He retracted his gaze.
Li Changkong was calm and thoughtful.
In his previous life, he had heard about it among the people.
Some ghosts still maintained their habits after death.
Lifting a sedan chair for the living, letting the living take a boat, cooking for the living, and so on.
Of course, these ghosts would not collect money from living people in the end.
It was the vital qi of a living person, or their lifespan.
This was to maintain their spirit bodies.
Li Changkong did not expect to encounter such a thing on his first day of transmigration.
The chauffeur was still talking non-stop.
He didn't realize that Li Changkong already knew his identity.
Time passed and the taxi continued to drive.
Li Changkong continued the driver's conversation from time to time.
The chauffeur could continue.
He could not get around it.
Children, cars, houses, wives, and other topics.
Finally, the taxi arrived in front of Baiyun Mountain.
The driver stopped the car slowly and smiled at Li Changkong.
"Brother, we're here."
"Yes."
Li Changkong nodded and did not open the car door.
Instead, he sat quietly in the car and took out a hundred yuan to pass to the driver.
The driver looked at the 100-yuan note and didn't reach out to take it.
Hesitation and conflict appeared on his face.
"Since you're already dead, why do you still want to stay in the human world?”
Li Changkong kept the money and lit a cigarette.
"You... you know... Is that it?"
The driver was shocked.
"Sigh, I don't want to die."
"I haven't seen the children get married or have children yet."
"I haven't brought my wife overseas yet…"
"She kept talking about wanting to travel abroad…I thought it was too expensive, so I didn't agree…"
The driver recovered from his shock and started talking to himself.
His obsession was very deep.
"When a person dies, his soul should enter the netherworld.”
"The current you might not hurt anyone in the human world, but what about in the future?”
"Your child is already in his second year of university. You've saved enough money to buy a house.”
"Time to go."
Li Changkong said calmly.
"Look at this car. It's so good and new. I haven't driven it much yet.”
the driver said.
He reached out and touched the steering wheel, his eyes full of nostalgia.
"Let me send you off."
Li Changkong sighed.
This driver still had a conscience.
In the end, he didn't accept his Yuan Qi as a reward.
The driver didn't say anything. He just touched the steering wheel, tears flowing out of his eyes.
"In the past, in the Shi Qing Heaven, the blue sky sang and the great floating Li soil.
It is the first time that a person has been saved by the Yuan Dynasty. It is immeasurable and high-grade. The Yuan Dynasty is the first time that the Heavenly Lord should explain this scripture.
After Zhou Hui has passed ten times, he will summon the ten parties and then he will come to his seat."
Li Changkong formed a spell with his hands and chanted the Scripture of Limbo he had just obtained.
buzz ~
A golden light emerged from the carriage.
Then, the taxi slowly disappeared.
It turned into paper scraps that filled the sky.
Li Changkong stood on the ground and chanted continuously.
The driver was enveloped by a golden light.
His feet turned into endless light spots that flew in all directions, then slowly spread upwards…
"Baby…Your old man is useless!"
"I'm sorry!"
"I didn't leave you a house until I died."
"In the future, you have to live well with your mother!”
"Your mother is old. Don't make her angry…She usually talks about you for your own good…"
Tears rolled down the driver's pale face.
In the endless words of nostalgia.
He turned into countless mottled light spots and scattered.
At the same time.
In a mourning hall in a village in Yangzhou.
A scholarly young man with glasses was sleeping on the table.
Suddenly, he was jolted awake from his sleep.
He wiped the tears off his face.
She whispered,"Dad, go in peace..." Mom, I'll take good care of her..."
"I definitely won't make her angry."
He looked at the driver who had turned into countless light spots and had already entered the cycle of reincarnation.
Li Changkong was silent.
He took out a cigarette, lit it, and took a deep puff.
He exhaled a thick smoke and sighed.
Then, he said slowly.
"Poor parents!"
After he finished speaking, he walked towards the dilapidated Taoist temple on Mount Baiyun.
ps：
Holy Saint, Old Master Yuan, have a safe journey!
Thank you for never starving again!
You will always live in our hearts!!
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