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The burial went smoothly without any disturbances. This was the first funeral that Ji Mo independently presided over, but it was not the last.

The life in the small mountain village is peaceful and stable. It has been many years, and I have never seen any major incidents. This is certainly because the imperial court's control is good. On the other hand, it seems to confirm the arrival of a prosperous age. After 20 years, Ji Mo saw the wealthy family come back again.

This time, the master of the family is no longer the rich man of the past, but has become his son, and he came back to help the coffin for burial.

"It's a disease that died, and the fallen leaves return to their roots, so I have to come back and bury them."

The son of a rich man has the same problem as him. He doesn't trust the local grave keeper, but trusts the Taoist priest he hired at a high price.

This Taoist is not the same Taoist back then, but he has something to do with that, brother.

Compared with the arrogance of the Taoist at the beginning, this Taoist is much more approachable. When Ji Mo talked with him, he also brought up this topic, to the effect that he thought he would be very arrogant, but he did not expect to be easy to get along with.

"It's not what my senior brother said. He was almost slapped in the face when he went to a small mountain village. An unknown tomb guard disciple in that village knew so much that he never dared to underestimate others. Tell me, there are people outside of people, and there is sky outside the sky, be careful that one day you meet, you will lose face."

The Taoist laughed and spoke very frankly.

Ji Mo listened, as if he intended to remind, but also as if he wanted to "recognize relatives", "I am afraid that the small mountain village your senior brother mentioned is here. Didn't he tell you about it? Years ago, I talked with him about burials." .”

"...Ah—ah, that's it. He didn't say anything. I didn't see him when I came out this time. I just heard a message from him. It's an old business. There's no need to be a father or a son."

The Taoist was stunned for a moment, his face remained unchanged, and soon he laughed again, the cheerfulness in his words was still there.

Ji Mo also smiled, there are countless rich people in this world, such as Taoists and others who specialize in eating this bowl of rice, they must remember a few old customers, who had a pleasant cooperation last time, as long as the latter one does not suddenly If you turn into poverty, you must still have to deal with it.

He didn't even think about robbing business. In terms of reputation, he really couldn't rob him. Besides, there were no tomb guards to show off outside, insisting on saying how good his family's burial knowledge is. "of.

The Taoist is easy-going, and he doesn't want to lose airs in front of clients, so he keeps his words upright. In front of Ji Mo, he is probably half of his peers, and he has a familiar relationship with his seniors, so he talks a lot more.

From his mouth, Ji Mo heard the vastness of this world. Taoists don't specialize in burial knowledge, but they have dabbled in this area and are trusted by others. Therefore, this business, which was originally regarded as a side door, has gradually developed into a It's a big business, if people really come to seek it, they won't refuse people thousands of miles away.

This is not unexpected. Ji Mo has long discovered that ancient monks and Taoists are not the kind who would be ashamed to talk about money. Life is always inseparable from firewood, rice, oil and salt. These things must be bought with money Come, so, you have to live a good life before you can cultivate the principles you want to cultivate. There is always nothing wrong with this one.

Monks can still ask for alms, but Taoists can only make a living by themselves, which includes growing their own vegetables and expanding their business.

"If you don't do this one day, go outside for a walk. Our Purple Cloud Temple is also very famous."

Like a Taoist salesman, he told Ji Mo that Ziyun Temple was good, and on his old face, he blinked playfully, as if implying that Ji Mo could worship Ziyun Temple.

Ji Mo smiled, compared to that immortal Taoist, this junior is really much more lively, adding a bit of worldliness.

The rich family has money, and things are easy to do if they have money. They dug the tomb quickly. According to the instructions of the Taoist, there is no Feng Shui saying. The two adjacent tombs can clearly see that the grandparents have come. The difference in size can also be seen from the tombstone, it is the grandfather covering the grandson.

There is nothing dissatisfied with the eldest and young master who has become a master. The word filial piety comes first. Although the father is closer than the ancestor who had a tombstone when he knew him, but there must be a big or small avoidance in terms of seniority. Still, this place is too small, which affects the young master's deep love for his father.

Later, when the Taoist was about to leave, Ji Mo asked him if the mountain was full of burials, where else could he be buried.

Maybe the friendship during this period was good. After the Taoist got the fee he gave, he really showed it to the helper, gave him an accurate word, circled a nearby place, and said: "This is also possible, just right The breath is connected, which means that the same breath is connected."

"Thank you."

Ji Mo thanked him, and also wrote down the place Ziyun Temple.

Later, Ji Mo told the newly appointed patriarch that he would prepare an apprentice.

"Are you in such a hurry?"

The new patriarch was a little outspoken, looking at Ji Mo's appearance, he always felt that the other party could wait another 20 years before considering the matter of accepting apprentices.

"Don't be in a hurry. Many things need to be taught slowly. If there is one thing missing, I'm afraid I won't be able to deal with it in the future. It's better to find someone to take over as early as possible."

Ji Mo's requirements for his disciples are not high, don't want the kind of baby who can't live without people, just look like a year old, poor people, this age also has the ability to take care of themselves, and what's more, they just know the way out after learning.

Tomb keeper may not sound good, and will be tabooed by many people, but it is useful. Guarding the grave means guarding food and drink, and you don't have to worry about it for the rest of your life.

This should be regarded as an iron rice bowl.

The new patriarch thought it made sense. He still knew about Ji Mo. He knew that Ji Mo followed the previous generation of tomb guards. He had learned for at least twenty years before he took over some things seriously. Hurry up.

The new disciple arrived soon. It was a child without a real father. There was only a sick widowed mother who could not hold on any longer. The child was taciturn. When he came to Ji Mo, he knelt down He kowtowed and called "Master" very seriously.

Ji Mo helped him up, and that night, he took him to see the traces of the grave robbers.

In the mountain village, there is a news that spreads quickly, and many people know that there are good things buried in the rich family's funeral, and someone will definitely come.

Time seems to have returned to the past, when Ge Shan took Ji Mo to watch and learn these things, and now he takes his younger disciples to watch and learn these things, the difference is that the younger disciples have big skeletons, He looks thin and tall, but he is not very slender. He is really not a person who can enter a burglar's hole.

Fortunately, Ji Mo was not that cruel. After discovering the traces, he reported to the patriarch and led people to squat nearby, but after two days of squatting, he directly caught those people when they were digging holes.

How to deal with it afterwards, he handed it over to the patriarch, and at the same time told the patriarch and the younger disciples how Ge Shan was dealt with in the past.

"It stands to reason that tomb robbers are the nemesis of our grave guards. They should kill each one they see, just like seeing pests in the field..."

"But Master can't do it?"

The little disciple was young, but he was really cold and cold, and he directly understood what Ji Mo wanted to say, so he asked.

"can say that."

Ji Mo didn't want to say that these tomb robbers were forced by poverty, and that so many poor people became thieves without seeing them. Therefore, although they may have difficulties, the most likely thing is that they like to get something for nothing, but these are not the reasons for his crime .

It's just a ridiculous thing that doesn't suit this era, so he simply didn't say it. The truth that human life is precious is often incomprehensible to people.

Without waiting for the young disciple to leave the teacher, he followed Ji Mo to hold a funeral. It was his mother's funeral. The widowed mother, perhaps seeing that her son had a future and no longer needed to worry about herself, broke her heart, and unexpectedly He died not long after.

After the funeral, the little disciple moved in with Ji Mo, just like Ji Mo back then, taking care of all the chores in the yard. Ji Mo told him how to make a living in the future, where the things in the yard are, To patrol the cemetery every night Yun Yun...

When the young disciple was 15 years old, Ji Mo's professional knowledge points had reached [-], and there was no other place to practice the theory and practice, so he could only spend time day by day, guarding the tomb.Because the exam can be taken at any time, he asked the young disciple, randomly found two questions, and tested him. The result was gratifying, and he mastered them all.

There is no teacher who is unwilling to see good students, Ji Mo smiled, thinking that he might be able to take the exam with peace of mind.

"In the future, it's all up to you. You guard the tomb, even if you guard your job, and you don't have to guard your life without getting married. If you don't want to guard it, teach a disciple early and leave everything to him. You can do whatever you want I can do it..."

Ji Mo didn't say it to death. He hasn't seen any natural disasters during the years of guarding the tomb. It may not be so when the young disciple guards the tomb. At that time, it is not necessary to tie the living to death on these tombs. That would be pedantic .

"What does Master want to do?"

The little disciple quickly understood what Ji Mo meant and asked directly.

He has been direct since he was a child, either reticent, or more or less offensively blunt.

"I want it, a good grade, a good grade that will last forever."

Wanting a good grade is not only that, he still wants to go home, but this "want" is too far away, it's hard to say, and it can't be said, and most of the time it can only be pressed in the bottom of his heart, like a dream. Holding a hope that can never be touched, even looking at it, you will feel that every day is looking forward to.

Long loneliness, why not lonely?Because his heart has never been empty, full, either satisfied with his skills, or looking forward to returning home.

"Famous forever?"

"Yeah, we must let people in the millennium know that there are grave guards like us - guarding a piece of civilization, a skill, a piece of history..."