thefictionvixens Chapter 378
Chapter 378
Bai Yu took root in Songming Country. He not only attended funerals, but also looked at Feng Shui to dispel evil spirits.
The name of Zangshitang became more and more famous.
Those princes and ministers, and even the immortal cultivation families, were often willing to pay a lot of money to ask Bai Yu to look at Feng Shui.
However, Bai Yu was not interested in it. He would only take one or two orders when he was free from funerals.
He would rather take his men to collect floating corpses that no one buried in the mass grave.
It is said that human nature is cheap. His attitude made him more sought after by the powerful.
Sometimes, the team asking him to bury could line up from the street to the end of the alley.
In the 92nd year of Renwu, there was a severe drought.
The three states near the capital were all hit by the disaster, and countless refugees flocked to the capital to beg for life.
This winter, it snowed heavily.
There were countless floating corpses frozen to death on the streets. Almost every few steps, you could see people falling on the road.
Even the corpse collectors were too busy to handle it.
Bai Yu, along with a few of his men, pulled a pile of frozen corpses on a cart and went to the mass grave outside the city for burial.
Outside the city, groups of refugees, as thin as reed sticks, were crowded together in groups of three or two, hiding in shacks and shivering.
Now, with just a steamed bun, you can buy a young girl from the refugees.
Bai Yu sighed secretly.
The people of Songming Kingdom lived a harder life than those of Dali Kingdom.
In Dali Kingdom, martial arts were suppressed, and immortals were born. It was still quite difficult to suppress the rebellion of refugees everywhere.
However, martial arts flourished in Songming Kingdom, and immortals and mortals lived together. A cultivator could easily suppress the rebellion of tens of thousands of people.
Since the threat of refugee rebellion was not great, the exploitation of the lower class became more serious, and ordinary people were almost like slaves.
Even the huge Songming Kingdom did not even have a charity cemetery.
After the refugees died, they were directly thrown into the mass grave.
"Alas, natural disasters and man-made disasters, if you can do your best, then do your best."
Bai Yu was busy all day and finally returned to the funeral shop.
He set up a small hot pot and prepared to eat with Lao Mo.
At this time, the door opened with a "bang".
It was the crazy Taoist who came into the shop crying and laughing.
In recent years, the crazy Taoist often came to the funeral hall to eat, and also exchanged talisman techniques with Bai Yu.
Sometimes he didn't leave, just found a coffin in the shop and lay down overnight.
The two got along well.
Bai Yu felt that this crazy old guy was smarter than anyone else.
"Have you eaten, senior? Come and eat together."
The crazy Taoist's eyes were full of tears:
"Hehehe, I have eaten, I have eaten outside."
Everyone was used to his crazy behavior.
Little Tongtong brought a stool to the crazy Taoist:
"What delicious food did Grandpa Dian eat outside?"
The crazy Taoist cried and laughed:
"Eating people, eating human flesh, too much, I can't eat it anymore."
Bai Yu said in surprise:
"Senior, you are joking again, how can human flesh be eaten?"
"Friends who often eat people know that human flesh tastes raw and astringent and is extremely difficult to swallow."
The crazy Taoist laughed strangely:
"Who said human flesh is not delicious? Human flesh is the most delicious. Look at those princes, nobles, and monks from aristocratic families. Which one of them is not full of food?"
"They eat people, I eat people, and the world is eating people."
"In the eyes of this old Taoist, only your family of three does not eat people."
Bai Yu was silent.
This crazy Taoist's crazy talk accidentally revealed some truth.
Princes, generals, and clans are all vampires that oppress the people, sucking the blood of the people all the time.
The immortal way and martial arts are so prosperous, but the people are dead everywhere.
Except for a few ascetic monks, they all lie on the people and suck blood.
As the ancestor of Yuanfu Temple, the crazy Taoist is naturally a member of the blood-sucking class.
He can see clearly, but he can't move.
If these words are spoken out, they will only be regarded as crazy talk by the monks.
So he is crazy and mixed in the world.
Bai Yu understood, so he kept silent.
Beside him, little Tongtong didn't understand what it meant.
She is a foodie, and when she heard the crazy Taoist say that human flesh is the most delicious, her saliva came down immediately.
She looked at her chubby little arm, hesitated for a moment, and then opened her mouth and bit it.
"Ah~"
Tongtong jumped up in pain and jumped directly to the roof.
"Grandpa Crazy is a bad guy, human flesh is not delicious at all, it hurts a lot."
Being interrupted like this, Bai Yu recovered a little.
He hurriedly pulled Tongtong's little arm over and blew and rubbed her.
"Little kid, don't listen to the nonsense of the old man. You can't eat human flesh."
He secretly decided that it was not okay for little Tongtong to be so ignorant. It seemed necessary to give her 90 years of compulsory education.
After comforting Tongtong, Bai Yu invited the crazy Taoist to eat meat.
The crazy Taoist drooled, but he didn't move his chopsticks., crying and drooling, indescribably weird.
The next day, Bai Yu just got up and was washing with a cup.
There was a knock on the door.
Lao Mo rushed to open the door, but saw a middle-aged man standing outside with two followers.
He smiled gently and bowed:
"Xiao Ke Jiang Yi, I'm here to invite you out of the mountain."
Bai Yu heard it, picked up the cup, and threw a cup of mouthwash over.
"Go line up outside the alley."
He sighed in his heart.
Damn, trouble is here.
Jiang Yi, the prince of Songming Kingdom, has a good reputation.
The person who came is not kind.
Jiang Yi was splashed with water, and the two followers behind him glared at Bai Yu and were about to attack.
However, Jiang Yi stopped them and actually lined up outside the alley.
Bai Yu began to deal with chores in an orderly manner.
It was nothing more than whose child was frightened, whose family was struck by evil spirits, and whose family had a corpse that they dared not deal with.
Half a day later, it was Jiang Yi's turn. At this time, the water marks on his body had frozen into ice.
He entered the door and bowed to Bai Yu:
"Mr. Bai, I am here to invite you to come out of retirement."
Bai Yu just looked at Jiang Yi coldly.
Jiang Yi was not annoyed, and continued to talk to himself:
"This year, there was a severe drought in spring and autumn, and a snowstorm in winter. The people in several states in the north were living in poverty, and refugees poured into the capital. Too many people have suffered in the past few days."
"I have already written a letter to ask my father to open the warehouse to release grain and provide relief to the victims. The Prince's Mansion has also sent people to start distributing porridge."
Jiang Yi has a generous personality and is known for his virtue. He cares about the people.
Judging from his deeds and not his heart, whether he is pretending or sincere, Bai Yu praises him as a wise king.
Jiang Yi said again:
"I will do my best for the living, but I will have to ask you to come out to take care of the dead."
"The dead bodies need to be collected and buried, otherwise it will easily cause plague, and there are also wronged souls and evil spirits to be resolved."
"These tasks are too fragmented, and many immortal masters are unwilling to do them. I have heard that Mr. Bai is kind-hearted, so I beg you to lend a hand and take charge of all funeral matters in the capital."
Bai Yu looked at Jiang Yi and suddenly said:
"Go back. I can prepare a coffin for you because you look kind."
He ignored Jiang Yi and actually started to make a coffin, and cut a paper man and put it in the coffin.
Jiang Yi was silent for a long time, sighed and went out.
After he left, Bai Yu also sighed.
Jiang Yi's head was covered by black clouds, covering the purple clouds, and he was going to die soon.