After I traveled through the book, I gained a humanoid pendant

Chapter 251

Yan Congzhi frowned: "What is considered ugly?"

Ni Yangzhou thought for a while: "The nose should be lower, the eyes should be lower, the face should be less angular, and the eyebrows should be thinner..."

It would be fine if you don't stare at the master too closely, but if you look closely, you will find that the master is really handsome.

Yan Congzhi found it troublesome, so he simply made a hand gesture and changed his face into that of Shopkeeper Liu.

Ni Yangzhou took a look and was very shocked: "So this is what you think, Master!"

Yan Congzhi only remembered Manager Liu, whose face he could still remember these days and who had been moving around at the foot of the mountain. After hearing what his disciple said, he realized that this move seemed inappropriate.

"But Master, please change it again. It feels weird."

The young man looked straight as if he was in his twenties, but he had such a wrinkled face that it was really hard to bear to look at him.

Yan Congzhi frowned and changed again. This time he looked much more pleasing to the eye. Although he was not handsome, his facial features were clear and he looked very natural.

In order to show his apprentice his face, the master kept his head down, and the soldiers and other vendors at the city gate could not see it. Ni Yangzhou looked up at the face and suddenly felt it looked familiar.

The young man looked at the white-haired county magistrate in the distance, then looked at the face of his master, and suddenly asked, "Master, have I seen this face before?"

Yan Congzhi nodded: "Haoping's."

Governor Ni Yang let out a long “oh” and suddenly felt that Hongying was not so eccentric after all. The decent face of Master Haoping when he was young was enough to make people want to commit suicide to him.

When the master's face was no longer so handsome, entering the city became much easier. Although there would still be people paying attention to him, at least he wouldn't be stared at.

The white-bearded county magistrate took a look and thought that it was a Taoist priest who came to challenge him to settle the dispute. In the past two months, many Taoists had come to try, but even the most powerful ones had been defeated. The county magistrate no longer had the mood to pay homage to them one by one.

He only needs to supervise the vendors at the city gate to ensure the supply in the city, and wait for the immortals from the Minghong Sect to arrive.

The master and his disciple walked smoothly into the county town, where they saw few pedestrians and most of the roadside shops were closed. The people inside looked listless. However, there were many things hung on the doors to ward off evil spirits, such as Bagua mirrors, small wooden swords, and so on.

Ni Yangzhou looked carefully, but didn't see anything with real magical powers. He lamented that there were still too many liars in the world and there were almost not enough good people.

After walking through the shop cluster on the central street, the two came to where the residents lived. There were some differences here.

Looking around, there were several empty closed doors, but spring couplets were pasted on the gray-white walls at the entrance of the alley.

Ni Yangzhou walked closer and saw that the Spring Festival couplets were still newly pasted on and the red paper had not faded due to the sun.

After walking a few more alleys, there are still a few houses with green Spring Festival couplets posted. They are also not posted in front of the door. There is a horizontal scroll on the upper and lower couplets, and the empty space in the middle is the solid wall.

This is quite new.

Relying on his young age and kind face, Ni Yangzhou found an open tea shop and asked. There was no sign on the tea shop, just an open door. The boy checked again and again at the door and made sure that it was a business before going in. Finally, he found out the reason.

According to the custom in Xixun County, Spring Festival couplets are not only posted during the Spring Festival, but also at the summer markets every year, and especially in shops. However, there are some rules for posting them. If someone in the family dies, the color of the Spring Festival couplets must be changed: green for the first year, yellow for the second year, purple for the third year, and red for every year thereafter.

There have been too many people missing recently, and business owners have also been trying to avoid the issue. They have taken down the high-hanging signs and spring couplets, and many families have replaced them with green couplets. Some are unwilling to do so, believing that their family members have simply been lost somewhere and may be able to come back in the future if they are lucky enough.

Finally, why post it on the wall?

The tea shop owner didn't want to say much, and waved his hand to send Ni Yangzhou away, but looking at the young man's bright eyes, he felt it was a pity, so he told him. There was a rumor in the county that the King of Hell wanted to hold a market in the underworld, but it was not lively enough, so he specially caught some idle people who were resting at home to make up the number.

Most of the people at home are the elderly, the weak, women and children, so that’s why most of the things are lost from them.

In order to prevent those evil spirits from always arresting people, people would deliberately stick the Spring Festival couplets crookedly so that they would not be able to find the way and would think that the Yang Gate was not open, and therefore would not be able to take people away.

Ni Yangzhou told Yan Congzhi everything he had found out. The two of them looked around but found no other clues, nor did they find any unusual spiritual energy. They searched a small courtyard and asked the neighbors. They found out that a whole family, including a husband and wife and children, were missing. Only this courtyard was left, and no one lived there.

Yan Congzhi and Ni Yangzhou stayed there. The young man borrowed red paper and a brush and respectfully asked the master to write his calligraphy. A pair of couplets was completed, and Ni Yangzhou posted them on the gate just before dark.

Pepper flowers sing praises, and cypress wine floats in spring.

A common auspicious phrase used to wish for peace.

The boy, who had finally learned to recognize most of the characters, saw that the characters on the Spring Festival couplets were like flying dragons and leaping tigers, each one was so powerful that it could be seen through the paper, and was elegant and vigorous. He felt proud as he pasted them. His master was handsome, had great magical powers, and wrote beautiful characters. It was a pity that everyone in the county was afraid of him, and there were not many people to appreciate his characters.

After the sun set that day, the young man and his master lived in the house. The bleak night was like a tattered curtain, covering the entire Xixun County from far to near. The stars in the sky were dim, and there was only a thin, hairy moon, emitting a faint light.

Ni Yangzhou was meditating and practicing. He felt that everything was quiet, the wind was refreshing, and the air was clear. It was a rare cool weather in the summer.

It's just a little too cold.

It was so cold that two messengers in black and white clothes sneezed. Both of them wore tall hats. The one in black was smiling happily, while the one in white had a serious expression.

The two looked at the bright red couplet for a long time. The one in black clothes said, "This calligraphy is wonderful. The force penetrates through the paper, and the bones and muscles are clear. It must be the hand of a famous calligrapher."

The man in white clothes said nothing, but nodded with a dark face.

"Our master is in need of a scribe, so let's choose him, what do you think?"

The other one still nodded: "I think it's very good."

The two men aimed at the door of the Spring Festival couplet room and rushed in suddenly. They really rushed in. A gust of cold wind swept through the whole courtyard in an instant, and the tender leaves of the persimmon tree in the courtyard were rustling.

Yan Congzhi suddenly opened his eyes.

"Not good!" the one in white clothes shouted, "There's a barrier, run away!"

The man in black was about to step over the threshold, but when he heard the words, he was about to retreat. Unexpectedly, the closed door was opened with a "click". Ni Yangzhou stuck his head out to check the situation, but saw that there was no one in the yard, only gusts of wind.

"division……"

Before he could finish a word, the man in black grabbed the iron chain and hung it on the boy, saying urgently: "Ghosts never leave empty-handed! Hurry up if the wind blows!"

Ni Yangzhou immediately fell down limply. Yan Congzhi moved to the yard in an instant and saw his disciple's body lying on the doorstep with his eyes closed. It was unknown whether he was dead or alive.

The handsome Taoist priest lost his usual indifference. He rushed over and hugged the young man, covering his eyes with his index and middle fingers. When he opened his eyes again, green light flowed in his pupils.

Turning around, he saw that Ni Yangzhou's soul was being held by two men dressed as ghost messengers at the gate of the courtyard. He was still conscious, and when he saw his master looking at him, he smiled embarrassedly.

A bit impulsive, really.

Ni Yangzhou didn't expect that when he opened the door, his soul would be taken away. After he turned into a soul, he saw two people opposite him, one black and one white, like the legendary Black and White Impermanence, with tall hats on their heads, one with "Catching you" and the other with "You are here too."

The young man hadn't yet hidden his surprised expression when he discovered that the horizontal and vertical strokes of the characters written with the brush were continuous, and there were obviously some problems with the characters above.

There is one stroke missing for “在” and “来”.

The two black and white ghost messengers had words "Zhengshi is coming to catch you" and "You're doomed too" written on their heads!

Who wouldn’t be stunned when seeing this?

Ni Yangzhou shook the chain in his hand and lip-synced to his master in an embarrassed manner:

"Master, help."