Chapter 382
Buying a Celestial Corpse
Hearing his master's domineering words, Zhou Sheng couldn't help but smile.
The master now is completely different from the one before. The ruthless and decisive playboy who once dominated the world has returned.
Having survived three heavenly tribulations, the master certainly had the confidence to say such a thing.
The Yin-Yang Master was already skilled in combat, and with the addition of the ancestral master's demon-subduing golden spear, the old man could kill ghosts and gods as easily as killing chickens once he activated his Dharma form.
“Master, I will go with you.”
Zhou Sheng offered to help, but his master refused.
"You have two most important things to do right now. First, you need to overcome this tribulation. Second..."
Yu Zhensheng glanced at Yaotai Feng and laughed, "Why don't you and Xiao Feng hurry up and have a child? It's been three years and there's still no sign of it."
"We need to hurry. It would be best to get this done before the tribulation, since the higher one's cultivation level, the more difficult it is to have offspring..."
Upon hearing this, Zhou Sheng and Yao Taifeng exchanged a glance, both revealing a helpless smile.
I knew it was this!
In the past three years, my master has been great in every way, except that he likes to nag and urge me to have a child. His desire to hold a grandson is practically written all over his face.
His master even secretly suggested that he go find Jinse, who had been taken away by the Buddha Mother, saying something like, "Don't put all your eggs in one basket."
In fact, Zhou Sheng was also very aggrieved. Over the past three years, his relationship with Yao Taifeng had grown better and better. The two of them had naturally become very close and often spent time together in tenderness.
But whether it was because his cultivation was too high or because his divine body was special, he failed to hit the mark even once, despite trying many times.
After finishing their meal, Yu Zhensheng left immediately, giving them some space to be alone.
"How about... we try again?"
"It's still daytime!"
"Ahem, while Hongxian is away, this is a rare opportunity. Once she returns, this peace and quiet will be gone."
Yao Tai Feng rolled her eyes at him and said, "You've been saying that for three years now."
Zhou Sheng laughed heartily. Seeing her pretty face blushing with shyness yet trying to appear calm, he couldn't help but step forward and embrace her, lifting her smooth chin.
"Lady Feng, today this temple keeper wishes to hear that erotic opera excerpt..."
"...Understood, I'll go change into my costume right away..."
So many absurd things happen in the play.
……
In my drunken stupor, I was unaware of the passing night; when I awoke, spring was over and the courtyard was filled with flowers.
Happy times always fly by, and seven days have passed in the blink of an eye; it's already the end of the month.
Yu Zhensheng had already left to find his old friend, and Yaotai Feng, as a deity of a temple, could not always be immersed in love. Thus, only Zhou Sheng remained in the mansion.
He put on the Ksitigarbha mask, and at the moment when the moon was full and the water was clear, his body slowly disappeared, like a pebble thrown into a lake.
When I opened my eyes again, I was already at the entrance of Lao Gui Zhai.
The only difference is that Zhou Sheng has now reached the sixth level of enlightenment, and his primordial spirit power is extremely sharp. He can faintly sense the fluctuations of magical power during teleportation.
That's the aura of the old ghost.
He even felt that he could forcefully break free from this teleportation, instead of passively enduring it as before.
"This humble servant, Xu Er, greets Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva!"
Upon seeing Zhou Sheng's figure in the distance, Xu Er, a waiter from Lao Gui Zhai, hurried over with a warm smile on his face, bowing respectfully.
"Brother Xu, you're too kind. There's no need to be so polite."
"That won't do. The shopkeeper said that you are not only a regular customer, but a big customer. He told me to be very careful in serving you. If I am even slightly negligent, he will gouge out my blind eyes."
Xu Er glanced at the "Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva" out of the corner of his eye.
Over the years, "Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva" has been incredibly generous, buying many treasures from their Old Ghost Shop, even causing the warehouse to run out of supplies at one point.
In just three years, he had gone from a newcomer to the Old Ghost Shop to its biggest customer. The shopkeeper personally instructed that if Dizang came here, he would not need to queue and could go straight into the main gate.
“Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva, you haven’t been here for a while. Our Old Ghost Shop has just received a new batch of good stuff, and the manager has specially reserved it for you.”
As he passed through the corridor, he prepared to raise his parasol as before to shield himself from the prying eyes of the evil spirits depicted in the paintings on either side. Unexpectedly, Zhou Sheng simply waved his hand and stepped forward.
Xu Er's heart tightened, and he quickly pinched a Luohan coin, ready to cast it at any time to protect the Bodhisattva. But what happened next shocked him.
The Bodhisattva Ksitigarbha stood with his hands behind his back, seemingly strolling leisurely, and even stopped at times to admire the paintings that imprisoned evil spirits.
The evil spirits in the painting, who were usually lawless, fierce, and eccentric, were actually all too afraid to act recklessly, and some were even...trembling with fear?
It was as if the gaze beneath the mask brought them immense and terrifying pressure.
Xu Er even saw that the white-boned beauty who had attacked "Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva" a few years ago, the most malevolent ghost in these paintings, was now trembling with fear and didn't even dare to lift her eyes.
"This Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva's cultivation level has advanced to such a terrifying degree?"
Xu Er realized that the big customer in front of him had undergone a complete transformation, but he was simply too blind to notice.
Arriving at the vermilion door, Zhou Sheng pushed it open and entered without any hesitation.
The room was still filled with the strong scent of ambergris, but the stench of decay seemed to have become even more pronounced.
Even ambergris couldn't completely mask it.
The old ghost was still sitting on the golden nanmu coffin, his snow-white long hair and beard almost covering his entire body. He was not breathing and was completely still. From a distance, he looked like a mannequin growing on the coffin.
Until the dummy raised its eyes.
Those cloudy, aged eyes fell on Zhou Sheng, and a barely perceptible ripple flashed across them.
"You've arrived. May I ask what our distinguished guest would like to buy this time?"
"I heard you received a batch of new stuff?"
Zhou Sheng looked around at the shelves.
"There is a five-hundred-year-old vermilion fruit—"
"I bought it."
Zhou Sheng didn't even wait for him to finish speaking, nor did he ask about the price; he waved his hand to interrupt him.
Old Ghost: "..."
"I want all of your newly acquired treasures."
Zhou Sheng's words were very domineering. With the incense money left by the Bodhisattva as a safety net, he could not possibly spend it all. He had spent money like water over the past three years, yet he still had 1.8 million guan left.
You can't spend it all, you simply can't spend it all.
"While our distinguished guest is certainly wealthy, we must also leave some opportunities for other guests, otherwise my old Ghost Restaurant..."
Old Ghost gave a bitter smile and said, "I'm afraid it was opened just for you."
Zhou Sheng was taken aback upon hearing this, then smiled and said, "That's right. How about this, I won't buy anything new this time, but something old."
"What old thing?"
Zhou Sheng slowly walked up to him and pointed.
"I'll buy... this coffin below you."
Two sharp glints suddenly shot out from Lao Gui's eyes, and he seemed to perk up instantly, his piercing gaze sweeping over Zhou Sheng from head to toe.
"Does Your Excellency wish to be resurrected through a corpse?"
"Do not."
Zhou Sheng shook his head and said, "I only want the corpse in this coffin. I don't need it to be put back into the body. As for what I will do with it, you don't need to worry about that, shopkeeper."
Old Ghost laughed: "You really want to buy it?"
"I want to buy it."
Do you know whose body this is?
"I don't know, but I can guess. I'll just give you a name."
After pondering for a moment, Zhou Sheng guessed, "Huang Chao?"
Old Ghost's pupils dilated, and he seemed to freeze for a moment. His white hair moved without wind, and his energy flowed, causing ripples to appear in the surrounding void.
...(End of this chapter)