Chapter 38 Handprints
After such a long time, Xiaohua has never appreciated it, and has never been out for a day, and enjoys the captive life with food and drink, so why should he feel sorry for it?

Helping others is kindness, and he thinks he is helping Xiao Hua, but in Xiao Hua's eyes, his help may not necessarily mean harm.

Jin Da also let go.

Song Yushan didn't say any more.

Since that day when she had an epiphany and was not obsessed with relying on merit to cultivate, she no longer cared about whether Xiao Huazhu could enlighten her wisdom and practice.

Doing good also requires fate, there is no need to force it.

Close your eyes and visualize, the moon is shining brightly in front of your forehead, and the radiance of the jade seal of merits and virtues flickers on and off, attracting her attention.

This is another change in the jade seal of merit.

She looked intently.

[merit +1]

It actually increased a little merit.

Thinking back again and again, it should be because of today's lecture that made Uncle Jin realize something.

Song Yushan was overjoyed.

Before that, she had made many efforts for merit, but to no avail.

This time, I want to educate the big white goose, and I don’t hesitate to spend time and energy to understand the "Three Character Classic". I never thought of gaining anything from it. Uncle Jin has gained merit.

It can be seen that merit and virtue cannot be forced, just like what she taught the big white goose today, just have a heart of kindness.

If you have the heart to do good, you will consciously do good deeds, and merit will come from you.

Compared with the good deeds of others, it is hard to see through. She has a jade seal of merit and virtue, and good deeds are real. She is already very lucky.

Song Yushan reminded himself to be content and to practice harder.

Yuehua tempered her body, and her body quietly transformed.

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In the early morning of the next day, a hasty knock on the door broke the silence of Osmanthus Alley.

Song Yushan moved his ears slightly, opened his eyes, and looked at the pig and goose on the left and right.

It was their door that knocked.

Song Yushan's hearing is extraordinary now: "Uncle Jin, it sounds like he is looking for you?"

Uncle Jin heard it: "Miss, wait a moment, it sounds like Mazi, maybe Fumanzhai is looking for me."

The black pig immediately ran back to the house, came out again, and became the fat uncle again.

Hearing that the person who knocked on the door was very anxious, Song Yushan followed after Uncle Jin came out.

As soon as the door opened, Wang Mazi seemed to have found his backbone: "Shopkeeper, our Fumanzhai is haunted!"

One sentence stunned both Song Yushan and Jin Da.

"Bright red bloody handprints, Granny Hua is gone, no one can catch the ghost, the ghost is here, and our Fumanzhai is coming to an end, woohoo, finally found a job to eat..."

Wang Mazi was frightened quite a bit, and he talked incoherently, like spitting out beans, which made people overwhelmed.

Song Yushan and Jin Da didn't understand what happened for a long time, but Wang Mazi kept talking over and over again.

"Crack!" Jin Da couldn't help but move his palm to help him calm down.

The terrified Wang Mazi staggered when he was photographed: "???"

"What happened, don't worry, speak slowly and clearly." Jin Da said sullenly.

Wang Mazi looked at the shopkeeper's unchanging face of deducting the monthly money, finally calmed down, and began to speak tremblingly.

"Yesterday... I was on night duty... when I opened the door in the morning... I saw bloody handprints all over the door panel. It must be a ghost. Granny Hua is gone. No one in the county can deal with evil spirits. Let's be blessed... ...Woooo...I'm afraid no one will dare to come again."

"Why are you crying? I'm still there!" Jin Da was very stubborn.

He wants to see which ghost dares to run wild on his Jinda's territory!
As a demon, he has insufficient roots and limited abilities, but he is more than enough to deal with ghosts.

Ghosts never dare to provoke demons.

"Miss, I'll go to Fumanzhai to have a look. For today's breakfast, you can go to the market to buy something to eat. I'll come back at noon and make something delicious for you." Jin Da said.

"Miss, that's right!" Wang Mazi suddenly had hope: "Miss Song is Granny Hua's apprentice, maybe she has a way to deal with ghosts, shopkeeper, please ask Miss Song to catch...ghosts..."

Under the shopkeeper's oppressive gaze, his voice became smaller and smaller.

Song Yushan was worried about what was going on, but Jin Da shook his head at her:

"Miss, you are not open today, and you are not suitable for contacting this matter. I will go and have a look first, and no ghost will come to provoke me."

Song Yushan still didn't follow in the end.

She never forgot every single word of Granny Hua's exhortations before she died, in front of Kai Tian, ​​don't touch ghosts, which will easily cause trouble for the upper body.

Uncle Jin is a fully transformed monster, and he is good at defense. Even if he can't solve the problem, he should be able to protect himself.

Uncle Jin and Wang Mazi left.

Song Yushan went to find Jingniang as usual and opened a bookstore.

I taught it some arithmetic first, and then watched it hold the "Three Character Classic" with one wing and carry it on the back with the other, shaking its head in the bookstore, walking back and forth to recite the two sentences taught yesterday.

The "quack quack" never stopped.

But today, the endorsement of the big white goose is not as popular as the bloody handprint on the door of Fumanzhai.

Now the relationship between Fu Manzhai and her is no secret in the county.

Scholars also gossip in the same way. When talking about this matter, they can't help but glance at her, the relevant person.

One point of worry was expanded to three points by their frequent gazes, Song Yushan was very helpless.

At noon, Song Yushan finally waited for Uncle Jin.

"What kind of ghost handprint, it's clearly a human mischief, but it's just chicken blood! I said how could a ghost come to Fumanzhai, and I haven't done anything wrong!" Jin said angrily.

Song Yushan let go of most of his worries: "Has Fu Manzhai offended anyone recently?"

Jin Da shook his head: "The sticks in Fumanzhai are all dusty, how can they offend people?"

"That's why someone deliberately made things difficult for us." Song Yushan said.

It is much easier to deal with people making troubles than ghosts making troubles. Once the bloody matter is said, at least it will not affect Fu Manzhai's business.

In this case, it is better to be still than to move: "You have seen through the chicken blood. I am afraid that his method will not work. There is always another trick, so let's wait and see. As long as he still moves, he is not afraid of not being able to catch people."

Uncle Jin nodded: "When I catch him, I have to make him look good!"

In the early morning of the second day, the hasty knock on the door came again.

It was Wang Mazi again, but this time he was not panicked, but very angry: "Shopkeeper, there are new bloody handprints at the door this morning, exactly the same as yesterday's."

"You go back first, I'll come back after I've cooked breakfast for Miss."

Jin Da didn't even bother to look at it as soon as he heard it. This person doesn't seem very smart, his tricks have been seen through, and he doesn't know how to change his strategy.

He was so stupid that he couldn't bear to delay the lady's breakfast for this.

Since it has nothing to do with ghosts, Song Yushan doesn't have to avoid it.

After breakfast, let Jingniang and the big white goose watch the store, and she also went to Fumanzhai with Uncle Jin.

(End of this chapter)

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