"Becoming an immortal or a Buddha?" For some reason, Zhao Youliang's heart was filled with anticipation when he heard the mention of becoming an immortal or a Buddha.

It seems this was a goal he had been pursuing for a long time, but for some reason, he had forgotten about it before.

Upon realizing this, Zhao Youliang subconsciously took out his treasure from his pocket. Of course, this was a treasure that was extremely rare and hard to come by for any cultivator.

One book, "I Miss You," and another, "A Verse on Worshipping Buddha Without Heart."

At that moment, a thought suddenly arose in Zhao Youliang's mind: Taoism or Buddhism, which is more important?

As if guessing what Zhao Youliang was thinking, Liao Zhiyuan gave a standard answer.

“Brother Quantum, whether it’s Buddhism or Taoism, they all lead to the same goal and there is no essential difference between them.”

"Or it's not wrong to say that Buddhism is the Tao."

"Yes!" Zhao Youliang nodded deeply, and then asked the question he was concerned about.

"Egg Boy, does that mean immortals can live as long as heaven and earth?"

Are all the elders in your family gods?

Upon hearing this, Chang Jie slowly shook his head: "I'll answer you one by one, Quantum."

"First of all, none of my elders are immortals... my second uncle is a ghost... the Ghost Emperor."

“My uncle studied military strategy; he was a contemporary military strategist practicing in the human world.”

"The military strategist is independent of the three religions and nine schools of thought; it is a unique cultivation system in our divine land."

"Oh, by the way, 'three teachings and nine schools of thought' is not a derogatory term. The three teachings refer to Confucianism, Buddhism, and Taoism. The nine schools of thought refer to the nine major schools of thought from the pre-Qin period to the early Han Dynasty: Confucianism, Yin-Yang School, Taoism, Legalism, Agriculturalism, School of Names, Mohism, School of Diplomacy, and Miscellaneous School."

"The young general is the current leader of the Mohist school, also known as the Grand Master."

Chang Jie seemed tired at this point, as he rarely spoke so much at once.

He took a few deep drags on his cheap cigarette, until his face turned ashen, before continuing to speak.

"Furthermore, even immortals do not live forever; their lifespan is limited."

"For example, the ghost immortals in the underworld are replaced every two thousand years, without exception."

"I don't know how many years other immortals can live."

"Anyway, the shortest lifespan among the immortals is only a thousand or eight hundred years, unless they eat rare and precious herbs like Pan Tao, ginseng fruit, or Huang Zhong plum to prolong their lives."

"Otherwise, sooner or later we will have to go through the cycle of reincarnation."

"Oh, so that's how it is..." Just as Zhao Youliang, who had just learned new knowledge, was filled with longing for the mysterious and vast world of cultivation, he suddenly felt a chill.

Looking up, I saw the long-unseen Yinling Chariot speeding towards me from afar.

Judging from their appearance, they're still heading towards the barbecue stall.

And there was absolutely no intention of braking!

"groove!"

Zhao Youliang was shocked to see this and instinctively jumped up, knocking Yingchun's wife, who was calculating the bill for a customer at the next table, to the ground.

"Watch out, everyone! It's coming!"

Everyone: "......"

After a brief moment of confusion, everyone burst into laughter.

Even Yingchun's sister-in-law, who was being held down by Zhao Youliang, looked helpless: "Quantum, what are you doing? Let me go!"

"So many people are watching..."

After hearing what Sister Yingchun said, the others started teasing her even more.

"Quantum, are you in such a hurry? Can't you even wait until we close up shop?"

"Listen to us, this kind of thing should be done at home, it's not appropriate here, hahaha!"

Faced with Yingchun's sister-in-law's shy reproach and the good-natured teasing from the crowd, Zhao Youliang blushed deeply.

He hurriedly scrambled to his feet, explaining, "Sisters, everyone, it's not what you think, there was a car..."

"Oh my god, where's the car?!"

Looking around blankly, Zhao Youliang discovered that the Yin Spirit Chariot was gone.

Also missing is Wuxin's "Notes on Buddhist Worship".

"Holy crap!!"

Zhao Youliang panicked immediately, putting "I miss you" into his pocket while crawling on the ground searching for it.

"Where are the books? Where are the books my master wrote?!"

"If I lose this, I'll be in a terrible lurch!!"

Seeing Zhao Youliang's anxious and nervous appearance, everyone put away their joking thoughts.

"A book? What book? Tell us quickly and we'll help you find it!"

Before Zhao Youliang could even speak, someone with a discerning eye explained for him: "What else could it be? A secret manual written by a deity!"

"Didn't you see how anxious Quantum is?!"

"How could it be a children's book? Quantum is a shamanic disciple!"

As soon as these words were spoken, the scene immediately became spectacular: everyone at the barbecue stall, regardless of age or gender, bent over and lay on the ground, carefully searching every corner around them.

"We can't lose the book written by the gods; we're counting on them to help protect Quantum Town!"

"Find them quickly! If they can't be found, no one is allowed to go home today!"

Unfortunately, after searching for a whole cigarette and even interrogating a passing rat with two big mouths, they still found nothing.

At the crucial moment, Chang Jie spoke up: "There's no need to bother with the quantum; it must have been stolen by the Yin Spirit Cart."

Upon hearing this, Zhao Youliang was both shocked and furious: "The Yin Spirit Chariot?"

"Why did that thing steal my book? Does he want to become a monk too?!"

Upon hearing this, Chang Jie slowly shook his head: "I don't know about quantum mechanics. The Yinling Cart has always been very mysterious. I'm not familiar with it."

"But it must have been stolen by it."

"No, I have to go after them!" Zhao Youliang took off his apron and headed out of the town.

"I can't lose the books Master gave me, I absolutely can't lose them!"

"Woof woof woof!" Just then, the big yellow dog barked wildly and then bit Zhao Youliang's trouser leg and refused to let go.

Translator Chang Jie promptly chimed in: "Quantum, Da Huang said you can't go."

“He said you can’t beat the ghost carriage, and if you go there, you’ll be dragged into the carriage and taken away with it.”

"Take him to a remote mountain valley and sell him to someone to raise as a mentally challenged son."

"This..." Zhao Youliang was speechless because what the other person said was true.

Although she remained stubborn, there was nothing she could do.

Fortunately, Liao Zhiyuan came to his rescue: "Brother Quantum, do you still remember Li Mao's grandfather?"

"That old man who couldn't be reincarnated because he promoted Catholicism."

"I remember, what's wrong, Xiao Liao?" Zhao Youliang was taken aback: "He was here just now too?"

"No, not at all." Liao Zhiyuan quickly shook his head: "Last time we were with him, weren't we also chased by the ghostly carriage?"

"After chasing it to one place, the ghostly chariot left on its own."

"The old man said that every time the ghostly vehicle tried to capture them, it would stop chasing them at that location, do you remember?"

Zhao Youliang wasn't stupid; upon hearing this, he immediately realized, "Xiao Liao, you mean there's something that Yin Ling Che fears in that place, or... or people?!"

"As long as we find that thing or that person, we can deal with the Yin Spirit Cart!"

"Yes!" Liao Zhiyuan nodded deeply...