After returning from my cultivation journey, I built a farm through fortune telling.

Chapter 132

"No matter how stunning it is, it's still just a mountain, isn't it? Why are so many people flocking to it? Back in our day, there was a mountain just a few steps away, what's so special about it? — I just heard the girl in the video say that you need an entrance fee to get in, right? And you have to pay for the cable car, right?"

Grandpa Xu looked at Daoist Qingxu and said, "Wouldn't this be considered banditry? That was illegal back then!"

Master Qingxu paused for the second time, saying, "Things are different here than they were back then."

He suddenly felt...

Sanqingshan is a famous Taoist holy site and a World Natural Heritage site in China. It is renowned for its unique granite peak forest landform, rich biodiversity and profound Taoist culture. The mountains here are magnificent and shrouded in clouds and mist, like a fairyland on earth. Every place is a masterpiece of nature.

—The ancient trees in the mountains reach for the sky, the streams murmur, and the scenery varies with the seasons: wildflowers bloom in spring, summer is cool and pleasant, autumn is colorful, and winter is covered in silver.

This place is not only a paradise for nature lovers, but also a treasure trove for cultural explorers.

Whether you're looking for mountain climbing and adventure or seeking tranquility and relaxation, Sanqingshan can meet your needs, allowing you to experience a cleansing of body and mind amidst its natural beauty.

He didn't need to explain any of this to Grandpa Xu; they were simply not on the same wavelength, and Grandpa Xu wouldn't understand at all! The beauty of Sanqing Mountain!

This is like casting pearls before swine!
After setting his phone to "auto-play the next video," he placed it near the locust tree: "Take your time watching!"

Grandpa Xu didn't seem to care. He just stared at the small phone, not too far away, not too close—he must have been a ghost, still suffering from presbyopia. He really hadn't done anything good in his past life.

Mr. Xu was no stranger to mobile phones. After all, people nowadays are always looking at their phones, whether they're sitting, lying down, or even driving. At first, he didn't know what was so interesting about this little gadget!
now--

Wow, it smells so good!

Bai Lu and the others were with him, yawning several times. Seeing that Grandpa Xu was so engrossed in his phone, he finally sighed, "Why is it always about mountains and rivers? Isn't there anything else?"

The egret, beak wide open, stepped forward: "What do you want to see? A mukbang?"

In their time, there was constant warfare and a lack of food and clothing, so they must have been interested in delicious food!
When Bailu searches for mukbang videos, the first result is a Korean mukbang video of a big eater devouring a chicken leg. A huge bowl of chicken legs is drizzled with yellow honey mustard sauce. Watching a quiet, pretty girl stuff a whole chicken leg into her mouth, filling her entire oral cavity, pulling on the chicken bone, shaking and swaying, and finally pulling the whole chicken leg out.

She kept making exclamations, giving a thumbs-up repeatedly, her cheeks never sinking. After finishing one leg, there was another. She would occasionally take a sip of cola and eat a couple of slices of kimchi—her expression became even more blissful as soon as the kimchi entered her mouth!
The video was edited, with no swallowing footage, but that didn't stop the legs from disappearing one by one until the whole bowl was completely devoured, at which point the video ended. However, the scary thing about the video was that it was about eating beef intestines.

Beef intestines, about the length of chopsticks, are placed on a baking tray and grilled until they sizzle and ooze oil; you can almost smell the aroma and the richness of the meat even through the screen.

Grandpa Xu had never seen anything like this before. When he was "off duty," he would occasionally drift to the homes of nearby residents and sometimes bump into them having dinner. He thought that a meal with five dishes, vegetables, meat, and soup was already very plentiful and that life was already infinitely good, but it was far less shocking than directly facing this Korean mukbang!
Even though he wasn't hungry anymore, he still couldn't help but swallow.

—This looks so delicious!
—I really want to taste what it tastes like!

Grandpa Xu stared longingly at Master Qingxu, then turned his head to look at Bailu.

The egret understood and asked, "How about I burn some for you?"

"Won't it burn if I burn it? Will it still be edible?"

Forgive Mr. Xu's ignorance, because he has been dead for so many years and has never eaten any offerings. Although people burn paper money and incense at the crossroads every year during Qingming Festival and Ghost Festival, he never competes with the people for profit, so he has never tasted the incense.

As for the dense yin energy surrounding him, he couldn't explain where it came from. It had been there ever since he regained his senses, as if it were something he was born with.

Bai Lu felt a pang of sadness upon hearing this and immediately placed an order at a local Korean fried chicken restaurant. Forty minutes later, the rider arrived on his motorcycle, panting and groaning.

He stared at the address on his phone that included "intersection" in the name, completely unfazed. He'd been delivering food for years, even to crematoriums, so a mere intersection was nothing to him. He stopped his car in front of the group of people from Bailu: "This is the takeout you ordered, right?"

Bai Chen stepped forward: "Yes!" The delivery guy handed him three large boxes of fried chicken and a large bag: "I couldn't find the sandalwood incense you wanted, I only found this kind of ordinary incense. As for incense and candles, I have white and red ones. Is this big bundle of yellow paper enough?"

Bai Lu glanced at it: "Okay, thank you!"

"No need, just scan the code."

The delivery driver showed his QR code, and seeing that in addition to the incense money, he also received a 100 yuan tip, he said "thank you," then turned on the gas and sped off!
Grandpa Xu stood up instinctively: "Oh dear, kid, you're speeding!"

The delivery guy didn't hear the ghost's voice; if he had, he would have run even faster.

If it weren't for the 100 yuan tip, who would dare to deliver this to a customer at such an inauspicious time as midnight?
To be honest, he didn't get that much money from the hundred yuan. If it weren't for his second uncle's family owning an incense shop, who could afford to buy these things for them at this time of year?!
These people are probably those reckless bloggers who film ghost videos and challenge the compassion of spirits to gain attention and traffic. They have no respect for ghosts or spirits whatsoever, and they will get into trouble sooner or later!

You may not believe in ghosts and spirits, but you must never provoke them.

They also want to cosplay as Taoist priests!

When the ghosts and monsters come to take you away, let's see if your fake Taoist priest can save you!

Hopefully, these people will have good luck!

The delivery driver shook his head on his electric scooter, silently mourning for them while gradually speeding up.

This is a place you really can't stay in for long.

The egret placed two boxes of fried chicken under the locust tree: "Old Xu, please tell me your name, and you'll soon be able to enjoy this delicious food!"

As Grandpa Xu watched Bai Lu and the others busily working, a warm feeling welled up in his heart.

Although he was already a ghost, this feeling was a long-lost warmth.

He said softly, "My surname is Xu, my given name is An, and my courtesy name is Shi'an. My mother told me that when my father gave me this courtesy name, he hoped that I would have a peaceful life..."

However, before he could grow up, his father died on the battlefield.

The egret nodded, then began to spread yellow paper on the ground, arrange the incense and candles neatly, light the sandalwood incense, light the candles, and finally light the yellow paper.

As the smoke curled upwards, an expectant look appeared on Old Master Xu's face.

The egret called out, "Xu Shian, let's eat fried chicken! Xu Shian, let's eat fried chicken! Xu Shian, let's eat fried chicken!"

After smelling it three times in a row, Grandpa Xu smelled a fragrance he had never smelled before.

He could feel the respect and warmth contained in the incense, which made him feel very content. He looked at the fried chicken, knowing that he might not be able to actually taste it, but the sentiment was enough to move him.

Bai Lu placed the fried chicken on the yellow paper and then respectfully said to Grandpa Xu, "Grandpa Xu, you may begin to enjoy your meal."

Grandpa Xu smiled, closed his eyes, and took a deep breath, as if he could really smell the aroma of fried chicken.

His expression became unusually satisfied, as if he were really savoring a delicious meal.

Dear readers, the previous chapter has been revised!

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