The following days saw the crematorium bustling with activity.
Under the guidance of Yan Shouyi, a descendant of Lu Ban, everyone began to set up the crematorium, installing various mechanisms, traps, and feng shui formations inside and out.
Yan Shouyi's design not only incorporated his unique secret techniques as a Lu Ban descendant but, more importantly, utilized the abilities of the descendants of various folk sects under Shen Shuzhen.
For instance, on the main path leading to the crematorium, zombies refined by the corpse herder Zhong Yan were buried. Seven zombies formed a zombie confinement array. Individually, these zombies were not very powerful, but within the confinement array, they shone brightly, their strength multiplying!
Another example was Yan Shouyi assisting the crematorium foreman Duan Mu in setting up the Flaming Corpse Cremation Array at the crematorium's main gate. This formation was not particularly formidable on its own, but with the added power of the crematorium workers, even a Ghost King would have to expend considerable effort to break through!
Not to mention that inside the crematorium, Yan Shouyi also arranged mechanisms and traps from descendants of folk sects such as paper effigy makers and night watchmen.
Everyone could almost imagine that in a few days, the crematorium would be even harder to navigate than the eighteenth level of hell!
After all, Yan Shouyi's design was one link after another, one set after another, and anyone who broke in would face a dire fate.
Even Cui Yu started to feel sorry for the Yu family's Ghost King and his companions in advance.
However, Cui Yu quickly quashed this thought.
After Yan Shouyi's "fake death" incident, Cui Yu gradually began to admire him.
Yan Shouyi, a Lu Ban descendant wandering the martial world, had, within days of arriving in Qiantang, united the descendants of folk sects.
This was a feat even his grandmother, Shen Shuzhen, had not achieved.
Moreover, Yan Shouyi was powerful, intelligent, brave, and resourceful. As his strengths were gradually discovered, everyone's understanding of Yan Shouyi deepened, and their respect for him grew.
Cui Yu understood that Yan Shouyi was merely a passerby at the crematorium and would eventually leave, and his great-grandmother would also pass away. He would, sooner or later, have to shoulder the heavy responsibility of the crematorium.
Cui Yu also hoped that by then, he could become someone like Yan Shouyi.
Therefore, for the past few days, Cui Yu had been by Yan Shouyi's side almost constantly, except when sleeping, incessantly asking him questions. Yan Shouyi, not finding him bothersome, answered them patiently each time.
All these scenes were observed by Shen Shuzhen. She was very pleased with the changes in her great-grandson and even more grateful for Yan Shouyi's arrival.
Yan Shouyi was not the only one busy; Han San also visited the Yao family daily. On one hand, he was strengthening their relationship, and on the other, he was keeping abreast of the movements of the Yu and Wei families through the Yao family.
Now, it seemed that Long Feicheng was the most idle person. Even Yan Shouyi had not interacted much with Long Feicheng due to his busyness with setting up the crematorium.
One afternoon, Yan Shouyi and Zhong Yan went to inspect the zombie confinement array. Long Feicheng, bored, happened to notice Liu Zhiqiao, who also had little to do.
Grandmother Liu floated in mid-air, gazing distractedly at the busy people. As a ghost, having been held captive by Zhou Yuhu for forty years, she didn't recognize anyone after her release and didn't know what to do.
Long Feicheng walked over and quietly greeted her, "Uh, Grandma Liu..."
Liu Zhiqiao looked at Long Feicheng doubtfully, "Is something the matter?"
"It's not a big deal, it's just..." Long Feicheng hesitated for a moment and asked, "Did your tattoo hurt?"
Liu Zhiqiao smiled, "It hurt a bit."
"How much did it hurt?"
"Asking like that, do you want to get a tattoo too?" Liu Zhiqiao suspected.
Long Feicheng chuckled awkwardly and scratched the back of his head, "I'm slow-witted and have many worries. I know I'll never become someone like Brother Yan, and I'm content being a nobody. But I don't want to be a useless waste. I was thinking, if you could give me a tattoo, Grandma Liu, so I could help Brother Yan at critical moments and lighten his burden, I'd endure the pain."
Liu Zhiqiao looked at Long Feicheng in surprise, "I thought you were just a womanizer, but I didn't expect you to be so loyal."
"...You flatter me, Grandma Liu." Long Feicheng was amused and exasperated.
"Let me think about it."
As Liu Zhiqiao spoke, she tilted her head, lightly biting her finger in thought.
It had to be said, if one disregarded Liu Zhiqiao's age of over sixty, and only considered her appearance, she was undoubtedly a beautiful young woman.
Especially her current expression of tilting her head and biting her finger in thought, which was comparable to Lu Caiwei, known as a killer of otaku.
After thinking for a while, Liu Zhiqiao suddenly clapped her hands, "There are a few tattoos that could help you assist Yan Shouyi, but you'll have to pay a price."
Long Feicheng's eyes lit up, "It's fine, I can endure it!"
"This is not just about enduring pain!" Liu Zhiqiao explained. "Ink tattoos aren't a panacea. Some tattoos can ward off evil, attract wealth, and bring peace, but they always come with a price. And you're an ordinary person... so I advise you to consider carefully before making a decision."
Liu Zhiqiao's hint made Long Feicheng understand the risks involved.
Perhaps some tattoos would require him to sacrifice his own health, luck, or even lifespan.
But Long Feicheng didn't dwell on it. Instead, he smiled casually and said, "As long as I can help Brother Yan, I don't care."
Liu Zhiqiao was taken aback and couldn't help but say, "Yan Shouyi is fortunate to have a brother like you; it must be the blessing of several lifetimes."
"Maybe Brother Yan and I were brothers in our past lives?" Long Feicheng chuckled.
Since Long Feicheng had made his decision, Liu Zhiqiao didn't intend to dissuade him further. She led him into the house, asked him to take off his shirt, and prepared to begin the tattooing...
Meanwhile, Yan Shouyi, who was inspecting the zombie confinement array, encountered Liu Ying, who had come from the mountain.
Liu Ying drove her car to Yan Shouyi and waved him over, saying, "Get in, I have something to tell you."
Yan Shouyi asked warily, "I have a wife."
"Nonsense, I know that. Your wife is Lin Zitong, from the Lin family of Licheng, and she's also about to become the sect leader of Lushanshan!" Liu Ying rolled her eyes at Yan Shouyi. "With my figure and looks, what kind of man can't I find? Do I need to seduce you?"
Yan Shouyi rubbed his nose, "Your figure and looks are quite good, but still a bit less than my wife's."
"You... you scoundrel, get in the car quickly!" Liu Ying said angrily, honking the horn, almost setting off the airbags.
Yan Shouyi had no choice but to leave the task to Cui Yu and Zhong Yan and got into Liu Ying's car.
Once inside, Liu Ying got straight to the point, "A few days ago in Xiaoshan, you saved those female ghosts of the Shen family and, by chance, saved an elder of our Liu family. This fulfills one of the two promises you made to me. My master learned of this and decided to give you some news."
"News?" Yan Shouyi asked curiously. "Is this news valuable?"
"This news is not valuable to others, but it will be of great significance to you," Liu Ying said with a mysterious smile.