strictlysupreme Chapter 378 The Wise King Jiang Yi
Chapter 378 The Wise King Jiang Yi
Bai Yu took root in Songming Country. Not only did he attend the funeral, but he also watched the feng shui to eliminate evil spirits.
The name of the Burial Hall is getting more and more famous.
Princes, ministers, and even families who cultivate immortality are often willing to spend a lot of money to ask Bai Yu to come forward to do Feng Shui.
However, Bai Yu has little interest and will only take one or two orders when he has time for funerals.
He would rather lead his men to collect the unburied floating corpses in mass graves.
Not to mention that human nature is inherently base, but his behavior only attracted the attention of those powerful people.
Sometimes, the procession for his burial could line up from the street to the end of the alley.
In the ninety-two years of Renwu's reign, there was a severe drought.
All three states near Gyeonggi Province were hit by the disaster, and countless refugees flocked to the capital to beg for work.
This winter, it snowed heavily.
There are countless frozen corpses floating on the streets. Almost every few steps you take, you can see the road falling.
Even the corpse collector was overwhelmed.
Bai Yu led several of his men and used a cart to pull a pile of frozen corpses to a mass grave outside the city for burial.
Outside the city, groups of refugees as thin as reed sticks were crowded together in twos and threes, hiding in shacks and shivering.
Now, with just a steamed bun, you can buy a beautiful girl from a refugee.
Bai Yu sighed secretly.
The people of Songming Country had a more difficult life than Dali Country.
In the country of Dali, martial arts were suppressed and immortal ways were born. It was still difficult to suppress the rebellion of the refugees everywhere.
However, martial arts in the Songming Kingdom are prosperous, and immortals and mortals live together. A single immortal cultivator can easily suppress the rebellion of ten thousand people.
Since the threat of refugee rebellion is not great, the exploitation of the lower class has become more serious, and ordinary people are almost like slaves.
In fact, the huge Songming Kingdom didn't even have a righteous village.
After the refugees died, they were directly thrown into mass graves.
"Alas, there are natural and man-made disasters. If you can do your part, then do your part."
Bai Yu worked hard all day before returning to Bai Shi's shop.
He set up a small hot pot and prepared to eat with Lao Mo Tongtong.
At this time, the door opened with a bang.
But the madman came into the shop crying and laughing.
In these years, Taoist Master Pian often came to the Burial Hall to have dinner, and also exchanged talisman techniques with Bai Yu.
Sometimes he wouldn't leave, but would just find a coffin in the shop and lie down there for the night.
The two of them got along fairly well.
Bai Yu feels that this crazy old guy is smarter than anyone else.
"Senior, have you eaten? Come and have some together."
The epileptic Taoist's eyes were filled with tears:
"Hehehehehe, I've eaten. I've eaten outside."
His crazy behavior was not surprising to everyone.
Xiao Tongtong moved a stool for Taoist Epilepsy:
"What delicious food did Grandpa Epilepsy eat outside?"
The mad Taoist cried and laughed:
"Eating people, eating human flesh, too much to eat."
Bai Yu wondered:
"Senior is joking again. How can we eat human flesh?"
"Friends who often eat people know that human flesh tastes jerky and extremely difficult to swallow."
The mad Taoist laughed strangely and said:
"Who said human flesh is not delicious? The most delicious thing is human flesh. Look at those princes, dignitaries, and monks from aristocratic families, who are not so full of fat?"
"They eat people, and I eat people too. The whole world is eating people."
"In the eyes of the old Taoist, you are the only family of three who don't eat people."
Bai Yu was silent.
This crazy Taoist talked like crazy, but he unintentionally told some truth.
Princes, generals, ministers, and sects and aristocratic families are all vampires who weigh on the people, sucking their blood all the time.
Immortal martial arts are so prosperous, but corpses are everywhere among the people.
Except for a few ascetics, they all lay down on the people to suck blood.
As the ancestor of Yuan Fu Guan, Daoist Epilepsy is naturally a member of the vampire class.
He could see clearly but couldn't move.
These words will only be regarded as crazy words by the monks.
So he went crazy and wandered around the world.
Bai Yu understood, so he remained silent.
Next to her, Xiao Tongtong couldn't understand the meaning.
She is a foodie, and when she heard the Taoist priest say that human flesh is the most delicious, her mouth watered immediately.
She looked at her chubby little arm, hesitated for a moment, then opened her mouth and bit it.
"Ouch~"
Tongtong jumped up in pain and jumped directly to the roof.
"Grandpa Epilepsy is a bad guy, human flesh doesn't taste good at all, it hurts a lot."
Being interrupted like this, Bai Yu calmed down a bit.
He hurriedly took Tongtong's little arm, blew on her and rubbed it.
"Children, don't listen to the crazy old man's nonsense. You can't eat human flesh."
He secretly decided in his heart that it was not okay for little Tongtong to have such a lack of common sense. It seemed necessary to give her a ninety-year compulsory education.
After comforting Tongtong, Bai Yu invited the Taoist monk to eat meat.
The epilepsy man was drooling, but he couldn't move his chopsticks. He was crying and drooling at the same time, which was indescribably weird.
On the second day, Bai Yu just got up and was washing up with a cup.
There was a "dong-dong" knock on the door.
Lao Mo rushed to open the door, only to see an elegant and honest middle-aged man standing outside the door, with two followers behind him.
He smiled gently, cupped his hands and said:
"Xiao Ke Jiang Yi, come here to invite your husband to come out."
After hearing this, Bai Yu picked up the cup and poured a cup of mouthwash over it.
"Queue up outside the alley."
He sighed inwardly.
Damn, trouble is coming.
Jiang Yi, the crown prince of Songming Kingdom, has a reputation as a virtuous man.
The one who comes is not kind.
Jiang Yi was splashed with water, and the two followers behind him glared at Bai Yu and were about to take action.
However, Jiang Yi stopped them and actually started queuing outside the alley.
Bai Yu started to deal with chores in an orderly manner.
It's just that someone's child was frightened, someone hit someone, and someone had a body they didn't dare to deal with.
A little while later, it was Jiang Yi's turn. At this time, all the water marks on his body were frozen into ice.
He entered the door, cupped his hands towards Bai Yu and said:
"Mr. Bai, Xiao Wang is here to ask Mr. Bai to come out."
Bai Yu just looked at Jiang Yi coldly.
Jiang Yi was not annoyed and continued talking to himself:
"This year there was a severe drought in the spring and autumn, and there were snowstorms in the winter. People in several northern states were in dire straits, and refugees poured into the capital. Too many people have suffered in the past few days."
"I have sent a letter a few days ago, asking my father to open a warehouse to store grain and provide relief to the victims. The Prince's Mansion has also sent people to start giving porridge."
Jiang Yi had a generous personality, a reputation as a virtuous man, and he cared deeply about the people.
Whether he is pretending or sincere, Bai Yu praises him as a wise king.
Jiang Yi said again:
"I will do my best to deal with the living, but the deceased will have to ask you to come out."
"The dead bodies must be collected and buried, otherwise it will easily cause a plague, and there are still ghosts and evil corpses that need to be resolved."
"These tasks are too piecemeal, and many immortal masters disdain to do them. Mr. Suwen Bai has a kind heart, and I kindly ask him to help Xiao Wang, and he has the authority to be responsible for all funeral matters in the capital."
Bai Yu looked at Jiang Yi and suddenly said:
"Go back. If you look kind, I can prepare a coffin for you."
He ignored Jiang Yi and actually started to build a coffin, and cut out a paper man and put it in the coffin.
Jiang Yi was silent for a long time, then left the door with a long sigh.
After he left, Bai Yu also sighed.
Black clouds shrouded Jiang Yi's head, covering up the purple clouds, and he was about to die soon.