Longevity Through the Path of Survival: Starting with Playing the Suona, Funeral Cultivation Begins

In the capital city of Liguo, there is a small white goods shop.

The owner of the shop not only takes care of ordinary things, but also occasionally shows his medical skills by treating the poor people's minor illnesses.

As the days passed, Bai Shi's shop became somewhat famous in the civilian areas of the capital.

After Baishi Shop established itself in the capital, Bai Yu hired three more employees.

Every day he attends funerals, practices martial arts, and cultivates immortality.

Although the funeral rewards obtained each time are not many, they are also growing steadily.

Time flows peacefully.

Occasionally, he would think of the girl with a beautiful smile under the fireworks, and the tenderness in his arms.

When Xiao Shouzhuo was a little older, Bai Yu began to teach him how to read.

"Knowing that there is stillness can lead to concentration, concentration can lead to tranquility, tranquility can lead to tranquility, and tranquility can lead to attainment."

Bai Yu recited the previous sentence, and Xiao Shouzhuo shook his head and recited the same sentence.

At this time, the mistress would put down her account book, look at the two of them with a gentle face, and smile softly from the side.

Amidst the sound of reading, little Shouzhuo grew up quickly.

And the mistress is getting older day by day.

A few years later, Bai Yu sent Shouzhuo to a nearby school.

In the seventh year, news came from the south.

The Red Lotus Sect has revived and spread to more than a dozen counties in the south.

General Li Guo led his troops south to conquer the rebels. After several years of fighting, the rebellion was barely quelled.

However, several large counties in the south have been reduced to ruins by successive battles.

There is a storyteller who compiled this counter-rebellion into a play "Dickin's Fair South", which always attracts bursts of applause every time he talks about it.

In the audience, Bai Yu stroked his beard under his chin.

At this time, he had already transformed into a middle-aged man.

The south is in chaos after all, and I don’t know what happened to Xiao Wang Zhu Tong and the others.

He drank a glass of strong wine and poured another on the floor.

Respect those living beings who are struggling in troubled times.

Later, Bai Yu accepted two apprentices.

One studies Feng Shui and the other studies medicine.

Uncle Jiu's Feng Shui skills and Mr. Meng's medical skills began to sprout in the North.

Time flows slowly, and the years remain calm.

Over the years, all the internal energy in Bai Yu's body has turned into true energy.

As your cultivation accumulates little by little, your true energy becomes more powerful.

The blood dragon stone was also refined, and the evil spirit inside was absorbed and integrated into the true energy.

Immortal cultivation is also slowly increasing.

The storage bag of the rebel Li Xianshi was opened.

There are many spiritual stones, several talismans, and a Talisman book "First Interpretation of Spiritual Talisman" inside.

Bai Yu is neither impatient nor impatient, and practices and settles day by day.

Five years later, in the Huaishu Hutong of Lijing, a middle-aged man with graying temples was teaching his disciples how to draw talisman.

"Chengjiu, you have to practice this evil-suppressing talisman more so that you can have food in the future."

"I have learned the art of Feng Shui, and I will never be hungry wherever I go."

Behind the middle-aged man, a black dog was catching mice in the yard.

The young man named Chengjiu nodded repeatedly and asked:

"Master, when will you teach me the blood talisman?"

"I especially hope to be able to deal with evil corpses as easily as you can."

Bai Yu sighed:

"Blood Talisman, you'd better not learn it anymore, as long as you can solve a little trouble and live in peace of mind."

"The greater the ability, the greater the responsibility. The more sophisticated Feng Shui is, the closer your destiny is."

Cheng Jiu didn’t listen at all and said:

"Master, you are just biased. Why did you just teach Meng Na's medical skills and then just hand them over to him? When it comes to me, you have a hand in reserve."

"If you don't teach me the blood talisman, how will you deal with evil spirits in the future?"

Bai Yu also talked a lot, but just smiled and said nothing.

At this moment, someone knocked on the door from outside the yard.

"Master Bai, please come and check on my Dunzi. This child is possessed by an evil spirit."

Bai Yu responded, and Cheng Jiu quickly stepped forward to open the door.

I saw a crowd of people gathered outside the door, and the neighbors were gathered around to watch the fun.

A skinny middle-aged man, carrying a small fat man on his back, his head covered with sweat, said eagerly:

"Master Bai, my Dunzi went to play in the river a few days ago, and he encountered a floating corpse."

"After he came back, he didn't want to eat. He kept saying there was a smell of corpses and he always felt like someone was following him."

Bai Yu took the little fat man in.

The little fat man's face turned pale, his whole body was shaking, and he complained of the smell of corpses.

Bai Yu checked carefully and found no abnormality in the nearby evil spirit.

He took Xiaopangdun's pulse again and said:

"It doesn't matter. Chengjiu, take him to the latrine where he lies down and lock him in for half an hour without being allowed to come out. Then he will be fine by then."

Chengjiu and everyone else were doubtful.

Dunzi was actually locked up in the latrine.

Strange to say, it didn't take long for Dunzi's complexion to become normal.

Half an hour later, he became lively and energetic, stopped shouting, and seemed like a completely fine person.

The neighbors were all amazed when they saw it, and Dunzi's father was even more grateful. He pulled Dunzi to kowtow a few times and left a red envelope.

After everyone dispersed, Cheng Jiu exclaimed:

"Master, you are so amazing. How come you didn't even use a talisman to ward off Dunzi's evil spirits?"

Bai Yu chuckled and said:

"There is nothing evil. He was just frightened by the smell of corpses. His spirit kept reminding him that there was danger nearby."

Chengjiu said again:

"Then how can the smell of corpses be cured by being locked up in a latrine?"

Bai Yu smiled and said:

"The hut represents popularity and tells Dunzi's soul that he is back among the crowd and no longer has to worry about danger."

"Look, you can still solve the problem without using the blood talisman."

"Remember, in our line of work, we must have a clear conscience and no wrongdoings. This is what your master has passed down."

Cheng Jiu was convinced and began to ponder the eight words "no guilt, no wrongdoings".

In this way, with the accumulation of small things, Master Bai's reputation grew.

Sometimes, even those dignitaries would ask Bai Yu to come to their homes to look at Feng Shui.

Bai Yu lived a down-to-earth life without being impatient.

In the 20th year of leaving Beijing, Cheng Jiu and Cheng Meng, two apprentices, had graduated.

Two years later, Xiao Shouzhu passed the examination to become a scholar, and he also had a reputation and married in Beijing.

Later, one winter, it snowed heavily, and the master's wife did not survive.

Before leaving, she held Bai Yu's hand and said that she wanted to return to Jiangcheng and be buried with Uncle Jiu.

Bai Yu nodded and agreed, and took care of the funeral of the master's wife.

Unknowingly, thirty years had passed since leaving Beijing.

At this time, Bai Yu's hair and beard were all white.

He looked up at the sky, and a row of wild geese flew south, leaving behind bursts of wild goose cries.

"The wild geese are flying south, and it's time for me to go home."

A few days later, he packed his bags and closed the door.

He took his master's wife's ashes and set off on the road back south.

The autumn wind is blowing, and the fallen leaves are returning to their roots.

It's time for the wanderer to return to his home.