FS-novel #371 - Whose elders are backing them up?
#371 - Whose elders are backing them up?
Xu Zhou, White Maiden Temple.
Pan Anshou had been waiting anxiously.
Although he had known about his son's limited lifespan for years, today was the day.
But now that he was about to get his wish, he felt even more anxious and unbearable.
He only hoped that the spirit general in golden armor could return quickly.
Return with good news.
His whole family was eagerly waiting.
But he waited and waited, and still, no one returned.
Pan Anshou was so anxious that he was scratching his heart and liver. He saw Xu Chengxian behind the high table, his eyes slightly closed, without any sign of worry. He wanted to open his mouth to ask, but he hesitated and closed his mouth again.
His eyes looked at the temple door for a while, then at the offering table, then at Xu Chengxian.
Then he looked back at the temple door.
"Old Pan, calm down," Xu Chengxian couldn't help but say.
He really couldn't stand it anymore.
This old Pan was so anxious that he looked like he was about to scratch his butt. Although he didn't say a word, he still made people feel very flustered.
"Daoist Xu, I..." Pan Anshou wanted to explain, but when the words came to his lips, he didn't know what to say.
Could he say that he wasn't anxious?
If he said that now, it would be a lie coming from his mouth.
What if it affected his son's life extension?
"I know you're anxious, but don't be anxious. It's useless to be anxious," Xu Chengxian said, expressing his understanding of Old Pan's feelings, but at the moment, the other party was a little too anxious.
"Going to the underworld to see the judge of the Yinsi is also seeing an official. You understand this matter better than I do. It won't be that fast."
"Yes, yes, yes, I understand," Pan Anshou nodded repeatedly.
But even though he said that, his two hands, clenched together because of anxiety, were still clenched tighter and tighter.
If it weren't for the wrong occasion, he would have learned from the donkey pulling the millstone and turned around in place.
Xu Chengxian glanced at him and didn't try to persuade him anymore.
Some things are just like this. When it happens to someone, no one can be calm.
What 'Mount Tai collapsing in front of you without changing your expression'?
That's because Mount Tai isn't your family's property!
If your beloved relatives and friends were inside when Mount Tai collapsed, who could be calm?
Fortunately, this torment for Pan Anshou didn't last too long.
Otherwise, the troubles he solved when he went to the toilet would all be yellowish.
Inside the hall, there was suddenly a gust of clear wind.
Then, two golden lights appeared.
"Daoist Xu!"
When there was still a small section of incense left to burn, Ding Jia returned.
"You're back?" Xu Chengxian asked with a smile, waving his horsetail whisk, "How did things go?"
"I didn't disgrace my mission!" Ding Jia replied.
"Yes, good." Xu Chengxian nodded. In fact, as soon as he saw the smile on Ding Jia's face, he knew that the matter must have been settled.
At least, the lifespan could be extended by ten years.
"Good, good!" Pan Anshou saw the expressions of the two and his heart was half relieved.
But still half of his heart was hanging.
For nothing else, just for his youngest son's lifespan, he didn't know how much it could be extended.
Xu Chengxian had told him before that as long as the judge put his pen to it, it would be at least ten years.
But ten years, what could ten years do?
"My son originally only had fourteen years of life, even if you add ten years, he will only have twenty-four years to live!" Pan Anshou thought anxiously in his heart, "That's just reaching adulthood!"
At this moment, he only hoped that Ding Jia could give him a satisfactory number of years.
Ten years was too little.
"Twenty years, thirty years, forty years wouldn't be too much!"
He hoped in his heart but dared not speak, only quietly listening to Xu Chengxian asking Ding Jia: "How many years of lifespan did the judge of the Yinlu Division add to the young master?"
As soon as these words came out, several pairs of eyes looked at Ding Jia.
"Reporting, sir, the judge originally wanted to give ten years of lifespan," Ding Jia said, cupping his fist.
"Only give ten years?" Before Xu Chengxian could speak, Pan Anshou couldn't help but sigh.
"Sir! Don't make a sound!" His wife persuaded, "What the spirit general said was that he originally wanted to give ten years, this..."
"Originally?!" Pan Anshou was shocked, "Doesn't that mean that even ten years weren't given?"
Xu Chengxian looked at Ding Jia.
"Sir, please listen! It's not what Governor Pan said!" Ding Jia quickly said, "The judge accepted your talisman and the gold ingots that were sent, and gave ten years of lifespan, and asked us to leave."
"But before we left, he called us back and added fifty years of lifespan again!"
"Fifty years!"
"Fifty years?"
Governor Pan and Madam Pan were overjoyed.
The young master of the Pan family was even more clever, and called out: "Dad! Mom! It's ten years, plus fifty years, so..."
"So it's sixty years!"
"Sixty years of lifespan!"
"My son has sixty years of lifespan to live!"
"No! It's fourteen years plus sixty years!" Madam Pan couldn't help but cry with joy, saying, "My son, my son can live to be seventy-four years old!"
It is rare to live to seventy years old!
Originally, they only hoped to live to the age of sixty.
Now, there was such a great happy event!
"Son! Kowtow to Daoist Xu!" Madam Pan pressed her son's head, asking him to kowtow to Xu Chengxian.
The young master of the Pan family didn't need her to press him, he had already knelt down and solemnly kowtowed to Xu Chengxian to thank him.
Pan Anshou also bowed deeply to Xu Chengxian, giving a big salute.
If it weren't for the court not allowing officials to kneel to people outside the world, he would definitely have kowtowed to Daoist Xu.
"No need, no need," Xu Chengxian waved his hand repeatedly, and said, "Now that things have been settled, you should go back to your mansion first."
"Daoist Xu..." Pan Anshou wanted to say something to express his sincere gratitude, but Xu Chengxian stopped him with a wave of his hand.
"I don't need these worldly rituals here, go back and rest. Remember to prepare paper money and gold ingots starting tomorrow, and bring them to the City God and the Land God another day."
He said.
The benefits for the little ghost under the City God's seat had not yet been given.
In addition, the City God must also know about this matter, and all the necessary courtesies must be paid.
Otherwise, if you ask the judge to do something, and the City God wants to verify it, it will also be troublesome.
It doesn't hurt to be courteous, don't cause trouble.
Pan Anshou nodded repeatedly, and then bid farewell and left with his wife.
He could see that Daoist Xu had something to ask the golden-armored spirit general, and wanted them to avoid it.
Anyway, his son's matter had been settled, and they, the mortals who were rolling around in the mortal world, should not know too much about the matters between these cultivators.
"Ding Jia, tell me in detail what happened." As soon as Pan Anshou left, Xu Chengxian asked. "Why did the judge suddenly give fifty years of lifespan again?"
"Reporting, sir, I spent a tael of silver and inquired with the ghost messenger." Ding Jia said, "I heard that a few days ago, a strange decree from the heavens was passed down."
"How strange?" Xu Chengxian raised his eyebrows.
"Sir, the original text of the decree was to inform the judges and ghost messengers of the underworld that whenever they see the talisman of their family's descendants, they must do their best to help."
Ding Jia respectfully bowed to Xu Chengxian, "If there are any who make things difficult, they should be careful of being beaten on their doorstep."
"So domineering?" Xu Chengxian was quite surprised.
Ding Jia didn't respond. The spirit general beside him thought to himself, Daoist Xu is really good at pretending. Isn't this your elders coming to support you?
What an enviable background!