"Young master, you say..." An old lady spoke first in a trembling voice, but the words seemed to be choked by something when they reached her lips. She just widened her eyes, her face full of disbelief.

"This, this, this, is there a ghost?" A young man shouted in horror, his body involuntarily leaning towards the person next to him, as if he could find a sense of security in this way.

"Don't they say ghosts can't go out during the day?" An old man wearing glasses and looking quite gentle adjusted his glasses frame, his face full of confusion, but his slightly trembling hands still revealed his inner nervousness.

Jiang Suisui looked at the panicked faces of the crowd and patiently explained in a baby voice, "Don't worry, Grandpa and Grandma. If you don't do anything wrong, you won't be afraid of ghosts knocking on your door."

"Their old man has nowhere to go now and is extremely anxious. If he delays any longer, he might die. That's why he's been following them closely. I'm sure he's appeared in your dreams many times during this period, right?"

Wang Hu nodded hurriedly after hearing this, his face still tinged with fear. He said, "Every time the four of us close our eyes, we dream of my dad chasing us with those big, copper-bell-like eyes, cursing non-stop. Life is really unbearable!"

Wang Hu's mother also echoed, "Yes, Master, my family and I all had the same dream. Every time we woke up from the dream, we were covered in cold sweats. This is too scary! I really had no choice, so I hurried to find you."

Jiang Suisui nodded slightly, signaling everyone to stay calm.

She held the Yin-Yang pen in her hand, gestured lightly in the air a few times, and muttered something.

As she moved, the air around her seemed to grow heavier, the temperature plummeting, and a sinister atmosphere quietly filled the air...

Wang Hu closed his eyes tightly, his heart filled with tension and anticipation. When he slowly opened his eyes again, the scene in front of him made him stand still for a moment.

He saw his long-deceased father standing not far away, his figure illusory yet clearly discernible, his finger pointing straight at him, his familiar face now filled with anger and resentment.

"Dad, it's really you." Wang Hu's voice trembled with a hint of guilt and surprise, and his legs unconsciously became weak. If his wife beside him had not supported him in time, he would have collapsed to the ground on the spot.

Wang Hu's mother was also terrified. She clutched her daughter-in-law tightly with both hands, as if this could give her a sense of security. She trembled and shouted at the ghost, "Old man, why do you scare us like this every day? We are all your relatives!"

Old Man Wang was surrounded by a thick layer of black air, and he looked terrifying. Hearing his wife's words, he was furious and snorted loudly: "How dare you say that? Even in the underworld, I didn't expect that there would be a disaster after death!"

"This brat, the tombstone he erected for me is actually made of stainless steel! Just because your family is in the stainless steel business, you made me such a thing?" Old man Wang became more and more angry as he spoke. He raised his hand and waved it in the air. The illusory arm brought up a gust of cold wind, making the necks of the people around him feel cold.

After hearing this, Wang Hu scratched his head awkwardly and muttered, "Dad, I just wanted you to be unique among all the cemeteries."

When Old Man Wang heard this, the dark aura on his face grew even darker. He widened his eyes and rolled them fiercely. "I should thank you, right? You're trying to scare me to death! The high-voltage wire on the grave fell directly on it. Are you asking me to practice thunder and fire on the grave? I'm dead, not cultivating immortality. Go and see, the trees next to my grave have all become lightning-struck trees."

Seeing that the five of them seemed to be planning to chat endlessly, Jiang Suisui had to clear her throat and remind them, "Grandpa, please get down to business. It's broad daylight now. If you keep following them for a few more days, you'll really be scared to death."

After hearing Jiang Suisui's words, Wang Hu's father temporarily suppressed his anger and nodded gratefully at Jiang Suisui: "Thank you, little master. If it weren't for you, I don't know when I would have been able to redress my grievances."

Then he turned to Wang Hu and started cursing again: "You still want to be unique? Look what happens now. On the whole mountain, only your father's grave is darkened by lightning, and I am mocked by those lonely ghosts every day!"

"I chased you in my dreams every day, just wanting you to come and see me quickly, but you just slept like a dead pig day after day. I had no choice but to send dreams to my whole family, but who knew you would run away when you saw me? You haven't slept for the past few days. How can I tell you that the ancestral graves of our Wang family are even smoking!"

The people around listened to this unusual conversation, and the expressions on their faces were wonderful.

Some looked reluctant, while others were trying hard to suppress their smiles.

The Gu family members were scattered around, observing everything quietly.

I really didn't expect to witness such a dramatic scene: youth has no price, and lightning struck my dad directly. It really made people laugh.

Wang Hu was like a child who had made a mistake, with his head lowered and his face flushed red, looking like a ripe tomato.

He pursed his lips and managed to squeeze out a weak voice: "Dad, I really didn't know it would be like this. What should I do now?"

Jiang Suisui blinked her bright eyes, looked at Wang Hu, and said crisply, "Uncle, don't worry. Give me Grandpa's birth date first."

Wang Hu's mother took the paper and pen handed to her by Jiang Suisui and wrote down her old man's birthday.

Jiang Suisui counted on his fingers, "Tomorrow is an auspicious day, uncle. You must hurry back and carefully renovate Grandpa's grave and replace it with a traditional tombstone. Also, burn more paper money and gold ingots for Grandpa so that he can have more money over there."

Although Jiang Suisui's voice was childish, it revealed an unquestionable certainty.