boyutpedia #369 - Mr. Xu, you are so generous!
#369 - Mr. Xu, you are so generous!
"Daoist Master!"
In a short while, the Strongman Ding Jia returned to report.
"Oh?" Xu Chengxian raised an eyebrow, "You're back quickly."
"I wouldn't dare delay the Daoist Master's affairs, so naturally, I had to return quickly." Ding Jia cupped his hands and replied with a smile.
Having been dispatched a few times and seeing how generous Xu Chengxian was, and how he didn't put on airs when giving instructions, he was also keen to become familiar with him.
Naturally, he was even more diligent in his work.
Moreover, it was just a matter of verification, and the questions weren't about any crucial secrets, so there was nothing he couldn't find out.
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He still used the connections of the ghost messengers under the City God, and since it wasn't far, he naturally returned quickly.
"How was it?" Xu Chengxian asked, "Weren't you made things difficult by the little devils?"
It's said that it's easier to see the King of Hell than to deal with the pesky devils, so he asked this question.
"No." Ding Jia smiled, "I carried the Daoist Master's token. The ghost messengers have good connections and know that although our White Maiden Temple is newly established, it has been conferred the position of a righteous god by Heaven and Earth. How would they dare to be negligent?"
The position of a righteous god was one thing, but the White Maiden Temple also received offerings from many common people and had an excellent relationship with the Prefect of Xuzhou.
Since they were ghost messengers within Xuzhou City, even though they were separated by the realms of Yin and Yang, they still had to consider human relationships and the distinction between superiors and inferiors. There was no reason to offend the chief official of the Yang realm.
"Mm." Xu Chengxian nodded, understanding.
"Yes. It has now been verified that the young master of the Pan family has a life expectancy of fourteen years." Ding Jia lowered his head and said, "I also asked if there were any obstacles preventing him from extending his lifespan, and the reply was that they had not heard of any."
If they hadn't heard of any, then there weren't any recorded, and most likely, there weren't any unrecorded either.
"That's good!" Xu Chengxian laughed heartily.
As long as no one was interfering, things would be much easier to handle.
… …
That night.
White Maiden Temple.
The hall was brightly lit with candles.
Xu Chengxian stood behind the high table.
Pan Anshou and his wife stood in front of the high table.
Their young son knelt in the middle.
Inside the pottery basin in front, paper money ingots were burning.
The young master of the Pan family was continuously placing the pile next to him into the fire one by one.
From the paper money ingots being burned, smoke rose, including black ash and green smoke.
With a wave of Xu Chengxian's horsetail whisk, he summoned a divine light from the divine statue, which transformed into a net and wrapped around it.
As the green smoke continuously drilled into the net transformed from divine light, it looked like it was filling the net.
"That's enough, you don't need to burn any more paper money." Xu Chengxian said.
In the next instant, the light flashed.
The net transformed from divine light sealed its opening and transformed into a golden lucky bag.
Then, within a few breaths, it condensed into a gold ingot.
He beckoned and retrieved the gold ingot.
Afterwards, he allowed them to continue burning paper money.
Then, he condensed the second ingot.
Following the same method, he burned all the paper money, obtaining a total of nine ingots.
"Nine ingots, that's enough." He couldn't help but nod in satisfaction, smiling and saying, "Old Pan, it seems the people of Xuzhou sincerely pray for the young master. Very sincere."
The young master of the Pan family was only a teenager, what commendable character or good deeds could he have?
This was all thanks to his father.
"Pan Anshou will never forget the kindness of the elders of Xuzhou!" Hearing Xu Chengxian's tone, Pan Anshou understood that this was a good start and quickly expressed his position, "I dare not say that I will bring fortune to one side while in office, but I will definitely be conscientious and diligent for the people."
Saying this, he cupped his hands towards Xu Chengxian, saying seriously, "I will also never forget the Daoist Master's kindness!"
"Alright, I hope you remember these words." Xu Chengxian smiled. "I will now issue the document and send it to the Netherworld to add to your son's lifespan."
The document didn't need to be written with pen and ink.
With a thought, he condensed a talisman with divine light and then condensed it into a token, which he gave to Ding Jia.
However, this time, he didn't use the White Maiden's signature.
Instead, he wrote the document according to the format of Demon Suppression Mountain and left the seal of Demon Suppression Mountain.
As the saying goes, 'borrowing the tiger's skin to flaunt one's power'.
With the power of Demon Suppression Mountain, things would definitely go more smoothly.
The reputation of our White Maiden Temple hasn't reached the Underworld yet.
With a wave of his hand, a stream of light turned, and a token condensed out.
Then, he placed the token in front of Pan Anshou.
He said, "Prick the middle fingers of your family of three and drip a drop of blood on it."
The three of them naturally obeyed the order.
Three drops of blood dripped onto the token, dyeing three blood streaks on the token.
"Where are the Golden Armor Strongmen?" Xu Chengxian called out.
"Here! Greetings, Master."
Ding Jia and another Strongman stepped forward, bowing and listening to instructions.
Normally, they would call him Daoist Master.
But in front of the altar, they still had to call him Master.
"You two take my token and make a trip to the Yin Law Office of the Netherworld to pay respects to the Duty Judge." Xu Chengxian beckoned, passing the token to Ding Jia, and said, "This trip is to add to the lifespan of the young master of the Pan family."
There were four main duty judges in the Netherworld.
The chief officials presided over different cases, respectively in charge of the Reward Good Office, the Punish Evil Office, the Investigation Office, and the Yin Law Office.
The one who determined the lifespan in the Yang realm was the Yin Law Office.
"Yes!" Ding Jia held the token with both hands.
At this time, Xu Chengxian waved his horsetail whisk again, and the nine ingots floating in mid-air were given to Ding Jia in turn.
"You two take one each from among them. Then take two to use as a bribe to ask for favors from people in the Underworld." He said, "The remaining five are the judge's writing fee."
"Yes! We respectfully obey Master's instructions."
As soon as the voice fell, the two Golden Armor Strongmen transformed into two golden lights and disappeared in a flash.
The remaining people could only wait.
Xu Chengxian closed his eyes to rest, but the Pan Anshou family was uneasy.
After a while, Prefect Pan couldn't help but ask: "Immortal Xu, are these nine gold ingots enough?"
Was it, perhaps, a little less?
"Two gold ingots as a bribe are enough." Xu Chengxian snorted with a smile. His money was not ordinary.
Taking people's money to help them avoid disaster.
This was also a rule in the Underworld.
However, what they received was not the gold, silver, or copper coins of the Yang realm, but the power of incense from the burned paper money.
The sincere prayers of mortals, condensed thread by thread, required the single point of incense from hundreds and thousands of people to make up an ingot.
That was truly 'valuable'.
… …
Netherworld.
Before the Gates of Hell.
Two Daoist Strongmen arrived.
On one side of the Gates of Hell was a large mountain burning with raging fire.
This mountain was called Breaking Money Mountain.
Under normal circumstances, the yellow paper burned in the Yang realm could not be used in the Netherworld.
It had to pass through Breaking Money Mountain to refine the incense power within into genuine 'money'.
"Brother Ding, should we exchange the ingots given by Master for copper coins?" the spirit soldier who came down with Ding Jia asked.
"Naturally, we must exchange them." Ding Jia nodded.
There were various duty ghost messengers in the Netherworld, from those who led the way to those who guarded the gate. They would definitely encounter many on this trip.
It wouldn't be necessary to use gold to send them away.
It would be enough to stuff a few copper coins if they were encountered.
"As soon as this Master makes a move, it's two gold ingots as a bribe. He's indeed generous." The spirit soldier smiled.
He smiled because if the money was broken up and not all spent, it would be reasonable for them to keep some of what was left.
Although they had already obtained a gold ingot, who would complain about having too much money?
Moreover, this was incense offering, which could not only be used for cultivation but also exchanged for merit.