I Only Want to Lie Flat But Am Forced to Cultivate Immortality-Chapter 134 - 90: The Banquet_2

Xu Qing compared himself with the neighbor, Wu Zhiyuan.

Well, in the end, he became the joke himself.

"Sister Wang, don’t come to me in the future for matchmaking. I’m not interested in those things. But if there is business for white matters, you can come by all means. You won’t be short of money..."

After sending Matchmaker Wang off, Xu Qing asked Xuan Yu to guard the shop, while he returned alone to Shuimen Bridge.

In the Feng Shui Treasure Residence, a hundred corpses had accumulated enough rich, ominous Yin energy needed to condense a fierce general after nurturing in the burial ground.

Xu Qing set up the incense table, laying the Cang flag flat on the offering table.

Previously, when he transcended fellow necromancers, he had obtained a method to nurture Rampaging General and Ghost Soldiers, along with a Cang flag to command the fierce generals.

Now that the ritual was complete, the accumulated Yin energy formed a cloud, it was the perfect time to nurture the Rampaging General and Ghost Soldiers!

Holding three sticks of incense, Xu Qing ignited the incense, and waited for the Spirit Incense in the burner to stir the Yin energy in the courtyard, then he began to recite the "Rampage Soldier Spell."

"On this day’s injury, noble leader reforms.

Celestial Master gives orders, haste in catching disasters.

Through nine grounds, kill ghosts and capture injuries..."

While reciting the Rampage Soldier Spell, Xu Qing waved the Cang flag, bringing about a sudden gust of Yin wind in the courtyard. The buried corpses burst from the ground like bamboo shoots after rain, revealing skulls.

The skulls, driven by the curse words, turned their neck bones, seemingly in reverence, looking towards the direction of the ritual altar.

Xu Qing remained indifferent, letting the surrounding skulls open their mouths and roar at him one by one.

Dark red death Qi spewed from the skulls’ mouths like serpents, spurting blood-colored mist that merged into the Array Map carved in front of Xu Qing.

"Blessings befall the good, disasters befall the wicked.

The wicked detest me, die and repay injuries.

Now I command you, go wild rampage..."

After the Rampage Soldier Spell was recited, explosions like firecrackers sounded in the courtyard, and all the skulls turned into white powder.

"Retrieve!"

Xu Qing formed the Cang Seal with his hands, causing blood-colored runes to light up on the Cang flag.

The runes gathered in the center of the flag, and after the light faded, there appeared an archaic Cang character.

Feeling the mysterious connection coming from the Cang flag, Xu Qing couldn’t hide his excitement.

This would be his first Rampaging General Shadow Soldier, but certainly not the last.

As the Zombie King, leading an army of a thousand rampaging soldiers, or an array of ten thousand frenzies, should be reasonable, right?

Xu Qing looked around the courtyard. Apart from the area of the Array Map in front of him, the rest of the place had no trace of Yin energy.

The death Qi in the courtyard had been devoured entirely by the nurtured fierce general.

Show yourself, little baby!

Xu Qing’s anticipation was overflowing as he gazed at the small area of the ground where the Yin energy was concentrated to the extreme.

With a mere thought, the Cang flag in his hand emitted an eerie red light.

The ground before him began to tremble, black death Qi dispersing through the soil.

Xu Qing raised a brow; the commotion was larger than he anticipated.

In the courtyard, a Rampaging General formed from the Hundred Corpses Evil Qi crawled out of the ground. The first to emerge was a red bone claw covered in black mist, over two feet long and about one foot two inches wide. When stretched out, it was even larger than a fan, and when clenched into a fist, it was as big as a wine jar, exceedingly terrifying!

This little baby of mine seems quite big...

As the Rampaging General emerged from the ground, the incised Array Map on the ground by the altar looked like an earth dragon turning over, cracking inch by inch.

Xu Qing watched as a demon with deep crimson skin, its body as large as a pavilion cover, appeared before him.

The "Records of Minzhong" once documented—Gailin Mountain contains a creature like a large jar, with a pig’s head, rabbit hoofs, and a tail larger than a dog. It preys on people, fierce and greedy, sounding like a child crying. It eats yet also kills human lives. People who see it dive into the ground never see it again...

It’s said that dragons and pigs mate to give birth to rampaging creatures. Though the Rampaging General has a human form, it also possesses alien features like bull’s hooves and monster heads.

At the moment, the Rampaging General silently stood before Xu Qing, without making any noise.

Xu Qing wasn’t sure if the Rampaging General’s roar would be as piercing as a child’s cry.

"This thing is huge, but luckily it can be stored in the Cang flag."

The Rampaging General appeared to have substance, but Xu Qing knew that they were essentially gatherings of Yin evil Qi. Though they could follow orders, they lacked true individual spirit.

Xu Qing had the mind to test the Rampaging General’s power, yet feared damaging his courtyard.

After some thinking, he raised his hand, throwing a discarded stone rolling pin into the air.

The Rampaging General gathered evil Qi in its left hand, and simply raised its hand to grasp it. The several hundred-pound stone rolling pin was wrapped in evil Qi, suspended in air.

Its enormous bone claw gently squeezed, and the rolling pin shattered like a dusting of snow, turning into a handful of blue-white gravel.

The Rampaging General quietly retracted its hand.

Seeing this, Xu Qing chuckled. The Rampaging General’s ability far exceeded his expectations. Just by the force he used to throw the rolling pin, to suspend it would require at least a hundred-year cultivation.

Even a martial artist would need to be a seasoned Martial Master to catch it.

After storing the Rampaging General in the Cang flag, Xu Qing turned to look at his courtyard.

What appeared were over a hundred earth pits, as if he had pulled out radishes.

Using a spade to dig, he found the buried corpses had turned into gray-white bone powder, not a single intact corpse remained.

Feeling the nearly dissipated Yin evil Qi in the courtyard, Xu Qing felt thoroughly uncomfortable.

Zombies naturally prefer extreme misfortune, if this Feng Shui Treasure Residence became less ominous, how could he stay?

Xu Qing felt anxious for the first time.

"To relieve worry, only by collecting corpses."

That night, a zombie gazed at the moon and sighed.

...

June 4th, suitable for marriage and moving; avoid starting business, earthwork.

Xu Qing accepted Wu Zhiyuan’s invitation to attend the wedding banquet in Baisha County.

Before leaving Underground Street, he specifically turned into Hu Baosong’s coffin shop.

The already withered Hu Baosong seemed more wilted, as if a gust of wind could scatter him into dry branches.

"How did you become like this after a few days?"

Xu Qing frowned slightly, glimpsing the neatly stacked funerary clothes on his knees.

Hu Baosong had no children under his knees. When others asked, he often responded with various explanations.

Sometimes he said his brothers and nephews were greedy and took his family property. He severed ties and came here to seek livelihood.

Other times he said he fled from disaster, getting separated from family halfway, and had to make a living alone.

But the version he mentioned most often was that he had too many female confidants in his youth. To avoid their entanglements, he came here to open a coffin shop for peace.

Regardless of the reason, the result was the same; the old man was a solitary elder with no relatives or friends to care for him.

"Old Hu, I have some elixirs here, divine medicine sought from the Galloping Immortal family. Although they cannot extend life, they ought to restore some of your spirit."

Hu Baosong smiled upon hearing this and shook his head, saying:

"This little old man has lived for over two hundred years. My time is up, and this body has long been an empty shell. No amount of divine medicine can help."

Pausing, Hu Baosong suddenly looked at Xu Qing, smiling and said:

"Xu boy, I underestimated you. Among the people I’ve met, you’re the one with the most human touch."

Xu Qing raised a brow.

Thinking, you’re really unlucky. The only person with a human touch you’ve met isn’t even alive.

"Old Hu, that Wu kid is getting married today in Baisha County, just a few dozen miles away. How about I take you to the banquet, let’s also soak in some joy..."

Hu Baosong’s muddy eyes suddenly brightened.

"Going to soak in joy?"

"We’ll go now!"

Xu Qing laughed, closed the shop’s door, and took Hu Baosong to board the carriage heading for Baisha County.

"Old Hu, I’ll put some makeup on you; let’s dress up nicely so the elderly ladies at the banquet will flock to you when they see you!"

Xu Qing often practiced his embalming skills on corpses. His makeup skills were already superb. He took out his makeup case and within no time, transformed Hu Baosong into someone who looked alive.

Passing by a boutique, Xu Qing asked the shopkeeper to pick a new set of robes and a cap for the old man, and the shopkeeper praised Xu Qing’s filial piety.

Hu Baosong looked radiant. Even without taking the elixirs, he seemed a decade younger, walking briskly.

"Xu boy, to the cultivator, there is no concept of time. But even if you live long, five hundred years, a thousand years, it is all empty in the end."

"Better to meet good people young, procreate children..." Hu Baosong suddenly smiled at this, and continued: "What is longevity? If the bloodline continues, and the ancestral temple’s incense never ceases, that is longevity."

"Xu boy, I am a cautionary tale. In the future, weigh it carefully, lest you end up like me."

Xu Qing smiled faintly but did not respond.

Zombies procreating? He hadn’t heard of that.

Moreover, living merely five hundred or a thousand years was underestimating him.

"Set a small goal first, let me ’live’ for ten thousand years!"