C17 (2/2)

I have learned pretty good skills from the mortician, but that is only limited to helping the dead fix their faces, so I can only earn some money for living.

He could not be of any help in this kind of fight!

There was no need to even mention the ability to exorcise ghosts, he was even weaker than Chen Ye, who was by the side.

If I were really that powerful, I would have long subdued the Old Boys beside me.

”Go to the Jiang Family's Ancestral Temple and look for Incense Ash.” Chu Yu's voice sounded once again, not as a discussion, but a command.

Ancestral Hall of the Jiang Family — —

I raised my eyebrows, then turned around and ran in one direction without hesitation. Just as I ran two steps, I hurriedly pulled Chen Ye along.

What a joke, if this fellow didn't push me over, would I even need to be afraid here?

Thus, I have to bring him with me wherever I go. Even if I die, I have to drag him down with me!

”Hey — what are you doing?” Chen Ye shouted loudly, but his footsteps did not stop at all, following me closely.

”Go to the ancestral hall of the Jiang Family and look for Xiang Hui.”

”Soot? It doesn't seem to have much effect on this evil ghost. ”

”You'll know once you get there.” I rolled my eyes at him. Nonsense, if it had even the slightest effect, I would have already gone to look for her. There was no need to just stand there.

However, since that old ghost said that, he must have his own methods.

Taking another ten thousand steps back, even if there was nothing he could do, he had to stay away from the ghost, and the fight, or his life.

At this moment, the Jiang Family was in a state of chaos. There were no pedestrians on the streets, and everyone was hiding in their rooms and shivering. The screams from there continuously rang out in the air above the Jiang manor.

The people of Jiang Family, who didn't know what was going on, were now all frightened out of their wits.

This also made things easier for us as I dragged Chen Ye and the invisible old ghost beside us, and almost without any obstructions, we arrived at the Jiang Family's ancestral hall.

Because I lived here for a few days, I have some understanding of the layout of the Jiang Family.

”From where?” I asked, in my mind, of course.

To most ghosts, as long as it was fragrant ash, it would have a similar effect, unless it had been added by an expert of that caliber.

However, I feel that this old geezer beside me is a bit different. Maybe there's something special about him.

”Take the one at the top of the rankings.” The moment I heard his words, I couldn't wait to head to the highest seat of the offerings.

Normally speaking, the ancestors of Jiang Family who worshipped at the highest position would be the ancestors of the Jiang Family.

”Jiang Taiseng?” I looked at the words on the tombstone and unconsciously read them out loud.

”You — did you already know?” I asked in my head.

At this moment, I couldn't help but think of what my master had once said, that if a person died, he would be very nostalgic. That is to say, if he couldn't be reborn and had to become a ghost, he would absorb Miasma from the place where he died for cultivation.

But there would also be another situation. For example, if he died, but he still had descendants, then his descendants would worship him and burn paper money and incense every year.

A bit of incense ashes or a joss stick would have a type of faith power. This kind of faith power was the opposite of the original owner's dead soul.

Although it didn't have much effect on others, if the soul of the original owner was touched by these things, hehe …