After staying at the mortuary for two days, Ren Tingting bid farewell and went home. After the grave relocation incident, Ren Tingting was the only one left in the Ren family.
Ren Tingting had to clean up the mess left behind.
Fortunately, the Ren family was rich and only needed Ren Tingting's instructions.
Originally, Mao Li wanted to go over and help, but he was rejected by Ren Tingting.
The reason was that Mao Li's shop also needed Mao Li to take care of it, because in the entire Ren Family Town and the nearby villages, Mao Ji's Baishi Shop was the only Baishi Shop.
People who went to Maoli White Shop to buy things were usually people who went to worship their ancestors or when their family suddenly died.
If there was no one selling anything in the shop for a long time, the impact would definitely be huge.
"Brother Mao Li…sob! My mother is dead. My grandfather wants you to come over.”
At Mao's Baishi Shop, after Mao Li had just sent off a customer who had returned to his hometown to pay respects to his ancestors, a crying child entered the shop while wiping his tears.
There was an unwritten rule in Renjia Town that had only risen in recent years. If someone died in the family, they would usually use red packets to buy funeral supplies from Maoli's shop.
If it was a premature death or an unjust death, they would ask Uncle Nine or Mao Li to go to the house to see if the deceased would turn into a ghost and come back to harm the village after death or to see if there was peace below after death.
"Little stinky fart, your mother is about to give birth this month. How could she die?”
Mao Li walked out from behind the counter and squatted down as he asked with a solemn expression.
"Three days ago, on the night of the 14th of July…sob, my mother suddenly had a stomachache and said that she was about to give birth. Then, my father rushed out to find a midwife…sob, then my father ran into…ran into ghosts in the village and wandered around for the whole night.”
The little stinky fart cried as he explained what had happened to Mao Li.
"Three days ago, on the 14th of July, the pregnant woman died of pain!!!”
Mao Li frowned as he carefully combed through the main points of the little stinky fart.
"You said that your mother died from the pain when she gave birth to your brother or sister three days ago?”
A trace of uneasiness rose in Mao Li's heart. Things had changed. Three days ago, the former Old Master had broken out of the coffin. Could it be that the Yin Qi on the 14th of July was so strong?
No wonder Old Master Ren's strength had improved so quickly.
How could he have overlooked the date? The 14th of July was one of the three major Ghost Festivities! Especially in the early hours of the night.
However, now was not the time to think about this. Perhaps Little Smelly's mother was even more powerful than Old Master Ren.
The strength of the pregnant woman and the ghost infant in her stomach was ranked among the top among the ghosts. This was because when they died, they would mistakenly think that their husband and family had abandoned them, causing them to die from pain and the unborn child to die tragically. This resentment could completely make the little stinky fart's mother turn into a terrifying ghost in the first seven days and come back for revenge.
This was just Little Stinky's mother alone. The scarier one was the dead baby that died in Little Stinky's mother's stomach.
Who knew how many times he had failed to reincarnate? His master's memorial hall was still worshipping a group of Spiritual Infant Tier cultivators, and there were even three ancestors with terrifying strength sealed by his master.
Most importantly, which day was the 14th of July!
"Yes! I wanted to find you earlier, Brother Mao Li, but the zombie grandpa in the town didn't allow me to come. You weren't in the shop during the day.”
Little Smelly Butt wiped his tears and suppressed his emotions.
Mao Li tenderly stroked the little stinky fart's head.
"You go back first. I'll go with my master tonight. We still have to prepare some things."
Mao Li said to Little Smelly Fart.
After sending off Little Stinky, Mao Li looked at the sky and felt that it was still early, so he prepared the funeral supplies that Little Stinky's family needed, then closed the shop door and returned to his room.
This matter made Mao Li feel that it was very troublesome. Mao Li was prepared to take advantage of the time he still had to level up his realm.
"System, use 3,000 experience points to level me up first!”
Mao Li instructed the system after he sat down.
"Ding! 800 experience points have been consumed. The host's realm has been upgraded to intermediate Daoist. Ding! 1,600 experience points have been used to upgrade the host's realm to the late-stage Daoist. Ding! The host has not released enough experience points to advance to the next realm. 600 experience points remaining. The total experience points remaining are 7,600.”
Mao Li, who was feeling the pleasure of his realm increasing, almost spat out a mouthful of blood when he heard the system's words.
"F * ck, why is it so expensive? System, did you make a mistake?”
Mao Li asked gloomily.
According to the system's calculations, when would he be able to advance to the Heavenly Master Realm?
"Ding! The system did not make a mistake. The higher the cultivation realm of the host, the more experience points you need. Therefore, the host is still too greedy. With the system to help you increase your cultivation realm without bottlenecks, you still complain that the experience points spent are too high.”
He was very dissatisfied with Mao Li's questioning of the system.
"Alright, alright, you're right. Give me 2,600 experience points to upgrade the Lightning Thundering Fist and the Health Fist.”
There was no free lunch in the world, even if he had the golden thigh of the system. Without any effort, even if he had the system, he would still be a good-for-nothing.
"Ding! Consumed 200 experience points, Lightning Rushing Thunder Fist has advanced to Small Success. Ding! Consumed 200 experience points to advance to the small success stage of the health preserving fist. Ding! Consumed 400 experience points to upgrade Thunderbolt Fist to great success. Ding! Consumed 400 experience points to advance to the great success stage of the Nourishing Fist. Ding! Consumed 800 experience points to upgrade Thunderbolt Fist to perfection. Ding! The host has insufficient experience points! 300 experience points remaining. Total experience points remaining: 5,300.”
"Open the system store. I want to buy a set of sword techniques. I'll keep this bit of experience points for now.”
He looked at his balance. He used to think that it was a lot, but now, he felt that it was so little that it was not enough to consume.
"Ding! The system store has opened, matching 1,000 points for a sword technique…Ding! Demon-slaying Sword Technique is priced at 500 points…Demon-slaying Sword Technique is priced at 500 points…Demon-slaying Sword Technique is priced at 999 points (specially for the Taishang Demon-slaying Sword)…"
Seeing this, Mao Li didn't have the desire to continue watching. Wasn't this clearly a scam? He let me know and spent a low price to buy this divine weapon and now sell it at a high price to match the sword technique.
"I bought it!"
In the end, Mao Li gritted his teeth and bought it.
He felt a large amount of information filling his mind. Then, a mysterious energy swam through every pore in his body.
Mao Li knew that this was the power brought about by the perfection of the Lightning Rushing Thunder Fist and the great success of the Health Fist.
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