Old Master Ren, I've Come to Give You an Extra Meal

"Xiao Yu, little brother, the pastries I made are delicious, aren't they?" Ren Tingting looked at Lin Yu as if waiting for praise.

"Mmm, they're delicious." Lin Yu nodded in agreement. They really were good, sweet and tasty.

A Wei looked at Lin Yu with a face full of resentment.

Deep down, he hoped Lin Yu would take the hint and leave as soon as he finished eating. He still had lots to say to his cousin.

Outside, Wen Cai and Qiu Sheng crouched beneath the window and took out a talisman to wrap around A Wei's hair.

"Quick, swallow it." Qiu Sheng handed it to Wen Cai, motioning for him to eat it.

"Huh? Me?!" Wen Cai looked utterly reluctant. He didn't want to eat that guy's hair.

"Of course. You were the one who pulled out the hair. Besides, once you swallow it, you and that guy will become one. Then you can mess with him however you like." Qiu Sheng continued hoodwinking Wen Cai.

But seeing that Wen Cai was still reluctant, he grabbed Wen Cai's mouth with one hand and stuffed it straight in before Wen Cai could react.

By the time Wen Cai realized what had happened, it was already in his mouth. He hurriedly formed a hand seal and swallowed it.

"Quick, try hitting yourself." Qiu Sheng leaned curiously against the window, watching A Wei's reaction.

Inside, A Wei, who had been staring at Ren Tingting, suddenly slapped himself.

"Huh?" Ren Tingting, who had been talking to Lin Yu, stared at A Wei in bewilderment. Who slapped themselves?

Lin Yu, meanwhile, was holding back his laughter. He didn't even dare eat the pastry in his hand, afraid he'd burst out laughing and spray it everywhere.

"Quick, whatever you do, don't stop!" Seeing that it worked, Qiu Sheng hurriedly told Wen Cai to keep going.

And so, both inside and outside the room, there was an idiot slapping himself.

A Wei was still using the hand in the plaster cast to slap himself. It was easy to imagine how much it hurt.

The servants passing by all kept well away, afraid they'd get dragged into it.

"Cousin~ what are you doing?" Inside, Ren Tingting watched A Wei acting crazy over and over and spoke in disgust.

In the end, the few of them felt it wasn't satisfying enough, so Qiu Sheng told Wen Cai to take off his clothes.

Watching A Wei's movements, Lin Yu knew it was time to stop them. A little punishment was enough, but taking off his clothes would be humiliating.

So he hurried outside to stop the two of them.

"All right, all right, senior brothers, stop fooling around. A little punishment is enough. If Master comes, you won't be the ones playing with him anymore. Master will play you to death." Lin Yu stopped Wen Cai from untying his trousers.

"But how do I undo it?" Wen Cai stopped, but he didn't know how to undo it.

Lin Yu covered his face. He really was half-baked. Did he only learn half of everything?

"Oh, come on, can't you just spit it out?" Qiu Sheng saw that Wen Cai didn't even know that.

Wen Cai understood and hurried over to a flower bed to stick his fingers down his throat and throw up.

But after trying for ages, he couldn't bring anything up.

That made things miserable for A Wei inside. He had drunk a big cup of tea early that morning and had just eaten some pastries. As soon as a hand went down his throat, he vomited all over the room.

"I'll help you." Lin Yu went over, circulated spiritual power through his hand, and punched Wen Cai in the stomach.

Wen Cai doubled over, and the talisman shot out of his throat.

"Ah~ Cousin, why are you so disgusting?"

Inside the room, Ren Tingting saw that A Wei had vomited filth all over the floor and collapsed in it, clutching his stomach. She screamed in disgust.

Uncle Nine and Ren Fa had finished talking and came out. When they saw the mess in the hall downstairs, their faces instantly darkened.

"Sorry you had to see this, Uncle Nine," Ren Fa said awkwardly.

"It's all right, Master Ren. I'll go check on those disciples of mine." With that, Uncle Nine hurried downstairs and headed outside.

"Someone, take Young Master A Wei away and get him cleaned up," Ren Fa ordered, his face dark.

Uncle Nine came outside and saw Wen Cai and Qiu Sheng standing there, with Wen Cai clutching his stomach. One look at the talisman on the ground told him the few of them were behind it.

"Didn't I tell you not to make trouble?" Uncle Nine gave each of them a smack on the head. He didn't spare Lin Yu this time either. After all, the three had been together, and he had specifically told Lin Yu to keep an eye on them.

"Master, it wasn't us! He started it by falsely accusing Junior Brother of stealing."

Seeing this, Wen Cai and Qiu Sheng hurriedly used Lin Yu as a shield. After all, Uncle Nine doted on Lin Yu most. As long as Lin Yu had been wronged, Uncle Nine would surely get justice for him.

"Don't let it happen again." Uncle Nine looked at Lin Yu's aggrieved little face and rubbed the spot where he had just hit him.

"Yes, Master!" Wen Cai and Qiu Sheng hurriedly dropped their cheeky act, picked up Lin Yu with beaming smiles, and ran off first.

"Good thing we had you, Junior Brother, or we'd have been in for it!" The two praised Lin Yu as they ran.

"Alas, you really never give me a moment's peace." Uncle Nine followed them.

Alas, ever since the upright Uncle Nine had taken on his beloved disciple Lin Yu, he had become indulgent too.

Back at the mortuary, Uncle Nine didn't make things difficult for them. He merely pulled Wen Cai and Qiu Sheng aside to go through a few sets of fist techniques and strengthen their bodies.

As for Lin Yu, Uncle Nine naturally punished him by making him read through the Maoshan Qi Refining Technique once, then let him off.

Lin Yu ran off, grabbed a handful of glutinous rice and tucked it inside his clothes, then went to visit Grand Master Ren.

Lin Yu knocked on the coffin. "I've come to see you! Aren't you touched?"

As he spoke, Lin Yu used a stool to climb up and shoved the coffin lid open with all his strength. Inside, Grand Master Ren's eyes were tightly shut, and the flesh on his face had rotted from corpse Qi.

"I'm giving you a little extra food. If you don't say anything, I'll take it as a yes."

As he spoke, Lin Yu sprinkled the glutinous rice evenly around Old Master Ren.

A crackling sound rang out at once...

Lin Yu thoughtfully stuffed two grains into his nostrils as well.

Old Master Ren's resentment +1+1+1+1+1+1+1

Perhaps Old Master Ren was so delighted that his whole body trembled. If it hadn't been broad daylight, he might even have gotten up and given Lin Yu a bear hug.

"No need to thank me." Lin Yu shut the coffin lid in complete satisfaction.

Old Master Ren's roars could be faintly heard from inside the coffin.

Lin Yu looked down and checked the bottom of the coffin. It had been corroded until only a thin layer remained.

"He should be coming out tonight, I think," Lin Yu reasoned.

"Looks like I need to make some more preparations."

Sensing the thick corpse Qi inside the coffin, Lin Yu felt that the preparations he had made over the past few days still weren't quite enough, so he ran back to his room to continue preparing.

In his room, Lin Yu pulled a thick stack of Five Thunder Talismans (blue) from under the bed. By his estimate, there were ten or twenty of them. He reached under again and pulled out a stack of Fire Talismans (blue), also about ten or twenty.

Lin Yu also opened his own panel and checked it.

[Name: Lin Yu]

[Age: 8]

[Realm: Daoist Peak]

[Techniques: Maoshan Qi Refining Technique, Palm Thunder, God-Invoking Technique, Complete Collection of Talismans, Seven Star Steps...]

[Points: 1356]

Over the past few days, Lin Yu had accumulated a little over a thousand points bit by bit through check-ins.

It wasn't that he hadn't considered uploading his techniques in exchange for points, but they belonged to his sect, and when he became a disciple, he had sworn not to divulge them.

Even if he divulged them to a different world, he still couldn't feel right about it. He would wait a little longer.

He had also read all kinds of books over the past few days and was close to finding a solution to the problem with his techniques. Basically, everything was developing in a good direction.

"Should I raise my realm?" Lin Yu pondered, stroking his chin.

But then he felt it would be a huge waste. After all, he really wasn't far from becoming a Dharma Master, and the chat group charged a fixed number of points to raise a realm. Spending them now would be such a waste.

"Forget it. I'd better save some points." Lin Yu had been drooling over the goods in the group store for more than a day.