Zhao Youliang was completely shocked after hearing Huang Yu's words.

He never imagined that the seemingly cynical and even somewhat foolish middle-aged man would be so capable!

"Brother Huang, do you mean that if the 'Young General' is willing to help me, everything can be resolved?"

"Including the ghost carriage and this run-down shop?!"

Huang Yu nodded deeply upon hearing this.

“Quantum, if the legend is true, if the young general were willing to condescend to come to the paper-making shop, those two (the two puppets) would have to carry their coffins and move overnight, no matter how fierce they are.”

"As for the Yin Spirit Chariot... it doesn't even dare to appear within the young general's sight!"

"Holy crap, no way! That's so exaggerated?!" Zhao Youliang had a deep understanding of the evil nature of paper-making shops and ghost carts, which is why he found it hard to believe.

As soon as Zhao Youliang finished speaking, before Huang Yu could reply, another reassuring voice rang out.

It was none other than the ancestor of Little Dumplings, the contemporary head of the Hui family, Hui Wuming.

"Hahaha, it's not an exaggeration, it's outrageous!"

"That little bastard Daji is too despicable. He is not the number one scourge of the Yin-Yang realm for nothing."

"Let alone the Yin Spirit Chariot, even the Ten Great Yin Marshals would get a headache just looking at him and would want to stay as far away from him as possible!"

"Quantum, do you know what the biggest wish of all the underworld officials is? It's funny."

"Their greatest wish is 'May China be peaceful and prosperous, and may there never be another young general in the world,' hahaha!"

Upon seeing the arrival of the Gray Family Head, everyone hurriedly bowed and paid their respects.

"Greetings to the Ancestor of the Hui Family! May the Ancestor enjoy eternal bliss!"

Hui Wuming was as approachable as ever: "Alright, alright, no need for formalities. I'm not used to people bowing to me."

"Relax, everyone. I'm just here for a quick look and I'll be leaving soon."

"Sigh, if it weren't for the little brat being worried about Zhao Youliang and insisting that I come and take a look, I wouldn't dare to disobey the master's words and get involved in karma so casually."

The little brat the Gray Family Head was referring to was naturally the little dumpling who was already being affectionate with Zhao Youliang.

Seeing the friendly interaction between the man and the mouse, the head of the Gray Clan looked on with a kind expression.

After letting out a silent sigh, she spoke again: "Fine, considering how destined you are to be with my little one, I'll say a few more words."

"Zhao Youliang, you are the reincarnation of the Sixth King of Hell's ghost child, destined to suffer many calamities and hardships in this life."

"Logically speaking, you will definitely not live to the age of thirty, and then your soul will be captured by the underworld and you will be trapped in the eighteen levels of hell to suffer endless torment."

"The only way to break this deadlock is to gain the young general's approval. This is your only chance!"

"Just ask the young general to be your guide, and you won't even have a chance to die!"

"To be precise, even if you were to commit suicide because you couldn't think straight, the underworld would kick you back!"

"Alright, that's all I wanted to say."

"I'm entrusting Xiaojiaozi to you... Don't let him down, don't let the children around you down, I'm leaving!"

After saying that, the head of the Gray family disappeared from everyone's sight.

Everyone hurriedly bowed to see them off, and dared not get up for a long time.

They looked at each other in bewilderment only after confirming that the legendary figure had truly gone far away.

The main thing is that the words of the Gray Family Head were really shocking: what do you mean that even if you commit suicide, you will be kicked back by the underworld?

Doesn't that mean you're immortal?

However, Zhao Youliang's thoughts at this moment were different from those of the immortals.

"Brother Huang, I have a question for you: What did Sixth Master mean when he said not to let you down?"

Huang Yu smiled and said, "As your shaman, the more powerful you are, the more we will rise with you."

"If one day you can truly become a Buddha or an ancestor, then we will naturally benefit immensely."

"Conversely, if you die a violent death, then we..."

"Forget it, let's not talk about it anymore. Quantum, you don't need to feel pressured. Following you is our own choice!"

......

Zhao Youliang couldn't sleep for a long time that night; he thought about so many things.

Especially when looking at the little mouse lying next to his pillow, sleeping soundly with snot bubbles coming out of its nose.

"No, even for the sake of Xiaojiao and Brother Huang, I can't die a violent death!"

"It doesn't matter if I die, I can't hold them back!"

With this thought in mind, Zhao Youliang made up his mind: when it got light, he would ask Brother Huang to take him to the head of the Bai family and ask him to treat his father's illness.

Then we'll go to the ruins of the courtyard in Jiudaogou Village again. Who knows, we might run into the young general there!

Even if it means shamelessly begging, I must ask this important person to be my guide!

When dawn finally broke, Zhao Youliang immediately shared his thoughts with Huang Yu.

Huang Yu naturally agreed, but then said something that disappointed Zhao Youliang.

"Quantum, it seems we'll have to wait a few more days to invite the Bai family patriarch."

"As far as I know, he is not at home; he has gone out to practice medicine all over the world."

"Oh, I see... Then I'll head to the courtyard first, just in case I'm lucky enough to run into the young general!"

"By the way, Brother Huang, do you know what the young general likes? I'd like to prepare in advance."

Huang Yu smiled wryly: "How would I know about the affairs of such important people?"

"But sincerity is key; you just need to keep a sincere heart."

......

They rode in Li Mao's car again, and Li Mao still refused to take money.

This time, however, Zhao Youliang secretly put the fare in Li Mao's pocket.

As I always say: life isn't easy for anyone, so let's try to understand each other!

Around noon, Zhao Youliang finally arrived at the "ruins" of Jiudaogou Village.

Following his memory, Zhao Youliang walked to the place where he had found the small wooden knife last time. He then arranged all the offerings he had brought neatly and knelt down for a long time.

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