The token Huang Yu mentioned was the one that the underworld messenger had given to Zhao Youliang.

The simple-minded Xiong Ba was slow to react; instead of grabbing it immediately, he asked blankly.

"Token? Xiaoyu, what do you need that treasure for?"

"Wait...you mean, the Ghost Cart is coming for us?!"

"Something terrible has happened!"

By the time Xiong Ba finally realized what was happening, the grasshopper demon had already raised the token and handed it to Huang Yu.

After receiving the token, Huang Yu also raised it high above his head and chanted rapidly.

"Humans are separated by a sheet of paper, ghosts are separated by a mountain; a thousand evils cannot be lured out, ten thousand evils cannot be lured out."

"In the name of the gentleman, I hereby order!"

After Huang Yu finished reciting the ghost-repelling incantation, a beam of green light emanated from the token, enveloping the backyard of the paper-making shop.

However, when the black light spread to the front yard, it was violently repelled by an invisible force, and at the same time, a shrill, mournful laugh came from the female doll's body.

Accompanying the grotesque laughter was the eerie opera singing style.

"Life is but a short time, death is much longer; who can escape the impermanence of life? This filthy, foul-smelling body, once cast aside, reveals no true reality."

"One may acquire a rich and noble appearance, but such a appearance is merely a possession of kings and nobles..."

Whether it was the singing style or Huang Yu's "ghost-repelling spell" that worked, the ghostly carriage outside first slowly stopped, then turned around and headed towards the front yard of the paper-making shop.

It stopped straight in front of the paper-making shop.

Then the car door opened, and the Ma father and son, with only their upper bodies remaining, crawled out screaming.

Seemingly driven by something, it crawled straight toward the door of the paper-making shop, leaving two long trails of blood behind it.

After struggling to climb to the door, he began to bang on it desperately, not daring to stop for even half a second when his head was bleeding.

Such a blatant provocation naturally enraged the people in the paper-making shop.

The woman's laughter grew louder and more terrifying.

Then, with a bang, the door of the paper-making shop opened by itself, and a biting, eerie wind howled out from inside.

The paper figures standing in two rows all grinned maliciously, their blood-red eyes fixed on the ghostly chariot outside.

Meanwhile, driven by a mysterious force, the Ma father and son crawled straight into the shop.

It crawled while letting out a piercing scream.

It seemed as if she was afraid, yet also as if she wanted to vent all the pain she was enduring.

As the Ma family father and son crawled into the shop, the paper figures mechanically headed towards the door to greet them.

The two sides are gradually getting closer to each other.

The cold laughter and screams of the Ma father and son echoed throughout the town.

Just as the two sides were about to make contact, a gray line as thick as a baby's arm suddenly appeared between them, which was the life-or-death line separating the paper-making shop.

Anything that came into contact with the line between life and death, whether it was the Ma family father and son or the paper figures, immediately flew away with a scream, as if it had been hit by a red-hot iron.

Seeing this, the ghostly cart outside the shop first took in the Ma family father and son, then slowly retreated, disappearing little by little into the eerie night.

Inside the shop, the paper figures trembled as they looked at the line between life and death.

The eerie laughter emanating from the female doll grew increasingly shrill, like a mournful cry...

......

When Zhao Youliang woke up again, it was already the next morning.

Without thinking of anything else, he quickly picked up his phone and called Sister Yingchun.

Before the call was answered, Zhao Youliang paced anxiously in place.

"Sis, please don't let anything happen to you!"

After the call connected, Yingchun's sister-in-law's lazy voice came from the other end.

"Quantum, why are you calling me so early? Is something wrong?"

Upon hearing Yingchun's voice, Zhao Youliang couldn't help but burst into tears.

Even her voice trembled slightly: "Sister, are you alright?!"

"Me?" The person on the other end of the phone was clearly taken aback. "I'm fine!"

"You went to bed as soon as you got home last night. What's wrong, Quantum?"

Once he was certain that Yingchun's sister-in-law was safe, Zhao Youliang finally felt relieved.

"I'm fine as long as you're alright, sis... I'm fine too!"

"Um, I just had a nightmare, and I'm a little worried about you!"

"I'm hanging up now, sis, you get some more sleep!"

Zhao Youliang was relieved, but Yingchun's sister-in-law became worried.

"Quantum, what's wrong with you? Tell me what's wrong!"

"How about this, I'll get up and make breakfast right now, and bring it to you when it's ready."

"Let's talk face to face!"

Yingchun's words were exactly what Zhao Youliang wanted to hear, so he quickly agreed.

After all, he couldn't rest easy until he saw the person.

What I saw last night was so bizarre... Sister Yingchun was perfectly fine, so why was she in the ghost carriage?

While pondering the situation, Zhao Youliang opened his shop according to the rules. When he passed by the doghouse, he noticed that the big yellow dog was not inside.

"Seriously? Going out to act like a hooligan so early in the morning?"

"Are you stupid? Even the female dogs aren't up at this hour. Who are you trying to fool?"

Just as Zhao Youliang was muttering to himself about the big yellow dog, Huang Yu's voice rang in his ears.

"Quantum, I'm sorry about what happened yesterday."

Zhao Youliang knew that the other party was doing it for his own good, and since he was certain that Yingchun's sister-in-law was alright, he didn't care even more.

"Brother Huang, what are you saying? What 'sorry'? Let bygones be bygones."

"Oh, right, I was just about to ask you that..."

After telling Huang Yu that Yingchun's sister-in-law had survived, even this direct descendant of the Huang family couldn't explain why.

He found himself in the same thoughts as Zhao Youliang, but Huang Yu's thinking was far more comprehensive than Zhao Youliang's:

If Sister Yingchun is alright, then who is in the ghost carriage? Or rather, what exactly is it?

To put it another way, if Yingchun's sister-in-law had an accident and was really taken away by the Yin Spirit Cart, then who was the person who was talking to Zhao Youliang just now?!

With this thought in mind, Huang Yu had no other good ideas for the time being, except to remind Zhao Youliang to be more careful.

We could only wait until Sister Yingchun came to deliver the food and then secretly observe her carefully.

However, the first "person" to arrive was not Sister Yingchun, but a tired-looking big yellow dog.

The guy, still wearing a steel helmet, swaggered in through the door, his big butt swaying.

Upon seeing the big yellow dog, Zhao Youliang hurriedly bowed and scraped as he went to greet it—he had no choice, he was simply too afraid of being beaten up.

"Good morning, sir. You've worked hard!"

"Sir, have you eaten yet? If not, then you'll have to go hungry!"

Because Zhao Youliang's attitude was respectful, almost to the point of flattery, the big yellow dog, who could only analyze the other party's meaning by his expression, ignored him.

After humming twice, it crawled back into its doghouse to sleep.

"Quantum, don't you think Da Huang is acting a little strange today? He seems very tired," Huang Yu asked softly, his attention attentive.

Upon hearing this, Zhao Youliang's face was full of meaning: "Hey, going out to act like a hooligan so early in the morning, how can you not be tired?"

"It's only because this rascal dog has good stamina; any other dog would have been exhausted long ago..."