I Only Want to Lie Flat But Am Forced to Cultivate Immortality-Chapter 267 - 149: Appraisal, Ghostly Craftsmanship (Part 2)

Chapter 267: Chapter 149: Appraisal, Ghostly Craftsmanship (Part 2) fгee𝑤ebɳoveɭ.cøm

The cat couldn’t understand the hidden implications in the widow’s words, and said earnestly, "Xu Qing wasn’t studying last night; he was fussing about in his room all night, must be tired..."

Cheng Caiyun blushed, wondering why this girl dared to say anything out loud.

Even the widow felt embarrassed by these words and spat silently, not daring to join the conversation, and turned back to her shop.

Xu Qing glanced at Xuan Yu in silence, not knowing what to say for a moment.

"Remember to bring fried small fish!"

The voice that responded to Xu Qing was Xuan Yu’s clear sound.

...

Leaving the Funeral Shop, Xu Qing walked towards Flower and Bird Street while holding the Yin Communication Treasure Mirror and examining it repeatedly.

While in the shop, he had looked at the Golden Simurgh, and a golden demonic aura appeared on the mirror surface. Besides detecting demonic energy, the mirror also emitted a scorching sensation.

That was the manifestation of the Golden Chicken’s Supreme Yang.

As for the ordinary chickens in the coop, they were unremarkable, with no unusual phenomena manifesting.

Huang Xiaoliu, who often went out to gather news, hadn’t been looked at yet, and only Xuan Yu remained.

However, considering his previous experience of opening Yin Pupil and angering Xuan Yu, this time Xu Qing decided not to use the mirror on Xuan Yu.

If he accidentally caused the cat to run away from home, who would chat with him, who would help him mind the shop?

With these thoughts, Xu Qing turned into the shroud shop on Funeral Street with the treasure mirror in hand.

"Shopkeeper Yao, I came to look at the shrouds..."

The two of them engaged in idle chatter as Xu Qing examined the shrouds on the rack.

"The batch of shrouds Shopkeeper Yao has acquired isn’t crafted well at all. Look, there are loose threads here, that’s something especially taboo for a shroud. Life’s affairs are tangled and long, weighing on the mind, preventing transcendence."

Shopkeeper Yao shook his head and said, "It’s tough to do business these days. There used to be a good tailor for shrouds, but unfortunately..."

"Now, buying a good one for the original price isn’t easy."

Experienced in dealing with the deceased, Xu Qing naturally understood the issues involved.

"Honestly, it’s hard to say. Some tailors believe that since the person is dead, why bother with anything too elaborate? When you spend the same money on clothes for the living, they won’t be so negligent, but buying shrouds for the dead..."

"Do the dead rise to tell you the clothes don’t fit?"

Shopkeeper Yao sighed at these words, "My store’s papier-mâché objects are not as good as Old Wu’s. The incense candles used to be okay, but it seems recently Shopkeeper Cheng’s incense has found a good supplier too, now the only business left keeping me afloat is these shrouds..."

"To be honest, I’ve been considering selling this shroud shop. Whoever wants to buy, I’ll sell!"

Shopkeeper Yao mentioned helplessly, "People consider this street too unlucky. Even if I don’t sell this shop and switch to another business, no one might come. If you open a restaurant, who’d dine here? If you open a clinic, are you aiming to heal or facilitate funerals? How do you tell people that, if the treatment fails, steps out the door, it’s the funeral shop..."

As Xu Qing listened to Shopkeeper Yao’s complaints, he flipped the treasure mirror around in his hand, coincidentally capturing the shopkeeper’s reflection.

In the mirror, apart from his somewhat darkened forehead, there was nothing unusual about Shopkeeper Yao.

Leaving the shroud shop, Xu Qing turned again, entering the coffin shop at the street corner.

"Old Hu, I’ve come to see you!"

Hu Baosong, who was sipping tea, raised his eyebrows and spat out the tea leaves stuck between his teeth.

"See me?" Hu Baosong pursed his lips and said, "Who would be so idle to visit an old man first thing in the morning?"

Though Hu Baosong didn’t put on a friendly face, he gestured for Xu Qing to sit down and chat.

"Why isn’t Sister Yizhen around?"

Hu Baosong raised an eyebrow, "Are you here to see me or her?"

"She’s in the kitchen making breakfast, if you haven’t eaten..." Hu Baosong paused his words and chuckled, "Let me give you a couple of ounces of silver, so you can have a good meal at Drunken Spring House, lest you say the old man doesn’t care for the younger generation."

Xu Qing was left speechless by the old man...

After some idle chatter, Xu Qing discreetly took out the Yin Communication Treasure Mirror, speaking casually, "Old Hu, yesterday at the Flower and Bird Market, I picked up a funeral object, see if it’s valuable."

Saying this, Xu Qing turned the mirror, capturing Hu Baosong’s reflection.

"What sort of filth is this?"

In the mirror, behind the silhouette resembling a real person, the virtual image of a white fox appeared, human and demonic energies rising almost simultaneously.

However, the energy emanating from the mirror was extremely faint, even less than what Xu Qing saw from Shopkeeper Yao.

"A funeral object, stuff from the deceased, no telling where the seller dug it up, though it’s quite amusing."

Xu Qing’s words were half-true; Hu Baosong, being well-informed, frowned after thinking for a bit and recalled an incident.

"I heard there’s a treasure mirror in the Celestial Master’s Mansion, which can not only reveal demons, monsters, and ghosts but is also a tool for the Celestial Master’s School to find successors."

"Check the back of the mirror to see if there’s a title inscription of the first Celestial Master."

Upon hearing this, Xu Qing flipped the treasure mirror, indeed finding an inscription, though not a title, but the words ’Zhaoyou’.

Hu Baosong was astounded, "You really found a treasure, I was thinking the Celestial Master’s School took a fancy to you and wanted you to go back as a spirit child..."

"Now it seems this mirror must’ve been left behind by a great figure from the past."

As they spoke, Celestial Master Yizhen came in from the backyard kitchen, carrying hot food.

Xu Qing instinctively flipped the treasure mirror, and the next moment, an ethereal image of a large white fox appeared on the mirror’s surface, with Celestial Master Yizhen’s ethereal face in the forefront.