Starting with the Earth God, the path to immortality is deduced!

As the night passed, Zhou Yuan discovered that nothing had happened to the many people who had been with him at the mortuary the previous night.

Why did Zhang Yingying come to find him alone?

Zhou Yuan couldn't explain the reason either.

The Zhang family still decided to bury Zhang Yingying. They invited Taoist priests from a temple outside the city to carry her coffin from the mortuary to the burial site with gongs and drums.

Zhou Yuan, as one of the local deities, also carried the coffin along with the other local deities.

Upon arriving at the cemetery, the Taoist priest hired by Zhang's family performed a ritual to pray for the deceased, and Zhang Yingying's family members wept bitterly.

Zhou Yuan and the other local deities carried the coffin to the cemetery and placed it into the dug pit.

"This acupoint is auspicious for the spirits, and the deceased will find peace and well-being."

"May the living enjoy blessings and longevity, and may their families be honored."

So be it!

After the Taoist priest finished reciting the incantation for burying the dead, he indicated that the auspicious time had arrived and the burial could begin.

Click!

Just then, Zhang Yingying's coffin opened again, revealing a corner, and just like yesterday, the coffin could not be closed.

Beads of sweat appeared on the forehead of the Taoist priest performing the ritual.

Yingying, if you have any grievances, tell your parents in a dream. Don't do this.

"The auspicious time has arrived. May you be laid to rest and reincarnated soon!" Zhang Yingying's parents cried uncontrollably. Zhang Yingying's relatives gossiped, all believing that she was possessed by an evil spirit.

Zhou Yuan was also very puzzled. Zhang Yingying had clearly been sacrificed to "Strange Tales of Gods and Monsters" by him, so why could the coffin still not be closed?

May you rest in peace.

Although you tried to harm me, since I sacrificed you, we have formed a karmic bond. If I have the chance, I will investigate your grievances and avenge you.” Zhou Yuan murmured to himself, then recited the Earth God's soothing incantation:

"A hall belongs to a hall, and a palace belongs to a palace."

There was no hall or temple; everyone received incense!

The Antu Divine Incantation grants freedom from all taboos.

Zhou Yuan's Yin-Yang Transmission Technique imbued his soothing incantation with a strange power, causing the coffin, which couldn't be closed before, to slowly shut.

Zhang Yingying's parents cried even harder.

The Taoist priest performing the rites wiped the sweat from his brow. After Zhang Yingying's coffin was closed, the crowd filled in the soil, buried her, and laid her to rest.

Suddenly, Zhou Yuan keenly sensed that someone was watching him. He had been practicing Yin-Yang cultivation for seven months, and his soul had gradually become more acute. He abruptly turned his head to look.

In the distance, a figure dressed as a scholar was quietly watching him.

Because of the distance, Zhou Yuan couldn't see the other person's face clearly; he seemed to be wearing a strange mask.

I can't quite describe the feeling.

In the blink of an eye, the scholar's figure vanished from the spot as if he had never existed.

"What the hell?" Zhou Yuan thought he had seen wrong and looked around, but there was no trace of the scholar.

……

After Zhang Yingying was laid to rest, the Zhang family paid Zhou Yuan and the other local deities their wages.

After receiving his wages, Zhou Yuan no longer needed to spend the night at the mortuary. He bid farewell to the other local deities and returned to his home in this world—a small coffin shop in the city. The original owner of this body and Uncle Liu, who had adopted him, had settled down here.

"Child, you're back."

As soon as Zhou Yuan entered the room, a familiar voice came from inside.

He looked up and saw a middle-aged man with slanted eyebrows sitting in the coffin shop. He was thin and smiling at him.

This man was none other than the original owner's adoptive father, Uncle Liu.

"Uncle Liu, you're back?" Zhou Yuan asked, somewhat surprised. In his memory, Uncle Liu had said before leaving that he was going on a long journey and wouldn't be back for three to five months. Only four or five days had passed, so how come he was back already?

"I'm back."

"Well, the client backed out halfway through and didn't want to do the job, so I came back," Uncle Liu sighed and explained.

"Oh, I see. Uncle Liu, have you eaten yet?"

"Not yet."

"Then I'll go cook now." Zhou Yuan didn't ask any more questions, but he still felt something was off.

Although the appearance and voice of Uncle Liu in front of me were exactly the same as in my memory, he seemed to lack a bit of "humanity".

Is it...

With a thought, Zhou Yuan closed his eyes slightly, quickly entered a meditative state, and began to control his soul to travel to the underworld.

As his soul left his body, the surrounding environment began to change drastically, becoming bizarre and fantastical. Under the gaze of his soul, Uncle Liu also underwent changes.

A tiny figure, no bigger than the palm of a hand, was sitting in Uncle Liu's chair, covering its mouth and chuckling at him, as if playing an extremely interesting game.

"Is it fun?" Zhou Yuan's spirit stared coldly at the tiny figure, no bigger than a palm.

"You...you can actually separate your soul from your body?! That shouldn't be possible, didn't that guy not teach you anything?" The tiny figure, no bigger than a palm, saw Zhou Yuan's soul and managed to squeeze out a look of astonishment on its blurry face, muttering to itself.

"When the Earth God arrived here, he began to build a fairyland."

With a single stroke of the golden hoe, auspicious omens fill the hillsides.

Ghosts and evil spirits, flee to afar.

Without saying a word, Zhou Yuan's soul began chanting the "Soul-Soothing Incantation".

Under the influence of his Yin-Yang power, the Earth God's soothing incantation suddenly shone brightly with azure light. That azure light seemed to contain some kind of power to dispel evil spirits, and when it shone on the palm-sized white figure, it caused it to emit white smoke.

"Stop chanting! Stop chanting! I'm not an evil spirit or demon, I'm your family's ghost! One of our own, no, one of our own ghosts." The palm-sized figure, smoking under the blue light, begged for mercy repeatedly.

You say you are, so you are?!

Although he didn't know what the "house ghost" was, Zhou Yuan didn't want to waste words with evil spirits, so he kept chanting the soul-soothing incantation, and the blue light became more and more dazzling.

"Stop reading! I swear!" The little man begged for mercy while muttering an oath.

Zhou Yuan, who was standing nearby, heard this clearly. The gist of it was: if what it said was false, then its soul would be scattered and it would be condemned to eternal damnation.

As the tiny figure made its solemn oath, Zhou Yuan could sense that some unseen force in the underworld seemed to approve of the oath, which appeared to be a constraint on this kind of ghost.

"Tell me, what happened?" Zhou Yuan pondered for a moment, then stopped casting the soothing spell. He was new here and needed to understand the strange and supernatural phenomena of this world. Perhaps this tiny person knew something? Now that he had learned the art of walking through the vagina, he had some ability to protect himself.

"Oh dear, I must have been cursed by you two." A moment later, the tiny figure explained the situation dejectedly.

It turns out that this tiny figure was a coffin spirit. It was originally a coffin that Uncle Liu had placed in the shop, and over time it became sentient and turned into a spirit.

Later, Uncle Liu discovered it and kept it in his home to worship it, making it the so-called "house ghost".

Zhou Yuan had no prior knowledge of Taoist arts, so he was unaware of its existence.

Upon seeing Zhou Yuan return today, and having learned that Uncle Liu was not there, the coffin spirit decided to play a joke on Zhou Yuan by using illusion magic to impersonate Uncle Liu and tease him.

Unexpectedly, Zhou Yuan saw through it at a glance and almost sent it to its final rest in peace.

"So Uncle Liu isn't an ordinary person after all." Zhou Yuan said in surprise after hearing the whole story. The original owner of this body had never noticed this.

Boom boom boom!

Just as Zhou Yuan was about to continue asking questions, there was a sudden knock on the door of the coffin shop.

"Kid, I'm back. Open the door quickly." A slightly tired voice came from outside the door.

Again?

Uncle Liu is really back?