I Am A Corpse Collector In The World Of Cultivating Immortals

Chapter 87: Divination Master

On the second morning, the eagerly awaited new recruits had not yet arrived, but a new business opportunity came first.

"Sorry to trouble you three apprentices. This is the deposit," the patriarch of a small family said respectfully, taking out a storage bag.

Chen Shen glanced at it and saw two thousand high-grade spirit stones.

"Bring it in!" the patriarch shouted towards the door, and several servants carried in the body of a Nascent Soul cultivator.

"Chen brother, it's your turn," Zhang Qiang instructed.

Chen Shen nodded slightly and, after the guests left, began to prepare the body for burial.

Unlike in Cangwu, where they could simply put the body in a coffin and bury it, the customers who came to their coffin shop would spend thousands or even tens of thousands of high-grade spirit stones. They wanted the body to be thoroughly prepared, stitched, embalmed, coffin selected, formation arranged, and a feng shui treasure land chosen, all to satisfy the customer.

Chen Shen's task was to handle the steps before arranging the formation, while Mo Lao would personally take care of the rest.

...

Business at the coffin shop was not very good, with only five or six orders per month.

So most of the time, they were idle.

This time, Zhang Qiang and Wang Lan did not go out to relax and instead waited for the new recruits.

Finally, in the afternoon.

Mo Lao led three divination apprentices to the coffin shop.

They all looked young, but Chen Shen sensed their Gold Core cultivation level and knew that they had the art of preserving youth. They could be several decades or even hundreds of years old.

However, their attire and behavior made Chen Shen feel that these three were extraordinary.

"Zhang Qiang, Wang Lan, these three will work with you in the future. Tell them about the rules here," Mo Lao instructed and then left.

Wang Lan's eyes flashed with disappointment. Not only were men present, but there was also a woman, and she was even more beautiful than her.

"Let's introduce ourselves first," Zhang Qiang said with the air of a senior brother, standing tall and saying.

The three of them had been observing the furnishings in the coffin shop all along. When they heard Zhang Qiang speak, they glanced at him indifferently and ignored him.

However, Zhang Qiang's face slightly darkened. Obviously, their reaction had caused him, the self-proclaimed senior brother of the coffin shop, to lose face.

But it was not appropriate to lose his temper. After all, this was just a corpse-collecting coffin shop, and there weren't many rules.

If the discipline were strict, he and Wang Lan would not have gone to observe the Luck Master's formation during work hours.

The atmosphere became awkward and quiet for a while.

Of course, the awkwardness was only felt by Zhang Qiang. The three newcomers clearly knew each other and were whispering to each other.

Chen Shen, on the other hand, was diligently repairing the new body.

The body had a foul smell, but fortunately, the shop had always had rouge and powder for embalming purposes.

He sprinkled some fragrant powder, filling the air with a pleasant scent.

"Don't you find it disgusting?" a voice rang out, and Chen Shen suddenly looked up. It was the woman who had just arrived.

"No," he shook his head lightly.

Back in Cangwu, he could carry even the smelliest and bloodiest bodies and run with them.

Is that all?

"I would never do this," the other two men frowned, covering their noses, seemingly afraid of smelling something.

"It's not that bad," Chen Shen touched the body without washing his hands, pinched his nose, then sniffed lightly, and wiped it with his clothes.

"Huh~" The woman who was talking to Chen Shen instantly showed disgust and moved away from him.

"We only need to learn divination and formations. The most important thing is to become divination masters as soon as possible," the three of them said.

The Luck Masters in Ziyuan would not do these things. It was all competition among the peripheral coffin shops, which caused the need for a one-stop service like stitching and embalming.

On the other side, Zhang Qiang couldn't treat the three newcomers the same way he treated Chen Shen at the beginning, which made him feel unhappy.

He really wanted to find an opportunity to tell these three that he, the senior brother of the coffin shop, was the one in charge!

Finally, a good opportunity came the next day.

Normally, they would only have one order in several days, but that day they received three.

Mo Lao personally greeted the customers, took the deposit, and before the customers left, he instructed, "As usual, prepare the body for burial today, and I will come back to arrange the formation tonight."

"Okay, Master Mo," Zhang Qiang felt secretly delighted.

After Mo Lao left, he looked at the new recruits.

"You three newcomers, come here. I will teach you how to sew and embalm corpses. This is something all newcomers must do, and it will be examined by Master Mo in the future."

Zhang Qiang said with a stern face and a deep voice.

Obviously, he was immersed in an awkward world yesterday and did not hear the three people's comments.

Chen Shen silently walked away, lifted a corpse, and began the embalming process, ignoring them.

"Didn't you hear what Senior Zhang said?" Wang Lan also chimed in.

There were mainly three corpses, and she usually let Chen Shen do the embalming.

"What? Are you telling us to embalm corpses like him?" The three people pointed at Chen Shen in surprise.

"Master Mo also said that I should explain the rules to you. The rules here are that everyone must learn all the tasks. As newcomers, of course, you have to embalm corpses." Zhang Qiang continued.

The three newcomers frowned, showing a hint of hostility. One of them instantly came to Zhang Qiang's side and grabbed his neck.

The latter looked terrified and incredulous.

Smack!

Zhang Qiang was slapped away, and the person spat and sneered, saying, "Do you really think we are the same as you, spending our whole lives embalming corpses and earning a few pieces of silver?"

"You..." Zhang Qiang's face turned red, with a five-finger mark on his face.

"A mere assistant in a coffin shop, dare to ride on our heads?"

The person ignored Zhang Qiang, who was lying on the ground like a dead dog, and stared at Wang Lan, whose face was trembling with fear.

"It's you who are bullying newcomers, not us. That young man, Chen Shen, works diligently, while you take advantage of your position and try to bully newcomers."

Song Yuchen said coldly.

"... "Chen Shen, who was silent on the side, was speechless. He didn't expect to be dragged into this.

Whether it's arguing or causing trouble, don't play jokes on me, an honest person.

"Daring to show off in front of us, who have been embalming corpses our whole lives, do you even know your own worth?" Xu Wenjing, one of the three, laughed lightly, showing a hint of disdain.

"These are the rules of the coffin shop. You are newcomers, so of course you have to learn how to embalm corpses. I am just following Master Mo's orders!" Zhang Qiang's face looked unpleasant as he stood up and said in a deep voice.

"Don't scare us with this. If you insist, then invite Master Mo. If he orders us to do as you say, then so be it." Song Yuchen shook her head, sneering at Zhang Qiang's words.

"What's the point of talking to a mere assistant who spends his whole life dealing with corpses? We're just going through the motions. Let's go, let's have some tea."

The third person among the three spoke up.

"After we come back from afternoon tea, if I don't see you two finish embalming these two corpses, I'll beat you to death." Song Yuchen threatened as she walked away.

He wasn't helping Chen Shen, but rather expressing his dissatisfaction with those who picked a fight with him, meting out a small punishment.

Zhang Qiang and the others trembled, too angry to speak.

They wanted to assert their dominance over the newcomers, but ended up being dominated by them.

"Wait, I will definitely report this to Master Mo." After the three prominent newcomers left, Zhang Qiang clenched his fists and looked resentful.

"We can't let this matter go. We are all Gold Core cultivators and apprentices of fortune-tellers. How can we bully others like this? It's just because there are more of them. Chen Shen, don't you agree?"

He spoke again.

Upon hearing this, Chen Shen was slightly stunned.

Unity? When he was doing all the dirty and tiring work, why didn't they talk about unity and friendship? Now that he was being humiliated, they wanted to recruit him to fight against the three newcomers?

And does this person have no brains? Didn't he hear what those people said? The other side is just going through the motions!

"It might have something to do with the apprentices of Luck Master." Chen Shen had a sudden realization.

The three newcomers had some background, but they were willing to become apprentices in a coffin shop, probably because they had their eyes on the apprenticeship of Luck Master.

Being able to enter the Purple Garden as an apprentice of Luck Master, even if only as an apprentice, the benefits were probably substantial.

In the coffin shop, Zhang Qiang made a lot of tough talk, but after venting his anger, he earnestly embalmed the corpses.

The tough talk of the newcomers was still effective.

...

As the sunset approached, the three newcomers did not return, but Master Mo came back.

Zhang Qiang saw the shopkeeper and instantly burst into tears, as if he had seen his own mother, and directly complained to him.

"Master Mo, you must help us three."

After adding fuel to the fire, he even dragged Chen Shen into it.

However, although Master Mo listened, his expression remained unchanged.

After listening to Zhang Qiang's grievances, he calmly said:

"I only asked you to follow the rules, not to intimidate them, right?"

With Mo Lao's experience, how could he not see that his old companion was exaggerating? He continued:

"What rules does my funeral parlor have during normal times?"

Mo Lao stared at Zhang Qiang, who was at a loss for how to respond. It seemed like there weren't many rules in a funeral parlor...

"Rules are not for you two to deceive and play tricks, to do things when there are things to do, and to leave someone to watch the shop when there is nothing to do. Are you going out to play?"

"Yes, today we came for business, right? I was just teaching those three newcomers, but they started fighting directly."

Zhang Qiang said with a miserable face, his voice trembling.

"... " Mo Lao shook his head slightly and said:

"You and Wang Lan followed me almost at the same time, it's been almost ten years, right?

In these years, have you ever seen me take on any apprentices again? It was only half a month ago that I took in Chen Shen, but there was also a ten-year gap between you guys.

This time, I suddenly took in three more. Is it because the business in the shop is busy? Or do you think you guys are not lazy enough, so you brought in more people to eat and drink for free and still get paid?"

"This..." Zhang Qiang didn't know how to answer.

"Although you haven't seen any big shots, you should still have some insight. You should think about why I suddenly squeezed in three more people for no reason. It can't be that they're here to eat for free and not do any work."

Mo Lao said, seeing Zhang Qiang's puzzled expression, he shook his head gently and continued:

"In a few years, there will be a group of Gold Core stage Luck Masters sitting in the Purple Garden, and apprentices will only be recruited from our major funeral parlors. The three newcomers came here for these spots, coming to me is just going through the motions.

You don't need to show off like Big Brother, learn more from Chen Shen, do more work, and go out less to indulge in pleasure.

These people have some background, they are not people you can provoke, and they have all learned divination. In this aspect, you are not as good as them."

After speaking, Mo Lao pondered for a moment and took out a book: "Divination is not considered a treasure, many forces have it, but it cannot be spread.

This is the complete divination technique, each of you take a copy and study it well when you go back, don't let those three look down on you."

Zhang Qiang and the others were pleasantly surprised.

The first two had followed for ten years and only learned two chapters, but now they could learn everything, which made them very happy.

As for Chen Shen, he was naturally the happiest one.

This was the beginning of his journey to become a Luck Master.

Watching the three of them leave happily with their copies, Mo Lao whispered, "This is a once-in-a-century opportunity. I hope that among the three of you, someone can enter the Purple Garden and become a Luck Master apprentice..."

...

Time flew by, and three months passed.

Zhang Qiang, fortunate to have encountered misfortune, learned the complete divination technique and did not argue with the three newcomers.

In fact, he was always cautious when he saw these three people, knowing that they had a background and didn't dare to provoke them again.

The three newcomers, on the other hand, ignored each other and slacked off at work every day before leaving.

When there was business, if they were interested, they would let Mo Lao assist them on the side, but they would try to set up formations themselves.

Setting up formations was beneficial for diviners, as it honed their skills.

But most of the time, it was Chen Shen who requested to set up formations.

His understanding of formations far surpassed the others. Even when encountering the Luck Formation for the first time, he could grasp it easily.

In just three months of studying formations, his level had surpassed everyone else, and he could independently set up Luck Formations for coffins.

"Why is this White Oriole Formation always incomplete? It turns out that it complements the divination technique. Only by mastering the complete divination technique can a complete formation be arranged."

Chen Shen finally understood why, as a Infant-level Formation Master, he couldn't even set up a basic Luck Formation.

"But my level is still lacking compared to Mo Lao. His other formations are far inferior to mine, but in terms of Luck Formations, he is incredibly strong. He can engrave the White Oriole Formation with just one hand, without any mistakes.

I can't do that yet. I need to work harder. If I can do it, then I will be a diviner, not an apprentice."

His thoughts were in turmoil.

At this moment, Zhang Qiang walked in from the door, carrying a coffin with one hand.

"Chen Shen, come over here. Master Mo asked you to engrave a Luck Formation on this coffin."

He beckoned.

"Master Mo?" Chen Shen frowned and looked outside the door, asking, "Where are the customers? Why did they let you bring the coffin over?"

"This was agreed upon at the customer's house. That person is a friend of Master Mo's, so he asked us to bring it back to you for disposal."

"The contract, show it to me."

Chen Shen reached out his hand and asked, "At the funeral parlor, there is an agreement for setting up the formation, not just a verbal promise."

"If it's from Mo Shi, can't I get it for you? Hurry up and set up the formation, the guests want to bury tonight," Zhang Qiang urged.

"Without a contract and without the guests present, I can't arrange the formation," Chen Shen shook his head slightly.

"You..." Zhang Qiang's face turned unpleasant.

"You really won't do it?"

Chen Shen still shook his head, indifferent.

"Fine, wait for Mo Shi to come back and ask you," he carried the coffin out of the funeral parlor.

Chen Shen didn't take it seriously. He hadn't seen the procedures or the guests, so he couldn't be held responsible for what happened.

That night, Chen Shen discovered that Zhang Qiang and Wang Lan hadn't returned all night.

Early the next morning, Old Mo hurriedly returned to the shop, and the first thing he said was, "Zhang Qiang got into trouble, and you almost got implicated."

"What? Implicated me?" Chen Shen was surprised.

What did it have to do with him if something happened to the other party? But what did it mean to almost implicate himself?

"This person is audacious and dares to take private jobs outside. As a result, the formation he set up was incomplete and was discovered by a Luck Master on the way to the cemetery," Old Mo explained.

"No wonder..." Chen Shen said.

"Did you also participate?"

"No, no," Chen Shen quickly shook his head and explained in detail what happened yesterday.

"So that's how it is. Since you were unable to help, he took the risk and did it himself, relying on the fact that those small families are outsiders and wouldn't be able to tell, but his luck was bad and he was exposed by a Luck Grandmaster," Old Mo nodded.

"But what does this have to do with me?" Chen Shen was puzzled.

Old Mo glanced at him and said lightly, "Zhang Qiang confessed on the spot and implicated you, saying you were the mastermind."

"???" Chen Shen was speechless.

"Fortunately, I had a friend present at the time who informed me, otherwise it wouldn't just be him in trouble, you would have been arrested too."

"Master Mo, I had no knowledge of this matter and have never taken on any private jobs," Chen Shen said.

"I know you haven't, if you were the mastermind, this matter wouldn't have gone wrong, it would have been profitable instead," Old Mo said.

"..." Chen Shen fell silent for a moment and said, "Master Mo knows that I am not a greedy person."

"Of course, that's why I protected you. When it's safe, just put more effort into my shop," Old Mo said.

The two of them didn't chat for long before a middle-aged man with a good temperament walked in, followed by a group of people.

"Oh~" Chen Shen noticed that among the people behind the middle-aged man were three familiar faces, the newcomers to his shop.

"Are you Chen Shen?" the middle-aged man asked from a higher position.

Chen Shen showed a respectful attitude and quickly nodded.

Next, there was a test to examine Chen Shen's skills.

If he never made mistakes, it would prove his level of formation and whether he was involved with Zhang Qiang.

Hum!

Chen Shen formed hand seals with both hands and quickly set up a perfect White Oriole Luck Formation.

"You're very fast, a diviner?" the noble Luck Master exclaimed.

"Alright, no need for further testing. If you were involved with that small fry, how could you have shown a flaw in front of me? You have no suspicion. I hope to see you at the Luck Apprentice Recruitment Ceremony in a few years," the Luck Master waved his hand and looked at Chen Shen with admiration.

Then, the group of people left decisively.

"Be careful of those three newcomers," Old Mo personally accompanied the Luck Master out of the door, but his voice rang in Chen Shen's ears.

Chen Shen had some doubts when he saw the three newcomers, but now that Old Mo was communicating with him, he was certain.

"They want to get rid of me because they see me as too strong," Chen Shen looked at the backs of the three people as they walked away, a surge of killing intent rising in his heart.

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