I am not fortunate enough to have such a connection with you!

"Stop joking, we don't have that much time. But if you're really envious, I can introduce you to that female ghost later."

Upon hearing this, Luo Tianhe shrank back and furtively looked around.

"Don't talk nonsense! If you disturb the ghost bride, you'll be in big trouble!"

I pursed my lips. Luo Tianhe had a point. What if that female ghost was watching us and heard me say something so outrageous...?

At this point, Lei Jijian had already told me the method to delay Lao Dao's corpse transformation.

Under Luo Tianhe's somewhat puzzled gaze, I jogged up the grave mound, activated my Heavenly Eye to look around, and soon focused my attention on the tallest tomb in my sight.

The yin energy is strongest there!

According to Lei Jijian, the heavier the yin energy in a place, the better it is at delaying the corpse transformation of Lao Dao.

"However, isn't it a bit too easy to incur divine retribution for doing something like digging up someone else's grave?"

The method of using the Thunder Strike Sword requires Old Knife to usurp the tomb and become its master, enjoying the nourishment of Yin energy.

"Digging up graves? Chen Yan, what are you going to do? Is this also to delay Old Knife's corpse transformation?"

Luo Tianhe shouted, "Although I haven't told him the method of the Thunder Strike Sword yet, he has already guessed the purpose of digging up the grave."

After all, he's seen so many ghosts with me; he's no longer the naive kid he used to be.

"It's alright, Chen Yan. Don't worry, dig all you want. Next time we come, we'll burn more paper money for him, and make amends with villas, sports cars, and the like. This place is deserted, and these wandering ghosts probably haven't received paper money in a long time. They'll be thanking us then!"

When I heard this, I immediately realized it made sense. After all, this was a mass burial ground; who would burn paper money and offer incense to ghosts here?

With that in mind, I picked up the Thunderstrike Sword and began digging the grave.

"Damn it, Master! You actually used me for this kind of thing!"

At this moment, Lei Jijian must be regretting his brilliant suggestion. If he had an expression, he would probably be furious.

I ignored the lightning sword and muttered to myself as I dug the grave:

"I have a reason for borrowing your grave today! I came in a hurry and did not offer incense. I will surely repay you in the future, please do not be angry!"

As I was speaking, I was astonished to discover that the soil on the grave seemed to have come to life, cooperating with me as I dug open the tomb.

Luo Tianhe rubbed his eyes, staring at the scene before him in disbelief.

"Holy crap, Chen Yan! Before I met you, I had lived for so many years without ever seeing a ghost. After I met you, ghosts are more common than roadside weeds!"

Can these two arms talk?

I shoved the lightning sword into the ground and said irritably,

"Stop babbling and bring Old Dao over here! If he dies later, it'll all be your fault!"

With the help of the tomb owner, I don't need to dig the soil myself anymore, which is a good thing.

I'm used to encountering ghosts. It's not like I've ever met a ghost before. It all started the day I was targeted by the ghost bride.

Thinking of this, I couldn't help but spit out my drink.

If it weren't for Sister Wu's job back then, I wouldn't be encountering ghosts every day!

However, every cloud has a silver lining.

My fate has always been unfavorable, so it's hard to say whether it's a good thing or a bad thing.

"Big brother, are you going to bury me?"

Old Dao finally realized what was happening, his eyes widened, and he asked in a terrified tone.

"I'm not dead, brother!"

He struggled desperately, and Luo Tianhe instinctively pressed him down, causing rotting flesh and blood to splatter everywhere.

Old Dao paused upon seeing this scene. He stopped struggling and began groping his body, his hands trembling uncontrollably.

Old Dao lowered his head, the shadow completely obscuring his expression, so we couldn't see what it was.

"So I was already dead. No wonder you wanted to bury me, boss."

Old Dao murmured.

Suddenly, he raised his head, his pale face expressionless, his eyes staring straight at Luo Tianhe.

"Boss, if I die, you have to take good care of my mother. I'm her only son!"

I shook my head. Old Dao is really loyal. Even after all this, he hasn't blamed Luo Tianhe at all. After all, none of this would have happened if Luo Tianhe hadn't brought them here.

"Old Dao, you won't die. I'll take care of your mother for a while, until you get better,"

Luo Tianhe looked directly into Lao Dao's terrifying, bloodshot eyes without flinching.

Old Dao nodded blankly, clearly believing that Luo Tianhe was telling a white lie.

However, having followed Luo Tianhe for so many years, he knew Luo Tianhe's character well, and he would handle his own affairs after his death.

Luo Tianhe gritted his teeth.

Old Dao's complete trust made him feel very guilty.

If Lao Dao were to scream and yell hysterically, he would actually feel better.

When the tomb mound was completely separated, the scene that appeared before me took my breath away. I saw a gaunt figure dressed in a Taoist robe sitting in the tomb chamber, gazing at us leisurely.

My scalp tingled instantly. If it were a ghost, I wouldn't be so afraid.

But this thing is too strange. If you call it a ghost, it is dressed in a Taoist robe.

You should know that Taoist robes have a great restraining effect on evil spirits!

The Taoist robe, to the naked eye, was an ordinary dark black, and apart from being slightly worn, it seemed to have nothing special about it.

But in my eyes, which had been opened by the Heavenly Eye, the robe was a robe made of several layers of human skin tanned with dark brown blood.

For the first time ever, I felt a sharp pain coming from my third eye, making it impossible for me to stand. I knelt down in agony, clutching my forehead tightly with my right hand.

The lightning sword was now silent, like an ordinary wooden sword that I had driven into the ground when I knelt down, but I could not pull it out no matter what I did.

"One, a Taoist priest?"

Luo Tianhe looked back at me, and he felt more fear when he saw the ghost in the wedding dress than when he saw this scene.

In his view, Taoist priests were there to exorcise demons and monsters, and would not harm him.

Moreover, Taoist priests are not immortal; it's not surprising that they die, live in tombs, and become ghosts.

Seeing that Luo Tianhe seemed to want to ask the ghost Taoist priest for help to save Lao Dao, I quickly grabbed him and stepped back while bowing, leaving Lao Dao alone in the grave.

As we stepped back, the tomb silently closed.

Luo Tianhe was somewhat dissatisfied:

"Why are you in such a hurry to come out? What if this Taoist priest can cure Old Knife directly?"

I was silent for a moment before I spoke:

"It's not that simple. I feel that the Taoist priest is being restrained by something. If he wasn't being restrained, we would have been dead long ago."

Luo Tianhe stared in disbelief, realizing he had just escaped death. After a moment of stunned silence, he grabbed my shoulder:

"So we're just leaving Old Knife there like this?"

I looked up at him:

"Otherwise, do you have a better idea?"