I Only Want to Lie Flat But Am Forced to Cultivate Immortality-Chapter 114 - 81 Hu Yang’s Family, Ghost King Mausoleum_3
Chapter 114: Chapter 81 Hu Yang’s Family, Ghost King Mausoleum_3
"Seven days from now is an auspicious day; by then, I will need to trouble you to handle my burial."
As Xu Qing walked out of the coffin shop, he was still thinking about the Hu family’s legacy.
Hu Baosong was tight-lipped and preferred to take his skills to the grave rather than pass them on to others.
How many skills have vanished throughout history in this manner; it’s truly a pity.
Fortunately, he still had the Sutra of Salvation.
He didn’t believe that Old Hu’s revolving lantern would be as tight-lipped as he was.
Upon reaching the entrance of the Funeral Shop, Cheng Caiyun, who was selecting vegetables, exclaimed "Oh my" and swayed her plump hips as she walked towards him.
"Oh, Scholar Xu is back! You’ve certainly become even more handsome after all this time."
Looking at the boss lady of the Incense and Candle Shop, Xu Qing laughed, "Thank you, Boss Cheng, for your concern. I was lucky to be named a student. I couldn’t have done it if I hadn’t remembered the reward you promised. In that moment, my inspiration flowed, and I secured the fourth place!"
The reward he mentioned dated back to before the exams when Cheng Caiyun had jokingly promised a basket of fresh eggs if he became a scholar.
Cheng Caiyun awkwardly laughed at his words, pretending not to catch Xu Qing’s hidden meaning.
"Since you’ve become a scholar, shouldn’t you throw a banquet and share some joy money with the neighbors?"
Xu Qing responded, "I’ve only heard of scholars distributing joy money, not poor students like myself displaying wealth."
"But I have been remembering your promise."
"Well, it’s just that the weather is just starting to warm up, and the hens at home aren’t laying eggs much..."
"If it’s really hard to get eggs, something else would do just fine!"
Xu Qing looked at the woman before him with a smile.
Cheng Caiyun’s ears turned red upon hearing this and she chided, "What nonsense are you talking? What else do you want?"
"How about two bundles of candles made with the finest laurel oil? I’m about to reopen my business, and I can’t do it without candles."
Cheng Caiyun pouted and turned back into the shop.
Next door at the Paper Mache Shop, Hu Baosong called for Wu Yaohua’s family. Seeing Xu Qing, they showed great enthusiasm.
The Wu brothers were eager to know where Xu Qing had been for the past two months. They wondered if he had been captivated by a beauty and forgotten to return home.
Unfortunately, before they could get a word in, Wu Yaohua had already started talking non-stop.
"Old Brother Hu has been lonely all his life, having Brother Xu Qing to look out for him is a good thing!"
"I’ll call the neighbors over right away to witness this, and from now on, you two will be like family, sharing everything."
Wu Yaohua’s words were to make the matter official. If anything happened to Hu Baosong, the coffin shop would naturally belong to Xu Qing.
Xu Qing wasn’t very interested in the shop on the street corner. But if Hu Baosong really passed away, the funeral street would lack a leader.
After all, the most crucial part of funeral arrangements is the coffin.
Without a coffin shop, can it still be called a funeral street?
Xu Qing thought that maybe he could go to the broker Li Si to find a replacement, even if it meant lowering the rent a bit, as long as he found someone capable!
After dealing with his errands, Xu Qing returned to the Funeral Shop, worried about setting up the Galloping Immortal Hall.
The cat before him was setting up its hall for the first time and had learnt its scant experience by capturing a lone Gray Immortal and interrogating it.
It asked Xu Qing if he understood.
There was no way Xu Qing could tell it that he had also learned his galloping skills by interrogating a lone disciple.
Poor, dashed souls end up together.
The cat and the zombie finally shared their experiences and established the Cat Immortal Hall.
But just after starting out, the cat, which hadn’t officially started working for him, began throwing a tantrum.
"Who on earth is named Xijian Potato?"
"I gave you that galloping title this morning when you were eating sweet potatoes. It’s easy to remember, and you didn’t refuse!"
"I didn’t hear! A Cat Immortal is still an immortal. How can it have such a crude title?"
"Then what do you want to be called?"
"Someone just mentioned, those two kids next door are the top scholar and something else..."
"Runner-up."
"So you go find them to give this immortal a title with some divine aura, so I can maintain face while out and about!"
Anxious to use the galloping technique to uncover the truth about the two coffins in the shop, Xu Qing, swallowing the urge to throw Xijian Potato to the kids on the street, went to the Wu brothers next door for a name for the ’adopted’ wildcat.
"No, no, Brother Xu, you should go to the port to get a fresh fish as a proper offering for the cat."
Wu Zhiyuan and Wu Wencai rambled on, not coming up with names but veering off topic.
Sitting on the wall between the two properties, Xijian Potato looked at Xu Qing with hopeful eyes.
"..."
I wanted you two to come up with a name, not to add tasks for me!
Xu Qing reluctantly agreed.
After chatting for a long time, he returned to the Funeral Shop and wrote with paper and pen on the incense table for the new name given to the Galloping Immortal.
It read: "Position of Qing Qing Empress, the Cat Immortal Hall of the Xu Family."
Qing Qing is the name of a famous type of ink among the Four Treasures of the Study.
The Wu brothers were well-versed in poetry and had their own ideas about naming.
Just from color alone, there were over twenty famous inks ancient and modern, such as Yuanguang, Qingsong, Xuanxiang, Qingqing, Songyan, Yuanshuang, and Qiiyan, to name a few.
In the end, only Qing Qing was a repetition, fitting for a cat’s name while still sounding elegant, matching the noble appearance of the black cat.
Apart from the immortal’s name, Xu Qing also wrote a couplet on both sides of the incense table according to the traditional way of setting up a hall.
The upper couplet reads, ’Cultivate truth and nature in the deep mountains’
The lower couplet reads, ’Protect home and peace from the ancient cave’
Thus, the hall was set up officially on paper.