Chapter 6

Before going to bed, Mu Yu went to say goodnight to his master as usual, but he was stunned when he approached the altar:

　　How many peaches can I have when I am this big?!

　　The deceased will only absorb the essence of the offerings. After enjoying them, the appearance of the offerings will remain unchanged, but the spiritual energy will be gone, and they will taste like chewing wax.

　　But now?

　　It looked like the peaches had been there for ten years.

　　what's the situation?

　　Mu Yu blinked and suddenly felt heartbroken.

　　Master, Master, how come you are so hungry after just one day of not seeing you?!

Mu Yu sniffed, and with red eyes, he fetched a few more peaches and put them on the table, choking with sobs:

　　"Eat, Master, eat. I've made some money, a full thirty thousand. I can afford it now... Are three enough? Never mind. I'll give you six."

　　Master was such a strong person when he was alive, and he died clean and dignified, but who could have thought that at the last moment, in the afterlife, he would...

　　well!

　　It turns out that I am not filial enough and the money I burned was too little.

　　After all, an eggplant costs 95,000 yuan, so he must have spent all his previous money...

Mu Yu wiped the corners of his eyes, changed the incense and candles, and took out the previously made meat jerky, fish fillets, air-dried chicken and duck, and bacon from the refrigerator. He packed them all into a large plate and placed them respectfully on the altar.

　　I might as well drag over all the gold ingots that I folded a few days ago and burn them.

　　There are still a few days until the anniversary, so I can just fold it later.

　　No matter how hard it is, we can't let the old man suffer.

　　The gold ingots were burning fiercely in the copper basin, and the familiar smell of paper ash filled the air. Mu Yu watched the green smoke rising into the sky, mixing with the white mist from the three incense sticks, and disappearing in mid-air.

　　He was stunned.

　　How much desire does this have to have?!

what's the situation?

　　The old man didn't even tell me what was missing or how much. I had no idea and I was so anxious!

　　correct!

　　Thinking of this, Mu Yu remembered someone.

　　That year, his master was preparing a wedding banquet for someone. When it was almost over, a Taoist priest suddenly came into the kitchen. His hair was disheveled and his robe was tattered. As soon as he saw him, he smiled and asked, "Do you have any food?"

　　The master saw that although he was dressed in rags, his eyes were clear and his steps were light, so he thought he might be a master. Moreover, it was not right to chase someone away on such a happy occasion, so he prepared a large bowl of rice for him.

　　The Taoist priest finished his meal in a flash, sucked a mushy pig tail, wiped his mouth, and said seriously: "Although I have no money, I won't eat your food for free. So, let me tell you a fortune."

　　After saying this, he half-closed his eyes and did some calculations, and then was beaten by his master.

　　Here's what he said:

　　"Your fate is not good, but not too bad. You will have a good son to take care of you, and you will die without any illness."

　　The master was very upset at that time.

Bullshit!

　　I don't even have a wife, where can I get a beautiful child?

　　It's not a good thing to hear.

　　As a result, three days later, he found Mu yu.

　　On the hundredth day of herding fish, the wild Taoist priest came again, still smiling, shaking his head and saying unpleasant words like last time:

　　"This child is good, but he is destined to be an orphan, without a father, mother, or children."

　　Master: "…"

　　This is fucking good?

　　Anyway, since then, the wild Taoist priest would occasionally come to Cannes to seek food from the two of us.

　　The last time we saw each other was at the old man's funeral.

　　Although the wild Taoist priest looked strange, he knew a lot of strange things, and the peach wood sword was also given by him.

　　In Mu Yu's heart, he was almost like half a division commander.

　　Mu Yu hesitated for a moment and then called Ye Taoist, but was told that he was out of service area.

　　I wonder which deep mountain or old forest he has gone to now.

　　With no other options, Mu Yu typed a text message and sent it to report the situation.

　　When there is a signal, the wild Taoist priest will be able to see it.

　　After offering sacrifices once more, Mu Yu returned to his room to sleep, feeling full of guilt and regret.

　　I was still thinking about it in my dream. I will buy more meat tomorrow and add a bowl of stewed fish. I want it to be braised. My master likes it.

　　It was late at night and it was quiet outside, with only the occasional chirping of insects.

　　A tall figure suddenly appeared in front of the altar.

　　He was wearing bloodstained armor, with several black and red arrows piercing through his body. There were even a few faint golden lights mixed in with the rolling black murderous aura.

　　If Taoist Ye was present, he would definitely exclaim:

　　Those who have golden light must have done great merits during their lifetime.

　　He blinked very slowly, and his dull expression gradually relaxed, and even became more lively.

　　Phew, I haven't enjoyed such a rich incense for a long time.

　　His memory of the past was already fragmentary, he only vaguely remembered that he seemed to be at war.

The battle was brutal, he was the commander, leading the troops, and then... he died.

　　So, who am I?

　　Who offers sacrifices?

　　He slowly raised his head and met a wrinkled old face in the frame... Who are you?

　　At the same time, the underworld.

　　Unlike the dazzling fireworks in the world of the living, everything here is gray.

　　The gray sky, the gray earth, and between the gray sky and earth, there is always a layer of gray fog that will never dissipate.

　　Countless undead souls flowed in from several passages, moving forward in a black mass with no end in sight.

　　A young girl squatted on the ground, hugged her knees and cried sadly, "Wow, I'm going to die, I'm going to die!"

　　Zhang Chang, who was passing by, heard this and kindly went over to push her,

"Sister, you are already dead."

The girl's crying suddenly stopped, and then suddenly rose to a higher pitch, "I'm going to die, I'm going to die!"

　　Although she cried really sadly, Zhang Chang somehow found it very funny and simply squatted down beside her. "She's already dead, what else is there to worry about?"

　　The girl sobbed loudly, "You don't understand."

　　Zhang Chang couldn't hold back when he heard this. "I don't like to hear this. Tell me what's wrong with you. I'll give you some advice."

　　The girl looked up from between her arms and saw that it was a man in his 40s, plump and smiling, who seemed quite kind.

He also wore a black and white camouflage armband on his arm with a few big words written on it: "Traffic Control".

　　China has a large population, and many people die. However, in the past ten or twenty years, fewer people have been reincarnated, so the number of lingering ghosts is increasing, and chaos is inevitable.

　　In order to maintain order, the underworld will occasionally recruit volunteer ghosts.

　　Although there are no substantial benefits such as salary, it is counted as merit and can lead to appropriate preferential treatment when returning to the world of the living or reincarnated later.

　　Ever since he met his wife last time, Zhang Chang suddenly was no longer in a hurry to reincarnate.

Since we have to wait anyway, we might as well wait a few more decades for our wife and children to come down together and pass away as a family.

　　So Zhang Chang found a few senior veterans who were at the banquet that night, and after several contacts, he finally got an armband.

　　It's a public service ghost, the little girl is relieved.

　　"...I, I, I just died, wuwu, actually, actually it was nothing, I have a heart disease, I knew this day would come, I told my bestie at the beginning, don't be sad if I die, wuwu, put a bunch of yellow roses in front of my tombstone on my death anniversary, I like yellow roses the most wuwu...but, but I didn't expect to die so early, so quickly, without any time to prepare, without any signs, my eyes went dark, my chest ached, and I'm here!"

　　Zhang Chang couldn't help but urge the girl, "Doesn't this sound good? If you're in a hurry, be in a hurry. I'm in a hurry to come down too. This will happen sooner or later. It's better to suffer a short pain than a long one."

　　The girl simply covered her face and burst into tears.

　　"But I left in such a hurry that I didn't prepare anything. I didn't even have time to delete the pornographic books, the resources, text documents, and browsing history on my computer... When they return the computer to my parents, or recycle it to someone else, how can they face me..."

Woohoo, her source of happiness!

　　Zhang Chang hissed.

　　I looked at her princess-cut hair and silk dress again and again, thinking that you looked quiet and shy, but I didn't expect that you had such wild hobbies!

　　Zhang Chang's greatest strength is that he is very considerate of others. He smacked his lips, nodded and said:

　　"Yes, that's true. A married man like me is shameless and doesn't care about these things. If you are a young girl, if the news gets out, it will have a bad impact if people are not open-minded."

　　"Right?" Seeing that her concerns were acknowledged, the little girl didn't know whether to be happy or sad.

　　In fact, when she was being rescued after her death, her soul once left her body. She tried her best to tell her best friend, but the other party could not hear her or see her existence at all.

Then, he was dragged here by the messenger from the underworld.

　　"What shall I do?"

　　If she hadn't had tears, she could have floated herself.

　　Zhang Chang scratched his chin. "If you just want to pass on a message to the people in the mortal world, there really is someone who can do it for you..."

　　*****

　　After seeing the portrait in the frame clearly, the man in armor realized that he might have robbed someone else's offering, and his mood suddenly became very complicated.

　　In the past, he led his troops to fight without causing any harm, but now that he is dead, has he fallen to the point of stealing the incense from the common people? !

　　His eyes passed over those beautiful big peaches and paused for a moment, but he immediately forced his eyes away.

　　Anyone who takes something without asking is a thief, and he should always give an explanation.

　　At this moment, he suddenly felt two similar auras approaching outside the door, and then, rhythmic knocks on the door sounded:

　　"Master Xiaomu~"

　　Boom boom boom!

　　"Master Xiaomu~"

　　Boom boom boom!

　　Zhang Chang was still assuring the girl, "Don't worry, although Master Xiaomu is young, he has great business skills. Wait a minute..."

　　As he was speaking, he saw the girl's expression of mixed anticipation and excitement suddenly freeze, and she stared at the front of him as if she had seen a monster.

　　A heavy feeling of oppression accompanied by a strong murderous aura rolled over, piercing Zhang Chang's entire body.

　　He turned his head with a groan and met the eyes of a cold, grim face covered in blood.

　　Ghosts have no five senses, but at this moment, Zhang Chang could clearly feel the level of suppression coming from his soul.

　　Silence.

　　Silence is the joyful home tonight.

The armored man who was planning to find out the news frowned slightly.

　　Can't understand.

　　This small action seemed to be the key to break the silence, and the girl ghost suddenly screamed, "Oh my god!"

　　Then he tumbled down the stairs, fell twice, and disappeared in a puff of smoke.

　　Woo woo woo, it's so scary, it's so scary!

Startled by the girl, Zhang Chang came to his senses and ran after her without a trace.

　　The armored man who was left behind: "..."

　　He looked down at his clothes, and with a moment of concentration, the blood and arrows disappeared completely along with the evil spirit.

　　He passed through the wall and entered the room again, looking at the furnishings inside.

　　What exactly does the owner of this house do?

Why are there two ghosts coming to my door late at night?