Lin Yu was very distressed because he was being held by Tingting during his afternoon nap again.
Perhaps as a young woman, she not only had her belief in ghosts and spirits shattered in a short period of time, but also witnessed so many ghosts and monsters.
Startled, Tingting tighter in her sleep, and Lin Yu felt the arms around him tightening their embrace.
He almost suffocated several times.
"Sigh~" Lin Yu looked at the large steamed bun so close to him and sighed deeply.
Out of sight, out of mind; struggling, he turned his back to Tingting.
Perhaps because he had gotten up too early in the morning, Lin Yu felt sleepy as he smelled the girl's fragrance. He gradually closed his eyes and began to take a nap.
"Smack!"
"Ouch!" Wen Cai cried out, rubbing his bottom as he jumped out of bed.
While rubbing his aching groin, Wen Cai opened his blurry eyes, trying to see who had hit him.
"Still sleeping! You eat your fill and then sleep? Even a pig is more diligent than you!" Uncle Nine pointed his stick at Wen Cai, who was jumping around, as if he was about to hit him again.
When Uncle Nine got home, he found that all three of his apprentices were gone. After searching around, he found the laziest one, who was still sleeping!
Enraged by Uncle Nine, he swung the thick wooden stick at Wen Cai.
"Master, stop hitting me! I'll start practicing right away!"
Wen Cai hearing that it was his master, Wen Cai didn't even need to look; he just blurted out the words out of habit, clearly someone who was often beaten.
Sure enough, while begging for mercy, he started throwing punches and kicks, but his eyes were still closed, making it look rather incongruous.
"Go practice outside, or you'll break all the pots and pans inside!"
Uncle Nine could tell from his appearance that he would lie down again after he left.
So he walked up behind him and kicked Wen Cai out, telling him to go outside and wake up from his nap.
"Where's Qiu Sheng? Where did he go? And Lin Yu is nowhere to be found either?" Uncle Nine asked the other two only after seeing that Wen Cai was almost awake.
"Qiu Sheng went to his aunt's house to play, and Junior Brother didn't know he hadn't come back," Wen Cai said, sounding aggrieved.
"Practice hard and don't slack off!" Uncle Nine didn't ask any more questions after hearing this, and left after giving Wen Cai his instructions.
Lin Yu then walked out of the Ren family's gate, yawning.
He was sleeping soundly when Ren Tingting woke up and started teasing him, pinching his cheeks or scratching him with her hair.
After playing with Tingting for a while, Lin Yu realized it was getting late and said goodbye.
Back at the mortuary, Lin Yu immediately spotted Wen Cai slacking off. He had turned his Wen Cai training into something resembling a sloth climbing a tree.
Those slow, limp moves, those wandering, absent-minded eyes.
To a layman, it would look like a master practicing some profound martial arts, but he was just spacing out. Wen Cai didn't even know Lin Yu had returned.
"Sigh~" Shaking his head, Lin Yu quietly walked behind Wen Cai.
Taking advantage of the moment he kicks, hook your foot around his supporting leg and pull him.
"Ouch!" Wen Cai immediately sat down on the ground.
"Senior brother, are you practicing martial arts? Even the old lady at the village entrance has more strength than you."
Originally, I thought I had been caught slacking off by my Wen Cai, but it turned out to be my junior brother. He immediately stopped trying to get up and sat back down on the ground.
"Junior brother, I've been practicing all afternoon and I'm completely exhausted." Wen Cai pretended to be out of breath, trying to get away with it.
"Alright, alright, I know you too well. You've been slacking off all afternoon, just admit it. You must be exhausted from talking. Where's your master?" Lin Yu rolled his eyes at Wen Cai, not wanting to say anything more.
Uncle Nine has already said enough. If you don't work hard and always need others to urge you on, it's fine once or twice, but if it continues like this, others will get annoyed.
When their master is no longer around, and something happens, they'll regret it.
"Master is inside; he hasn't come out since he came back at noon."
Upon hearing this, Lin Yu went to find Uncle Nine.
"Master, what are you doing? What business did Master Ren want to discuss with you today?"
Upon entering the room, I saw Uncle Nine tapping away on his abacus, as if he were calculating something.
"Ren Fa plans to build a Lingying Hall in Ren Family Town to do good deeds and accumulate merit. Let me calculate how much it will cost." Uncle Nine continued tapping the abacus without even looking up.
"Master, it's strange that you have such an interest. Ren Fa Ren Fa repairing his funeral hall, why are you worrying about this?"
Lin Yu leaned closer to take a look and saw that Uncle Nine had already calculated a whole page and was still continuing to calculate.
"How could I not worry? Ren Fa said that the Lingyingtang (a mortuary for infants) would be built right here in our mortuary, and he even guaranteed that it would be done well and would provide extra funds to improve our accommodations."
"How can I not worry? This is a huge project. What if the Lingying Hall isn't built properly? That would be more like accumulating good karma than doing something immoral."
"Besides, don't you want to live in a big house? You've lived in this mortuary for so many years, it's time for an improvement."
Uncle Nine only looked up when he said this, clearly this was his source of motivation.
"Um... okay, then thank you for your hard work, Master." Lin Yu was stumped by the question. Who wouldn't want a big house? He even wanted to live in a villa.
In order not to disturb his master, Lin Yu decisively slunk away.
"Hmm! Something's wrong!"
"The Hall of Spirit Infants? That name sounds so familiar," Lin Yu muttered to himself, quickly searching his memory for related information. Suddenly, a thought struck him, "Spirit Infant? Partridge? Could it be that Master's old flame is coming?"
"It can't be, the plot doesn't match up," he shook his head again. "There's no such thing as a coincidence in this world."
[Ding~ Welcome to the group!]
The "ding" sound in his mind distracted Lin Yu.
Upon seeing the new members, Lin Yu finally opened the Chat Group he had previously ignored.
I've been quite busy these past few days, and apart from checking in, I haven't opened the app at all. I don't even know how many unread messages I've accumulated.
[Ning Caichen: Welcome, welcome! Newcomer, here's a red envelope!]
[Omniscient and Omnipotent: Welcome new members to the group. Group rules...]
[Xu Xian: Why isn't the newcomer saying anything?]
Just then, Su Xiaoxiao, who had just finished the dungeon, shook the blood off her treasured sword. After dutifully explaining the group introduction to the newcomer, she noticed that this newcomer seemed to be not saying a word.
Puzzled, I clicked on the newcomer's details to take a look.
[Name: Wong Wing-fat]
[Age: 26]
[World: Exorcist]
[Potential: Tier 2]
[Status: Dead]
"I died after joining the group?!" Su Xiaoxiao couldn't hold back when she saw the status section. How could someone who died still be able to join Chat Group?
"Wong Wing-fat? Exorcist? I don't seem to recognize the name. Let me search it online." Su Xiaoxiao couldn't place the name and had to search for it online.
Fortunately, the spiritual energy in her world had only recently begun to recover, so she could still find old movies from that era.
After searching, I found it.
"Oh, it's the movie 'Keeper of Darkness,' right? Wong Wing-fat is the main character, so how could he die?"
Su Xiaoxiao also found this movie by searching for its name and the keyword "exorcist".