Chapter 376 Mad Taoist

Bai Yu opened a small funeral shop in Songming Country.

In front of the shop, there was a white flag, waving in the wind.

He did not hide his real name, but used the name of Xiaoleiguan Zangshitang.

The small shop not only made coffins and incense, candles and paper horses, but also took funeral propaganda.

This move made the local sects and families alert for a while.

Could it be that Leiyang Sect finally couldn't help but intervene in the situation of Songming Country?

Several Yuanying ancestors secretly thought that if Leiyang Sect really dared to extend its hand, several families would have to join forces to deal with it.

However, in the following days, Bai Yu was just diligently attending funerals.

Regardless of rich or poor, noble or humble, everyone who came was a guest.

Gradually, the reputation of Zangshitang in Songming Country slowly spread.

The dead buried in Zangshitang have never returned to the soul and turned into evil spirits, and there has never been a case of being buried in a disaster area and bringing disaster to their descendants.

Many troublesome dead were sent to the Zangshitang and kept in good condition.

At this point, even many high-ranking officials and wealthy businessmen, even princes and generals, began to ask the Zangshitang to perform rituals.

However, what was even more surprising was that the Zangshitang did not care about the rich or poor. Even if the prime minister or the prince came, they still had to line up according to the first-come-first-served principle.

Even the servant of the fourth prince of the dynasty tried to act arrogantly in the Zangshitang and had his legs broken directly.

If someone else did such a despotic act of being arrogant to the ministers and laughing at the princes, it would be courting death.

There were many Jindan cultivators and martial gods in the royal family of Songming.

However, Bai Yu could be detached from the world with the signboard of Leiyang Sect.

As long as they did not intervene in the power disputes of Songming, the local major sects would not want to provoke Xiaoleiguan.

On this day, Bai Yu completed several tasks and received several rewards.

Although each one was not much, it accumulated over a year and was very considerable.

He set up a hot pot, threw mushrooms and animal meat, and the aroma filled the air.

Lao Mo and Xiao Tongtong had been staring at the hot pot, drooling.

"The 152nd King of Eating Competition is officially open!"

Bai Yu gave an order, and the bee-dog combination started at the same time.

Lao Mo stared at the table and slapped it, and a piece of animal meat with bones fell into its mouth, and it chewed the bones.

Xiao Tongtong was not to be outdone. She held a meat bun bigger than herself in her hands and bit it, half of her body was stuck in it, and her two little feet were shaking.

Bai Yu smiled and slowly scooped a piece of rabbit meat into his stomach.

The hot pot was steaming, and he was a little dazed.

Solid work, tempting food, and bees and dogs to accompany him.

Such a life, isn't it happier than the immortals?

Why do immortals need to be found in the mountains? This place where the heart is at peace is Penglai.

At this moment, there was a howling cry outside the door.

"Wow wow wow ah ah ah."

Bai Yu's heart moved, could there be a funeral so late at night?

Pushing open the door, he saw an old beggar sitting at the door, crying sadly.

He was tattered, and vaguely he could see that he was wearing a dirty Taoist robe.

Bai Yu asked curiously:

"Old man, why are you crying so late at night?"

The old beggar beat his chest and stamped his feet:

"I heard about delicious food, but I can't eat it, so I cried because of greed."

Bai Yu couldn't help but smile, this old beggar is a wonderful person, the first time he saw someone crying because of greed.

He guessed in his heart, and said:

"It just so happens that my family is eating hot pot, would you like to join us?"

The old beggar stopped crying on the spot, and sat down at the table in a flash, picked up the chopsticks and scooped up a meatball as big as a fist.

"Hot hot hot hot hot hot, hahahaha, woo woo woo~"

The old beggar cried and laughed, just like a madman.

His hands moved quickly, and he ate the whole pot of hot pot in a few scoops.

Tongtong and Lao Mo were stunned.

This is the real king of eating.

Bai Yu was not annoyed, and he casually added another pot of meat and mushrooms.

After eating several pots in a row, the old beggar put down his chopsticks, and finally picked up the big pot and drank all the soup.

Seeing this, Bai Yu smiled and said:

"Senior, are you full?"

How could he not know that this old beggar was 99% of the Yuanying ancestor of Yuanfu Sect, Crazy Taoist.

The old beggar nodded first, then shook his head:

"I am full today, but I was hungry yesterday. If I eat something tomorrow, I would have been full yesterday."

"Young man, I think you have a bright future. Come with me to beg for food."

Bai Yu chuckled:

"Senior, you are joking. I can't learn to play around in the human world like you do."

The crazy Taoist burped:

"You are also a cultivator. What are you trying to do by opening a funeral shop in the human world?"

Bai Yu said seriously:

"I said it is to accumulate virtue and do good deeds. Do you believe it, senior?"

If this is put in the world of immortal cultivation, it is pure deception.

But the crazy Taoist nodded:

"I believe it."

Bai Yu glanced at the dark night outside, and seemed to say to himself:

"With more good deeds, there will be fewer evil deeds and fewer demons. My duty is just to suppress demons."

He knew that the crazy Taoist was here to test him, so what he meant was that he was not interested in anything other than those related to demons.

The crazy Taoist looked around and said:

"Young man, I ate your meal, so I won't eat it for nothing. I'll write two words for you."

Bai Yu was happy to see this:

"That's great, I'll prepare paper and ink for you."

"No need, I brought my own, hehe."

He punched himself twice, causing his nose to bleed.

With his fingers stained with nosebleeds, he wrote a few large characters on the door:

“Beautifully buried!”

These ordinary big characters seem to have an inexplicable charm, with an aura of peace and tranquility.

A perfect match!

Bai Yu raised his eyebrows slightly, this crazy Taoist is definitely a master of Fu Tao!

And he saw a familiar mysterious feeling in these words.

Rumor has it that the founder of Yuanfu Temple obtained a complete Tiangong jade book.

From this point of view, 80% of it is true.

The mad Taoist looked at the big words on the wall and cried and laughed:

"Hehehehe, this kid's craftsmanship is pretty good. I'll come again next time."

Before Bai Yu spoke, Xiao Tongtong was unhappy:

"Then it's better to say goodbye. You almost chewed my pot."

The mad Taoist laughed and disappeared again.

Bai Yu smiled.

This lunatic Taoist looks like he is mentally ill.

After chatting with the mentally ill for a while, the whole person became more energetic.

With a wave of his hand, he changed another pot and continued cooking.

At the same time, in a majestic mansion in the capital, the figure of the mad Taoist slowly appeared.

There were already several monks waiting in the field.

One of them is Lei Yue, the great elder of Five Elements Sect.

He asked eagerly:

"Madman, did you try to beat that kid?"

The madman nodded: "Of course, I blackmailed him severely."

"What's the blackmail?"

"Have a hot pot meal and watch me eat him up."

Lei Yue: "..."

At this time, another person chanted the Buddha's name, and he was Zen Master Kuzhu from Puhua Temple.

he asked:

"Fellow Daoist Madam, don't be mad again. Let's get back to the topic. Does Xiao Lei Guan intend to compete for Songming Kingdom?"

The mad Taoist asked:

"How can you open a business for nothing while fighting for power?"