"Guest, do you need to buy anything?" Zhang Hua said as he looked at the person who had arrived. Upon seeing the visitor's face, his expression changed slightly, and he smiled, "So you're a fellow practitioner. Do you need anything?"
The visitor sized up Zhang Hua and nodded, "Cinnabar, yellow paper, and..."
Zhang Hua nodded and stepped aside, "Fellow Daoist, please wait inside first."
The man grunted and followed Zhang Hua to the table, then sat down.
Zhang Hua didn't rush to get the items the man needed. Instead, he walked to the side, brewed a cup of tea, and returned, smiling, "Please have some tea first, Fellow Daoist."
The man glanced at the tea on the table, showing no intention of drinking it. He merely nodded and politely said, "Thank you."
Zhang Hua knew that the young man in front of him was wary of him.
Having traveled the martial world for so long, this level of caution was ingrained in his bones.
Zhang Hua slowly sat down opposite him and said, "I am Zhang Hua, without any sect or school. May I know which sect or school you belong to, Fellow Daoist?"
Seeing that the other party had introduced himself, the man also began to introduce himself, "I am Zhou Fu, the last disciple of the Sect Master of the Yan Huo Sect."
When mentioning being the last disciple, Zhou Fu deliberately emphasized the tone. It seemed to be something worth boasting about.
Upon hearing this, Zhang Hua cupped his hands in a salute and smiled, "So you are a disciple of the Yan Huo Sect. It's a pleasure to meet you."
Zhou Fu nodded without saying anything.
Zhang Hua then asked, "Fellow Daoist Zhou, has there been any major movement in the martial world recently?"
In the past, he might not have encountered a fellow practitioner in a year, but recently he had been meeting them frequently. This was not a good sign. Usually, such situations indicated that something significant might happen in the martial world.
Hearing Zhang Hua say this, Zhou Fu looked somewhat confused, "Fellow Daoist Zhang knows nothing?"
Zhang Hua shook his head, feeling a bit ashamed, "It's a shame to say, but I am only half a cultivator. I know nothing about the affairs of the martial world."
The so-called half-cultivator meant someone who hadn't joined any sect or taken any master, relying entirely on their own struggles to get by. These half-cultivators stayed away from the martial world, basically just performing soul-calling rituals in villages, what people commonly called village masters. Another type was someone who opened a funeral parlor or something similar. These people were capable of calling souls, but it would be difficult for them to catch ghosts or eliminate demons. Of course, there were exceptions to everything. It wasn't impossible for some to have good fortune and learn some powerful techniques by chance. However, such situations were very rare. As the saying goes, all Daoist methods are from one family. The talisman techniques learned by these half-cultivators basically originated from the Heavenly Master's Mansion. But tracing it back to the beginning would be too long.
"Then I will tell you properly about what is happening in the martial world now," Zhou Fu said and began to explain.
Meanwhile.
Feng Yu returned to the villa and saw Feng Ru sitting on the sofa watching television. Seeing Feng Yu return so late, Feng Ru looked confused, "Why are you back so late? Don't you usually return before sunset?"
Feng Yu smiled and casually made up a reason, "I hit it off with the owner of that funeral parlor, so we chatted for a while longer, which is why I'm back late."
Feng Ru nodded without thinking too much. However, seeing the cloth-wrapped item in Feng Yu's hand, she immediately asked, "What is that? Did you go buy knives again?"
Seeing Feng Ru ask this, Feng Yu had no choice but to answer truthfully, "No, it's just a bronze coin sword."
Feng Yu then unwrapped the cloth covering the bronze coin sword. Seeing that it was indeed a bronze coin sword, Feng Ru finally relaxed and asked, "What are you buying this thing for?"
Feng Yu rubbed the back of his head, looking a bit embarrassed, "I thought this bronze coin sword looked quite nice, so I bought it."
Feng Ru was a bit speechless, "Did that funeral parlor owner tell you that this bronze coin sword has the effect of warding off evil and stabilizing the household?"
Feng Yu didn't deny it and could only nod without speaking.
Seeing Feng Yu nod, Feng Ru spoke again, "You were definitely ripped off by that funeral parlor owner. Tell me, how much did you pay for this bronze coin sword?"
Seeing Feng Ru's misunderstanding, Feng Yu went along with it and casually quoted a price, "Three hundred yuan."
Feng Ru nodded and didn't say much more. "Three hundred yuan isn't much. You should rest quickly, we still need to visit your parents' graves tomorrow."
For Feng Ru, the CEO of a listed company, three hundred yuan was nothing. Even three thousand yuan would be a trivial amount. As long as her younger brother liked it.
"Okay, I'll go rest." Feng Yu nodded repeatedly and headed towards his room.
Feng Ru suddenly remembered something and spoke again, "Oh, right, I've already used my connections to find a school for you."
Feng Yu stopped and turned to look at Feng Ru, "So soon?"
Seeing Feng Yu's surprise, Feng Ru looked confused, "What, you don't want to go to school anymore?"
Feng Yu shook his head, "Not at all. It's just that school is starting soon, and I'm a bit excited."
Feng Ru looked at Feng Yu with a strange expression, "Is that so?"
Feng Yu nodded repeatedly, "Of course, I'm a bit sleepy, I'm going back to my room to sleep."
After saying that, Feng Yu hurried into his room and closed the door.
Looking at Feng Yu's mysterious demeanor, Feng Ru felt a bit puzzled.
"Why is this kid so mysterious every day?" To find a school for Feng Yu these past few days, Feng Ru had asked many people for help, pulling strings and giving gifts.
Back in her room, Feng Yu didn't rush to check the diary. Instead, he waited until Feng Ru returned to her room to rest before taking out that notebook. School was about to start. He had to learn some self-preservation methods before then.
Opening the first page of the notebook, it introduced the basic content of the notebook. The first part introduced types of ghosts, and the middle part introduced what items were useful against ghosts. For example, bull's tears could be used to see ghosts, and willow branches soaked in the blood of a rooster over three years old were very useful against ghosts, which also served as a homemade ghost-beating whip. It had to be said that Zhang Hua's notes were very detailed. They were very useful for a novice like Feng Yu. As for the latter part, it was the method of drawing talismans. This was also the part Feng Yu wanted to know the most.
Flipping to the part about talismans, Feng Yu took a general look. There were a total of four types of talismans. An explosive talisman for attack, a purification talisman to remove ghostly energy, a immobilization talisman to freeze people, and the last one was a ghost-repelling talisman that kept ghosts at bay. Among these four talismans, the only one with offensive capabilities was the explosive talisman. However, wasn't this too little? There were only four types of talismans in total. Feng Yu was slightly disappointed. He had expected at least ten to twenty types. But he didn't expect that only the explosive talisman had offensive power. The other three were auxiliary types.