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

Chapter 144

Bai Chen and Bai Lu exchanged a glance. Bai Chen rolled up his sleeves and strode over imposingly: "When you were alive, you were really hard to deal with. After all, you were in your seventies or eighties, and I might have had to take care of you in your old age. Now that you're dead, let's settle all our old and new scores together!"

Grandpa Li wasn't flustered at all when he saw Bai Chen walking over. After all, he knew he was dead, and he wouldn't be afraid even if a living person drove a tank over!

He was still leisurely flipping through channels, muttering to himself, "What kind of shows are these days? A bunch of people laughing like idiots in a mud pit—where's my 'Tunnel Warfare'? I want to see people carrying explosives—Ah! You, you, you dare hit me!"

The remote control in Grandpa Li's hand fell to the ground with a "clatter." He covered his face in disbelief as he stared at the young man who had rushed up to him and started beating him: "You hit an old man?! Is there no law anymore?! You hit an old man! I'm seventy-nine years old! You hit me!!!"

Grandpa Li was so surprised that he forgot to react. He just stared blankly at his face. To be honest, he had never suffered a loss since he got old and had been a bully outside!
In the months before his death, he was only hospitalized a few times because his daughter-in-law beat him up!

"Hmph, so be it!"

Bai Chen, his face contorted with rage, slapped him across the right cheek again: "I hit you again! So what! You're throwing a tantrum, you're rolling around on the ground, go ahead and report me!"

"You...you...you can see me?"

Grandpa Li's ghost suddenly realized what was happening and immediately reached for Bai Chen's hand, only to find that his hand passed right through it: "What's going on? You can hit me, but I can't touch you? Young man, can you really see me?!"

Grandpa Li didn't recognize Bai Chen and Bai Lu at all; he was just excited that someone could see him!
"Young man, can you do me a favor? I've hidden money in many places in my house, but my stupid son only knows how to rummage under the pillow and the mat. He's so stupid! Who hides money so obviously? Help me find the money and give it to my son!"

Bai Chen almost laughed in exasperation: "Why should I help you?"

"I'm an elder, isn't it only right that you help me?" Bai Chen closed his eyes and smacked his cheeks. Sure enough, it wasn't that old people had become bad, but that bad people had grown old. This old thing probably wasn't a good person when he was young, and he was even worse after he died.

"If you won't help, then get back to your home right now! Don't make me beat you to death—oh, I forgot, you're already dead! If I beat you again, your soul will be scattered, and you'll only be able to be reborn as a pig or a dog in your next life!"

Mr. and Mrs. Zhang watched Bai Chen talk to thin air, silently hiding to the side, panting softly. They couldn't bring themselves to say anything; it was a strange feeling, not one of complete fear.

Upon hearing this, Grandpa Li became anxious: "How could you do this, kid! What's wrong with helping out! You have no respect for the elderly and care for the young at all! Hmm? You look familiar—aren't you the kid from the family that sells high-interest vegetables! No wonder you're so ruthless!"

This is utterly ridiculous!
How does selling vegetables at a slightly higher price make them high-profit vegetables?

This Mr. Li is the same old man who caused trouble when Bailu and her brother first set up their stall.

He reported their stall, which attracted a notice from the market supervision department. Later, he reported that their vegetables were poisonous, which led to the police coming to investigate!
Bailu recited the Heart-Cleansing Mantra dozens of times to prevent him from attacking, thinking that he was old and had committed a sin. Who knew he would die so young?

Unfortunately, it ended up in their hands.

Don't you think this is a case of cause and effect, and that retribution is inevitable?

(End of this chapter)