"What's more, I came here today to give a lecture to Huo Xiuer, not really on a mission."
Fatty Wang touched his head in embarrassment, thinking that this was indeed the case.
It is indeed difficult to ask these elderly people in their 70s and 80s for longevity.
So, he nodded and smiled.
"Okay!"
"Brother Zhang Hao, you are the shopkeeper. I just asked because I didn't understand."
"I understand now, haha, I listen to you."
After hearing this, the village chief and the remaining villagers looked at Zhang Hao again, with a little more awe and gratitude in their eyes.
Because the Yin Yang Inn’s charging method is widely circulated in the village.
Therefore, when preparing to bury Lao Liutou at first, everyone was thinking about it.
Because there are no second cobblers nearby, there are no second cobblers in today’s society.
The only place I can think of is the Yin Yang Inn.
But Yin Yang Inn charges people’s lifespan. Although everyone thinks this matter is a bit mysterious, they all know that Mr. Yin Yang is a man with great supernatural powers.
When he said that he could collect longevity yuan, almost everyone didn't believe it.
It was also because of this concern that he had not come to Yin Yang Inn for so long.
In the end, I had no choice but to come to the inn.
After hearing Zhang Hao's explanation, the village chief couldn't help but said gratefully.
"Mr. Yin and Yang, you are truly a great benefactor to our Fengmen Village!"
"Old Liu Tou is helpless, and he didn't expect to be taken care of by you after his death. Old Liu Tou is not completely unlucky!"
"Mr. Yin Yang, this..."
"Hey, we don't know how to thank you!"
Immediately afterwards, other villagers also echoed.
"Yeah, who hasn't had an accident yet? Most of the people in this village have no children around, or they died from evil in the village a few years ago. If something happens to us in the future, we may have to rely on Mr. Yin Yang "
"Mr. Yin Yang, your words are the benefactor of our Fengmen Village! Don't worry, I will cover the food and meat at Yin Yang Inn from now on!"
"That won't work. I have a lot of sheep. Mr. Yin Yang, from now on I will kill a sheep for you every month!"
"And I and I, Mr. Yin and Yang, just because of your attitude towards Old Liu Tou, I will kill the pig when I go back tomorrow and thank you for Old Liu Tou!"
"..."
Zhang Hao shook his head in amusement, but he also knew that these villagers were honest and reciprocated kindness. He waved his hands and said.
“I appreciate everyone’s kindness.”
"I won't say thank you. You just have to do what you can."
"As I said just now, asking for money is taboo. If you make it difficult for yourself just to thank me, then you are not thanking me, but harming me."
"Okay, that's it. I'm ready to start, you guys step back."
After the villagers glanced at each other, they couldn't help but look at Zhang Hao with a hint of respect.
Although he was young, he made them feel more reliable than anyone else.
It seems that no one can be relied on, but if there is a problem, Mr. Yin Yang can definitely be relied on.
Zhang Hao walked to the body and opened the wooden box.
The box contained tools for sewing corpses.
After Zhang Hao took out a needle, he looked at the body of Old Liu Tou, and then waved to Huo Xiuer.
"Come and help me."
"Look carefully and feel my movements."
Huo Xiuer nodded, walked to Zhang Hao with the rice in her arms, and then glanced at the needle and thread in the wooden box.
This sight really shocked me.
The needle in the wooden box turned out to be smaller than an ordinary sewing needle.
At the same time, there is also that flesh-colored thread in the box.
If you take out a single piece of this kind of thread, you may not even be able to see it because it is so thin, even thinner than a human hair.
That is, when they are all stacked together, Huo Xiuer can see this very thin line.
Seeing Zhang Hao pick up one end of a thin thread, Huo Xiuer couldn't help but exclaimed.
"Oh my god..."
"Such a thin thread, such a small needle..."
"I feel like I have to practice for a long time just to thread the needle."
Zhang Hao glanced at Huo Xiuer, and then said seriously.
"Threading the needle and thread doesn't even count as getting started."
"But after all, there are rules to follow for this kind of thing. As long as you practice seriously, you can still learn it."
"Everyone in the Yin Yang Inn has a unique skill, and there is absolutely no mediocre person."
"It doesn't mean that I taught you, you are my disciple; it doesn't mean that I taught you, you are from Yin Yang Inn."
"If you want to be a member of Yin Yang Inn, you have to work hard."
"If you don't have talent, make up for it with sweat."
Huo Xiuer looked at Zhang Hao and nodded solemnly after a while.
"Don't worry, master. Now that I have become your apprentice, I will definitely not embarrass you."
"It will not embarrass the Yin Yang Inn."
"I will never become a burden to Yin Yang Inn!" Zhang Hao nodded slightly, then looked at the thread in his hand. Then he threw the thread upwards, and the thread as thin as cicada silk drew an arc in the wind.
Although the thread was thin, it felt heavy and did not blow away in the wind. Instead, after being thrown up, it fell vertically again not long after.
Immediately afterwards, Zhang Hao slammed the table. Suddenly the fine needle in the wooden box was shaken and flew out of the box.
As you move up and down, you can see that the thin thread passes directly through the silver needle without any error.
Huo Xiuer originally wanted to see what the secret was, but after seeing Zhang Hao go through the trouble like this, her heart suddenly became cold and she muttered secretly.
this?
I obviously know what's going on in my mind, but if I were asked to do it, I just wouldn't be able to achieve Zhang Hao's effect.
Not to mention the stunt of threading in the air, even if Huo Xiuer wears reading glasses and holds a needle in one hand and a thread in the other, she may not be able to successfully pass through the tiny pinhole.
The needle and thread were so small that Huo Xiuer shook her head and sighed.
Getting started with yin-yang suturing is already so difficult, and it’s hard to imagine how difficult it will be in the future.
Huo Xiuer had a vague premonition of the subsequent challenge, but Zhang Hao's next move left her stunned.
After Zhang Hao easily passed through the needle and thread, he accurately aimed at the skin on the corpse, as if performing a delicate operation.
He deftly inserted the flesh-colored thread along the lines on the skin, and then sewed the two wounds together tightly like sewing clothes.
The sutured wound is almost invisible to the naked eye because the thread is so small. The entire wound is smooth and wrinkle-free, like a complete piece of human skin, and the thread seems to have become a natural texture on the skin.
Zhang Hao cleverly filled the missing pieces of meat on Old Liu's body with straw.
After some sewing, Lao Liutou's appearance gradually recovered, and the wounds on his body began to disappear.
When Huo Xiuer witnessed all this, she secretly marveled that such a skill would be difficult to master without three to five years of hard practice.
This process lasted a full three hours. Three hours later, only the last wound remained on Lao Liutou's body.
At this time, Zhang Hao suddenly stood up, walked to the scarecrow, glanced at the talisman on the scarecrow, and nodded slightly to express satisfaction.
"Well, we have collected everything." He said, "The next step is to introduce the soul into the body."
Fatty Wang, Hao Xie and Zhang Qilin took a closer look and found that Old Liu Tou looked completely different from before.
The old Liu Tou was completely unrecognizable, his body was covered with wounds from wolf bites, and there was almost no intact place.
But after Zhang Hao's careful sewing, the body seemed to be restored to its original state. Except for the wound intentionally left by Zhang Hao, there were almost no traces of injury. The three of them looked at each other, shocked.
"Wow, isn't this amazing? You can actually repair Old Liu Tou's body to such an extent! If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I wouldn't have believed it!" Fatty Wang exclaimed.
"Fat man, don't say it. If it were me, I wouldn't believe it. But we all saw it just now. It was indeed stitched by little brother Zhang Hao!" Hao Xie agreed.
"Yes, the shopkeeper is really amazing! I never thought he had such skills!" Zhang Qilin also sighed.
They curiously asked Zhang Hao about suturing ghosts. They saw Zhang Hao holding a needle and thread and whispering a spell to the scarecrow.
As he chanted, he pinched the needle with two fingers, and a faint fluorescent light lit up on his hand. Hao Xie and Zhang Qilin were no strangers to this fluorescence because they felt the spiritual power in it.
They looked at each other and said in unison: "Is it based on spiritual power?" The two of them had already guessed the answer.
That's right, Zhang Hao is now using spiritual power as a thread to mend together the broken soul of Old Liu Tou.
Compared with sewing corpses, sewing souls is more mysterious.
This process didn't take long. After an hour, Zhang Hao casually inserted the silver needle into his clothes, and then pulled off the talisman paper on the scarecrow.
He stuffed the talisman inside the body, then took out the needle and thread again to sew the body completely shut.
At this moment, Lao Liutou's body was completely restored.
But when sewing up the last piece of skin, Zhang Hao deliberately left some scars to ensure that the body would not become a living dead.
He clapped his hands, put the needle and thread into the box, and said calmly: "Okay, Lao Liutou's body has been sewn up."
After hearing Zhang Hao's words, the village chief and several villagers gathered around and walked around the body several times before stopping.
Their faces were full of expressions of disbelief, and they all praised Zhang Hao's skills.
Zhang Hao shook his head and smiled, saying that this was just his duty. He looked at the village chief and continued: "The next step is to choose a suitable day and bury it during the cloudy time. It will take a few days for the body and soul to merge, so it is best to choose three days later."
The village chief nodded in agreement and asked a question about funeral customs.
Zhang Hao smiled bitterly and said that although wearing a mask for burial was somewhat useless, it would not have much impact. He shook his head and said: "That's okay. The rest just follow your funeral customs."
Fatty Wang, Zhang Qilin and Hao Xie also came over and looked at the body of Old Liu Tou, full of admiration in their hearts.
They all praised Zhang Hao's superb skills, with almost no wounds visible. Zhang Qilin was thinking about whether spiritualism could still be performed if the soul was sewn into the corpse.
Just as they were about to leave, Zhang Hao suddenly said in a deep voice: "Okay, I'll leave the burial to you. Let's go back to the inn first." After saying that, his face darkened, he looked at everyone and said, "Quickly go! The inn is a bit... Something’s wrong, something seems to have passed!”
"Does something feel wrong?" Zhang Qilin, Fatty Wang and Hao Xie looked at each other with a trace of confusion in their eyes.
Did Zhang Hao notice something strange?
Under Zhang Hao's reminder, everyone began to feel the changes around them. They discovered that the Yin Qi in Fengmen Village seemed to suddenly become extremely strong, as if many ghosts had gathered, even faintly suppressing the Yang Qi in them.
"What's going on? Why did the Yin Qi suddenly become so heavy?" Zhang Qilin frowned and looked around vigilantly, but found nothing unusual.
Hao Xie glanced at the yard of Old Liu Tou's house, then turned to Zhang Hao: "The shopkeeper, could it be the ghost of Old Liu Tou?"
Zhang Qilin shook his head and denied Hao Xie's guess: "It's not him. The ghost of Old Liu Tou has been sewn into the body by the shopkeeper. Even if there is Yin Qi seeping out, it shouldn't be so huge. Moreover, this Yin Qi contains With the power of the underworld, it should be the underworld.”
Fatty Wang looked at Zhang Qilin in shock: "Brother Qilin, do you understand so much now? We didn't feel anything, but you already knew who was coming!"
Then, Fatty Wang turned to Zhang Hao and couldn't help but ask: "Shopkeeper, is what Brother Qilin said true?"
Hao Xie also frowned and looked at Zhang Qilin. Although he mainly made paper, he was also good at exorcising corpses and summoning souls. His sensitivity to ghosts was second only to Zhang Hao.
At this time, he also felt something unusual, but he did not feel the power of the underworld just from the Yin Qi like Zhang Qilin did.
Zhang Hao nodded and confirmed: "Yes, Brother Qilin is right. This Yin Qi contains the power of the underworld, and it should be the ghost of the underworld. Moreover, it is difficult for other forces to achieve this kind of formation. This There should be a lot of ghosts coming this time.”
He paused and continued: "We have to go back to the inn early to prepare, so as not to be taken advantage of by these guys."
Hao Xie looked at Zhang Hao doubtfully and asked: "Sir, don't we have a lot of magic circles arranged in our inn? They shouldn't be able to get in, right?"
Zhang Hao shook his head slightly and explained: "There are indeed many magic formations in the inn, but those magic formations are mainly used to deal with imps. For some powerful ghosts, such as the fifth-grade or above Yin Shuai in the underworld, they may use their strength to open the moat. The fog formation entered the Yin Yang Inn. Moreover, without my auspices, it would be difficult for the magic formation in the inn to stop the fifth-grade Yin difference. It is difficult to exert its maximum power.”
He further said: "The effects of the magic circle and the magic weapon depend to a large extent on the person. The actual effect of the magic circle or the magic weapon alone is limited. Therefore, if there is no one in the inn, the effect of those magic circle will be greatly reduced. Besides, I can feel that there is a strong underworld power in the evil that came this time, and it must be of considerable origin.”
When everyone heard this, their expressions suddenly changed.
It makes Zhang Hao feel that the background is not small, which shows that something is really going to happen at the inn this time. (End of chapter)