190: Chapter 158 Star Covering Charm_4 190: Chapter 158 Star Covering Charm_4 “Recite the scripture for ,” Yun Ziliang said.
Zhou Xuan chanted the scripture word-for-word for Lao Yun.
After listening, Yun Ziliang said, “This is not a scripture; it’s a spell derived from the Alien Ghost ‘Star Covering.’ Using the flesh and blood body, borrowing the Power of Stars, it can condense Perception or invoke blessings from the stars.”
“Right, while reciting, I even heard the sound of bones breaking.”
“Exactly!
Star Covering magic harms oneself to channel the Power of Stars.
Every ti the spell is cast, it requires self-inflicted pain.”
Yun Ziliang said, “Maybe the Evil God Master taught it to him!
Star Covering was the first Alien Ghost to learn the magic of nurturing Evil Gods!”
“Could the Evil God Master actually be Star Covering?”
“No, that’s impossible.
Star Covering was handled by the God Traveling Departnt ages ago.
The thod to nurture Evil Gods has also been lost for many years.
But your opponent is no ordinary person—being able to rediscover the lost spell of Star Covering could be quite troubleso.”
Yun Ziliang sighed.
“Is there any way to counter the Star Covering Charm?”
“Of course!”
“What?” Zhou Xuan asked.
“Taoist-style tattoos are very effective against the Star Covering Charm,” Yun Ziliang replied.
…
At the break of dawn, Zhou Xuan woke up early.
After freshening up, he went to Sister Cui’s shop to buy breakfast.
Sister Cui’s shop no longer had the copper coin tattoo displayed, but the business was still going strong.
“Sister Cui, why did you take down the tattoo?”
“Oh!
Its ti ran out, the copper coins were all rusted.” Sister Cui smiled and said, “Following Lao Yun’s advice, I buried the tattoo carefully in the back mountain.”
“Do you want to make you a new one?”
“No need.”
Sister Cui wiped the sweat off her forehead with her arm and said, “A few days ago, because I couldn’t find a good noodle chef, business was down.
Relying on the tattoo, my shop was saved, but now I’ve found a new noodle shop.
Their sesa paste is exceptionally fragrant, and business is back to normal.
In my own private thoughts, relying on tattoos to attract diners isn’t a long-term solution.
Food that tastes good, combined with our hard work, is what makes a stable business.”
Truth be told, Sister Cui has a very down-to-earth mindset.
“Alright, Sister Cui’s idea is great.
Give four baskets of buns, four bowls of noodle soup, and four bowls of soy milk.”
“Brother Zhou, you can head back to your shop; I’ll deliver them to you shortly,”
Sister Cui replied as she began boiling soup noodles.
Just as Zhou Xuan was about to leave, he turned his head and noticed Mu Hua smiling at the custors, his smile no longer as stiff as a few days ago.
“Sister Cui, Mu Hua’s dull state seems to have improved?”
“Yes, he’s smiling so sweetly now!
Watching him smile gives energy to run the business.”
Sister Cui spoke, turning her head to glance at Mu Hua.
“It’s good that he’s smiling again.”
Zhou Xuan, infected by the positivity, chuckled as he returned to his shop.
In the morning, Jingyi Shop wasn’t too busy, and by 9:30 AM, most of the custors had left Sister Cui’s shop.
Mu Hua ca to the shop to play with Little Fuzi using the kaleidoscope.
The two took turns looking through it and chuckling foolishly as they did.
Zhou Xuan found their amusent with the small device to be overly simple and sowhat boring, so he went to a nearby Paper Molding Shop, where iron wires were frequently available.
Zhou Xuan purchased a length of wire, bent it into a ring with pliers, then crafted a long-handled iron hook, handing it over to Little Fuzi.
“Go ahead and play, take Mu Hua along.”
“I don’t know how to play.”
Little Fuzi wasn’t familiar with rolling iron rings as it wasn’t a popular pasti back in his hotown.
Zhou Xuan demonstrated for them, using the iron hook to roll the ring while jogging alongside it, leaving Little Fuzi wide-eyed in amazent.
“Young Master, you really know how to play,”
“This is nothing.
Play with this first, next ti I’ll teach you how to spin tops.”
After turning over the iron hook and ring to them, Zhou Xuan went into the shop to brew tea.
Just as the tea was ready, Si Ming arrived.
“Young Master!
I’ve brought the monk’s ghost you requested.”
Si Ming carefully held a delicate little box containing a flat bone inside.
“The monk’s soul is attached to the bone,” Si Ming explained.
“Let see.”
Zhou Xuan picked up the bone tooth and pressed it against the flat bone.
Imdiately, a puff of black mist erged from the flat bone and seeped into the bone tooth.
He pressed his ear against the handle of the bone tooth and heard faint Buddhist chanting.
“This soul isn’t ordinary; in life, he was the abbot, a great monk of Qiye Temple.”
“Alright, let’s use him to craft the Flower-picking Handprint,” Zhou Xuan said as he took the bone to the shop’s inner room…
ps: Updated with 6,200 characters, ca a bit late today, will be earlier tomorrow.
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