper dolls also jumped out of the oil pan and followed Zheng Laohei staggeringly, no longer fierce, but became extremely obedient.
Zheng Laohei’s instructions came again:
"You two useless things, go and rest first. There is a jar of good ghosts in the courtyard, waiting for me to say something. Then you can throw it into the oil pan and fry it."
Yu Que and Fang Mulian both stared at each other closely. It wasn't until Zheng Laohei's figure disappeared behind the curtain and completely disappeared that they finally looked away. Fang Mulian had a sad look on her face and whispered to Yu Que:
"Master went to the front hall to further refine the ghosts and gods. You and I are not allowed to disturb you. We should go down and heat up the oil pan first."
Yu Que Ruyan followed the other party down the ladder and came to the big stove again.
The two of them were busy working and chatting.
After the experience of frying ghosts together just now, the relationship between them became more lively.
Fang Mulian also said with a smile: "Brother Yu, thanks to your presence today, I can blow up two ghosts at once. Otherwise, I'm afraid I won't be able to go home from work until dawn."
"Brother Fang is so polite. Yu is new here, and it's all thanks to Brother Fang's advice."
Yu Que replied with a smile. He also asked insinuatingly when the two of them could go to the front hall and watch Zheng Laohei refining ghosts and gods up close.
What made him feel depressed was that Fang Mulian also had a look of confusion on his face.
This man has been working in the shop for three or four years, but he has never been allowed to look in the front hall once.
And refine and refine, and refine and refine again and again.
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Although the fried ghost thing just now was strange, the two fierce ghosts lost their ferocity as soon as they came out of the frying pan.
But this step is obviously just a part of the process of refining ghosts and gods. There is absolutely no way to become a refiner by relying only on the skill of frying ghosts.
However, although Yu Que's mood sank, he did not have the idea of leaving this black shop. Instead, he squinted his eyes and looked around, and began to figure out how to make money in the restaurant, and how to enrich his own pockets here and use Zheng Laohei. something to hone his skills.
Since this old guy is not a son of a man, don't blame him for having ulterior motives.
More than an hour passed.
Yu Que and Fang Mulian heated up the oil pan again and fried the remaining jar of ghosts.
After the three jars of ghosts were blown up, the two of them could finally get off work.
As a result, Zheng Laohei appeared in the backyard with an unlucky look on his face, threw out two tattered paper dolls, and said: "These two scumbags should be sent to the county fire room quickly so that they don't bother me anymore. ”
Yu Que took a closer look and found that these two paper dolls were the two that crawled out of the oil pan before.
Moreover, the ghost energy on the doll is quite strong, as if something is about to burst out of the doll at any time.
When Zheng Laohei walked away, Fang Mulian whispered: "These two ghosts have failed to be refined and may become evil at any time. They cannot stay for a long time and must be sent to the crematorium to be suppressed and killed."
After saying this, Fang Mulian carried two paper dolls, cupped her hands towards Yu Que, and hurriedly walked out of the shop.
Yu Que watched the other party send him off. He wanted to open his mouth several times. He could do this for him.
The waste-refined ghosts that Zheng Laohei despises are a kind of treasure for him. They can be put into the black gourd and turned into gray water to nourish other ghosts.
This matter was one of the reasons why Yu Que came here with great interest!
When working under an alchemist, you may have a shortage of everything, but there is no shortage of opportunities to come into contact with ghosts. Yu Que only needs to be smart and swallow a few scraps from the alchemist's hands, which will be enough to support his own refining needs.
call!
However, no matter how longing he felt in his heart, Yu Que still suppressed his thoughts.
After all, it was his first time here today, and Zheng Laohei didn't look good either. It would be better to play it safe and wait until he is thoroughly familiar with the work in the store before he can find a way to turn waste into treasure.
He tightened his sleeves and robe, stepped out of the paper shop when the night was darkest, and headed home.
The next few days.
Yu Que stayed up day and night, working in the papermaking shop every day, and saw many utensils and methods used by alchemists.
It's a pity that Zheng Laohei continued to guard the two of them like a thief. He only let the two of them be responsible for the process of preparing ghosts. He never mentioned the subsequent steps of nourishing ghosts and cultivating ghost species, and he still didn't care about their lives. , extremely oppressive, and extremely black-hearted.
After more than half a month, because Yu Que behaved as submissively as Fang Mulian, Zheng Laohei also began to assign more work to him.
Among them, the ghost-sending part that made Yu Que the most "coveted", after he intervened a few times, it simply became his job.
Taking advantage of this opportunity, Yu Que would steal one of the three useless ghosts he gave away, put it into the black gourd and turn it into gray water.
He also deliberately chose a different crematorium to accept ghosts every time, so as not to send ghosts there frequently and have the number recorded by someone who was interested.
Finally, when one month of apprenticeship was over, Yu Que got a night off, and the gourd was almost full.
Carrying most of the gourd's worth of gray water, he quietly left home and hurried towards the location of the Ghost Market with great joy.
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The county town is pitch black at night. The closer you get to the mountainous outskirts, the thicker the fog is on the streets, and there are almost no living people walking around.
Yu Que didn't know the location of the ghost market in Seventh Square, so he wandered alone on the empty streets.
This was not because he had not planned his trip well, but because although ghost markets were held every night, their locations were not fixed at all.
Often, whichever place in the city has the strongest Yin Qi is the place where ghosts gather and the immortals meet that night.
Occasionally, a luxurious person or business association will artificially create excessive Yin energy in a certain place, thereby attracting a group of ghosts in the county to come and gather the immortals, thereby temporarily fixing the location of the ghost gathering.
Yu Que walked around for half an hour at night. Suddenly, when midnight came, he suddenly felt as if there was a layer of frost hanging in the county town, and it was unusually cold.
The streets that originally seemed empty suddenly had pedestrians appear again.
Each of them had their heels off the ground, their faces were pale, their eyes were numb, and they were wandering around the streets as if they were floating. They were not humans, but ghosts in the city.
Now that Yu Que has a family god, he is naturally not afraid of these ghosts, and his eyes are still slightly bright.
If he didn't want to use them to guide the way, the ghosts in the city couldn't be captured privately. Yu Que wanted to collect the wandering ghosts on the street one by one.
He followed these dead souls step by step, heading towards the place in the city where the Yin Qi was the strongest.
Not long after, a thick mist appeared on the street. It seemed to be crawling on the ground. It was clammy and sticky, and seemed to be able to penetrate into people's mouths and noses, shaped like tentacles.
Yu Que walked into the mist, and he suddenly seemed to have left the mortal world of the county and arrived in the underworld.
I saw longing figures in the mist, high and low, there were giant figures walking back and forth, there were also human heads flying around, and ghosts were crying everywhere.
This is his destination tonight, the location of the Seventh Ghost Collection in Huangshan Mountain.
(End of chapter)