Lu Qingli, born in the sixties, tall and thin, said that he used to worship under the local famous ** master, at the cost of a bottle of wine and two catties of sugar.

Ever since he became an adult, he hardly worked in the fields, and walked around the village in full clothes every day. His wife is also an Amitabha, and she gave birth to a pair of daughters with him, and the family of four is crammed into a small bungalow.

In terms of living conditions, Lu Qingli is not good in the village, his family's fields are rented to others, and he lives on pickled vegetables for white rice all year round, and makes a little money by making his own farm.

People who can invite Cha Wenbin will naturally not invite him, but Cha Wenbin debuted later than him, and Cha Wenbin has not been at home for three days, this dead man's business cannot be booked in advance, so Yu Qingli still has a certain reputation in the mountainous area of the surrounding three counties and two provinces.

Leather shoes, khaki trousers, a white shirt, a briefcase in his hand, and a trolley suitcase that was very fashionable in those days, this is what he has been doing all year round. Because his family doesn't farm, he doesn't have a busy farming season, and his four mouths are pointing at his box as soon as it is opened, so Lu Qingli spends more time wandering around to solicit business.

What is this person's ability, I'm afraid no one can say well, if you don't understand, as far as the Fu he drew Cha Wenbin also said that a few of them worked, if you want to understand, the yin and yang houses he showed people have almost never made a fortune. In today's terms, this person is closer to a charlatan.

So how did the crook get involved with this book called "The Last Taoist Priest"? That's because he's making dead man's money.

When he was young, this Lu Qingli mainly relied on incense money for a living, and after the nineties of the last century, the children in the family were older, and he had to find a way to earn more money to support the family, so he gritted his teeth and opened a funeral supplies store in the town.

When someone came to buy something, he promoted himself as a Taoist priest, so that he could smoothly receive the dojo to do it; When someone came to ask him to do the ashram, he sold the goods in the store, and this business was a double win, and his little life gradually improved.

As usual, squinting and listening to the radio, he crossed Erlang's legs and guarded the shop, this shop is not like a department store, it is rare for a few days to have a customer come to the door, after all, this dead man is not every day, most of the time he spends his days like this.

It was drizzling that day, and the sky was so gloomy that it was almost impossible to see clearly without turning on the lights. Pedestrians on the street came and went, and it was lunchtime that Lu Qingli opened a large enamel tea jar, which contained the lunch that his wife had prepared for him in the morning: pickled white rice.

Yu Qingli couldn't help shaking his head when he saw the same meal that he had eaten for half his life, he hadn't been to the dojo for half a month recently, and he ate this pickled white rice every day, and the oil in his intestines was going to be scraped. He had no choice but to fantasize that this teapot was filled with a large piece of braised pork, and after lowering his head and pulling a few bites, a low voice sounded outside the door: "Boss, are there stacked ingots for sale in the store?" ”。

When I looked up, there was a person at the door of the store, wearing a hat, wearing a coat, common liberation shoes on his feet, and his trouser legs were also rolled up.

Seeing that there was a business, he immediately put down the dishes and chopsticks and said: "Yes, yes, there are other incense candles, quilts" He pointed to the goods piled up inside and recommended them endlessly, sales should pay attention to a bundle sale, this is the only rule that he can make money.

"Then you match me, what people do, I want to be." The people at the door still didn't come in, just stood in the drizzle.

Lu Qingli hurriedly got up to get the goods for him, only to take a little and then turned around and asked: "Dare to ask who you are using this thing for, the things you want are different in different places." ”

"Oh," said the man outside the door, whose head was still covered by a hat, "for a relative of mine, who died." ”

When Lu Qingli heard that this was a good deal, he asked enthusiastically: "Male or female, how old is it, and what is the figure, do you know?" Prepare a shroud. ”

"About my size, male, thirty-two years old." A faint voice drifted in from outside the door.

Lu Qingli rolled his eyes and immediately said, "Huh? is so young, then he must be reluctant to leave, young people usually die more fiercely, you have to find someone to see, do a ritual, otherwise it may be bad for the family in the future......" He is very familiar with this line, but the person is still standing at the door, just silent.

Seeing that his recommendation did not arouse the other party's reaction, he was ready to pull the other party in for further in-depth recommendation, so he said: "Big brother, you come in first, it's raining heavily outside." ”

As he spoke, this Lu Qingli went out to pull the man's hand, and the moment he made contact, he only felt a chill coming from his palm. Yu Qingli didn't think much about it, thinking that it was the rain outside, and said politely: "Come and have a cup of tea first." He turned around and led the man into the house, and continued: "This matter in your house is not simple, listen to me first......

When he had arranged the man with the hat on the chair where he used to sit, he went to the back room to pour tea.

"Boss, boss!" Outside the door, I suddenly remembered a rush of shouting.

Lu Qingli opened the curtain and looked at a middle-aged dealer man in his forties standing with an umbrella outside the door, still stained with muddy water. ”

Yo, what's going on today, someone wants to buy this thing, "Yes, how much do you want, the little brother outside also wants it, if the goods are not enough, I have to transfer it to you temporarily." ”

The middle-aged man looked around, this funeral supplies store is not big, the area of the shop is only ten square meters, you can sweep it at a glance, he asked Yu Qingli: "There is no one outside, which little brother are you talking about?" That's the case, I have a brother who has just passed away, and I need things in a hurry, if someone decides first, can you let me discuss with him and let me go first? ”

Lu Qingli pouted behind the curtain and said, "No, it's the little brother sitting on the chair." ”

The middle-aged man tilted his head sideways, and said with a slightly bad face: "Boss, don't mess around with me about this joke, where are you outside, except for the two of us in the store, there are only those two standing paper dolls." He pointed to the boy and girl who were standing by the wall.

Lu Qingli opened the curtain and came out to see, the chair was empty, he thought to himself that the person had gone out, so he came to the door and looked, there was not a single pedestrian on the whole street.

"It's weird, I'm still here." Yu Qingli touched his head and said to himself.

The middle-aged man said, "What, I just saw you enter the house alone at the door across the road, so I followed in and called you." ”

Yu Qingli was shocked and said, "What did you say?" Did you just see me enter the house alone? ”

"yes, you didn't go in while talking about something, but I didn't hear what you said from far away."

Yu Qingli pinched the middle-aged man's arm, and his face changed seven or eight points and asked, "You are not allowed to joke about this." ”

The middle-aged man pointed to the furnishings in his store and said: "Who has nothing to do to joke in the store that sells funeral goods, besides, I just had an accident in this house, and I am not in the mood to joke with you, you see if there is anything I want, if not, I have to go to other stores to find it quickly." ”

Holding a cup of freshly brewed hot tea, he glanced at the chair he often sat on, and saw that there was still a faint trace of water on the chair cushion, which was flowing down from the robe!

"Bang dang!" With a sound, Lu Qingli softened, and the teacup in his hand fell to the ground, and there was indeed a person in a robe who came in just now.

This startled the middle-aged man, and he turned around to leave, but Lu Qingli reacted at this time, and hurriedly asked: "It's okay, it's okay, who is in your family left, I have everything here." ”

The middle-aged man sighed and said: "My brother, I went fishing in the morning, but I didn't expect to let Lei split, this doesn't leave the family crying and shouting, my cousin came out first to order something, and he was in a hurry to rush back." After a pause, the man then asked, "I heard that the master who opened a funeral parlor in this town is a Taoist priest, and my brother died strangely, so I thought about asking you to go over and do a Dharma to ward off evil spirits, do you see you?" ”

Although Yu Qingli was still furious about what happened just now, when he heard that someone had taken the initiative to come to the door, he immediately regained a little more vigor, and said with a straight face: "I think that I did it when the county master and mother passed away, since you are here, I will definitely help with this favor, you can rest assured!" ”

Seeing that Yu Qingli agreed, the man was also happy, and hurriedly said: "Then please ask Master Yu to rush over as soon as possible, if you need anything in this house, you can look at it, and then how will the account be counted together." ”

Lu Qingli turned around and dragged his trolley box back to the house, and picked up a bunch of things that needed to be used, this price is naturally not cheap, the profit of the dead man's business is called a high, others are embarrassed to bargain, if you open your mouth, he will immediately say: "People are like this once in their lives, and they must not let him go?" Do you care about this little money! ”

Before leaving, when he closed the door, Lu Qingli also glanced at the undried water stains on the chair, and with a trace of uneasiness in his heart, he hurriedly disappeared into the crowd with the middle-aged man.