"You don't have to worry. I'll have a good chat with your mother and persuade her to reincarnate. I won't beat her to death."
Uncle Jiu had his own plans in mind. The sudden return of Old Lady Liu was undoubtedly a great terror and disaster for these villagers.
Compared to Uncle Jiu, it’s nothing. Different fields have different mountains. These outsiders just don’t know about it.
The man was overjoyed. He had already prepared for the worst, but he didn't expect that things would take a turn for the better.
"Thank you, Taoist priest, thank you, thank you!" As he spoke, he couldn't help choking up. In the past, when he had a mother at home, he didn't feel anything.
Now that his mother has passed away, he has taken on the heavy responsibility of the family. For the first time, he feels so close to death and for the first time, he feels the hardship of life.
Thinking back to the past, he owed his mother so much.
"Master, I will follow your arrangements in everything. I will never forget your kindness!"
Uncle Jiu smiled indifferently. He had heard such words countless times. He never did good deeds for the sake of repaying a favor.
"Let's get started then! Russell!"
"Um?"
Russell blinked curiously when Uncle Jiu suddenly called his name.
"Remember this clearly. You must learn what I will do in a moment and remember it carefully. This is very important."
Uncle Jiu said with a serious expression, "Not all ghosts in the world are evil ghosts."
As for those ghosts that are not evil ghosts, it is best to send them to reincarnation to prevent them from gathering negative energy and becoming evil ghosts that harm people, or from having their souls scattered and disappearing between heaven and earth.
Sending ghosts to reincarnate is also a rare merit.
At this time, the Sutra of Saving People is a powerful weapon. If you want to save ghosts, you must learn the Sutra of Saving People!
"I understand." Russell nodded vigorously, "Just like the people in this world are not all women, there are also men."
Uncle Jiu opened his mouth and wanted to refute for a moment, but he couldn't find a reason. What his little apprentice said was right!
Why is there always something weird about me
"Master?"
When Old Lady Liu's son saw Uncle Jiu in a daze, he felt a little anxious and reminded him in a low voice.
Uncle Jiu's face turned red, and he was actually in a daze, which was rare for him. It was almost embarrassing for him as a Taoist priest.
You bad guy!
Uncle Jiu glared at the innocent little Russell, and was so angry that his teeth itched. He secretly made a note in his notebook.
"On a certain day of a certain month of a certain year, the naughty Russell made me look bad again. I was very angry. I made a note to slap Russell's little butt three times."
Uncle Jiu nodded with satisfaction, and suddenly thought of another serious question.
Is this the 193rd or 194th three slaps
It was sloppy.
Uncle Jiu was a little annoyed because he had kept so many accounts that he forgot about them.
"Master?"
Seeing that Uncle Jiu was in a daze again, Old Lady Liu’s son had to remind him again.
Uncle Jiu's face straightened and he strode into the house.
Don't think about it now.
Little Russell already owed 194 three-slap slaps, and just got one more.
Uncle Nine walked in front and Russell followed behind, looking around the house curiously, not knowing that his little butt had been noticed by someone 194 times.
Inside the room, an old lady was sitting there, her expression wooden and her eyes empty. Except for the fact that she had no shadow, she looked almost like a real person.
Of course, it would be better if you could ignore the black and white portrait of the old woman hanging nearby.
Uncle Jiu first glanced at the old lady, then nodded and walked to the door. Russell blinked. What was this for
"Bring some glutinous rice here. It's best if it's cooked and clean, and has stuffing. Give some to the old lady so she can have enough to eat before she goes on her journey. She won't die of hunger!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the old village chief and the villagers in the distance breathed a sigh of relief, with looks of joy on their faces.
As long as it can be solved.
“I have sticky rice at home.”
"Use the rice dumplings I made yesterday. They are fresh."
"My family has stuffing, and yours is all white!"
"Bah! Old Lady Liu loved salty food when she was alive, and my family's flavor was her favorite!"
"Nonsense! How can zongzi be salty? It's obviously sweeter than salty zongzi. Old Lady Liu likes sweet zongzi the best!"
"Nonsense! I like salty food."
“Sweet.”
The villagers began to chatter and argue. They rushed to take the lead, but their indifference and hostility were completely different from before.
When she was alive, Old Lady Liu was a gentle and kind person who helped her fellow villagers. The villagers remembered her kindness.
Secondly.
The villagers also had some ideas. Even though they were not a family, what if they could please Old Lady Liu and get more help in the underworld
Who knows, we might even be neighbors in the future.
The old village chief shook his head and said, "Each family can contribute a portion, whether it's sweet, salty, meat, or vegetable, just a little bit of each. Isn't that enough?"
Everyone nodded repeatedly, saying that the old village chief had a solution.
Although no one can have it all to themselves, every family can benefit from it.
Some men began to shout, "Hey, woman! Go and make a fire!"
Everyone dispersed and stopped watching. Seeing this scene, Uncle Jiu smiled and nodded with satisfaction.
He retreated back into the house, looked at Russell who was in deep thought, and couldn't help but walk up to him and rub his cute little head with his hand.
"Do you understand?"
"A little bit."
"Haha, take your time to learn. You are still young, don't be in a hurry. This is called learning the ways of the world, and being well-versed in worldly affairs is writing!"
Uncle Jiu's mouth curled up slightly. With just one sentence, he resolved the villagers' hostility towards the Liu family.
As long as Old Lady Liu is sent away, the Liu family will no longer be ostracized in the village, and rumors will naturally decrease or even disappear.
"Master, I still don't understand something." Russell scratched his head, "Why do we need to cook glutinous rice, and add stuffing? Isn't it that raw glutinous rice can ward off evil spirits?"
Uncle Jiu smiled smugly and asked an irrelevant question, "Are you hungry?"
Hungry!
Russell nodded. Since morning till now, he had only eaten breakfast and practiced boxing for a while in the morning. Now it was almost noon and he was already starving.
Suddenly, Russell realized that those rice dumplings were not for Old Lady Liu, but for Uncle Jiu and himself.
What a cunning old man!
Uncle Jiu took out three incense sticks from his arms, and then took out a paper talisman. He pinched it with his fingers, and the incense stood there quietly. The paper talisman also began to burn and turned into ashes.
He watched all this, then put his hands behind his back and leaned over to look at Old Lady Liu. Just as he expected, she had no intelligence at all.
After all, he is a ghost who just died. It just passed the seventh day after his death. He has no negative energy and no resentment. How could it be so easy for him to become intelligent
The only reason I can come back here is because of my obsession with my grandson.
"well!"
Uncle Jiu sighed, perhaps this is the blood-related family affection!
Grandparents!