People worship their ancestors: I'm just burning some paper money, how did I become a Taoist ma

After helping the Wang family with the worship ceremony, Li Mu bid farewell to the Wang family and left the Tongling Temple area.

Even now, he still feels a little unreal!

He didn't do anything special; he just helped Wang Qingyu and the others write the petition, seal the document, and recite the scriptures! And yet he received ten million.

Besides the fact that the money was made too easily, the main reason is probably that the Wang family is too rich. For ordinary people, a casual gesture from them is an astronomical figure!

……

The entrance to Tonglingdian Cemetery.

The Wang family stood there, watching Li Mu ride his electric bike and disappear into the night.

After a few seconds of silence, someone finally spoke.

"Qingyu, is that person... reliable?" The speaker was Wang Qingyu's uncle, Wang Zhengguo, a middle-aged man in his fifties with a portly build, his face full of doubt. "You're giving this young punk ten million?"

"That's right!" Wang Qingyu's aunt chimed in, her voice shrill. "They put on a show, burned a bunch of things, and chanted some incomprehensible scriptures. Anyone can do that! Our Wang family may be rich, but we don't use our money like this!"

"Don't say that," Zhao Lanzhi said softly, but her tone lacked confidence. "Didn't Qingyu say that the old man appeared in her dream and gave her instructions..."

"A dream?" Wang Zhengguo snorted. "Qingyu said she dreamed about the old man, and you actually believed her? What if it was just a dream she had? Everyone dreams, right? I've dreamed about Dad before."

Wang Qingyu frowned, but did not speak.

Wang Zhengbang stood to the side, remaining silent.

"Brother, do you mean that Whisper is lying?" Wang Zhengbang finally spoke, his voice not loud, but with a hint of coldness.

Wang Zhengguo was taken aback for a moment, then quickly waved his hand: "That's not what I meant. I just felt that... ten million is not a small amount. Giving it to a young stranger like this, what if it goes down the drain..."

"Who would dare not waste the money my grandfather entrusted to me in a dream?" Wang Qingyu finally couldn't hold back anymore, her voice turning cold. "Uncle, if you don't believe me, just consider this money as something I paid for personally, and you don't need to share it."

"What—what are you saying?" Wang Zhengguo's face turned somewhat ugly. "I'm only doing this for the good of the Wang family. What if we get scammed? How embarrassing would that be if word got out?"

"Alright, alright, stop arguing." Wang Zhengbang waved his hand and looked at his daughter, "Qingyu, are you sure your grandfather really did appear in your dream?"

"Dad, I'm sure." Wang Qingyu looked into her father's eyes and said, word by word, "I remember every single word of what happened last night. Grandpa said he had suffered for several years and didn't even have the money to make a dream offering; he borrowed the money from that Li Fengnian. Grandpa told me to pay back five million to Li Fengnian's descendants and give him another five million to help us burn the offerings once. The money is for Grandpa to spend, not something I gave away randomly."

"Then let's wait. If your grandfather really receives it, he should appear in your dream again." Wang Zhengbang was silent for a moment, then nodded.

"Just wait patiently. Grandpa will receive it and will naturally let us know in a dream, so we won't worry," Wang Qingyu said calmly.

Seeing that Wang Qingyu had said this, the others didn't say anything more.

The remaining few people also dispersed in twos and threes.

Wang Qingyu stood still, glanced back at the cemetery, took a deep breath, slowly exhaled, and then left!

……

The Land of the Dead.

Ever since lending money to his granddaughter to appear in her dream, Wang Zhengyuan has been anxiously waiting at his place.

He lived in a very poor place, in the lowest of the low. He was freezing and hungry every day, but he just couldn't die from the cold or hunger. It was extremely difficult for him!

He had been suffering in the Land of the Dead for several years.

During his lifetime, he was the head of the Tianhai Wang family, wielding immense power and having everything he desired.

Only after death do you realize that no matter how great your abilities are in the mortal world, they are utterly useless in the underworld.

If the offerings burned by Yangshang's descendants cannot be sent down, he will be a poor wretch.

Over the years, he has done all sorts of manual labor, but the little money he earned wasn't even enough to buy him a decent meal.

Two days ago, he heard that an old fellow named Li Fengnian came from the neighborhood, and that his descendants had burned a large amount of gold and silver treasures for him twice, without losing a single item.

The spirits of the dead in this city were all from Yangshang Tianhai City in their previous lives. Since they were from the same place, it was natural for them to be able to gather information!

Wang Zhengyuan couldn't sit still any longer.

After making some inquiries, he found Li Fengnian, introduced himself as a member of the Wang family in Tianhai City, and promised a large sum of money to Yang Shang's descendants to repay five million yuan in cash. He then borrowed the money and gave it to his granddaughter in a dream.

He had made a request in the dream, but he couldn't be sure when his granddaughter would be able to get things done; he could only wait.

He could no longer borrow money to ask for help through the dream, since even a minute of the dream cost a considerable amount.

Li Fengnian, on the other hand, stayed with Wang Zhengyuan, waiting for the outcome.

He also wanted to know if Wang Zhengyuan had fulfilled his promise to have his descendants give Li Mu five million.

"Old Wang, it's been so long, why hasn't there been a sound?" Li Fengnian sat on a stone by the dilapidated doorway of Wang Zhengyuan's house, legs crossed, his tone tinged with impatience. "Is your granddaughter reliable?"

"What a joke!" Wang Zhengyuan paced back and forth in the room, as anxious as an ant on a hot pan, but he refused to back down. "Haven't you heard of the Wang family's reputation?"

"I've heard about it!" Li Fengnian shook his head, "but I don't know anything about your Wang family! Who knows if your granddaughter will take your dream to heart!"

"My granddaughter isn't that kind of person," Wang Zhengyuan stopped and glared at Li Fengnian. "I watched her grow up, she's always been attached to me, how could she not take my instructions to heart? I think you're just worried about your money, aren't you? I, Wang Zhengyuan, had a large and wealthy family in my lifetime, would I lack five million from your great-grandson?"

Li Fengnian pursed his lips and didn't reply.

It wasn't that he was worried about the money.

Anyway, that money was given to him by his great-grandson, so he didn't feel bad about spending it.

He was just curious whether Wang Zhengyuan's granddaughter was reliable or not.

He was just thinking of taking this opportunity to earn some money for Li Mu and Li Xiaoran to improve their lives!

The two were chatting idly when a sudden commotion came from outside.

"Wang Zhengyuan! Is Wang Zhengyuan there?"

It was the voice of a grim reaper, strong and clear, carried from afar.

Wang Zhengyuan and Li Fengnian were startled by the sound, exchanged a glance, and rushed out at the same time.

Then, both of them were stunned.

At the alley entrance, a convoy of cars was slowly approaching.

Leading the procession were two underworld officials riding paper horses, followed by more than a dozen large carts, a grand procession that almost filled the entire alley.

Each vehicle was piled high with gold and silver glitter.

Gold and silver ingots were piled up like small mountains, clothes and silks were neatly stacked, and there were also carriages, paper houses and courtyards, and boxes of Jade Emperor coins...

At a glance, it was several times more than what Li Fengnian had received last time!

"She's here! She's really here!" Wang Zhengyuan jumped up excitedly, his face crinkling into a wide grin. "Hahaha! I knew it! My granddaughter is reliable! Reliable!"

Li Fengnian was also stunned.

His mouth was open, and he couldn't close it for a long time.

He already felt it was enough that Li Mu had burned so much for him last time. But compared to what he was seeing now, his amount was simply insignificant.

"They're fucking rich..." Li Fengnian muttered, "They can burn this much paper money?"