Chapter 74: Blessings from Heaven

Chapter 74: Blessings from Heaven

Chapter 74: Blessings from Heaven
I didn't wait long standing by the Yellow Springs River.

In just a moment of dozing off, Qiu Sheng, Wencai, Jiu Shu and others had already arrived next to Song Feng.

However, compared to the atmosphere when they first arrived, the three masters and apprentices seemed much happier at this moment.

Although Wencai was carrying a lot of things, he was happy at the moment:

"Master, these new shoes are really good. They are much more comfortable and lighter than the ones I bought in our town!"

Wencai was jumping while lifting one leg to look at the beautiful shoes on it, looking very happy.

Looking at the shoes on Wencai's feet, Song Feng glanced at the three people who had changed into new shoes, and then laughed:

"It looks like you guys have made a good harvest this time. You even wear silk uppers. It looks like your master really spent a lot of money on it..."

Seeing that Uncle Seven recognized the material of their shoes at a glance, Qiu Sheng ran over and took out a pair of new cloth shoes from behind:

"Seventh Uncle, these are the new shoes we bought for you. Try them on first. Hey, they are really comfortable!"

When he said this, Qiu Sheng carefully helped Song Feng up, wanting him to sit on a stone nearby to put on new shoes.

Seeing Qiu Sheng being so attentive, Song Feng casually found a place to sit down, and then changed into these silk shoes:

"As expected, they are made of silk. They look no different from ordinary shoes, but they are much lighter and more comfortable..."

At the end, he also stepped on the old silk shoes for a few times, which were much more comfortable than his old cloth shoes.

Seeing that Seventh Uncle was so satisfied, Qiu Sheng seemed very happy, and then he told them everything about their trip:
"Hehe... this time, thanks to your blessing, Seventh Uncle, I was able to obtain the great medicine for cultivation without spending too much. With the extra money, Master let us purchase some supplies to take back."

"After buying the herbs and supplies, we still had some money left, so we decided to go to the ghost market and see what good stuff we could find."

When he said this, Qiu Sheng became happy, as if he had really gained some new knowledge:
"Who would have thought that this ghost market looks cold, eerie and scary, but there are so many good things."

"This is a pair of shoes that an old lady made herself. She said she wanted to give it to improve her life, so we bought four pairs for her right away. It was also a way to help the old lady!"

When he spoke to the end, there seemed to be a hint of pride in Qiu Sheng's tone. After all, not only did he get new shoes but he also did a good deed, and even his master praised him!
Looking at the excited Qiu Sheng and Wen Cai, Uncle Jiu couldn't help but curl up the corners of his mouth slightly:
"With these medicinal herbs, not only will Qiu Sheng be able to make further progress, but even his literary talent will be able to have some meaty tastes."

"And with so many high-quality medicinal materials, the success rate of refining the top-grade Seven Wonders God-Nourishing Bait has increased by another 30%. This is really a double blessing!"

The purpose of their trip this time was to look for coffin fungi in order to refine the Seven Absolute Divine Bait for the old man, Seventh Uncle.

But he never forgot about it.

Seeing these people's faces filled with happy smiles, Song Feng seemed to be infected as well:
"Then you two are really lucky. The silk uppers in Miaojiang are generally not sold outside."

"This shoe upper is not only light to wear, but also has the advantages of not getting wet in water and being tough and wear-resistant. This is a rare good thing in the spiritual world..."

Hearing Uncle Seven's praise for the shoes, Qiu Sheng nodded as if he understood something:
"I see. No wonder the master was so stingy that he insisted on taking off all the shoes after seeing them. It turns out there are benefits to this."

"I said that the master never loses out on himself..."

Seeing Qiu Sheng mumbling to himself when he wasn't paying attention, Uncle Jiu casually tapped him on the head again:
"Be quiet, kid!"

The effect of this brain-shattering blow was very significant. After being hit, Qiu Sheng became much calmer.

However, after hearing Uncle Seven insist that the uppers were from Miaojiang, Wencai asked curiously:

"Seventh Uncle, why do you say that this shoe upper must be from Miaojiang? Couldn't it be made by other silkworm farmers?"

Although he is the dumbest among the three, he is not stupid with his mouth and he never stops asking questions when he needs to.

Hearing Wencai's question, Song Feng, who had just put on new shoes and bundled his old shoes into Qiu Sheng's bag, smiled and gestured to Uncle Jiu:
"Since your master can recognize the origin of this silk upper, he must have some understanding of Miaojiang."

"Maybe you'll get a better answer from your master than from an old man like me."

Hearing what his seventh uncle said, Wencai looked curiously at his ninth uncle next to him. After all, this was his real master.

Seeing Wencai's clear and foolish eyes, Uncle Jiu walked a few steps with his hands behind his back, thought for a while, and then said:
"I don't know much about the specific things in Miaojiang, but I do know a lot about the shoes that came from Miaojiang."

When he said this, Uncle Jiu spoke in a nostalgic way:
"Legend has it that Miao women make shoes by first sewing the soles and then using poisonous insects to cultivate silk. Each pair of shoes is a woman's expectation."

"These shoes made of natural silk are not only strong and wear-resistant, but can also activate blood circulation to a certain extent."

"Just as Uncle Seven said, silk uppers like this from Miaojiang are generally hard to come out."

"Back then, I only saw one of my uncles wearing this kind of shoes, and he treasured them very much..."

When he finished speaking, Uncle Jiu subconsciously walked a few more steps on the ground on the silk uppers.

You know what, these shoes are really comfortable to wear. No wonder my uncle treasures them so much that he won’t even let me touch them.

But now it’s different, not only have I seen it and touched it, I’ve also put it on, it’s really emotional to think about it!
Seeing Uncle Jiu's seemingly silent but very happy look, Song Feng couldn't help but laugh:

"See, I told you that since your master was able to identify the value of the item and spend a large sum of money to buy it, he must also know its origin."

"This time, thanks to your blessing, I am able to wear the silk shoes that only Miao men can wear."

Just after Uncle Jiu finished telling the story about the silk upper, Qiu Sheng opened the small bag behind him and placed it in front of Song Feng:
"Seventh Uncle, you are very knowledgeable. Can you take a look and see if there is anything good in here?"

"This is what the old lady gave us after we bought the shoes. She said they were little toys for us to play with..."

If Song Feng had only put on the uppers at first, he would have been fine. But when he saw this small package, he couldn't help but be slightly stunned:
"These things...are they little gadgets given to you by the old lady who sold them to you?"

When he said this, he took out a bone whistle that was only as big as his little finger from among the scattered bone products.

Looking at the uncle holding the ugly bone whistle, Qiu Sheng felt a little strange:
"Seventh Uncle, is there something wrong with this bag of bones?"

Looking at the expression of the Seventh Uncle, not only Qiu Sheng was a little confused, but even the Ninth Uncle couldn't help but frowned:

"... Could it be that there is a poison on it?" That shouldn't be the case. He had checked it specially when he looked at it. There should be nothing that can escape his eyes.

Watching the two of them making random guesses, Song Feng sighed quietly, and seemed to understand something:
"No wonder the old lady was willing to sell the silk uppers she knitted for her lover. It seems that she has made up her mind to die."

"These gadgets may seem like mere toys to us, but in the hands of a Gu Master they can be considered as quite powerful magical instruments."

"To be able to get these pairs of shoe uppers and these little gadgets means that you are blessed and have a destiny..."

When he finished speaking, Song Feng couldn't help but pat Qiu Sheng's shoulder with great emotion.

Although Qiu Sheng and Wencai often make jokes, it cannot be denied that these two little guys are blessed.

This situation is really rare!
After hearing what Seventh Uncle said, Ninth Uncle's frown slowly relaxed.

Then, he looked at Qiu Sheng who was holding the small bag of bone products, and then said seriously:
"Since you have a connection with that old lady, you should keep these things. You never know when they will be useful to you."

"It's a pity that the old lady is not a Taoist monk, otherwise, with the help of the White Emperor, you might really be able to get some extraordinary luck..."

At the end, even Uncle Nine couldn't help but feel a little regretful:

"A blessing in disguise. Perhaps this is God's will..."

Just as they were chatting, they saw a large group of paper people suddenly floating over from the distance, carrying four coffins on their backs and coming in front of them.

Looking at the group of paper figures staring at them quietly, Uncle Jiu helplessly took out a handful of paper money from his chest:
"Here, your toll!"

Although these guys don't do things in an honest way, we still have to pay the toll. After all, it would be a disaster if they gave up halfway.

Took the paper money.

Immediately afterwards, the group of paper figures were seen flashing slightly, and then the four of Song Feng were placed in the coffin.

For a while, they were each in their coffins, spending a relatively dark and silent journey.

"Bang!" ×4
The four coffins were opened at the same time.

Then, Qiu Sheng and Wen Cai were directly pulled out of the coffin above their heads by this group of people:
"Ouch! I fell to my death!"

Qiu Sheng was lucky enough, as he managed to stabilize himself by doing a horse stance, but Wencai fell hard and was now holding his butt and screaming.

however.

After throwing Qiu Sheng and Wencai down, this group of paper figures carefully and gently lowered the coffins of Song Feng and Jiu Shu at an angle.

It looked like a fallen sedan chair, and the inclination was just enough for someone to walk out of it:
"Clap!"

"Clap!"

Song Feng and Uncle Jiu walked out of the coffin one after another, looking as if they had slept very comfortably.

And the group of paper people moved quickly.

After putting Song Feng and Uncle Jiu down, he quickly turned into a shadow and left the Huangquan Inn!
Brush brush!
Seeing these two being well taken care of, with even the distance they walked being calculated, Qiu Sheng started to yell:

"I don't accept it. Why did they bring us out when we both paid ghost money, but only invited you out carefully?"

If it weren't for his solid foundation and firm horse stance, he would have been crushed to pieces by this sudden push.

Differential treatment is not allowed!
Looking at Qiu Sheng who was standing in a horse stance and looked unconvinced, Uncle Jiu raised the corner of his mouth slightly:

"The reason why we were treated so well is because the guide knew that we were both highly accomplished and dared not treat us badly."

"If you want the same treatment, then you should practice diligently for a dozen years from now on!"

After hearing Uncle Jiu's strong reasons, Qiu Sheng immediately let out a sigh of relief:

"Then I'd better do the horse stance. It took more than ten years of hard training to get this treatment, so I might as well just accept it..."

Seeing that Qiu Sheng and Wen Cai had no objections, Uncle Jiu looked at the sky again, then packed up his things and lay down on the bed:

"Have a good sleep tonight. Starting tomorrow we can rest in the inn in the nearby town!"

"It is very harmful to the body for a living person to stay in this place where yin and yang meet for a long time."

Seeing their master falling asleep so quickly and neatly, Qiu Sheng and Wencai had nothing to do to kill time, so they just lay down on the bed.

Of course, they both agreed with Uncle Jiu's suggestion to leave Yin Yang Inn early:
"I feel like my back is cold after staying in this gloomy place all the time, and my blood circulation is not smooth!"

After stretching his muscles, Qiu Sheng lay on the bed feeling a little unhappy.

Although they had indeed seen a lot of mysterious things in the past two days, they had also witnessed the magic of the spiritual world.

But he really didn't like this situation.

After all, it feels like there are some weird things around at this moment, which is really unpleasant!

Seeing that the master and his disciples had all fallen asleep, Song Feng was no longer sleepy at this moment. He just gently rubbed the small package of bone products:

"Eagle bone whistle... snake bones, cow bones, finger bones. I didn't expect that I would be lucky enough to meet a Miao Gu Master in such a small ghost market."

"But what on earth happened to the Miao Jiang that could make a Gu Master of extraordinary status in the Miao village so determined to die that he would do such a thing as entrusting his son to his care?"

When he thought of this, he subconsciously played with the small eagle bone whistle, as if he remembered something:
"... Could it be that something strange happened in the Luohua Cave in Miaojiang again? This is a time of trouble, a time of trouble..."

(End of this chapter)