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

Wang Family Mansion, Tianhai City.

It was late at night, and the entire villa was as quiet as a tomb.

Wang Qingyu lay in bed, eyes open, staring at the ceiling, unable to fall asleep.

From childhood to adulthood, in her understanding, the inherited spirit communication hall was the only way for the descendants of the living to connect with their ancestors in the afterlife!

But now, her perception has been completely overturned!

The Spirit Hall, which was once trusted by countless people, has an extremely low probability of successfully establishing a connection with ancestors and enabling them to bless their descendants!

But nowadays, after so many years of worshipping at the Tongling Temple, it's not even as effective as Li Mu writing a petition and reciting scriptures!

But... if the Spirit Hall is really useless, then what have the Wang family done over the past few generations?

If the Hall of Spirits is really just a place that provides psychological comfort, then what about all the money the royal family earns every year?

What are those who come to the spirit hall to worship every day, given the constant flow of people?

"Whisper, still awake?"

Zhao Lanzhi's voice came from outside the door, tinged with worry.

Wang Qingyu looked up and replied, "Mom, I can't sleep."

The door was gently pushed open, and Zhao Lanzhi walked in, wearing a silk nightgown and carrying a cup of warm milk.

"Drink some milk, it helps you sleep." Zhao Lanzhi placed the milk on the bedside table, sat down on the edge of the bed, and reached out to touch her daughter's hair. "What's wrong? Something on your mind?"

Wang Qingyu sat up, took the milk, took a sip, and then put it down.

"Mom, I have a question for you."

"you say."

"Do you really think... the Hall of Spirits is useful?"

Zhao Lanzhi paused for a moment, and the smile on her face froze slightly.

"Why are you suddenly asking this?"

"I just want to know," Wang Qingyu looked into her mother's eyes. "Over the years, we've offered sacrifices at the Spirit Hall so many times, burned so many things, but Grandpa still suffered for so many years down there, and he never even appeared in our dreams. But Li Mu helped with the sacrifices, and every time it worked, Grandpa in the mortal realm received the things we burned for him."

Zhao Lanzhi fell silent.

She had actually thought about this question before.

But she dared not think too deeply about it, because if she did, the very foundation of the Wang family would be shaken.

The Hall of Spirits is the royal family's property, its economic lifeline, and its spiritual pillar.

If the Spirit Hall is really just an ordinary building with only symbolic meaning, then wouldn't the Spirit Hall, which the Wang family has managed for so many generations, become a joke?

"Qingyu, these things aren't something you should worry about alone," Zhao Lanzhi finally said. "Your grandfather appeared in our dream and told us to ask Li Mu for help, so we did. As for the Spirit Hall... it's been passed down from generation to generation. People believe in it, and it's enough that they're willing to come."

Wang Qingyu gave a bitter smile and did not refute.

She knew it was pointless to tell her mother these things.

"Mom, I'm fine now, you should go to sleep." Wang Qingyu lay back down and pulled the blanket up.

Zhao Lanzhi looked at her, hesitated, and finally stood up, walked out of the room, and gently closed the door.

The room fell silent again.

Wang Qingyu closed her eyes, but her mind became even clearer.

She started thinking about a question.

If the Spirit Hall really has no practical use, then could Li Mu's method be... copied?

If everyone could worship their ancestors in the correct way, what a huge market that would be!

No, that's not right.

Wang Qingyu shook her head, dismissing the thought.

The Tongling Temple was not only owned by the royal family, but also by powerful figures in various regions who operated their own Tongling Temple cemeteries.

Moreover, Li Mu's method requires offering sacrifices at cemeteries or graves, writing petitions, and chanting sutras... promoting it doesn't seem easy either.

"Never mind, I don't want to think about it anymore," Wang Qingyu muttered, forcing herself to fall asleep.

……

The next morning!

After finishing breakfast, Wang Qingyu changed her clothes and drove out in a low-key black sedan.

There weren't many people in the Tongling Temple in the early morning.

Wang Qingyu walked into the main hall and looked at the huge memorial tablet for all spirits, feeling a mix of emotions.

In the past, when she came here, she was filled with awe and reverence.

Standing here now, she was thinking about what Li Mu had said—"It's just a building constructed by people, how could it possibly make worship more effective?"

She closed her eyes, took a deep breath, then opened them, turned and walked out of the main hall.

In a short period of time, this once incredibly important Spirit Hall suddenly lost its meaning in her eyes!

Wang Qingyu walked out of the Tongling Temple complex, got into her car, and took out her phone to send a message to Li Mu.

"Li Mu, are you home? I need to talk to you."

Li Mu replied less than a minute after the message was sent.

"Yes, what is it?"

"Let's talk in person. Send me your address, and I'll come find you."

Li Mu sent me his location.

Wang Qingyu glanced at it, started the car, and drove out of the Tongling Temple area.

……

Wang Qingyu arrived shortly afterward!

Li Mu greeted Wang Qingyu at the entrance of the residential area, directed her to park her car after they met, and then led her home!

After inviting Wang Qingyu to sit on the sofa, Li Mu poured her a glass of water and then sat down opposite her.

"What do you want?"

"I've been thinking about something!" Wang Qingyu said slowly, "You've already proven that the Spirit Hall is just a place for psychological comfort. Although no one will question it now, it's hard to say what will happen as you use your methods more!"

"Miss Wang, what exactly are you trying to say?" Li Mu frowned slightly upon hearing this.

"Then I'll get straight to the point. Have you ever thought about how huge the market is for your method of effectively worshipping ancestors? Worshipping is something everyone does. If you promote your method and let people know that you can achieve 100% success in worshipping, and scale up paid worship, what a huge market that would bring!" Wang Qingyu continued.

Upon hearing this, Li Mu immediately understood Wang Qingyu's purpose: she wanted to get her hands on him to make money.

She's right. In a world where everyone is worshipping their ancestors, providing a method that guarantees 100% success in worship is indeed a huge market!

As long as it ensures the success of ancestor worship, even if the fees are high, countless people will flock to it!

People would do anything to buy this service!

However... this matter is not as simple as Wang Qingyu thought...

"I'm sorry... I might have to disappoint you about this!" Li Mu smiled casually.

"Why?" Wang Qingyu's face immediately showed surprise. "If you can put your effort into this, you can definitely make huge profits, and achieving financial freedom will be a sure thing!"

"I won't agree to that! Don't even think about it anymore. Neither the prerequisites nor the consequences allow it to happen! If you don't want to get yourself into trouble, get rid of this idea!" Li Mu said bluntly.

The City God has already made his intentions clear to him. If he agrees, wouldn't that be taking advantage of the City God's kindness and going against him?

Li Mu didn't want to gamble on the consequences of such an action, nor did he want Wang Qingyu to do it, lest it bring him unnecessary trouble.

However, Wang Qingyu didn't quite understand the meaning behind Li Mu's words!

The Wang family is a large and powerful family in Tianhai, and she really couldn't imagine what kind of trouble they could cause by doing such a thing!