You, a living person, are telling me I've served in the underworld for ten years?

Chapter 29: I dug my dad out to enjoy a life of luxury!
"This old man..."

Chen Yang shook his head inwardly, deciding it wasn't wise to meddle in other people's business.

After all, people have different ethnicities and customs. What if Mr. Ma is unwilling to send his elderly father away?
"Never mind, I'll go and take care of my old man first."

I went to the tobacco and liquor store next door and bought a bottle of Maotai and a pack of "Hongtashan," the cigarettes my father loved to smoke. I waited for about ten minutes before I finally managed to flag down a taxi.

After loading the things into the car, Chen Yang sat in the back seat and said, "Driver, to Niushou Mountain Cemetery."

There are three cemeteries in Wucheng.

One of them is a Hui Muslim cemetery. The other two cemeteries are far from the city center. One is a full 29 kilometers away, and the Niushoushan Cemetery is slightly closer, but it is still 18 kilometers away.

The driver was a middle-aged man in his thirties.

Upon hearing that he was going to the Niushoushan Cemetery, he bought a bottle of wine and some fruit on the way. After chatting, he learned that his grandfather was also buried there.

The driver was very talkative, chatting with Chen Yang while driving.

When we arrived at the cemetery, he said, "Brother, write down my phone number... It's hard to get a taxi here, I'll take you back later."

Chen Yang said, "If you're busy, you can go ahead. I might have to stay a little longer."

The driver said, "It's alright. I haven't been here in a long time. I'll just chat with my grandpa for a bit."

He gave Chen Yang his phone number, and Chen Yang dialed it.

After dialing and then hanging up, Chen Yang divided the bundle of ghost money he had brought into a bundle and said with a smile, "We can't just chat with your grandpa, let's burn some money for the old man."

"Oh dear, look at my forgetful brain, I forgot to buy it... How much is it? I'll transfer it to you."

The driver offered to pay, but Chen Yang refused.

Upon learning that Chen Yang owned a funeral shop, the driver said, "Okay, next time I visit a grave, I'll buy offerings from your shop."

Chen Yang picked up another paper doll and joked, "How about we burn another paper doll for the old man, a little sister?"

"That won't do!"

The driver said, "My grandma is still alive. If she found out, wouldn't she beat me to death with her cane?"

Seeing Chen Yang carrying a dozen girls and two lifelike paper dolls, Driver Chen couldn't help but give him a thumbs up and praised, "You're really filial to your father..."

He carried wine, fruit, and a bundle of joss paper to find his grandfather.

Chen Yang, carrying large and small bags, found the old man's grave.

The tombstone in front of the grave reads "Tomb of my late father, Chen Huaiyi," with his birth date, death date, and age in the middle, and "Erected by his filial son, Chen Yang" at the bottom.

Some brothers might ask, when other people's sons erect tombstones for their fathers, it's usually for "the unfilial son XXX", so how come it becomes "filial son" in your case?

The term "unfilial son" is mostly found in movies and TV dramas. In reality, which son would write "unfilial son" on his father's tombstone?
The dust on the tombstone was wiped away.

Chen Yang took out incense and candles as offerings and placed them in front of the tombstone. Then he took out an iron basin, took out a bundle of ghost money, and began to burn it.

Billions of ghost money, in denominations of 1000, 100000, and even 100 million, filled a large bag. Chen Yang burned bundle after bundle for about half an hour.

"dad."

"Money can be spent freely, no need to be frugal... We're rich!"

"correct."

"And these paper dolls..."

"I don't have much to give you as a son, so I'm burning these dolls in the hope that they will cheer you up... Oh, and a big villa and a sports car!"

As for whether Chen Yang's mother will agree or not...

Chen Yang has no mother!

When Chen Yang was a child, he saw that other children had mothers and asked his father about it many times. Whenever this happened, his father would jokingly say that Chen Yang was picked up from a trash can.

When Chen Yang grew up, he stopped asking.

Before he died, the old man said that Chen Yang was indeed adopted by him, but he didn't tell Chen Yang about his true background, nor did Chen Yang ask.

In his heart, the old man was his own father!

Open the thatch.

Chen Yang poured half of the wine in front of the old man's grave, then plopped down in front of it, took a few sips, and began to ramble on—

"Director Wei of the Special Administration Bureau told Lao He, 'Dad, you're also a member of the martial arts world, and you've even practiced Taoist magic...'"

"You didn't tell me about this before you left. Is there some reason for it?"

"Or do you have some enemy who's worried I'll be in danger if I find out?"

"Hey!" Chen Yang gulped down a few mouthfuls of wine and said smugly, "That's because you don't know your son's abilities. Your son is now a legitimate underworld ghost messenger!"

"Once I've cleared the path between Yin and Yang, I'll go to the underworld to find you, buy you a big house in Fengdu City, and catch ten or eight beautiful female ghosts to take care of you in your old age!"

"If you really have any enemies, don't be afraid... I'll help you get revenge later!"

After finishing the wine.

Chen Yang then disassembled the "Hongtashan" cigarettes, opened each box, poured them into an iron basin, and lit them on fire.

“You always smoked this before you died, and I didn’t take the liberty of changing your flavor… How about I burn a few more packs for you next time I’m burning incense? Given our family’s circumstances, I think you should at least smoke Huazi.”

While it was burning, the driver of the car came looking for it.

"Hey... I knew it smelled like smoke!"

He flicked his hand to fan his cigarette and said, "Hey kid, what's your family's financial situation? You're burning cigarettes for your old man? Brother, I'm just being blunt, don't take it personally... It's only right for us children to be filial to our parents, but we can't be blindly obedient!"

"As the saying goes, a bowl of water at a filial son's bedside is better than a thousand piles of ashes at his grave. I'm not saying you didn't fulfill your filial duties to the old man... I mean burning offerings to the deceased is just a ritual. Do you think the deceased can really receive them down there?"

"If the deceased can really receive it, they might not be happy to know that their descendants have spent so much money and effort."

Chen Yang was taken aback. He stared blankly at the old man's grave, then his eyes lit up and he laughed, "Brother, you've really woken me up from my dream!"

“You’re right. Instead of burning things at this grave, we should bring the old man back so we can show our filial piety in person!”

"???"

Driver Chen's eyes widened: "Bring...bring...bring me back?"

"Yup!"

Chen Yang: "Didn't you say, brother, that a bowl of water by a filial son's bedside is better than a thousand piles of ashes at his grave? Wouldn't it be better to bring him back to show filial piety than to visit his grave here?"

Having figured this out, Chen Yang's mood improved, and he said, "Brother... considering our connection, I can help you bring your grandfather back, for free, I won't charge you!"

"........."

Driver Chen was completely bewildered and couldn't help but ask, "How are we supposed to pick them up?"

Chen Yang said, "The world is different now, your grandfather's soul definitely didn't go to the underworld... It just so happens that most people here are buried in the ground, so his remains are still there."

"As long as I dig up the bones and summon the soul, I can bring him back to life!"

Hey!
Is this kid out of his mind? (A local dialect term meaning "little brat")
How come I didn't notice it before?

It was midday, and the sun was shining brightly, but the driver felt a chill down his back.

He expressionlessly pulled out his phone and pretended to answer a call: "Hello... I'm at the cemetery... Huh?"

As he spoke, he walked out of the cemetery. Once he had distanced himself from Chen Yang, he took off running, quickly got into his car, made a U-turn, and sped away.

"........."

Chen Yang's face darkened.

This guy...

He wouldn't even accept a free offer to pick up his grandfather from home. Is he stupid?

Besides...

I haven't paid the fare yet!
Ignoring the fleeing driver, Chen Yang turned his attention back to the old man's grave.

"Now that the path between Yin and Yang is blocked, the old man cannot go to the underworld, and his soul will surely become a wandering ghost... There is even a possibility that he will be killed by some martial arts practitioners, or struck by heavenly lightning, or devoured by vengeful ghosts!"

Chen Yang was initially hesitant, but the thought of this made him restless, so he immediately took out his phone and called Zhou Qiang.

"Hey, Mr. Zhou!"

"Do me a favor...find a few workers to dig a grave!"

"Whose are you digging for?"

"Nonsense, would I dare dig up someone else's? Of course I'd dig up my dad's!"

Less than an hour later, Zhou Qiang arrived at the cemetery with several workers and tools. He didn't understand what Chen Yang was going to do and advised, "Boss Chen... Uncle has been gone for so long, shouldn't we be mindful of not disturbing him?"

"You know a thing!"

Chen Yang said, "I'm going to dig my dad out to enjoy a life of luxury!"

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P.S.: I've been a bit busy these past few days, so updates have been a bit inconsistent. Please forgive me, brothers.

(End of this chapter)