Zhong Dao told the story in a few words, letting Zhong Sheng know the origin of the matter.

The Desolate Ghost King is on a large mountain in the underworld, dominating the ghost realm in Guanzhong. He has ten ghost generals, one hundred and eight lieutenants, one hundred thousand elite soldiers, and countless miscellaneous soldiers under his command.

Ever since Zhong Dao entered the underworld, he had conflicts with him and had several fights.

The second uncle is worthy of being the destined ghost king. He leads a group of ghosts who are innocent souls. The more he fights, the braver he becomes, and his power grows like a snowball.

On the other hand, the Huanggui King is obviously far superior in power, but he is defeated one after another.

Six of the top ten ghost generals were lost, and three defected to Zhongdao, and in turn attacked the old master.

Most of the one hundred and eight ghost captains were wiped out like wind and clouds.

Zhongdao feeds himself with war, and now he is beginning to gain strength. He has eaten up most of the territory of the Wild Ghost King, and evil ghosts from all directions have come to surrender.

Today's second uncle can be regarded as a ghost hero with tens of thousands of soldiers under his own control.

Above the ghost heroes, there is the ghost king, the top existence in the underworld, and the wild ghost king is one of them.

In order for Zhongdao to be promoted from Ghost King to Ghost King, he must destroy the Wild Ghost King and annex his strength.

Unwilling to suffer a loss, the Huanggui King is preparing his troops, inviting helpers, and vows to destroy Zhong Kui.

He didn't know where to find out, and found out that Zhong Dao had a young girl to marry, so he thought of it and snatched her bride.

"The Wild Ghost King is disgusting, and he wants to harm my little sister, ah!"

When Zhong Dao mentioned this, he became furious, "Wait until I catch him, tear him into pieces and drink."

Zhong Sheng patted his chest and assured, "Second uncle, don't worry, as long as I'm here, no one can touch my sister-in-law."

He has an ancient sword in his hand, as well as Yin and Yang. Although he is reluctant to face the ghost king, the second uncle is not a vegetarian.

According to the second uncle's introduction, there is now a war in the underworld, Zhong Kui versus the Ghost King, and both of them can't get away. At most, they will send some minions to provoke them.

"When I destroy the Desolate Ghost King and return to my hometown to preside over my sister's wedding, Xiaosheng, my family will depend on you."

After a night, Du's house was safe and sound.

The one-legged ghost hypnotizes everyone, and even if there is a big movement, it cannot wake them up.

In addition, ghosts leave no traces in the sun, and when the sun shines, everything is gone.

The old housekeeper thought to himself that the sorcerer would probably have escaped long ago.

So, they simply withdrew all the people watching the night, and continued as usual, leaving only the servants who kept watch at night.

Zhong Sheng stayed at home, either practicing his sword or appeasing his irritable little donkey.

"The head of the family is back."

Zhong Sheng heard the old housekeeper's call and rushed out the door.

A dusty carriage parked at the door. Du Ping held the big red coffin and jumped from the shaft to the ground.

"Uncle Du."

Du Ping dusted himself off and called him over, "Xiaosheng, quickly kowtow to your second uncle."

The coffin had long been chopped into pieces by Zhong Sheng. This brand new red lacquered coffin was purchased by Du Ping with a large sum of money to place the body.

"This trip to Chang'an City was full of twists and turns. I tried my best to find out the whereabouts of Brother Zhong."

"Those officials and petty officials recognized the money but not the person. They insisted that I was not a relative and had no right to take me away."

"I emptied my luggage, borrowed money from local businesses, and checked with more than a dozen government agencies before I passed the test."

After Du Ping finished speaking, he sighed and said, "Xiaosheng, you are the only male in the family. Brother Zhong has no descendants, so I will take care of the funeral arrangements."

Zhong Sheng was a little embarrassed. Their family lived and ate in Du's house, and now it would cost him to bury his second uncle.

Not to mention, Du Ping's expenses in Chang'an are also quite large.

"Brother Zhong and I are as close as brothers, and you are also my nephew."

"We are all a family, so you don't have to worry too much about some things."

Du Ping seemed to understand Zhong Sheng's thoughts and persuaded him harmoniously.

Zhong Sheng was even more determined, even if the Huanggui King came to snatch the bride in person, he would kill it.

In the inner house, Grandma Zhong and her sister-in-law heard that Zhong Kui's body was brought back, and they walked out with support, holding the coffin and crying loudly.

Du Ping came forward and asked someone to ask about the almanac. Then he set up a mourning hall at home, built a bamboo shed, and hung white clothes.

Relatives and friends in the city came to pay homage to Du Ping.

Grandma Zhong was in tears, stroking her knees and sighing, "This friend Xiao Kui is really a close friend of life and death."

Zhong Sheng nodded silently. Just setting up a mourning hall for a friend at home is something that not many people in the world can do.

Unless they are close relatives, who would do simple things for others at home? It’s too late to be unlucky.

Du Ping spent a lot of money to hire a full team of monks and Taoists to build a Yankou Dojo for Zhongdao, chanting sutras day and night for salvation.

He also asked Mr. Yin and Yang to look at the Feng Shui, point out the spiritual points, and choose a Feng Shui treasure point for burial.

During the whole process, money was spent like water, and Du Ping did not blink an eyelid.

On the day of the burial, a monk came to preside over the ceremony, and Mr. Yin Yang assisted.

Before the coffin is placed in the cave, people still light paper and burn incense in front of the brazier to comfort the deceased.

However, at this point, something happened.

The fire was brought close to the paper money. As soon as it was lit, it was extinguished. Then it was lit again and it was still extinguished.

The crowd around was commotion, which is not a good sign!

Du Ping took out a bunch of money and put it into Mr. Yin Yang's hand. The other person muttered something and rang the bell

"Retreat in all directions, do not be alarmed or disturbed."

A cold and miserable wind blew around, and large pieces of paper money were scattered everywhere, slapped on the faces of the mourners.

At this time, even the brazier was blown into a mess and seemed to be extinguished

Mr. Yin Yang was so excited that he rolled his eyes and fainted.

The two apprentices behind him quickly stopped him and shouted in pain, "Master, Master."

Seeing that the burial has been delayed, the auspicious time for burial is about to pass!

Du Ping had no choice but to walk up to the monk and Taoist priest and plead for mercy.

After talking for a long time, the monk shook his head one after another, indicating that they are specialized in business and can perform funeral ceremonies, but not exorcise ghosts and ward off evil spirits.

If you want to solve the current evil situation, it is an additional item and requires extra money.

But I saw a monk together, each making fingerprints, which was very mysterious.

Du Ping saw that the prices were starting from the same place. One was 'Tathagata of Five Directions' and the other was 'Three Flowers Gathering at the Top'.

What a cruel blow!

He is not afraid of spending money, but is afraid of not being able to get things done, so he will agree with his nod.

"Uncle Du, I'm coming!"

Zhong Sheng volunteered, walked forward wearing sackcloth and mourning, knelt on the ground, grabbed paper money and counted it.

When a gust of wind blows in front of you, it's time to blow out the fire.

Zhong Sheng's eyes widened, "Which bastard without long eyes dares to interfere with the burial of my second uncle?"

"Believe it or not, I swallowed you alive?"

The fire from the brazier rose up and made a sizzling sound.

A scream rang in Zhong Sheng's ears, and lines of footprints appeared on the soft land in front of him, and he fled in the opposite direction.

"You want to run away after causing trouble?"

Zhong Sheng stepped forward quickly, grabbed a transparent and slippery object, used his arms hard, and tore it in half on the spot.

There was a flash of blood in the air, and after a rapid scream, there was no more sound.

One monk came together, their faces were beautiful, and their eyes were full of shock.

Mr. Yin and Yang had just woken up tremblingly. When he saw this, he was frightened and fainted again.

Then the process went smoothly, a tomb appeared on the spot, a monument was erected in front of it, and everyone paid their respects.

Zhong Sheng thought to himself that this time Gui Chong might have something to do with Huang Gui King.

If you can't fight with a real sword or a real gun, why should you just use these dirty tricks?
Chapter completed!