The night was silent.

Chapter 300 Handling Affairs in the Neighboring Village

I truly hadn't expected this.

For twenty years, I'd lived in my village, unknown to anyone in the surrounding areas.

Now, in just one day, my name had spread ten li.

Wei Hai from the neighboring village had directly stated his purpose and asked for my help.

After listening, I didn't refuse.

I nodded and agreed:

"Alright, Uncle Wei, I'll go with you to take a look.

See why the old man isn't moving."

As soon as I finished speaking, my second uncle chimed in:

"Old Wei, my nephew is going out.

Your father's matter will definitely be settled by him.

After your father is buried,

You can't forget my referral fee!"

"Second Brother, what are you saying.

As long as my father can rest in peace and depart properly,

I certainly won't mistreat you."

Wei Hai said, patting his chest.

Standing by, I rolled my eyes.

My second uncle truly never changed his ways.

The man's father had died and couldn't be sent off, and he was already thinking about making money.

Seeing my displeased expression, my second uncle quickly put away his smile.

He said very seriously:

"Of course, my eldest nephew won't be going for nothing.

By the way, Ze Wa, what's your fee standard?"

I forced a helpless smile:

"Let's see the situation first."

After that, I stopped paying attention to my second uncle and went back inside to prepare some things.

My second uncle stayed in the house, chatting with Grandma.

It was all flattery, no matter what.

A moment later, I came out of the house.

With some personal belongings.

Eight Trigram mirror, talismans, red thread, glutinous rice, and so on.

I hadn't brought the peach wood sword or the copper coin sword home, so I didn't have them.

At this moment, I said to Grandma:

"Grandma, I won't be eating dinner with you tonight."

Grandma knew I was helping people and doing good deeds.

Knowing I had real abilities, she didn't stop me like yesterday.

Instead, she seriously told me:

"Ze Wa!

When you go out to help others, do it well.

Your master passed on his skills to you, so you must use them well.

Don't tarnish your master's reputation, understand?"

Grandma's words were practical, and I took them to heart.

"Don't worry Grandma, I'll be back after I finish."

After speaking, I turned to Wei Hai and said:

"Uncle Wei, there's no time to delay, let's go now!"

Wei Hai had already been anxious as an ant on a hot pan.

Seeing that I wasn't dawdling, he was very pleased:

"Good, good, good!"

Saying that, he stepped out of the house ahead of me, leading the way.

Along the way, many neighbors saw us.

When they heard I was going out again for business, they all became excitedly gossipy.

Some who knew Wei Hai told him to rest assured, that I was prepared to handle whatever it was.

Amidst the chatter, I didn't pay much attention.

Grandma walked me to the village entrance.

My second uncle said he wanted to go along.

It seemed he was afraid of losing his referral fee.

Then, we got into the agricultural tricycle Wei Hai had driven.

On the road, I asked Wei Hai in detail about his father's situation.

For people who die and are unwilling to be interred,

I had heard from my master that in most cases, it's because they have an unresolved wish.

Basically, once the problem is understood and dealt with,

And the deceased can finally rest, they will move on.

However, if it's not handled well, or not handled at all, and they are forcibly interred, accidents can happen.

At best, the family will have nightmares, and at worst, the deceased's obsession will not dissipate, their resentment will linger, and their spirit will turn into a malevolent ghost.

Like last time when Old Mo and I were at the hospital.

The old man in the bed next to us died, and because he wanted to be buried in a military uniform, he refused to be dressed in the morgue.

However, after inquiring, Wei Hai couldn't explain it clearly.

He just said that he had been doing business away from home for many years.

His father was looked after by his three sons.

A few days ago, he suddenly passed away from a heart attack.

Then, a Taoist priest was invited to perform a three-day minor ritual, and his father opened his eyes.

The Taoist priest wanted his father to close his eyes, but he failed, coughed up blood, and fell unconscious.

He was now lying in the town hospital.

He couldn't explain anything else.

Seeing that he couldn't explain, I didn't ask further.

The matter would likely only be understood once I arrived and saw it for myself.

Our village is called Qingshui Village, and Wei Hai's village is called Qingshi Village.

It's not far from our village.

The tricycle would only take about an hour to get there.

When we arrived at Wei Hai's house in Qingshi Village, it was exactly six in the evening.

Because the matter of the Wei family patriarch refusing to be interred had already spread throughout Qingshi Village.

So, at his father's mourning hall, besides a few immediate family members, there was no one else.

Everyone was afraid of getting into trouble, catching evil spirits, or being tainted by unclean things.

As soon as I got out of the car,

I saw a small flat house.

White silk hung both inside and out, and a soul-summoning banner was raised.

As I got closer, I smelled the familiar scent of paper money.

At the same time, several people came forward.

Three men and two women, all middle-aged.

"Big Brother!"

"Big Brother, is this Master Taoist Qin?"

"..."

Several people spoke, looking at my second uncle beside me.

It seemed they mistook my second uncle for me.

Seeing this, my second uncle waved his hands repeatedly:

"No, no, no, I'm not the Taoist master.

The one with the abilities is my nephew, Qin Ze.

I've come along to help him."

When everyone heard my second uncle speak like that, they all looked surprised.

Perhaps seeing how young I was, they were very taken aback.

"Big Brother, is this truly the Master Taoist Qin who drove away the Great Immortal Huang?"

"This, this is too young?"

"..."

Everyone found it hard to believe.

Wei Hai hadn't believed it either when he heard my second uncle mention my age earlier.

After all, in the eyes of the older generation, how could a young man of twenty, who hadn't even fully grown his facial hair, possess any abilities?

But after entering our village.

He found that the villagers spoke highly of me.

And they could clearly describe the process of my demon-exorcising last night.

He had developed some understanding of me.

Although he hadn't seen my abilities yet.

But since I was the one he had invited, hearing others question me at this moment.

Naturally, it affected his reputation, so he immediately reprimanded them:

"You can't judge a person by their appearance, nor can you measure the sea with a single bucket.

Age only shows that Master Taoist Qin is young and promising.

You all, quickly apologize to the Taoist master..."