On the mountain road back to the mortuary from Ren Town, Wen Cai was smiling happily while riding his bicycle.
"Hehe, I'm rich this time. I don't even know how to spend five bucks!!”
As soon as he thought of the few foreign languages in his arms, he could not help but laugh until his face was crooked.
That was a total of eight dollars. After giving Qiu Sheng three, he still had five.
This was equivalent to more than a month's worth of pocket money.
The originally gloomy mountain path suddenly became less scary.
"Huff huff huff…"
However, at this moment, a gust of cold wind blew from the end of the mountain road.
The originally dark sky became even darker at this moment.
The cold wind instantly made Wen Cai tremble.
"Why is it suddenly so cold? Is it going to rain in the summer?"
Wen Cai was a little puzzled.
However, he didn't care and continued to ride his bicycle in the direction of the mortuary.
" Hehe…"
However, at this moment, a child's laughter suddenly came from behind Wen Cai.
Wen Cai instantly felt a chill run down his spine when he heard this laughter.
"I heard wrong, I must have heard wrong. Why would there be children's laughter in the middle of the night?”
Wen Cai quickly shook his head and hypnotized himself.
Then, he hurriedly increased his speed.
However, at this moment, a pale little hand slowly reached out from behind Wen Cai.
Then, she gently patted Wen Cai's shoulder.
?" Boom!"
In an instant, Wen Cai's mind exploded, and his entire body stiffened.
"Little brother, do you want to play games together?”
The next moment, a tender voice reached Wen Cai's ears.
Wen Cai turned around with a pale face.
"Roar!"
Suddenly, a little ghost with a rotten face opened its bloody mouth and bit Wen Cai.
" Ghost!!!"
Wen Cai screamed, then his eyes rolled back and he fainted.
"Bang!"
The bicycle that had lost control crashed into the ground with Wen Cai.
"Ah? You fainted from fear?"
However, after seeing Wen Cai faint from fear, the little brat was instantly speechless.
He poked Wen Cai with his little finger and realized that he was indeed frightened.
"Uncle Ming, Da Bao, come out. He fainted from fear!”
Then, the little ghost waved at the small forest not far away.
However, as he waved his hand, a 40 - 50-year-old man with a mustache walked out with a 17 - 18-year-old kid.
These three people were none other than Mao Shanming from the movie, Mr. Fantasy, and his two little ghosts, Da Bao and Xiao Bao.
"He fainted so easily? This kid is too timid!"
Mao Shanming scratched his head speechlessly when he saw the unconscious Wen Cai.
"Uncle Ming, what should we do?“
Little Treasure asked curiously.
However, his rotting face scared Maoshan Ming.
"Cough cough, Little Treasure, you should change back to your original appearance. No matter how bold you are, you will be scared, let alone this kid!”
Mao Shanming said helplessly.
"Hehe, Little Treasure, your scaring skills are getting better and better. Even Uncle Ming is scared by you!”
Da Bao, who was standing at the side, also laughed secretly when he saw Mao Shanming's expression.
"Bullshit, I'm just afraid Little Treasure will scare you!”
Mao Shanming rolled his eyes at Da Bao.
Maoshan Ming squatted down beside Wen Cai and began to grope.
Very quickly, he found nine oceans.
Eight of them were leftover from buying glutinous rice, and the other was Wen Cai's private savings.
"Oh? This kid is quite rich!"
Mao Shanming's eyes lit up when he saw the nine oceans.
With so much money, he could buy more tributes for Da Bao and Xiao Bao.
However, after thinking for a moment, he still took out four and stuffed them back into Wen Cai's arms.
"Brat, you're unlucky to have met your Uncle Ming. Don't wander around at night in the future! If they encountered a malicious ghost, they would lose their lives.”
Mao Shanming said as he stuffed the remaining five yuan into his arms.
"Uncle Ming, where are we going next?？”
Da Bao asked Mao Shanming curiously.
"Yes, this time when we went to Taishan, I spent a lot of money to buy some information from a Daoist brother.
It was said that there was a big landlord in Taishan whose house was haunted. Although he was not generous, he was timid.
When we go there and scare him, won't he obediently give me a lot of money?”
Mao Shanming chuckled.
He didn't have much of a psychological burden lying to these wealthy families.
With this money, he could bring Dabao and Xiaobao to find some cultivators with great magic power to ferry them. That way, the two of them would not have to live in the open with him.
Speaking of which, although Mao Shanming had done many things, he had no choice but to do so.
"Great, then we'll use the old method to scare them!”
Little Treasure said excitedly.
"Let's go. Taishan is not far from Ren Town. We should be able to reach there tomorrow morning. Uncle Ming will take you to eat a big meal!”
Mao Shanming patted Xiaobao's head and looked in the direction of Taishan Mountain.
Speaking of Mao Shanming, although he was also a cultivator, he had nothing to do with Mao Mountain.
Mao Mountain was one of the few major sects in the cultivation world. Its reputation and the strength of its disciples were naturally without a doubt.
Take the standards for recruiting disciples as an example.
Only those who had reached the First Sky of the Mortal Teacher Realm before the age of 18 could become Mao Mountain's disciples.
If he wanted to leave the mountain to train, he had to reach the Earth Master Realm.
Of course, this was a disciple of the sect.
Ninth Uncle, Daoist Priest Four-Eyed, Shi Jian, these people who had been cultivating in Mao Mountain since the beginning were the disciples of the sect.
As for Ling Xiao, Wen Caiqiu Sheng, and the other disciples that Ninth Uncle and the others had taken in, they were collateral relatives.
If a branch family disciple wanted to graduate, they had to become an Earth Master. Before they became an Earth Master, they couldn't say that they were Mao Mountain disciples.
Therefore, those who called themselves Mao Mountain disciples were all Earthly Masters or above as long as they were orthodox disciples.
As for Earth Masters, they could already deal with almost 99% of the demons and ghosts.
Therefore, Mao Mountain's name was a golden signboard.
This was the reason why Mao Shanming had named himself Mao Shanming. He wanted to bask in the glory of Mao Mountain.
Of course, if he was caught by the orthodox Mao Mountain, he would be beaten up badly. In serious cases, his cultivation would even be crippled.
Fortunately, Mao Shanming never said that he was a disciple of Mao Mountain. He only changed his name to Mao Shanming. His master's master was also a disciple of Mao Mountain. Unfortunately, his master did not reach the standard of an Earth Master, so he could only be considered half a disciple of Mao Mountain.
If it was Mao Mountain Ming, he would not be considered a disciple of Mao Mountain. Fortunately, he was also a cultivator at the Fourth Heaven of the Mortal Teacher Realm, so he was quite capable. Moreover, he had committed crimes on the run.
That was why he had not been caught yet.
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Ten minutes later, Wen Cai slowly woke up.
" Ghost!!!"
Wen Cai, who had just regained his senses after waking up, instantly screamed and jumped up from the ground.
Then, he quickly rode his bicycle and rushed towards the mortuary.
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At the same time, in the mortuary.
"Master, why are you looking for me?”
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