Chapter 146 Chapter 146
Who should I take with me? Yun Tutu didn't understand why she had to decide this herself. "It's still the leader who has the final say. I will follow his instructions."

Wu Haojun looked at Zhang Yaowen and the others, "This is a spiritual plane, the three of you should discuss it."

Zhang Yaowen immediately said, "I won't participate this time. I haven't even finished my report yet."

Chen Yuxi, "Zhang Yang, are you scared?"

Zhang Yang: "To be honest, I'm a little scared, but I think I can overcome it."

Chen Yuxi, "Then let Zhang Yang go. I believe she can overcome it. I'm not mentally prepared yet."

Chen Yuxi heard a lot of supernatural stories when she was a child. In her mind, those ghosts are more terrifying than those cartilaginous animals.

As people reach middle age, they seem to become more and more timid.

After years of outdoor training, she is no longer afraid of cartilaginous animals, let alone ghosts. Even when watching a movie, she is afraid that she will scream even though she knows it is fake. She went back to watching more horror movies to see if she can cure this problem.

Zhang Yang was both nervous and excited about meeting Ah Piao. "Thank you, Sister Chen, for letting me meet you. I'll bring you some local specialties when the time comes."

Chen Yuxi: “…” That’s not necessary.

After the personnel were decided and the items were ready, Yun Tutu rearranged the trunk, where the takeouts that had been ordered were still there. He then went back to the living room and loaded up all the snacks that had been bought previously.

She just looked at the storage ring and really didn't know when these things were prepared. There were so many paper products, everything from mountains of gold and silver to little ghost toys. It would take several days and nights to burn all these things.

I'm afraid I won't be back so soon this time, so Yun Tutu can only ask Chen Yuxi and others to help take care of her family. If she can't come back, please ask them to send her on the plane.

After making sure nothing was left out and preparing to board the car, Yun Tutu stopped again and asked Wu Haojun, "Uncle Wu, didn't I bring back the lightning-struck wood before? Can I take it with me this time? I always feel that it might be more suitable for that plane."

It’s better to be prepared. If it doesn’t work, bring it back.

Wu Haojun, "Of course you can. I'll have someone get it right away."

They would keep a record of every item they brought back. For example, they had asked several Taoist priests to look at the lightning-struck wood. There were no evil spirits in their world, so it was just an ordinary item. If it could be exchanged for a few more talisman papers, it would be worth it.

The item was brought in quickly, a palm-sized piece of wood placed in an exquisite box.

Yun Tutu took it and put it directly in front of the car. Seeing that Zhang Yang was already sitting in the passenger seat, he waved to everyone. A white light flashed, and then the plane changed.

"We're here," he looked at the small mountain village ahead, which was completely covered in sunlight, "Is this a spiritual plane?"

Such a quiet and warm mountain village, if it were located near the city, would definitely be a great tourist and leisure destination.

"It shouldn't be wrong," Yun Tutu looked at the screen in front of him. The location was here, and it should be not far away.

Driving towards the village, I guessed from the attire of the ghost kings and Taoist priests that this was also a modern dimension. There were not only mud houses, but also cement houses. There were vegetable plots in front of and behind the houses, and the rice in the paddy fields was full of heavy ears of rice.

My heart was beating fast, wondering if I had gone to the wrong dimension.
"How could I possibly make such a low-level mistake?" Song Song said with dissatisfaction, "It's broad daylight now, of course the ghosts won't come out."

Yuntutu, "Looking at this village, it should be a place where people have lived for a long time. Aren't they afraid at night?" "What's there to be afraid of? Everyone has ancestors to protect them. Do you think there will be no cause and effect when ghosts hurt people?"

Yuntutu, "..."

But this village is so strange. Why is there no one here in broad daylight?
If the vegetables hadn’t grown so juicy and hadn’t had water droplets on them, Yun Tutu would have thought this was a deserted village.

This weird scene made Zhang Yang a little nervous. "Tutu, this village seems to be fine, but it also seems to have a big problem. I'm getting goosebumps."

Knowing what he was about to face, Zhang Yang was on edge. Tutu had also said in a previous chat that as long as they got through that short period of fear, it wouldn't be that scary.

"The place is correct, let's find the Taoist priest first." Taoist priest Shifang didn't seem very reliable, but he could draw talismans.

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Heping Village Ancestral Hall

Taoist Master Shifang explained it several times, but these people still didn't let him go.

"Ping An, our ancestors have said that as long as you get them a villa and a luxury car, you will be a great contributor to our entire village. When you enter the ancestral hall, your tablet will be placed behind the ancestors."

The village chief Zhu Jianxi asked all the villagers to be quiet, took out a bank card, and said to Taoist Shifang, "I know your rules, and I won't let you suffer any loss."

Taoist Master Shifang, "It's not that I don't want to help you, but I have nothing right now, how can I agree?"

Zhu Jianxi, "Zhu Ping'an, don't think that you can break away from this family now that you are a Taoist priest. You can help other ghost kings to settle down and start a career, so why can't you help our ancestors?
Only when their lives are better can they better bless our village.

Or are you still holding a grudge against the village for not helping your family?"

Taoist Priest Shifang never expected that he would find that his parents' souls were missing when he just came back to sweep the graves. He had finally found a good family and was ready to have his parents reincarnated, but he didn't want to make any mistakes at this juncture.

"Ping An," the white-haired old lady walked in front of her with a cane, "Second Aunt is not trying to take advantage of her age. Life was so hard back then. We had to tighten our belts to support our families. Your parents are in poor health, and you have suffered a lot, but it's not easy for any family..."

Taoist Master Shifang really didn’t hold a grudge against everyone. They used to greet each other when they met. I don’t know why, but this time when they came back, everyone harbored the greatest malice, “Second Aunt, what happened back then is a long time ago, and my parents have passed away, so don’t mention it anymore.

My parents are in poor health and cannot support the family. It's fate. Although I have become a monk, I have helped the village a lot over the years.

If you really want to put the blame on me, I will admit it."

As long as his parents' graves are here, Taoist Shifang doesn't want to offend the villagers.

The ancestors of the Zhu family had looked for him a long time ago, but he didn't have those paper villas.

I don’t know why, but there is obviously no difference between the paper villa and those paper tributes. They are more exquisite than those sent by Yuntutu, but once they are burned, they are just a pile of ashes, and there is no way that the underworld can receive them.

He made many attempts afterwards, even using various spells, but he was unable to materialize in the underworld.

But the bad thing is that those ghost kings and that group of wronged ghosts, when they get the good stuff, they show off everywhere, and those things are named after them, so others can't snatch them away. They are fearless, but it really makes him suffer.