After this meeting with Zhao Laodao, I became more attentive to the cultivation of Yin Gong. In order to be able to make a more advanced ghost meal, I practiced that set of nameless exercises diligently, and even when Han Jie came to accompany me, she sneaked out of the courtyard in the middle of the night to practice.

However, the practice posture of that set of nameless exercises is quite strange, requiring both hands and feet to land on the ground at the same time as the Heavenly Spirit Cover, but the buttocks are cocked high. So I've been practicing in a dodgy way, for fear of being seen. But if there are too many times, there will always be times when people bump into you.

That night, I was practicing in this strange posture when I heard someone behind me say, "What are you doing?" ”

That voice was Han Jie's voice. At this time, I was halfway through the operation of a big week, and when I was interrupted by her sudden voice, I immediately felt flustered and depressed, and almost messed up my pulse!

But I still endured the discomfort, distracted my efforts, stood up and said to her with a smile: "Didn't do anything, why did you wake up?" ”

Han Jie's face was a little frightened and panicked. She said, "I had a nightmare just now, and when I woke up and saw that you weren't around, I came out to look for you!" ”

"Oh, I'm fine! Let's go in and go back to sleep! I coaxed Han Jie and hugged her and walked into the house.

But Han Jie still asked, "Were you practicing some kung fu just now?" ”

"Well, Master taught me, and I usually review it occasionally." I casually responded.

"Why is the pose so ugly?"

"There are so many positions, but you just happened to see the ugliest one!"

"Do you have to practice in the middle of the night?"

"Hmm."

"Then why don't you practice in the house? It's cool outside! ”

"I'm afraid to wake you up! Well, let's stop digging and go to bed! ”

Both of them lay back on their beds. Han Jie was just frightened by the nightmare, and her body was still trembling a little, so I took her into my arms to comfort her. But I never thought that as soon as I touched Han Jie's body, she shivered!

Han Jie shouted, "Your hands are so cold!" ”

I was surprised, "Really? ”

Cultivating Yin Gong is a process of continuously absorbing Yin Qi into the body, so it is normal for the physique to become cool after cultivation. And I was in a bit of a hurry just now, and now my hands and feet haven't fully regained consciousness, so I guess it's quite cold.

Han Jie said with concern: "Did you catch a cold outside just now?" ”

"Nope! I haven't had a cold in a long time! ”

"Don't lie to me, I've often found your hands and feet cold lately! Are you sick? Han Jie frowned and said, "Also, why have you been so cold lately?" It's as if everyone owes you millions of dollars and doesn't pay it back! ”

"Do I have one?" I smiled wryly, "Recently, someone does owe me money and don't pay it back, but it's not a big amount. My expression isn't that ugly, is it? ”

"Humph! You've been out more nights lately, too! I waited for you at home all night yesterday and you didn't come back! Han Jie continued to complain.

"Oh, I went out with the mustache to do some work, and I delayed coming back, so I went straight to work at the cake shop." I hurriedly explained.

Han Jie looked at me very seriously and said, "Although I don't want to interfere with you going outside to deal with those strange things, you also have to pay more attention to your body and don't work too hard!" Also, stay safe! ”

I nodded and coaxed her, "I'll listen to you!" You don't have to worry too much about me, I'll pay attention to what you just said! ”

When Han Jie saw that I agreed, she stopped nagging, and still snuggled in my arms and snuggled to sleep. I couldn't sleep.

Am I really in a bit of a hurry lately?

However, now is the critical stage of my career, and I can't do it without fighting. Perhaps, after this year's busyness, I should be able to relax a little next year!

The mustache has been helping me a lot lately. I had agreed to only do tasks twice a month, but at my own request, Mustache helped me take on a few more small tasks for me to complete by myself.

The remuneration for these small tasks is not high, and the amount you get is only one or two thousand, or even only a few hundred. But I didn't refuse to come, and I could earn as much as I could. Today, the mustache's call came again, and I answered it as soon as possible.

"Salute to the model workers of the ghost hunting world!" As soon as the mustache opened his mouth, he teased me.

"What model worker? I can't help myself! I replied angrily, "Say, is there another good introduction?" ”

"Hehe, there's no good introduction." The mustache smiled cheaply, "Do you want to take on a very simple task?" ”

"What task? How simple is it? ”

"We have an old lady in the client's family who has just died, and tonight is the first seven. The family believed in the saying 'the first seven souls', and they were afraid of being frightened, so they wanted to invite a master to their home to keep vigil. ”

"This kind of task is too easy," I said with a smile, "that old lady may have already gone to the underworld to wait in line for reincarnation!" ”

"It's not entirely groundless!" The mustache denied, "Actually, it was the client who brought the old lady's birthday and death to our Nanhua Guan confidant." Well, the time of her death is really not good, if there is an obsession in her heart, the possibility of staying in the yang world is still quite high. That's why Zhike suggested to them to find a master to guard over for a while. ”

"This kind of thing, you can just send a Taoist disciple over, right? Still want to publish a task in earnest? "I still don't think so.

"We're not as casual as your Yin Cultivation Sect!" The mustache sneered unceremoniously, "According to the rules of our Daomen, a Taoist disciple who has not left the school cannot take on the task independently. And we deacons don't think the honorarium is small, so I'm here to ask you. ”

"How much is the honorarium?"

"Five hundred!"

"So little?"

"In fact, there are only three hundred, and the Daomen will deduct two hundred handling fees!"

"It's so low, then who wants to take it?" I complained.

"Because I haven't determined whether there are ghosts or not, and the client's family background is average, I am only willing to give this price." The mustache explained, "If you don't even want to take it, Nanhuaguan will probably push it off and let the client find those small doors by himself." The price of the small Dao Sect is not high, or the Yin Cultivation Sect will be willing to accept it. ”

I listened to the mustache's words, thought about it again, and finally sighed, "I'll take it......"

In fact, my idea is very simple, if it's a big deal, I will stay up all night, and maybe I can earn three hundred without doing anything. Let's not be afraid of the lack of money now, mosquito thighs are also meat!

In the evening, I followed the address given to me by the mustache to find the client. A small apartment in an old community is estimated to be less than 40 square meters, but there is a family of four. If you count the old lady who has just passed away, there should be five people living there.

Among the remaining four people, the owners are a middle-aged couple, and the other two young boys are their sons, both of whom are in elementary school. When I look at the furnishings in their home, it really doesn't look like a family with a high income.

But there is one thing that makes me feel more puzzled, there is neither a columbarium altar nor a spiritual seat in the house, but an incense burner is placed next to the TV cabinet, and three incense sticks are lit, and I don't even see the portrait of the old lady.

I asked the man, "Where is the old lady's spiritual seat?" ”

The man didn't speak, but looked at his wife. The hostess, a very fat woman, answered my question: "It is inconvenient to put this at home, for fear of scaring children, so it is set up in the funeral home." ”

"When did the old lady leave?"

"Just seven days ago in the evening. Do the math, it's the first seven tonight! ”

The mustache has already told me about this situation, and I don't need to count the days and hours anymore. I asked again, "How did the old lady go?" ”

She complained of stomach aches in the middle of the night. We were taken to the hospital and passed away that night! It was the hostess who answered. The man kept looking at me blankly, and it seemed that his wife had the final say in this family.

"What disease?"

"The doctor said it was stomach cancer!"

"How old is the old lady?"

"Seventy-one years old!"

"What happened to the old lady?"

"The city's policy requires cremation, so we cremated and buried the ashes!"

I asked a few casual questions, and the hostess answered them all. From these answers, I haven't heard anything unusual yet. But since you are here, you have to be serious and responsible, so as not to get into trouble in a panic if something really happens in the middle of the night.

There are only two bedrooms and one living room in the house, and the kitchen and toilet are connected. So I asked more: "Which room does the old lady usually sleep in?" ”

"Outside the balcony!"

"Sleeping on the balcony?" I was a little surprised, "How do you sleep on the balcony?" ”

"Yes! You'll find out when you look outside. "The hostess was humane.

I pushed open the balcony door and stepped out to take a look. It turned out that there was a simple hut built with iron sheets outside, with a space of about two square meters, just enough to fit a small bed.

"The old lady lives here?"

"No way, there are many people in the family!" The hostess looked helpless, "There are two rooms in total, one for the two of us and one for the two children." There is really no place to set a bed in the living room, so she can only build a small room here for her to live in! ”

I was wise to stop talking in time and not ask. The family's financial situation is really not very good, and every family has a difficult scripture to read, and it is inconvenient for me as an outsider to meddle in things.

The contents of the tin hut were basically cleaned, and there were not many old lady's relics left, except for an empty folding bed and a chair. The chair must have been used as a small table at the head of the bed. In addition, there are several salted fish hanging on the tin roof, and two jars of pickles at the foot of the bed.

"The salted fish and pickles were left by the old lady?"

"Hmm."

"The old lady has such a strong taste?"

"Yes, she likes to eat salted fish and pickles the most!"

"This eating habit is not very healthy, and eating salty food often is not good for the stomach and kidneys." I couldn't help but shake my head, grabbed one of the salted fish, looked at it, pinched it, and it was hard.

The hostess also agreed with me, spread her hands and said, "That's why I got stomach cancer!" ”

"Well, you don't have to worry too much." I did a cursory inspection and didn't find anything unclean. So I said to her, "I'll stay here tonight, and you all go to sleep!" ”