"Sir, how should we deal with this?"

Since he had made a decision in his heart, Deng Fan did not hesitate and looked directly at Fei Ruhe.

Although he didn't want to get angry about the chaos in Jiao County, it was not his turn to take charge of this matter. After all, he was just a coffin shop.

Although everyone is afraid of him on weekdays, Deng Fan knows that in the eyes of those with certain social status, he is just a person who makes a living among the "lower nine-class" and cannot be put on the table.

"At present, I can only ask those three companies to discuss countermeasures. I will also have to trouble Manager Deng to accompany me tonight..."

Fei Ruhe also knew that when things got so much, if he didn't want to become a victim of the fight between the two sides, he could only choose one of them.

Although the three major families in Nujiao County are not good, they will not do anything to him at least on the surface. However, the Yuan surname is a complete "rebel". Once he loses his value, he may be in trouble for his family and his life.

......

Walking into the corpse silently and looking at the body of Old Man Liu, a trace of inexplicable irritability flashed through Deng Fan's heart.

Although he has been in this world for four or five years, he has become accustomed to all kinds of dead people, starving to death, exhausted to death, eating dirt to swell himself, dying from illness, killing, and even being bitten to death by wild dogs.

In this era, people die every day, and the ways of dying are all kinds of strange. Although I have seen it a lot and experienced a lot, this does not mean that Deng Fan is really numb and has really adapted.

If you have never experienced these things, you will never be able to imagine the value of peace. The more you experience these things, the more you yearn for the life of your previous life. No matter how rich or poor he is, you can walk happily on the streets. You will not worry that you will be beaten to death because of some inexplicable things, and even eating a full meal will become a kind of "extraordinary hope".

"I hope you can be reincarnated into a peaceful era in the next life..."

Silently untied Old Man Liu's limbs that were twisted into twists, Deng Fan carefully sorted out his appearance, and returned to his coffin shop with his heart full of thoughts.

......

"Changshou, close the shop. I won't do business today..."

Looking at Ge Changshou who was busy working in the shop, Deng Fan made a decision. He wanted to survive in this troubled world without any real skills. Sometimes he really couldn't do it. He didn't want his young man to follow in the footsteps of Old Man Liu.

Although he was a little puzzled, since it was Deng Fan's order, Ge Changshou did not ask much.

He also noticed that Deng Fan today seemed particularly silent.

He took Ge Changshou into the backyard and set up an altar in the yard. Since he had decided to intervene in the dispute between the county government and the warlords, Deng Fan naturally had to make plans early. After all, the warlords of this era were not good at it.

He silently helped Deng Fan sort out the bright yellow altar. Although it was the first time he saw his shopkeeper's way of opening the altar, Ge Changshou was also very curious, but he did not ask much.

He knew that since Deng Fan brought him here, he would naturally tell him when he should tell him.

After lit the bright yellow incense in his hand, Deng Fan bowed to Dongfang with a serious look on his face.

The altar he set up this time was completely different from the altar he set up when he refining the corpse. Not only did he not feel gloomy and strange, but he gave people a sense of dignity and righteousness.

"One stroke, the world moves, two strokes, the evil spirit travels a thousand miles, three strokes, the world, four strokes, the power of the Jia Power, Wu Bi, and the power of the Holy Ancestor."

"All ghosts and gods come to report, and the ten directions are as anxious as the law!"

He solemnly took out a thick piece of bright yellow and purple talisman paper from his arms. Deng Fanlang's hair sprinkled, and every stroke fell, his breathing would be quicker.

The scarlet cinnabar fell onto the talisman paper, and every stroke, a slight purple feeling appeared. After the talisman was formed, Deng Fan's forehead was covered with sweat.

"Shopkeeper, are you okay..."

Seeing Deng Fan staggering, Ge Changshou took a step forward instantly and supported him.

Although I had long felt that Deng Fan was a little mysterious, the scene where Deng Fan opened the hall to paint talismans just now was completely different from what he imagined.

There is no such divine movements and etiquette as the ordinary old Taoist, and the sound of chanting the mantra seems to be "sonochorrent and powerful". The whole set of movements is flowing, full of a "magnificent" charm.

"I'm fine. You paste this 'home-keeping talisman' on the gate of the backyard. In recent days, the county has been uneasy. Never go out at night or open the door."

Looking at the worry in Ge Changshou's eyes, Deng Fan waved his hand, handed him the bright yellow talisman in his hand, and ordered with a solemn expression on his face.

Although the "talisman" inherited by Deng Fan comes from the same source as the Taoist "talisman method", they are two concepts.

If the Taoist talismans were improved by Taoist sages, then what Deng Fan inherited was the original version of ancient times. The two cannot be said to be good or bad, and can only be said to be different in the times they adapted to.

The "House-Suppressing Talisman" he painted involves the Feng Shui and Numerology of Heaven and Earth, and can suppress the earth's energy of the "home and house" and drive away ghosts and evil spirits. It is not that simple to draw. This is because Deng Fan's health has been much better recently and his body's energy has recovered. If it were the case before, he would not dare to draw such talismans.

"You take these two books to read. If you don't understand anything, come and ask me."

Seeing Ge Changshou coming back, Deng Fan took out two books that had been prepared from his arms and handed them to him.

These two books are some boxing techniques and strange stories about Yinmen that he copied in his spare time, and are essential foundations for those who practice the Dharma.

As for magic, Deng Fan was not ready to teach it now. Even if he was willing to teach it, Ge Changshou, who had no foundation, would not be able to learn it.

He has the foundation and insights of his previous life. In addition, he has only practiced a few external arts and techniques in his five years of exploration. You can imagine the difficulties in it. Moreover, what he practiced is the left-handed method, which is extremely dangerous.

Without enough foundation, he will not spread it randomly.

"Meet the master!"

Although Ge Changshou was dull, he was not stupid. Seeing Deng Fan's behavior, he didn't know that he was planning to teach him "real skills".

"Get up, I didn't want to accept disciples. It's just that it's not easy to survive in this troubled world. I just want to pass on your skills to save your life. As for how much you can learn, it depends on your own luck."

Looking at Ge Changshou kneeling in front of him, Deng Fan looked helpless. He really had no idea of ​​accepting disciples. After all, he could only be considered half a bucket of water, so he had no ability to teach his disciples.

Although Deng Fan refused to accept him as his disciple in the end, Ge Changshou was filled with gratitude, and even secretly felt a sense of "a scholar died for his confidant."

From childhood to adulthood, he has been discriminated against and prejudice because of his appearance.

But during this period of time, he found that although his shopkeeper had a little indifferent personality and rarely talked, he was a very easy-to-get-in-law person. Not only did he not discriminate against him at all, he did not treat him as a servant on weekdays.

The days he spent with Deng Fan made him realize a kind of respect and a kind of respect for his personality for the first time. Rather than being an apprentice in the coffin shop, he felt that his shopkeeper regarded himself as his family, and he also knew more about his shopkeeper's deeds during this period.
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