Simultaneous travel: The group is about to be wiped out

Chapter 208 Idle Chat in the Old House
With so many vengeful spirits around, my path will be much easier in the future. As long as I take one step at a time, it's not impossible for me to become a true fourth-tier being.

Furthermore, the characteristics of this ghost village perfectly match his own personality: to make a fortune in silence.

Chen Feng only needs to protect his own territory until he finally and completely controls the jigsaw puzzle ghost.

Then, as if he had thought of something, the old man took out seven sheets of paper from a cabinet while leaning on his cane.

More accurately, there were seven banknotes, all with a face value of seven yuan.

Normal money doesn't come in a seven-yuan denomination; even printing ghost money wouldn't produce a seven-yuan banknote.

Therefore, these coins are unusual; they are money used by ghosts, ghost money.

"This is specially made money, specifically for ghosts to use. Similarly, if you go to certain places in the future, you can use this money to buy things you need. I don't need it anymore, so I'm giving it to you."

Chen Feng, who was familiar with the plot, also knew something about these ghost coins.

These paper moneys have very special uses, and the larger the denomination, the rarer they are.

It comes in four denominations: three yuan, four yuan, and seven yuan. The seven-yuan denomination is the largest, and very few of them still exist in the world.

"Of course, these paper moneys are very special. Their greatest use is to bribe evil spirits. According to tests, if you give paper money to an evil spirit during a paranormal event, that evil spirit will never attack you again."

"forever!?"

"Yes, forever. Even if you meet the killing rules of the vengeful ghost, it will not attack you. If you are brave enough, you can even dance in front of the vengeful ghost."

Towards the end, for some reason, the old man's tone took on a slightly joking tone.

Seven seven-yuan banknotes, totaling forty-nine yuan.

Without a doubt, this is a huge sum of money.

After taking the banknotes and carefully storing them, Chen Feng seemed to remember something and asked again, "Can any vengeful ghost use these banknotes?"

It's important to know that vengeful spirits are also divided into different levels. Some terrifying vengeful spirits contain a death curse, so it's unknown whether this banknote will work.

"It's probably all possible. I've only used it a few times, twice when I was younger. The amount of paper money needed varies depending on the severity of the ghost, but even the fiercest ghost can be dealt with with seven yuan."

The old man, lost in his memories, gave the answer.

"These rules were told to me by other ghost tamers. Later on, after I had mastered the ghost village, I rarely used them anymore, since very few vengeful ghosts could drive me into a corner."

While these words state the facts, they also contain a hint of arrogance.

Chen Feng lowered his head in thought and asked another question: "Sir, how did the ghost tamers in the Republic of China era master the power of vengeful ghosts, or more specifically, how did those top ghost tamers achieve their status?"

Upon hearing this, the old man fell into deep thought, and only after a long while did he respond.

"There are many ways to control vengeful spirits, such as crashing, balancing, and cursing. These were the mainstream methods at the time, but unfortunately, they all failed."

"These methods are not very effective. We should only look at the result, not the process. The best method is the one that allows people to live longer. Even if you only control two or three evil spirits, if you can live forever, then that method is correct."

"Therefore, the top ghost tamers of that time gathered together and ultimately decided not to pass on the method of controlling vengeful ghosts, but to let the next generation figure it out on their own. Now it seems that the effect is quite good."

"Your eyes are very special; I can't see through them. Your method of controlling the vengeful spirit is also very impressive. It seems that you are using those eyes as the main body to make the vengeful spirit completely shut down while preserving its consciousness and controlling the complete body of the vengeful spirit. Very good. Perhaps you can find a better path."

He was lavish in praising the young man before him.

To reach this level at such a young age and to forge one's own path is to be considered top-tier among demon tamers in any era.

After saying so much, the old man seemed to be getting tired, and his eyes became even more dim.

With a forced effort, he struck the ground with his cane, and a black ghostly aura appeared, followed by a red coffin behind him.

When someone dies peacefully in their sleep, a red coffin is usually used, which is called a happy funeral, symbolizing a blessing for the elderly to pass away without illness or pain.

The coffin lid opened, and the old man lay down inside: "Let me give you one last piece of advice: the most useful weapon against vengeful ghosts is not strength, but wisdom. Vengeful ghosts have rules. If one day you can master or even modify these rules, then you can make the vengeful ghosts work for you."

"Chen Feng, take care. From now on, everything depends on you. If you encounter a powerful ghost invading in the future, you can open the coffin. With the things borrowed from Taiping Ancient Town, I can do one more thing for you."

Looking at the old man in the coffin, Chen Feng fell silent, a rare occurrence, and a sense of sadness rose in his heart.

It must be said that the person in front of me is truly exceptional, having given everything he has.

If it were only because of his high regard for the younger generation, he would not have gone to this extent. He thought of the old man's name.

Chen Zhousheng, that name sounds familiar, like I've heard it somewhere before...

His surname is Chen.

Chen Feng had a vague guess in his mind, but he still wanted to confirm it again.

"Sir, could you tell me where your hometown is?"

As soon as these words were spoken, a response came immediately from inside the coffin: three simple words.

Qumiao Village.

Chen Feng raised his head instantly, his eyes filled with disbelief, his heart churning with turbulent emotions, and his voice trembling slightly.

"Grandpa..."

That's right, absolutely right.

This village, Qumiao, is my hometown.

Moreover, my family is the only one with the surname Chen in this village. I seem to remember my grandfather saying that my great-grandfather passed away quietly after I came of age.

For decades, his grandfather never gave up searching, but to no avail.

If I remember correctly, my great-grandfather's name was Chen Zhousheng.

Upon hearing the words "great-grandfather," the old man, whose eyes were already closed in the coffin, revealed a very gratified smile, having no regrets.

He became a demon tamer by accident, but fearing it would bring misfortune to his family, he stayed away from it.

Just then, a vengeful ghost appeared in the world, turning the human realm into a prison.

Chen Zhousheng had always chosen to protect his family from the shadows, but due to some unexpected events, he accidentally lost contact with his children.

After becoming the lord of the ghost village, he and others suppressed the evil spirits in the world.

Unexpectedly, on his deathbed, he was able to see his descendants again.

Moreover, he is an outstanding descendant, commanding three fierce ghosts and possessing a powerful ghost domain. With his peculiar eyes, he may very well forge his own path.

The ghost village he had been worried about had been inherited, so he was no longer worried about its future. As he lay dying, he heard his grandson call out "Grandpa!" At that moment, Chen Zhousheng felt that his life had been worthwhile, and his guilt towards the younger generation of his family lessened somewhat.

Chen Zhousheng was extremely reluctant to let his family get involved in this kind of thing, but since the younger generation had already become ghost tamers, he could only do his best to help them.

Perhaps Heaven couldn't bear to see the suffering he had endured throughout his life, and at the very end, he was blessed with the best luck of his life...

Chen Feng stood in front of the tightly closed red coffin, remaining silent for a long time.

At that moment, all the doubts became clear: why this elderly man from the Republican era favored him so much, why he was willing to choose him as his successor, and why he trusted him so much...

Taking a deep breath to calm his thoughts, Chen Feng activated the Ghost Domain to place the red coffin behind the wooden house for safekeeping.

Next, we need to familiarize ourselves with the operating rules of this ghost village.

This supernatural place can be used to suppress the evil spirits within; all three layers of ghost villages can suppress them.

However, it is usually used in the deepest level of villages, which is the place we are in now.

Another place where the evil spirit can be sealed is behind the village where the battle took place. The evil spirit can be buried there to achieve the effect of sealing it.

In addition, the bluish-green ring on the finger is also a supernatural item with powerful effects, capable of controlling vengeful spirits.

That's right, this supernatural item can unconditionally control vengeful spirits. There is a vengeful spirit left behind in it, called Ghost Grass.

This is a vengeful ghost at the heart of the ghost village; all the other vengeful ghosts buried underground behind the village are bound and sealed by it.

Most supernatural items carry a sense of unease, which is somewhat similar to the mystical items found in the mysterious world.

The same applies to this dark blue-green ring; depending on the degree and number of evil spirits it controls, it will cause a certain backlash, gradually eroding the user's body.

If the user can no longer withstand the attack, the controlled vengeful spirit will instantly break through the Xuan Ring's seal and kill the user as its primary objective.

In this haunted village, Chen Feng needs to use his supernatural abilities to work with the central control to continuously reinforce the seal and prevent the evil spirits from escaping.

Moreover, there are specific time periods each month during which the sealing effect of the ghost village weakens, requiring people to constantly guard it.

Otherwise, one or two vengeful ghosts might escape in the chaos, which was one of the reasons why Chen Zhousheng couldn't go all out at the time.

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At the same time, at the very moment Chen Zhou was about to die.

In a certain eerie place, a dark forest stands, exuding an unsettling atmosphere.

There is a narrow, winding, muddy path in the old forest, not too long, leading straight to the back.

At the end of the road stood a dimly lit house, which seemed to have been abandoned for a long time.

The front yard of the old house was empty, with nothing but a wall behind the gate. This is called a screen wall, which is only found in traditional Chinese architecture.

After passing through the front yard, you arrive at the main hall, where a grand master's chair is placed in the middle.

An old man sat on it, tall and slender, but extremely thin, with loose skin and lividity.

It seems that he is nearing the end.

The old man was dressed in a loose robe, which seemed out of place in this era, and he was barefoot.

Seemingly sensing something, he slowly raised his drowsy eyes, and his lips, which had not been open for a long time, managed to utter a single sentence.

"Are you dead too?"

This old man was Zhang Dong, the first ghost-tamer in the Republic of China and one of the Seven Elders of the Republic of China.

He stretched out his withered right hand, beckoned a peculiar incense candle, and lit it.

A faint, eerie scent wafted through the courtyard.

The next moment, wisps of smoke rose slowly, gathering and eventually coalescing into a human figure.

The figure that appeared was none other than the deceased Chen Zhousheng.

After glancing at his own situation, the experienced Chen Zhousheng immediately understood what was going on and turned his gaze to the old man sitting in the chair.

"The incense for summoning souls from Taiping Ancient Town? I didn't expect you old codger to have this trick up your sleeve. Zhang Dong, it's been a long time since we last met."

"It's been about thirteen years. Since that plan was made, we've rarely had the chance to meet again. I never imagined you would die before me."

Zhang Dong sat in the chair, his eyes filled with reminiscence. Almost all the old people from back then were now dead, and even the last few old friends had passed away.

"By the way, how's the situation in the ghost village? I heard that a few foreign kids invaded there and caused some chaos. You're really getting old; you can't even handle a few foreign kids?"

"If the situation in the ghost village gets out of control, I might have to go back again."

He also knew about the ghost village; the evil spirits there were very fierce, and once they invaded reality, the current ghost tamers wouldn't be able to stop them at all.

This was also the purpose of Zhang Dong using the incense to summon Chen Zhousheng's soul, in order to find out the specific situation.

Chen Zhousheng snorted at the other party's slightly teasing words, reached out and grabbed a black cane, which appeared. He then tapped the ground, and a black armchair appeared behind him.

"Don't worry, although I'm not as good as you, I can handle this kind of small matter with ease. If I weren't worried about one or two evil spirits escaping, I would have killed those foreign kids long ago."

"As for the ghost village, I have already dealt with it. I originally wanted to use the resurgence of the vengeful ghosts to suppress it for several more decades, but I have a better option. I have found a successor and let him take over my position."

Upon hearing these words, a rare look of curiosity appeared in Zhang Dong's usually calm eyes.

"Oh, that's strange. You have very high standards. What kind of young people could catch your eye?"

He also knew about the ghost village, a supernatural place, and thought it was a good place. Both strength and intelligence were needed to guard that place.

Having known Chen Zhousheng for decades, I know that he has always been cautious and meticulous, and has always only believed in his own abilities.

Unexpectedly, such an important task was entrusted to the new generation of ghost tamers.

“I have already vetted that young man. He is very good and definitely capable of handling this kind of matter. Moreover, I can trust that kid.”

At this point, Chen Zhousheng's face showed a proud expression: "By the way, let me tell you, that person is my grandson Chen Feng. His talent and ability are definitely no less than ours."

Although he was no match for Zhang Dong in strength, the emergence of such an outstanding junior made him feel proud.

Zhang Dong shook his head helplessly at Chen Zhousheng's boasting.

The two elderly people chatted idly, one after the other, just like any other elderly person...

(End of this chapter)