C7

Finally, the middle-aged man released his hand that was grabbing onto my shoulder and shouted into the house: "Grandfather, I've invited Martial Uncle over!"

"Zhang Shan, I have told you so many times, there must be sincerity in inviting others." Zhang Shan, I have told you so many times, there must be sincerity in inviting people. An old voice said from inside the room.

"I said that grandpa wants to invite him, but if he doesn't come with me, then there's nothing I can do about it." The middle-aged man called Zhang Shan scratched the back of his head in embarrassment as he tried to defend himself. With that, he turned to me and whispered, "My grandfather is called Zhang Shixun, and everyone in the village calls him Master Zhang. I told you! "

"You idiot, cough …" It's like you didn't say anything! " The old man came out of the house, coughing as he spoke. She smiled at me and said, "My good disciple, you've finally come! We haven't seen each other in a long time, right? "

"You …" When I saw this man, I was so shocked that I could not keep my mouth shut. I pointed at him impolitely, not knowing what to say.

The person standing in front of him, was the old man from Municipal Hospital who was guarding the mortuary! No wonder the first time I heard him, the voice sounded familiar, as if I had heard it somewhere.

"Hehe, this is my home. I'm from this village." The old man looked at me with a smile, but he still looked gloomy.

"You forget, I said we'd meet again. "Cough, cough …" The old man coughed violently, the middle aged man called Zhang Shan quickly brought out an armchair from the house, and after the old man sat down, he stood behind with his head bowed.

"Wait!" I finally came back to my senses. " Who is your disciple? "

"Hehe, it's you!"

I finally understand why this Zhang Shan fellow calls me Martial Uncle: He calls me grandfather, and according to the old man's words, even if I'm his disciple, I'm still in the same generation as his father. He naturally has to call me Martial Uncle.

"When did I acknowledge you as my master? Don't spout nonsense! " I'm a little unhappy. Even if you're old, how can you be so adamant on accepting a disciple the moment we meet? You're not famous.

"Hur hur, two years ago, did you forget?"

"…"

"That night, you went to find me. Did you pay your respects to the Martial Ancestor?"

"…"

"Have you served me tea yet?"

"…"

Good heavens! The old man had been waiting for me here all along!

"What kind of joke is this!?" "You lied to me!" I said angrily.

"Whether it's cheating or coaxing, you're going to pay your respects, aren't you?" The old man smiled evilly. I finally understood the meaning behind his evil smile.

I was extremely depressed at this moment. I will not admit it, I have done all of this; I will admit it, am I really going to acknowledge him as my master? God knows what he does.

"I know you have a lot of things you want to ask me. Since you're free today, I'll start from the beginning. Zhang Shan, come over here and bring out two more chairs. "Cough …" Old Man Zhang drank two mouthfuls of tea that the big sized man brought him, and without caring if I listen to him or not, he started to talk by myself: "Where do I start? Let's start with the birthmark on our wrists. I'm afraid you won't accept it even if you say too much. This birthmark had a name, it was called 'Inaction Imprint'.

The three circles respectively represent the Heavenly Dao, that is, the largest circle on your wrist; the Ghost Dao, the middle circle; and the Human Dao, the smallest circle. Since ghosts were yin, they were in complete harmony with the three cycles of Heaven and Earth. However, the mark on your wrist that represents the size of a human is extremely rare.

Those who have this Inaction Imprint on their right wrist like us are usually called Palmprint Holder … "

"Wait, it's you guys. Please don't bring me along." I bluntly interrupted Old Man Zhang's narration. He hadn't even said a few words and already treated me as one of his own. I didn't want to be a stick in the sky.

"Hehe, just listen to what I have to say." Hehe, just listen to what I have to say. Old Man Zhang doesn't care about my offense at all. I curled my lip, too lazy to argue with him.

"Palmprint Holder is not a religion or a sect. I said the word 'Dao' earlier, but I'm referring to the path, not the 'Dao' of the Taoists. Although the Palmprint Holder was born, there were still many people who had Inaction Imprint s, but they did not know how to make it work.

"Stop, since there are so many people here, why are you looking for me?" I didn't want to hear any more, so I broke in again and stood up. Originally, he was already full of anger from being tricked into taking in a master, but this Old Man Zhang was still spouting nonsense. I am just an ordinary person, and I don't have the ability to hold any seals. I will admit that it is very difficult for me to do this.

"Cough …" If I am not wrong, you are a genius that only appears once in a hundred years! " Old Man Zhang did not expect me to get impatient so quickly.

"Alright, I have a few questions. If you can answer them satisfactorily, I might be able to continue listening." I was sure the old man was talking nonsense. What do you mean by 'a hundred years is hard to come by'? I didn't even notice it myself, but he did discover it?

As the price of his deceit, I would give him a good beating.

"First, can we earn money by owning a Inaction Imprint?" I began to attack the Old Man Zhang.

"No." Old Man Zhang answered very straightforwardly.

"That's good. Second, with the Inaction Imprint, can we revive the dead and save the wounded?"

"I can't either. With the circulation of the Heavenly Dao, I can't go against it."

"Thirdly, will possessing a Inaction Imprint help my current career?"

"No. But from another perspective, you can help a lot of other people... " Old Man Zhang began to feel guilty.

"Alright, in other words, having a Inaction Imprint is actually not beneficial to me at all. I am not without love, but don't you think that the responsibility of helping others in need should fall on the shoulders of ordinary people like me? Furthermore, I am a person who has received a formal education, making me believe that you gods and monsters are very difficult to deal with. " I smiled and looked at Old Man Zhang. He turned around and prepared to go down the mountain.

"Are you going to spend your life like this?" Old Man Zhang was excited as he raised his voice to shout at my back.

I turned to look at him. "At least I have a formal job now, an ideal for my life. What qualifications do you have to teach me a lesson? What do you expect me to do? See the morgue like you did? With the body all day? Was this the so-called life? What was the meaning? Is that all you can bring me? " I was filled with the pleasure of revenge.

"How can you speak to grandpa like that!" Zhang Shan flew into the air angrily. To tell the truth, I was very afraid that he would hit me, so I made preparations to escape. Although I didn't have the heart to reject an old man like that, the things he said and the things he did to me really made me unable to accept it. "Who are you going to find? Tell him! " After saying that, I ignored their ashen faces and headed down the mountain. Zhang Shan shouted from behind: "Heh! Stop right there! " The Old Man Zhang shouted, "When Zhang Shan comes back, don't be rude! "Cough …"

Zhang Shan wanted to stop me, but he was stopped by the old man.

Watching my back as I walked down the mountain, the Old Man Zhang murmured, "Man and ghost race, the heart is like still water, and the nature is like a rock. So it was like that! Twenty-eight nights to become a ghost, a person's life is worth a lot of money! Sigh … I really don't know if your existence is a blessing or a curse. "