Wow, she's having a lot of fun! She can control the cycle of life and death

"Brother Xiao, I feel very uncomfortable, cough..."

Liang Wan pushed the servant away and took two steps weakly.

Teng Xiao on the other end of the phone frowned, "What's wrong? Are you feeling uncomfortable?"

"I saw Chi Da, and when I looked at her face, I vomited blood. I feel very weak now." Liang Wan told the truth.

Teng Xiao was silent.

"Brother Xiao, the last time my brother-in-law went to Kyoto, was it because he spied on Chi Da's face that he stayed in bed sick?"

"The second brother didn't tell me in detail. Have you had lunch?"

"No. Brother Xiao, they locked me out alone."

"Your brother's family locked you out alone?"

"Ah."

"I'll have someone pick you up."

"it is good."

Teng Xiao hung up the phone, and his slightly narrowed eyelids trembled.

Of course he knew that Teng Han came back seriously injured last time because he tried to find out Chi Da's fate and because he was so angry with Chi Da that he suffered a psychological attack.

He deliberately didn't tell Liang Wan.

He just wanted to see if it was really impossible to spy on Chi Da.

Although he had seen Chi Da's face many times on the hot search headlines, he resisted the urge to peek.

Now that he heard Liang Wan personally confirm that he could not tell Chi Da's fate, he naturally would not confront Chi Da head-on.

After a full ten minutes, Chi Da, Chi Jiang and Chi Yete had stacked a large table full of gold ingots.

"Are you guys done? I'm so hungry. Have you finished telling me your whole heart?" Chi Da's stomach growled in agreement.

Liang family: "..."

Turning his head, his eyes passed Chi Da and saw a table piled with gold ingots made of ghost paper.

"Okay, okay, we're done." After being stunned for a moment, the head of the Liang family pushed his glasses on the bridge of his nose.

Chi Da stood up and walked over, "I will continue to get straight to the point.

Liang Jingyu, this is your fate. Don't blame the heaven, the earth, or your bad luck.

You should be thankful that you still have the opportunity to come back and say goodbye to your family, and thank me."

Fu Jin bowed deeply to Chi Da politely, "Thank you."

Chi Da nodded, "Fu Jin, your soul has been refined and demonized, and it is not easy to repair your soul.

Your soul has the spiritual energy left by the fox fairy and me after restoration. It is no longer an ordinary ghost.

There are two paths now.

The first one is to go to the underworld, spend your life as a ghost peacefully, and then queue up to enter the cycle of reincarnation according to the normal rules of the underworld.

Second, I will arrange for you to be the ghost ferryman.

To guide ghosts literally means to lead wandering ghosts onto the right path, or to assist them in fulfilling their unfulfilled wishes, or to persuade them to let go of their obsessions.

To put it more clearly, I want you to cultivate the way of ghosts and I don’t want you to waste the spiritual energy in your soul.”

“Reincarnation is exhausting. My dream ended before it was realized. It’s really sad.

I will practice the way of ghosts, and I can come back to visit my parents outside the yard on weekdays."

Fu Jin sighed, feeling helpless.

"it is good."

Chi Da placed his palm at Fu Jin's brow and moved it downwards. Fu Jin's appearance changed instantly.

He regained his cute, clean and handsome appearance as a trainee before his death.

A scroll and a brush appeared in Chi Da's hand. "Sign."

“…No ink…”

"Sign with your ghost blood, just in case you become too carried away with your practice of Taoism and lose your mind.

Once you become too arrogant, get involved in evil ways, and do something bad, I will execute you immediately."

"How do you get blood?"

Chi Da's fingertips lightly scratched Fu Jin's finger, and ghost blood oozed out.

Fu Jin felt no pain, so he picked up the pen and dipped it in his own ghost blood.

"Liang Jingyu, Fu Jin, sign both names."

"it is good."

Fu Jin signed his name and put his stamp on it.

The scroll rolled up automatically, passed through Fu Jin's ghost body, then spun above Fu Jin's head three times, and finally returned to Chi Da's hand.

"You will continue to use the stage name Fu Jin from now on. You have officially entered the path of ghost cultivation."

Fu Jin suddenly felt the changes in his soul, as if he had gained more power.

"Fu Jin, come here, call me boss."

"Boss?"

"Eh~"

【Hahaha. 】

Chi Da listened to Yue Er, his starry eyes narrowed with a slight smile, "From now on, you should practice the Dao of saving ghosts in your local area, and don't go to other places to steal the business of other ghost practitioners."

Fu Jin shrugged, "Understood, Boss!"

Chi Da sneered.

Fu Jin also smiled, completely losing the sadness he had just felt when he was pouring out his heart to his family.

The Liang family was staring blankly, their eyes were opened, and they were still buffering...

"Master Liang, Madam Liang, can you give me and my two brothers a meal? I'm really hungry."

"Here, here, I've prepared lunch for you. Please follow me to the restaurant for dinner." The head of the Liang family was a little excited after he came to his senses.

His youngest son had made great progress. Although he died early, he still found a way out in the underworld.

Liang Yuquan opened the door, "Miss Chi, two gentlemen Chi, please come in."

Chi Da nodded, "Yes. My brother and I just made a lot of gold ingots for Fu Jin. Come and burn them all after you finish your meal."

"good good good good."

"Fu Jin, you should stay at home for the time being. You should be frugal with all the gold ingots you have in the underworld."

"Okay, I understand."

"Once your body is cremated and buried, it's time to get down to business."

"I see. Thanks for the heads up, boss."

Fu Jin bowed deeply to Chi Da again.

A green light emerged from Fu Jin's soul and penetrated into Chi Da's body.

"Xiao Yu, we are going to have lunch. You...are you going to eat what's on the altar?" Mrs. Liang wiped the tears from her face.

Fu Jin glanced at the food on the altar and shook his head, "It doesn't taste good. I don't want to eat it."

Liang family: "..."

Okay, Xiaoyu has always been picky.

This altar is also arranged according to funeral customs, alas!

Chi Da held six incense sticks in his hand. "Brother Liang, Sister Liang, come on, light three sticks each."

"it is good."

Liang Yuquan and Liang Jiejing both followed Chi Da's instructions and lit incense in front of Fu Jin's portrait.

Smoke rose up, surrounding Fu Jin's soul.

"Hmm, it smells good." Fu Jin closed his eyes, enjoying the energy brought by the high-quality incense.

"Just stay here and enjoy yourself. We are going to eat."

When I walked out of the mourning hall, I saw Liang Wan kneeling down on her knees without her control.

The sound of "plop" startled the Liang family.

"sister."

The head of the Liang family walked over quickly.

[Oh my, I can't bear it anymore, it's going to burst. 】

[An ordinary person wants to spy on my fate! ]

[You really don't know your own limits. ]

Chi Da shook his head and followed Liang Yuquan and Liang Jiejing towards the restaurant.

"Miss Chi, gentlemen, please take your seats." Liang Yuquan was polite and gentlemanly.

"well, thanks."

Liang Wan was helped by the head of the Liang family to sit in the living room. She refused to go to the restaurant with him for dinner because she looked very embarrassed and pale.

She realized that she couldn't get too close to Chi Da now.

Just now, when the door of the mourning hall opened and Chi Da walked out, she felt an invisible force hit her hard, causing her to kneel down completely powerless.

She still feels like she's dying.

The Liang family wanted to send her to the hospital, but she refused to go.

The Liang family wanted to call the family doctor over, but she refused.

The head of the Liang family had no choice but to ask the servants to take care of her.

The atmosphere in the restaurant is harmonious.

"Miss Chi, you are very capable. Can you help calculate the auspicious time for Xiaoyu's burial and cremation?" asked Mrs. Liang.