Chapter 22 Litigation
If no one else heard it, it must be an illusion.
Lin Yang kept comforting himself that everything was fine, but he couldn't help but follow Tan Xiao closely, hoping that Brother Xiao could lend him some courage. Fortunately, when he returned to the classroom and saw so many classmates, he was not so scared anymore, and the goose bumps on his body were all smoothed out.
Lin Yang couldn't help but take a deep breath and let out a sigh of satisfaction.
The students next to him slowly turned to look at him, their faces full of question marks: "What are you doing?"
Lin Yang sighed: "Such a strong Yang energy."
Classmates: “…You’re crazy!”
The two ghosts were still waiting for an opportunity to find Tan Xiao, but they didn't expect that Tan Xiao would go to get equipment or help the teacher mark homework, running back and forth between classrooms. They were afraid that if they didn't catch up with Tan Xiao, they wouldn't even know he was gone.
These two were injured again, and could only crawl in the dark, groaning.
Just as they climbed up, Tan Xiao went to the other side and wandered around for a while, making them wail like a ghost about what a miserable life this was - and they both felt that this was very miserable, because they had died once.
"I can't stand it anymore. I can't crawl anymore." The two ghosts were completely exhausted and collapsed at the door of the classroom.
"I can't move either. Let's just wait and see when he steps on us."
Tan Xiao heard it all.
After the evening self-study, Tan Xiao deliberately stayed a little longer and took his time packing his schoolbag.
"Hurry up, hurry up, we should be able to tell it now, he will be gone soon." The two ghosts discussed.
Tan Xiao clearly heard the sound of things being thrown and banging coming from outside the door. It was the objects that the two ghosts were holding. They were holding them when they performed in the park that day.
And now in the classroom... Tan Xiao looked around and saw that only he and Kong Xuan were left.
Tan Xiao couldn't help but look at Kong Xuan, wondering if he heard it. Perhaps the Peacock God's blessing period was over, Kong Xuan no longer maliciously lectured Tan Xiao, but he seemed to have gotten used to the wide seat and often squeezed back. Lin Yang, who was tall and strong, couldn't always be a paper man, so he postponed it, resulting in an emergency reset after a hygiene check. Even so, no one persuaded Kong Xuan to stop.
When Kong Xuan noticed that Tan Xiao was looking at him, he felt a little proud. He must have finally found that he looked familiar and was thinking hard about it.
Tan Xiao was still worried that Kong Xuan would be frightened. Although this guy had a bad temper, he was still a classmate. Tan Xiao didn't want him to be frightened, so he hesitated and said, "Kong Xuan, why don't you leave?"
Kong Xuan deliberately said: "You didn't leave either."
Look, I just asked him a question but he actually argued with me. Tan Xiao remembered that Kong Xuan was his neighbor: "Aren't we going the same way? You also live in Huaxi Road, let's go together, deskmate."
Kong Xuan: “…”
It was unknown whether Kong Xuan reflected on his bullying behavior or not, but he actually picked up his schoolbag and left with Tan Xiao.
Tan Xiao quietly stepped over the two ghosts and went downstairs with Kong Xuan. However, after walking for a while, he deliberately said, "Forget it. People with different ideologies cannot work together. Just go on your own and don't wait for me."
As soon as these words came out, Kong Xuan's mood immediately became good. On his elegant and handsome face, the corners of his lips slightly curled up, and his phoenix eyes smiled , emitting brilliance, "Okay."
——He knew that Tan Xiao was worried that he would be scared. After all, in his heart, his deskmate Kong Xuan was just a mortal.
Although Tan Xiao still didn't recognize him, he still respected him very much.
Tan Xiao: “…………”
Tan Xiao was a little surprised. Kong Xuan got angry when he didn't recognize him. Now he stood Kong Xuan up in a sarcastic way, but Kong Xuan not only didn't care, he even smiled happily. This person is really hard to understand.
Confused, Tan Xiao returned alone. Not to mention Class 2 (3), the entire teaching building had been mostly deserted, with no classrooms left with lights on.
The two ghosts were still crawling down the stairs. The two smart ones discussed with each other: "Why don't we roll down? It will be faster."
"Okay, you go first."
"..." Tan Xiao stepped on the steps beside him, holding his forehead and said, "Don't climb anymore. How did you find me?"
The two ghosts looked at each other and said cautiously, "Spiritual Witch, your name is printed on the paper. You can find it if you ask around."
Who should I ask? Of course, I should ask the ghosts. There are so many people in this business, so it is not difficult to find out about Tan Xiao. They stay in their own graves all year round, and they are considered house ghosts, but they also know some ghost neighbors.
Tan Xiao was speechless. Oh, right, he almost forgot. He forgot that his name was printed on the on-site poster.
"Then what do you want from me? You scared my classmates today, and I can't say anything to their faces." Tan Xiao looked at them and said helplessly, "You're not asking for compensation, are you? I hurt you because you picked the wrong person."
"I didn't mean to scare you, and I'm not here to claim compensation. We two also realized that we recognized the wrong person that day. Humans and ghosts are on different paths. It's our fault." The female ghost lay on the ground and spoke as gracefully as possible. They obviously still seemed to be afraid of Tan Xiao and were going to look for Tan Xiao again, but their body language was clearly a little evasive.
It was really because the shadow of the Chu witches on all sides that day was too great.
This made Tan Xiao even more confused. Why did he come to find him despite such fear?
"We are here in the hope that the spiritual master can help us solve the case." The two of them changed from crawling to kneeling, took a breath and then stood up, and shouted in a pinched tone, "Master Spiritual Master——"
The origin of wizards is that they are communicators between ghosts, gods and humans.
The two of them couldn't find Bao Qingtian, so they thought that although the witch was fierce, he didn't hurt them in the end, so they changed their thinking and asked him to make the decision, right? So they boldly came to him.
When Tan Xiao heard the tune that looked like an opera but was inappropriate, his scalp almost exploded. He said, "Stop, you two, this is not popular now. Can you stand up and talk?"
——They have been dead for a long time, and they are house ghosts. Decades are just a moment, and they really don’t know that there are so many changes in the world.
After all, in the past, even if one did not leave home for a hundred or two hundred years, the changes would not be so great.
“Okay.” The two tried to stand up, but when they lost all their strength, they said with a sad face, “We can’t stand up. Let’s just lie down. You’re cutting too hard.”
Tan Xiao: "..."
They each took out the jade slab they had been holding in their arms and pushed it in front of Tan Xiao.
Tan Xiao looked over and saw that the two jade tablets had documents written on them, each indicating the identity and time of death. The male's name was Cheng Xueying and the female's name was Wei Pusa Nu. Apart from the name and cause of death, the contents were similar, and the meaning was roughly the same:
After divination, it was decided to bury the deceased somewhere in the picturesque Yueshan Mountain. 99,990 strings of cash and 90 cents of gold and silver were given to the middleman, the land was handed over for burial, and a written agreement was made as a deposit.
These two documents show that they were clearly buried in the same place, completely overlapping, but judging from the years inscribed on them, they were buried in different eras: one was in the Song Dynasty, and the other in the Ming Dynasty.
The Bodhisattva slave changed his address and said, "Your Excellency, we have been dead for a long time and cannot find descendants to bury us. We hope that Your Excellency will show mercy and help us with this."
——The so-called tomb lawsuit is also called ghost lawsuit.
That is to say, if someone is dissatisfied in the underworld after death, or has a fight with someone in the underworld, or feels that there is a problem with the feng shui, he can ask his descendants to solve it through dreams, warnings, etc.
In layman's terms, it is a lawsuit brought by ghosts.
Tan Xiao said, "Don't call me Sir. Is this your property certificate? You sold the house twice, so you two want to sue?"
This thing is called a land purchase certificate. It has existed since ancient times and still exists in funerals today. It’s just that it may not be as convenient as the jade plate they use. It is equivalent to a real estate certificate for the underworld.
There are developers in the world of the living, and there are landlords in the underworld, too, namely gods, local land gods, and city gods. People believe that in order to build a tomb for the dead, they must write documents based on real land deeds, burn paper money, and buy land from the underground gods to obtain the right to use it.
The land purchase certificate clearly states the location of the land to avoid various land disputes and lawsuits.
The land purchase certificates of these two guys are clearly for the same address, which means they are selling the same house twice.
However, the land purchase certificate does not specify the validity period, and the chance of a piece of lucky land being chosen again after many years is very high, which means that there should be a lot of lawsuits.
Land purchase certificates are usually made in duplicate, one for the deceased to keep and one for the gods to bury, which is to keep an archive for the gods. Tan Xiao hesitated and said, "If you want to file this kind of lawsuit, you shouldn't come to me, right?"
He has only seen ghosts a few times, let alone suing a ghost.
"Old parents, we are not going to file that kind of lawsuit." Bodhisattva Slave blinked his bloody eyes and continued to address, "Nanchu has many tombs and tombs upon tombs. Just think of them as neighbors upstairs and downstairs. I think there are far fewer floors than the terrible one you have now. And you didn't reincarnate and still live together. It's also predestined."
Tan Xiao: "..."
You live in a building, right? You are quite good at self-regulation. Tan Xiao said with difficulty: "...and don't call me old parents." He knew that this was the name used to call officials in the past, which means the same as "parent official".
"What should I call you?"
"Call classmates. So if you don't sue, then what are you doing?"
"...Classmate Lingwu, one of us was buried in the Song Dynasty, and the other in the Ming Dynasty. We have lived as neighbors for hundreds of years, but we are both wandering souls in the world, unable to reincarnate. She arrived first, and I came later. Sister Bodhisattva's family has been military commanders for generations, and I also have a bad temper, and I often quarrel and get beaten. But it all came to fruition in the end..."
They all say it’s fate.
As Cheng Xueying spoke, she lowered her head shyly, and her dry face seemed to have a little more spirit.
Tan Xiao: "..."
Wow, you’re several hundred years younger than me, right?
Tan Xiao covered his head, as if he had guessed their intention. "Don't say anything. Let me guess. Are you two planning to...what's that called? Marry each other? You're screaming so badly. I thought it was going to be a big lawsuit."
When Cheng Xueying heard this, she felt even more embarrassed. She lowered her head and picked at the corner of her clothes with her hands.
Bodhisattva Nubaba watched him and saw that he was slow to speak, so he couldn't help but hit him and said, "Speak!"
Cheng Xueying was knocked crooked, and she was in no mood to be shy, so she quickly straightened up and said, "It's just as you guessed. She was screaming because she was afraid that she wouldn't be able to get a number. I hope Lingwu will be kind enough to help us find a way out. We are all wandering souls, and we can't go to the underworld to register for marriage."
When they saw Bao Gong that day, they thought he was the Justice patrolling the streets, and wanted to ask for mercy. This was a piece of cake for the Lord. They had always heard that the Justice was fair and would definitely understand them. Of course, the facts proved that they had recognized the wrong person after inquiring.
Now, if there were wizards in the mortal world to take care of it for them, it would be much easier.
Just like Mu Fei said that they had to follow the main road of the underworld because the road below was faster, some things were easier to do in the world of the living than in the underworld, and there were more opportunities.
Bodhisattva Slave also nodded and said, "All you need to do is collect our bones and rebury them in one place, and issue new documents. It's very simple."
It sounds like the process isn’t that complicated and can be completed in a day or two.
Indeed, ghost marriage is not a difficult ceremony to organize.
but……
"Simple?" Tan Xiao took a deep breath and pointed at the land purchase certificate. "One of you is from a Song Dynasty tomb, and the other is from a Ming Dynasty tomb. Do you know that I will be sentenced if I dig up your tombs?"
Bodhisattva slave, Cheng Xueying: “…………?”
The Bodhisattva slave wept, "Classmate, please, if it wasn't so long ago, we could just send a message to our descendants in their dreams. But it's been so long, and we both have no children or grandchildren, where can we send a message in our dreams?"
Tan Xiao also wanted to cry. Half an hour after school, he was still arguing with two ghosts in school. "No, it's because you two are so close that you can still date for so long before confirming your relationship. From the Song Dynasty to the feudal society, you have all died!"
Cheng Xueying said embarrassedly: "I'm slow to warm up."
"There were fights for hundreds of years." Bodhisattva Slave also said. She had dealt with wizards when she was alive. "Classmate, we can actually reward you. My father and mother buried a lot of good things with me. I have a gilded Buddha statue as tall as me..."
Cheng Xueying also said: "I have a jade disk this big, with a phoenix carved on it. I'll take it all as your reward."
"What reward? That's a national treasure." Are you kidding me? A gilded Buddha statue as tall as his own. Tan Xiao interrupted loudly, "I emphasize again that I really don't want to go to jail."
With what they said, if they dare to give it, will Tan Xiao dare to accept it? When the time comes, Tan Xiao will go and dig up the tomb, take away a few rewards, and then explain to the police that this is the reward that the tomb owner insisted on giving me?
The Tomb of the King of Chu was excavated by an official organization, and he and Mu Fei were afraid of bumping into the cultural relics while they were down there.
When Pusa Nu and Cheng Xueying heard this, they felt that Tan Xiao's opposition was so firm and obvious that they could not help but hug each other and sob again.
Tan Xiao felt sorry for them because there were very few ghosts like them who stayed in the human world. They were shorter than other ghosts. It was not because they were stunted in life, but because they stayed in the human world for too long and there were not many sacrifices.
One day, they will disappear, and then they will truly no longer exist in this world.
"Well, I'll go consult the relevant department to see if there is any way. Just tell me the address." Tan Xiao softened his heart. The relevant department he mentioned was obviously the 404 Office, but he didn't know whether the 404 Office would be willing to take over.
"Thank you, classmate. Thank you, classmate. I kowtow to you!" Cheng Xueying kowtowed twice at a speed that Tan Xiao couldn't stop her. "Please ask the court, no, the relevant departments for the news."
"...Yeah." Tan Xiao wrote down the burial place they mentioned, and compared it with the land purchase certificate, his heart was filled with excitement.
No wonder they showed up during the park performance that day. The two are buried under the forest in Yueshan Park, the largest garden in Southern Chu!
Fortunately, I didn't agree to it casually. Even if it wasn't an ancient tomb, I would have been caught by the park management if I had gone to the park and waved a small shovel.
…
Tan Xiao agreed to consult and sent Cheng Xueying and Bodhisattva away. I'm so tired. It turns out that being a real wizard is not so simple.
When I got home, Tan Chunying was lying in the yard eating fruits, all of which were bought by Tan Xiao for Peacock God. "Not bad, the grapes you bought are very sweet. You like to eat fruits recently."
Tan Xiao: "..."
It's outrageous. It has to be said that Tan Chunying is really generous. She doesn't even think that Tan Xiao is very active in offering sacrifices. Instead, she just bought some fruits and put them on the incense table.
"Yes, take more vitamins." When Tan Xiao entered the house, he saw the Peacock God counting the remaining grapes on the altar.
Seeing Tan Xiao coming back, he said with a dark face: "Your mother stole twenty-eight."
Tan Xiao: "..."
This one is even more outrageous.
Are you sure this is the son of Yuan Feng? How can you be so wealthy as to argue with me about the number of grapes per piece?
"I'll make it up tomorrow." Tan Xiao dragged his feet upstairs and noticed that Kong Que was following him. He asked him in a pretentious tone, "What happened?"
"You know what? News spreads very fast in the netherworld." Tan Xiao didn't think too much about it. "I met two ghosts... Hey, wait, let me consult an expert first."
He had taken a photo of the land purchase voucher before and sent it to Mr. Ji, asking: [Mr. Ji, can you take a look at this?]
He knew an expert on grave digging.
Mr. Ji replied quite quickly. He was still online at night. He must be working overtime. [Where did this come from? This is a five to ten-year prison sentence.]
Tan Xiao: "..."
There was also a corner of Tan Xiao's school uniform in the photo, and it was obvious that he was holding it in his hand when taking the photo. Ji Lao knew that there must be something going on, otherwise Tan Xiao would not have come to ask him openly. He was just making a naughty joke: [One is from the Ming Dynasty and the other is from the Song Dynasty, right? Xiao Tan, did you find a tomb under your house? This thing is obviously underground. ]
An expert like him can tell not only the authenticity of an item, but also whether it was used by a living person or a dead person, and can clearly tell the dynasty, period, and region even through the screen.
These two items are not only funerary objects, but also obviously of Nanchu style, so he asked whether Tan Xiao dug them up himself.
Tan Xiao directly created a group, dragged Mu Fei in, and explained the matter he wanted to consult from beginning to end, especially the demands of the two, and then said: [I told them that I have no problem with just holding the ceremony. The problem is, I can't go to the park to rob tombs, right? Please help the two of you [poor]]
Kong Xuan listened to it from the beginning and nodded with satisfaction, "Yes, the work has already begun."
He was never satisfied with the performances and peripheral sales that the Tan Xiao family was currently doing, although he knew that this was caused by the times. Now, things were starting to get back on track.
Kong Xuan said lazily: "Witches and sorcerers proclaim the will of the gods and convey the sentiments of the people."
Tan Xiao was thoughtful after hearing this. This was the job of a witch, a communicator between ghosts, gods and humans. If they hadn't met him, what would have happened to Cheng Xueying and Bodhisattva Slave? Would they have found another witch who was willing to help them?
Kong Xuan further criticized Tan Xiao, "You still don't dare to collect antiques? In the past, such things would be easily available. You have not caught up with the era of witches and sorcerers."
Tan Xiao's expression gradually changed: "It is true that it is the era of witches and sorcerers, but high returns are often accompanied by high risks, and status is also dynamic. Master, do you know how big a shadow the lesson "Ximen Bao Governs Ye" brought to my childhood when I was still a primary school student?" That was the only time he cried and shouted that he didn't want to be a witch anymore, and he especially wanted to learn how to swim. Tan Chunying explained to him for a long time that our family only dances to pray for rain, not sacrifices. However, Tan Xiao later looked at the information and found that if he couldn't pray for rain, he might be burned to death...
Kong Xuan: “…”
