I am doing meritorious deeds in Liaozhai

In the early days of the Wei Dynasty, classes in Fuzhong Monster Study were about to begin, and the students were all sitting in front of their desks.

Song Yushan brought Master Yang inside.

The big white goose and the little orange cat, Yang Xuan, have already met, and it's only interesting to see them sitting at the table in order.

But the remaining few students with familiar faces, Yang Xuan was shocked.

Qiu Niang, a well-known ferryman in Fushui, just showed off her cooking skills as the shopkeeper Jin.

Why are they here too?
Yang Xuan has a quick mind and a rich imagination.

It quickly occurred to me that in the ghost stories I read before, there were often descriptions of demons transforming into human forms.

So he boldly guessed: "Qiu Niang and Shopkeeper Jin are also demons?"

"Uncle Jin is indeed a demon, but Niang Qiu came with Xiao Li." Song Yushan said.

The neglected little carp in the fish basin patted the water surface and spit out a series of rapid bubbles to express dissatisfaction.

Only then did Yang Xuan see the fish in the basin.

The fish demon also comes to school, how to practice calligraphy?
Song Yushan introduced Master Yang to the students, and briefly told Master Yang about the situation of the little demons.

Then let him sit at the back of the classroom, and she officially started the class.

Two hours later, the class ended.

"How does Master Yang feel?" Song Yushan asked.

"I admire Yang!" Yang Xuan bowed respectfully: "The demon's desire to learn is no worse than humans, and the course content is also an eye-opener for Yang!"

"Oh? How is the course content different from that taught by your Meng Xuetang?" Song Yushan asked with interest.

"Practical! Master Song's lessons focus on practicality. Literacy and arithmetic textbooks are easy to understand and practical in daily life; the interpretation of "San Zi Jing" is also very interesting and practical in thinking." Yang Xuan blurted out.

Knowing that the existing textbooks in the study were compiled by Song Yushan alone, Yang Xuan admired her so much, and also changed her address from Shopkeeper Song to Master Song.

He thinks she deserves her name.

"Master Yang is very precise.

For scholars who want to gain fame, the practicality of life and thought is not as practical as that of examinations.

But for the demons who do not seek fame, but only seek to blend in with the crowd, the practicality of life and thought is the most important thing. "

Song Yushan agreed: "Since Master Yang has understood the key points of teaching monsters, I have nothing to advise. From tomorrow onwards, I will be a teaching assistant first. After you have fully mastered, the current courses will be left to you." You come to teach."

Master Yang handed over should be.

Near the middle of the month, the moonlight is getting stronger.

After seeing Master Yang off, Song Yushan had a simple dinner, and then together with the three demons at home, they led Yuehua to practice in the courtyard.

Now she will use 1 point of merit every month to assist in cultivation, usually on the tenth day of the middle of the month when the moonlight is at its peak.

The cyclone in the dantian was filled with true energy little by little.

More than ten days later, Song Yushan and the Three Demons left the mansion on the night of the auspicious day before the earth-moving.

By the side of Fushui, Yang Xuan and Miao Yu stood side by side, looking forward to it.

As soon as they met, Miao Yu presented a small porcelain bottle wrapped in ghost power.

Song Yushan opened it and his eyes almost popped out: "Fifteen drops?"

Miao Yu clenched her fingers, feeling a little uneasy: "Except for the day when we first met, I cried with joy and got three drops at a time. After that, I could only cry one drop at the bottom of the water during the daytime. Since the day before yesterday, the time to break ground is getting closer and closer. How do you feel?" It couldn't sink, and I couldn't cry a tear, so I only got fifteen drops..."

"'Only' fifteen drops?" Song Yushan's voice was a little fluttering: "This is too much!"

"I'm really sorry... huh? Is it... more?" Miao Yu thought she could cry at least thirty drops, but now she didn't have half of it, and she always felt very ashamed of her.

Song Yushan felt that he had made a lot of money: "It's too much. If the water ghosts are as productive as you are, the monks who want to fish the bones for the water ghosts will probably fill up the water!"

The cultivation effect of Ghost Tears is not much worse than that of her cultivation aided by virtue.

The most important thing is that it contains pure spiritual energy, no matter what kind of mental method you practice, it can be used to cultivate or restore true energy, the effect is excellent, and it is not limited to time and place.

Counting the previous seven drops, it means that she has harvested a total of 22 ghost tears during this trip, which is equivalent to two points of merit.

"But I have been floating in the water for many years, and only you are willing to help me. Other water ghosts, if they want to escape, they have no other way but to find a substitute for the dead ghost."

Miao Yu didn't feel that she was at a loss.

Tears are far less precious to her than Song Yushan's help.

Song Yushan sighed: "Do you know any water ghosts? Maybe I can help salvage the bones for a simple burial."

Miao Yu shook her head: "I know most of the water ghosts in the Fushui River, but Fushui is so deep and there are so many water ghosts. How can Miss Song help all the water ghosts?"

"They are already here." Song Yushan said suddenly.

Miao Yu looked at Fushui.

I don't know when on the water, there are ghosts, dull and longing.

Some had bitter faces, and wanted to squeeze out a few tears, but there were no tears.

There are so many people who died in the water, no one collected their corpses, and didn't even have a clothes tomb. They "sent in jail" under the water day after day.

Who wants to be stuck underwater forever?
Miao Yu was very worried that Song Yushan's words would be remembered by the water ghost, and that the water ghost would remember Song Yushan's words if he walked on the water in the future.

Song Yushan signaled her to feel at ease: "I have my own way."

She looked at the ghost in Fushui: "Song will do what he said, please wait patiently, don't get too close, and hurt strangers."

The water ghosts backed away immediately, and sank to the bottom of the water with a splash, only their heads could be seen faintly through the water.

"Uncle Jin, go back home and bring all the rough cloth from the warehouse."

"Dear ghost friends, there is another job for you to help, and all participants will be paid."

"Dabai, go to the ferry and tell Niang Qiu that I won't take the boat tonight, please come to Shenshuiao to see me, and you two will protect Qiu Niang at the ferry after you have brought the letter."

Song Yushan ordered them one by one.

Uncle Jin took a group of ghosts on the shore to move the cloth, and the big white goose and the little orange cat went to the ferry one after the other, and soon disappeared.

"Let's go, let's go to Shenshuiao." Song Yushan said to Miao Yu and the others.

Originally, only the bones of Miao Yu and one ghost were to be retrieved, so it was enough to go to the vicinity of the bones by boat and then retrieve them.

Now that there are so many water ghosts, the water depth of Shenshuiao is the most suitable.

When we arrived at Shenshuiao, Xiaoli was already waiting there.

"Xiao Li, I have to work hard for you today." Song Yushan said, "I will subsidize you three hundred Wen for a corpse."

Xiaoli wagged his tail confidently, watching the gloomy water ghosts with golden eyes.

Its demonic power spread out, and soon the water in the sinkhole boiled up, and the fish schools pushed the water ghosts away.

"Go, take the little carp to find your bones, the fish will bring the bones to the shore."

Song Yushan said to the water ghosts.

It turned out to be this fishing method, Miao Yu felt relieved.