After my grandmother called me home in my dream, my spiritual energy revived

Chapter 136 Late Night Visitor
Song Miaozhu was having a great time playing mahjong when the little paper servants who stayed by her side in the mortal world suddenly contacted her.

She originally thought that it was the little paper servant in the mortal world who was watching the clock for her, reminding her that it was almost time to go back, after all, she had wasted some time on classes tonight.

But when he looked at the picture sent by the little paper servant, he found that it was his mobile phone in the living room that was lit.

She was worried that someone was monitoring her through the camera on her mobile phone, so she turned her phone to silent mode and left it outside the bedroom when she went to the underworld.

Now, in the picture transmitted by the little paper servant in the living room, a phone call came in. It was Zhao Huoyan calling.

I guess the punishment from the government office has arrived, and the Spirit Adjustment Bureau is in an uproar!
She had just touched the mahjong tiles and didn't want to move for the time being.

As no one answered, Zhao Huoyan continued to call.

Later, Zhao Mumu, Chen Shuanghe, and even Chen Yuanyuan called.

Song Miaozhu frowned. She didn't think this was a coincidence. It was already two or three in the morning. No normal person would contact friends at this time.

After fighting for another ten minutes, there was a knock on the door.

"Even if you're from the government, you can't force me to open the door of a girl living alone in the middle of the night! How can I rent out my house if this gets out?"

"Please cooperate. We do have an urgent matter to contact Master Song."

……

The little paper servant hidden in the fire hydrant outside Chen Yuanyuan's house downstairs heard the conversation at her door.

It seems that someone from the Spirit Adjustment Bureau has found Chen Yuanyuan.

Song Miaozhu knew that she had no choice but to go back. If she didn't go back, someone might break in.

Just as I was thinking about this, I touched a card: "Win!"

Although it was a fart, it ended the game.

I took the opportunity to say, "I have something urgent to do, so I'll leave first."

Liang Fuyi and the other two, who hadn't had enough fun yet, sighed.

The ghosts present at the shop have been running the business for hundreds of years. Other ghosts don't know about the past of Anshou Hall, but they know some of it.

Every owner of Anshoutang came this way.

Every time Anshoutang has a new manager, it adds something new to their life in the underworld.

So they welcome newcomers.

But this is the bad thing. Many new managers of Anshoutang are always in a hurry at the beginning and cannot stay in the underworld for long.

Although it was a disappointment, they got used to it.

"Okay, next time you want to play mahjong, just tell us in the group!" Liang Fuyi said, "Lao Huang, Lao Hua, let's switch sides and play Landlord next door!"

Just as Shopkeepers Huang and Hua were about to stand up, Song Miaozhu took out three small paper servants and placed them on the mahjong table.
"It's really embarrassing to have to leave in the middle of a fight every time, but I've come up with an idea. Let them help me fight! It doesn't matter whether I fight them or not!"

Song Miaozhu tried it and found that the little paper servant was quite good at playing mahjong on the mobile phone.

It may not be as good as her coming in person, but she can still participate.

One little paper servant would have difficulty even carrying mahjong tiles, so three little paper servants playing a hand of cards together should be comparable to a normal person.

It doesn't matter if you lose some paper money, just consider it as the price for improving the spirituality of the little paper servant.

Shopkeeper Liang and the others always invited her to play mahjong, and they told her so much gossip about the underworld that she couldn't hear anywhere else. Song Miaozhu felt embarrassed to always spoil their fun. What if they stopped playing with her after so many times?
Now that the Spirit Adjustment Bureau has been punished, the Fengdu government has even issued a notice. From now on, there should be no more ghost spies coming to Fengdu to spy on her, and the news will no longer reach the mortal world.

After all, even for newly dead ghosts, the connection between the underworld and the world of the living has been completely severed.

Song Miaozhu no longer has to worry about her secret paper-making skills being exposed to the world of the living.

Even if she brazenly said in the underworld that she was Song Miaozhu from the mortal world, she wouldn't have to worry about the news getting to the mortal world and being detrimental to her.

Even if it is still possible to send dreams, it will cost a lot of money and it is also a very personal matter. If you ask the dream bureau to send dreams, the ghost will not be allowed to reveal too much about the underworld to relatives, let alone talk about her own affairs.

If she were to send messages in dreams, the connection between the burial grounds of ghosts and the world of the living would be severed. She also heard that the custom of ghosts returning to the world of the living to visit their relatives during the Ghost Festival was abolished by the underworld as early as the last era of cultivation. So the ghosts that went to the underworld basically could no longer go back to the world of the living to send messages in dreams to their relatives.

Song Miaozhu can now relax a little more when it comes to her actions in the underworld.

Liang Fuyi and the others saw these little paper servants, but they weren't surprised at all: "Yes! You can use paper servants to play for you! Your grandma once performed a mahjong show where she played mahjong with three paper servants!"

"My great-grandmother can also make paper servants?" Song Miaozhu asked in surprise.

When grandma left, the box she left behind contained only gold ingots!
"Of course, but the aura is different from that of your paper servant." Liang Fuyi said.

Song Miaozhu thought about it and understood that the little paper servant used by grandma must be made with Yin Qi.

If you think about it carefully, grandma only said that her Yuanbao was the best, but she didn't say whether she could make anything else.

You don’t need any special paper-making skills to make a little paper servant. Just cut a small paper man and add some spirit to it.

If you don’t have spiritual energy, you can still use Yin energy!

After Song Miaozhu placed the little paper servant on the table, she quickly left.

The Yin house and Fengdu City are not in the same space, so she cannot teleport back directly using the owner's credentials. She has to leave Yanzipo first and go to Fengdu City before she can teleport back and then leave the underworld.

As she floated, she also paid attention to the performance of the little paper servants at the card table.

They just can't participate in shuffling the cards, and they need the help of other ghosts to arrange the cards, but when it comes to drawing and playing cards, the three little paper servants can basically have no problem working together.

The only problem is that when the three little paper servants play cards together, sometimes one wants to play it this way and the other wants to play it that way.

If there are disagreements, we still have to raise our hands and vote, and the minority must obey the majority.

If all three have different ideas, they have to make a fist-fight before making a choice.

If the game of finger-guessing can’t solve the problem, then have a fight.

The speed of playing cards was a little slow, but fortunately the other card players didn't mind and treated the little actions of the paper servants as fun.

Although he lost the game in the end, he still had a lot of fun playing it, so Song Miaozhu felt relieved.

When Song Miaozhu returned to the world of the living, there was noise outside the door of the apartment where she lived.

She used the little paper servant to eavesdrop and it seemed that Chen Yuanyuan lied and said that the locks were changed after the apartment was rented out, and she didn't have the key, so the people from the Spiritual Adjustment Bureau really intended to break in.

It is understandable. After all, he lost twenty years of his life. I don’t know how many of the nine members of the Spirit Adjustment Bureau’s committee have passed away.

Song Miaozhu asked more little paper servants around him to be teleported to the little paper servant outside who was responsible for carrying the replacement paper man, and then quietly floated downstairs and found a place to hide.

At the same time, he put all the things in the house that were inconvenient for outsiders to see into the Guipu warehouse.

Only after she had made up her mind to run away if the negotiation failed did she walk towards the front door.

(End of this chapter)