Stepping into the dense forest, the branches and leaves were lush, the canopy of trees obscured the sky, and the light suddenly dimmed.
Mu Chen's mind moved, summoning five evil spirits from the Ghost Emperor Seal.
The five ghosts carried a sedan chair.
Although it was daytime, the primitive forest, where the sun could not penetrate, allowed the evil spirits to manifest, thanks to their strength.
“Brother Mu, wait for me!”
At that moment, an anxious call came from behind.
Mu Chen turned around and saw Jing Jing, carrying a backpack, panting as she chased after him.
Mu Chen raised an eyebrow: "What's this…?"
Jing Jing's face flushed slightly: "I'll go back with you and meet your sister!"
Mu Chen, a Daoist who wasn't completely good, but not entirely bad, had mentioned Ren Ting Ting to Jing Jing during their first encounter.
His ability to cultivate the Dao showed his attitude.
Mu Chen: "Did your Master allow you to leave?"
Jing Jing nodded vigorously, her voice soft: "Mm, I wouldn't have realized you were leaving if Master hadn't reminded me, you baddie…"
Mu Chen looked towards the direction of the Daoist temple.
He saw the old monk standing by the fence, his smile kind. Noticing Mu Chen's gaze, he waved goodbye.
Mu Chen nodded and smiled at him, then looked at Jing Jing and said: "This was an urgent matter, I didn't think much about it… Since he allowed you to leave, let's go, we can visit the old man again later."
"Mm."
Jing Jing lowered her head, her voice tinged with a mix of joy and shyness. Her face was obscured, revealing only a blush around her ears.
Just like that.
Tu Shan He, Mu Chen, and Jing Jing boarded the ghost sedan.
The five ghosts vanished into the forest, their figures flickering in the blink of an eye…
…
Renjia Town.
The Funeral Parlor.
Wen Cai and Qiu Sheng were kneeling in the courtyard, their faces filled with misery.
The sun was scorching, baking them until their skin felt hot and stinging, making them sweat profusely.
Two young men of similar age were kneeling beside them.
Ma Ma Di's disciples, A Qiang and A Hao.
Their master was under the eaves, printing paper money.
Aside from being a direct descendant of the Maoshan sect, Jiu Shu also held the position of bank manager for the Underworld’s Yin Cao Department.
It was extremely rare to have a living body holding a position in the Underworld.
This was his confidence in competing with his senior brother for the position of Maoshan's leader.
To save Wen Cai and Qiu Sheng, Jiu Shu had to make a major sacrifice.
He spent three hundred million paper money and bribed the underworld officials to buy half a month's time. Within that time, if he could retrieve eighty percent or more of the souls, Wen Cai and Qiu Sheng would be spared from death!
“Lin Jiu, how dare your disciples cause such a commotion, how have you been teaching them?”
“Now, I, your senior brother, have to help you clean up this mess.”
Ma Ma Di complained with a furrowed brow, his words tinged with displeasure.
“They were caught in a freak accident, they were possessed by ghosts!”
“And what gives you the right to lecture me?”
Jiu Shu glared at him: "You're already this old, but you still haven't mastered even the basic Maoshan talismans. How dare you take on disciples?"
“You took on disciples, fine, but how dare you entrust the bodies of those who died far from home to your disciples?”
“What were you thinking?!”
Jiu Shu's face was filled with disappointment.
Ma Ma Di’s talent wasn’t inferior to Si Mu's.
He even entered the sect earlier than Jiu Shu.
But now, he was only at the fourth level of the Golden Core Realm, his cultivation was achieved through Maoshan's resources and his age. His skills in Daoist methods, talismans, and other techniques were abysmal. He couldn't even handle a slightly powerful ghost or a bronze corpse!
Among the wild Maoshan disciples, scattered cultivators, and corpse stitchers, he was considered passable. But within the Maoshan sect, a prestigious and established sect, he was undoubtedly the worst of the worst!
The reason for this was three words: lazy, greedy, and slippery!
But Jiu Shu never expected him to be so casual with his business!
The bodies belonged to those who died far from home. Such bodies, if they went wrong, even Ma Ma Di himself would have to treat them with utmost caution!
Jiu Shu couldn't understand how he could entrust them to disciples who had been learning for less than a year!
Upon hearing this, Ma Ma Di was both ashamed and angry: "It's just a mistake, who hasn't made mistakes before? You keep harping on about it, are you not tired?”
“Did I want to lose the bodies? It was just bad luck!”
Jiu Shu was also amused: "Sixteen people are dead, can you just say 'it was just a mistake' and brush it off?"
“You weren’t careful with the job you took, how is that bad luck?”
“If you want things to be easy, don’t be a corpse transporter! If you’re so capable, go do fortune-telling and geomancy!”
“If it weren’t for Ren Lao Ye giving me face, you and your disciples would have been shot, do you know that?!”
Ma Ma Di knew he was in the wrong, but with his pride, he still glared and said: "Lin Jiu, I am your senior brother! Are you going to thank me for this or what?!”
Seeing their argument, A Hao and A Qiang quickly interjected: "Uncle Master, we know you're doing this for our good. Don't argue with Master."
Ma Ma Di glared at the two.
A Qiang was relatively honest, similar to Wen Cai, and he lowered his head upon seeing this.
A Hao, however, did not back down and stared back at Ma Ma Di.
He had learned martial arts before joining the sect, and his skills were comparable to Qiu Sheng's.
But after joining the sect, he realized that he had chosen the wrong master. Not only did he have all these bad habits, but his Daoist methods were also quite rudimentary.
He was forced by Ma Ma Di to transport Ren Tai Ye’s corpse.
He had already said that he couldn’t handle it with his current abilities and asked Ma Ma Di to accompany him.
However, Ma Ma Di was reluctant to avoid people and travel under the stars and moon, scaling mountains and crossing rivers. He insisted on renting a carriage and taking the official road.
“Ai, it's unfortunate for you both. You have a master like this, you've been plunged into a life-or-death situation at such a young age!”
Jiu Shu shook his head in dismay, his face full of mixed emotions.
The two pairs of masters and disciples in the Funeral Parlor, one trying to cheat their master to death, the other trying to cheat their disciples to death…
If the Maoshan sect continues like this, it's going to be finished...
A Qiang said with a bitter face: "Uncle Master, you know Ren Lao Ye, can you please ask him to not shoot us…”
“The life-or-death situation I was referring to isn't that, it's Ren family's son-in-law.”
“That little immortal?”
Ma Ma Di scoffed: "You, Lin Jiu, are a half-step Earth Master, why are you afraid of him?"
He had obviously heard some stories about Mu Chen recently. Although he felt they were exaggerated, he knew about his relationship with the Ren family's daughter.
Jiu Shu said expressionlessly: "He defeated and subdued a three-level Red-Clothed Ghost…”
Ma Ma Di’s smile faltered, his face became uncomfortable, but he still muttered discontentedly: "So what? Maoshan doesn’t lack Earth Masters, does he dare offend Maoshan?"
Jiu Shu stared at him without blinking, and said softly: "He calls the Dragon Tiger Mountain's Celestial Master his senior brother."
Ma Ma Di: …
The moon waned, the sun rose, and two days passed in a blink of an eye.
The Ren Mansion.
People came and went, bustling and hurried, the atmosphere was heavy and oppressive.
“Sister, is Brother-in-law really as amazing as you said?”
A woman, whose beauty was no less than Ren Ting Ting's, with even more voluptuous curves, looked at Ren Ting Ting with a worried face.
She was the female lead of the musical zombie film.
She was Ren Ting Ting's cousin, Ren Zhu Zhu.
Due to the zombie outbreak in their town, her father had sent her to the peaceful Renjia Town to avoid trouble.
Ren Ting Ting comforted her: "Don’t worry, your grandfather has only been dead for over a month. When my grandfather, who had been dead for twenty years, caused a commotion, Brother-in-law beat him up with three punches and two kicks until he forgot his own name."
Seeing Ren Zhu Zhu pursing her lips, Ren Ting Ting smiled: "Stop thinking about it, come on, sister will take you shopping!"
She took Ren Zhu Zhu's hand, and the two girls, beautiful as flowers, went out into the street.
Coincidentally, an old Daoist, dressed in a black and white Daoist robe with a cold face, was leading a young man with long hair covering his eyes and a sinister aura into Renjia Town.
He instantly saw Ren Ting Ting and Ren Zhu Zhu in the crowd, standing out like fairy nymphs in a painting.
Immediately, the young man's eyes lit up, a flash of lust and greed passing through them.
Heaven is treating me well…
Sister flowers, so fragrant!