The more you believe me, the more real it becomes.

Chapter 99 No Fate
Du Yuan ignored the mess that An Qingwang and the others had made.

They've already found their way to death, so there's no need for me to worry about them. It's a good opportunity for them to see what's going on with the Mi River.

He simply turned around and let the thirty-odd evil spirits follow him away.

After leaving the water basin, the evil spirits were no longer visible to anyone. The ferocious aura that had been lurking around them, ready to devour anyone, also slowly receded like the tide.

They were fully aware of this change and secretly rejoiced.

After all, their previous appearance was extremely ominous, even to themselves. Fortunately, no major disaster occurred, and they were rescued by a master.

After walking for a while, the evil spirits couldn't help but look at the passersby who not only ignored them but also ignored Du Yuan.

With all that commotion in front of the city gate, how come no one noticed the Taoist priest?
Despite the cacophony of passersby discussing the matter, many of their conversations were clearly directed at the Taoist priest beside them.

It's one thing if one or two people miss out, but why is it the same for everyone?

This truly baffled them.

"Are you telling the truth?"

"It's absolutely true! The prince's carriage was intercepted by a master, who even bluntly stated that the prince wasn't worth his help!"

"Oh dear, we really have to go check it out!"

"Of course! Aren't I considerate enough? I came all the way here to call you! I was just afraid that if I was delayed even a little while, that expert would have already left."

"In short, be careful later. That expert looks exceptionally young, and he has a very beautiful white jade hairpin in his hair!"

As they ran and talked, they brushed past the "expert" they were talking about right in front of all the evil spirits, without even glancing at him.

But he also stared intently at the passersby.

The spirits grew increasingly perplexed. Until one of them suddenly spoke again:
"I have been burning incense and worshipping Buddha since I was a child. I must be destined to meet this great man today!"

"Then I can benefit from your good fortune!"

The words "fate and destiny" were like a sudden enlightenment, and all the evil beings looked at the calm figure walking in front of them with sudden understanding.

That's it!

This is what the elderly often refer to as "being destined to be apart"!

If there is no fate, then we will meet but not recognize each other.

Thinking of this, all the evil creatures secretly rejoiced.

Fortunately, he was favored by the Taoist priest and did not end up as one of those "unlucky" people.

Otherwise, they might be forever lost without ever seeing this glimmer of hope. The torment of being bound and enslaved by the water basin was truly unspeakable.

But how exactly does the Taoist priest intend to settle them?

Amidst their confusion, they suddenly heard the Taoist priest walk ahead and say:
"After a person dies, the burial methods vary according to the local customs. Water burial into the abyss, cremation into ashes, earth burial into dust, and even sky burial to feed eagles, all have their own rules."

"Although burial is the most common method, there is no difference in quality among the various burial methods."

The Taoist priest continued walking without stopping, his voice calm yet as steady as a mountain.

"It's all just the sincere feelings of people from the same place, the same people, expressing their grief and seeking solace for the departed souls."

The spirits were completely bewildered, not understanding why the Taoist priest had suddenly brought up burial methods, and could only lower their heads in unease and ponder.

But then the Taoist priest, who had been walking slowly, suddenly stopped and said:

“I was worried about whether you would be buried, but fortunately, although that scoundrel Anqing was ruthless, he wouldn’t deny you even the chance to be laid to rest.”

"So, what needs to be done now is simple."

Du Yuan took out a Yin De Bao Coin from the small seal.

They led the evil spirits to the banks of the crimson, surging Mi River.

On the riverbank, many people were burning paper money and chanting prayers, begging the River God or the Dragon King to calm their anger.

Du Yuan looked around and found a quiet, empty spot. He walked over to a woman burning paper money nearby and asked gently:
"Madam, I have some money here and would like to ask you to buy some paper money and borrow a flint." The woman was kind-hearted.

Upon hearing this, he quickly stuffed the remaining large stack of paper money and incense from the basket into Du Yuan's hands:
"These are all leftovers, not worth much! Young man, you can take them and use them." Then she solemnly instructed, "Alas, the Dragon King has lost his temper, we must pray sincerely!"

Du Yuan smiled as she accepted the paper money and incense.

"Sister, you have a kind heart, so you will surely do good deeds in the future!"

"Hey, what good deed is this? It's just lending a hand."

The woman paid no attention to what Du Yuan said, but Du Yuan chuckled and glanced at the more than thirty grotesque figures behind her.

He didn't explain, but silently lit the paper money and incense in his hand and threw in the money for good deeds.

The flames suddenly shot up, sending up a wisp of unusual blue-green smoke that rose straight and condensed upwards.

The strange blue smoke then spread rapidly, carrying an indescribable sense of peace, causing the thirty-odd yin entities behind Du Yuan to lean forward and inhale its aroma.

Du Yuan turned around and cupped her hands in a gesture of respect to the group of bewildered yet hopeful spirits:
"This humble Taoist will not see you off!"

Du Yuan was not actually familiar with orthodox methods of deliverance, but he was well aware of his own abilities: faith can lead to salvation!

At that moment, relying on his past experiences and intuition, he adapted to the situation and implemented this extraordinary method of "paving the way with money and sending off the soul with fireworks".

as predicted!

As soon as Du Yuan finished speaking, the dozen or so eerie figures dressed as servants gradually faded into nothingness amidst the bluish-green smoke.

In the instant before they disappeared, they finally understood and bowed deeply to Du Yuan.

At the same time, five or six more Yin De Bao coins appeared on the ground.

The woman, who couldn't see the ghostly creatures, could see Du Yuan's strange movements and the sudden appearance of cardboard coins on the ground.

"this?!"

The woman was so shocked she could not speak.

Du Yuan said with a smile:

"Don't be afraid, sister. You just helped more than a dozen poor people pass on to the afterlife! So, you have to accept this!"

Du Yuan raised her hand and took the few Yin De Bao coins that had fallen to the ground into her hand, while also putting one of them into the woman's basket.

The woman, who was about to say something unlucky, changed her mind the moment she picked up the coin of good fortune.

It looks like paper money, but it feels warm and comforting.

This must be a treasure; she wants to take it back to her husband and son.

So he hurriedly bowed to Du Yuan and said:

"I was blind and failed to recognize your greatness. Please forgive me!"

Du Yuan chuckled and waved her hand, indicating that it was nothing to worry about.

Just as he was about to turn around and speak to the dozen or so armored soldiers who looked dejected for not being able to leave, he heard the woman ask softly:

"You're quite capable, but do you know what's wrong with the Mi River? Is the Dragon King angry?"

Upon hearing this, Du Yuan couldn't help but take another look at the crimson Mi River.

He saw many things, but he didn't see the Dragon King.

Therefore, Du Yuan immediately shook her head and said:

"It's not the Dragon King, and there's no Dragon King in this river."

Upon hearing this, the woman hurriedly said:

"Oh dear, if it's not the Dragon King, then it must be that we've displeased the Mountain God!"

The mountain god? The Mi River is turning red, why would you think it's because the mountain god is unhappy?
(End of this chapter)