The strangeness has come, I am a god with trillions of ghost money

Chapter 219 Digging and digging in your grave~
The red-clothed female ghost in the car heard their conversation and looked at the young boy in disbelief.

How come one dares to say it and the other dares to believe it?

Song Mang said, "What I asked you to do is very simple. Did you see the paper figurines in the tricycle?

Find all the paper fighter planes inside and secretly write down the date of birth."

Song Mang handed the boy a pen and a piece of paper with his birth date written on it.

The young boy hesitated for a while before taking it and said, "Those are to be burned for my great grandfather, but if you only asked me to take out the paper fighter plane, it's okay.

My great-grandfather has been dead for hundreds of years. He has never seen modern high technology and probably doesn’t understand how to operate an airplane.”

"then you go."

Song Mang said, "You only need to do this one thing, and when it's done, I will take you away and give you a salary of one million per year.

I also have an opera house outside, and you can choose to work in the opera house, which provides food and accommodation, and also provides medical insurance for every employee. "

The young boy continued, "Do we need to sign an agreement first? When I just graduated and was looking for a job, if I had an agreement with the company, I would sign an agreement first to prevent the other party from breaking the contract."

"sure."

Song Mang took out a piece of paper from his bag, wrote down their agreement and salary on it, and then signed and put his fingerprints on it.

The young boy also signed his name.

His name is Shi Lei.

The female ghost was sitting in the car. When she saw them signing the agreement, Shi Lei went over to get paper to write their birth date. The corner of the female ghost's eye twitched.

The Shi family has a Ghost King, why are their descendants so stupid?
How dare you believe such nonsense?
Shi Lei was the great-grandson of the protagonist of the funeral. He wanted to burn paper for the deceased anyway, so he took out the paper and wrote his name on it, and no one stopped them.

Everyone thought that he wrote "gifted by XXX" so that the ancestors would remember his contributions and bless him more.

But in fact, he wrote about Song Mang's birth date.

Shi Lei has died and turned into a ghost, but he can still receive blessings from his ancestors. After all, ghosts also need to use ghost money.

However, he didn't know how powerful the paper fighter jets were and thought they were just ordinary paper fighter jets. He also felt that it was a good deal for him to exchange these paper fighter jets for an annual salary of one million!
After Shi Lei finished writing his birth date, he calmly threw all the paper fighter jets back into the tricycle.

This is the top of a barren mountain in the suburbs. There is a luxuriously built tomb on the top of the mountain. It is the tomb of Master Shi Lei.

When the hearse was opened, Song Mang discovered that there was an empty coffin inside, but no body.

The Shi family put the empty coffin into the grave, and then poured all the paper items in front of the grave and burned them.

Song Mang asked Shi Lei, "Why did you put an empty coffin in there? Where is your great grandfather?"

"My great-grandfather has always lived here. This time we are sending him a new coffin. He likes that style."

"Where did you make the coffin?"

"Well..."

Shi Lei scratched his head and thought for a long time, then said blankly, "I can't remember. When I got up today, I saw this coffin and a lot of paper figurines at home, so my parents called me to come and give gifts to Grandpa."

A thoughtful look flashed across Song Mang's eyes.

Xi Jinzhi said that the Mirror of Reincarnation did not have the function of creating illusions. Now that this illusion could trap her, it should have been created by some powerful ghost inside the Mirror of Reincarnation.

If the Mirror of Reincarnation was in Yan Zhe's hands, it was very likely that he could communicate with the ghosts inside, let the ghosts help create illusions, and then combine the power of the Mirror of Reincarnation to trap her.

The ghost in the Samsara Mirror has been trapped inside for a long time and is already full of resentment, so it may not be willing to help readily. Therefore, this coffin and these paper items are most likely what Yan Zhe uses to bribe the ghost.

However, when bribing this ghost for help, why not give the gift directly to him, but let a relative convey it?
Song Mang's eyes lit up.

All the clues came together in her mind.

This funeral procession is the biggest flaw in this illusion, but this scene must still be arranged, which means that the ghost that created the illusion cannot get the things directly. It must be in a special situation, so these things can only be delivered by relatives.

This situation is likely to be...

It used itself as the center of the formation and created this extremely realistic illusion, hoping to make her lose herself in it!

It uses itself as the center of the illusion and provides energy to the illusion, so naturally it cannot leave at will!
Song Mang watched the paper figures in front of the tomb burn bit by bit, and the smile on his lips grew bigger and bigger.

"So the center of the formation is here."

Then, just destroy this place!
When Song Mang saw that the paper fighter jets were burned, she moved her mind and several translucent fighter jets appeared in the open space around her.

Before the strange people around him could react, Song Mang got into the fighter jet and opened fire and bombed the old man's tomb of the Shi family crazily.

Boom boom boom!
The sounds of artillery fire and explosions continued, and all the strange things beside the tomb were blown away.

The strange people around Shi Lei looked at the fighter jets circling in the sky with horror.

"Isn't that the weapon burned for the old man? Why is a strange woman using it?!"

"Run! The fighter's firepower is too strong. We're going to be blown to pieces!"

Those weird creatures fled away.

A roar came from deep in the cemetery. "How dare you steal my paper weapons!"

Song Mang grinned, "Old man, do you know how to use such intelligent modern weapons? Do you know what intelligent driving is?

Why don’t you speak? Don’t you understand? If you don’t understand, why don’t you give it to me? "

"...?"

Before the old man of the Shi family could react, four or five paper fighter jets on the ground suddenly flew up by themselves, and then circled in the air along with Song Mang's fighter jet.

boom--!
Song Mang's fighter jets opened fire at the old man's grave, and those fighter jets followed suit.

The terrifying explosion flames rushed into the sky.

The entire barren mountain was almost razed to the ground!

The environment around Song Mang shattered like a mirror, and she found that she could sense the storage space and the high-level joker cards that were bound to it.

She came out of the reincarnation mirror!

Song Mang looked around and found himself in a dark underground cave, with many pink petals with strange fragrance floating around him.

Right in front of her, on the tree root-like wall hung an antique mirror with a white jade rim, in which was playing a scene of a barren mountain being bombed into ruins.

A surprised voice suddenly rang out from inside the cave, "How did you get out?"

Afterwards, Song Mang discovered that the wall where the Samsara Mirror was hung began to squirm, and two eyes as big as copper bells opened and looked at her in shock.

Song Mang narrowed his eyes, "Are you the real body of the Cave God? You look like a rotten tree root."

"...?"

The eyes on the wall flashed with anger, "Who do you call a rotten tree root? I am your husband now, show some respect!"

"I think you ate too many mushrooms."

Song Mang burned a paper excavator for himself on the spot, and dug the wall of the tree hole with a shovel, digging out an eye on the wall.

“Ah! You’re looking for death!”

A scream came from the tree hole, and a large piece of vines as thick as wrists flew out from the tree roots that were dug out by the excavator and rushed towards Song Mang's excavator.