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Zhou Yuxuan floated into the air, grabbed Old Master Zhou's hair, pulled it back, and kicked her in the back repeatedly.

Master Zhou cried out in anguish, "Auntie, spare me! You hit me!"

Old Ghost laughed heartily. As soon as Zhou Yuxuan stopped, his soul immediately returned to Master Zhou's body.

After a while, Master Zhou's physical body will probably be completely destroyed.

"Young Taoist priest, why don't you just beat my nephew to death too?" Zhou Yuxuan lost her patience.

Master Zhou: "!"

It seemed that Renbao was the only one who could save him. He and the old ghost's spirit were fighting for control of his body, and he cried pitifully, "Little Taoist priest, ten thousand taels, save me!"

"Let me lie down." Renbao put down the mooncake in his hand and threw out the Soul-Hooking Rope from his waist.

Old Ghost sneered.

Even the big ones can't beat him.

Smaller ones will do?

Before he could even speak arrogantly, the Soul-Hooking Rope caught "Master Zhou's" hand, pulling his soul along with him to Renbao's side.

"Come out!" Renbao opened his chubby little hands, pulled with his five fingers, and the old ghost's soul was dragged out.

Old Ghost's pupils shrank suddenly. Before it could react, Renbao had already kneaded its soul into a ball and tossed it around in the air.

It's so ridiculous!

"Do you submit or not?" Renbao grumbled, hitting it with the peach wood sword. "You're a bad guy, doing bad things!"

Snapped!Snapped!Snapped!

One blow after another, Renbao beat the old man mercilessly until he saw stars and was nearly scared out of his wits.

boom!

It was thrown to the ground, and there wasn't a single good spot on it.

Zhou Yuxuan trembled beside him, her eyes filled with awe as she looked at Renbao.

Too bad!

Old Ghost got beaten up terribly!

"Just burn me already!" the old ghost shouted. "Give me a quick death!"

"Dream on." Renbao snorted and summoned the Black and White Impermanence, "Uncle Black and White, come and collect my soul."

In an instant.

Black Impermanence came up from the underworld: "Little Yama~ Brother Bi'an went to chase after evil spirits, only Ox-Head and I are guarding the underworld."

"Is there any trace of an evil spirit? Where is it? I want to go too!" Renbao exclaimed excitedly.

Upon hearing this, Liu Shang hurriedly said, "Little Yama, you promised me you would go to Xiangxi first."

"Alright, let's go now!" Renbao said immediately.

Master Zhou hurriedly approached her: "Young Taoist priest, you haven't resolved the matter concerning my Zhou family yet."

Renbao's little brows were furrowed tightly.

She felt incredibly indebted.

"Uncle Black, I'm so miserable." Renbao sighed, resting his chin on his hand, and took a bite of a mooncake with a loud groan.

Black Impermanence was both amused and exasperated: "I'll take the old ghost and the female ghost away first."

He hooked the souls of Lao Gui and Zhou Yuxuan.

Old Ghost breathed a sigh of relief; he could finally get away from that little baby!

Zhou Yuxuan looked at Renbao: "Little Taoist priest, don't forget what you promised me."

"Relax, relax, every cause has its effect, and your retribution is hers." Renbao waved her chubby little hand.

Black Impermanence led the soul through the gates of the underworld.

The gloomy atmosphere in the main hall was also swept away.

The atmosphere was quiet yet awkward.

With the old ghost she had been raising gone, Song Zhaozhao felt a little panicked. However, since Song Yuxuan had also gone to the underworld, she probably wouldn't come looking for trouble.

She turned and left without saying a word.

"Young Taoist priest, are we just going to let her go like that?" Master Zhou was furious, stamping his feet on the spot. He didn't dare to chase after her since he hadn't received any instructions from Renbao.

Renbao yelled, "What's the rush? It's not that retribution won't come, it's just that the time hasn't arrived yet."

Master Zhou was half-believing and half-doubting, and then cautiously asked, "Has my Zhou family's retribution been fully repaid? When will we be able to have descendants? Please, young Taoist priest, show me the way."

"Give away 70% of your family fortune and do more good deeds, and your family's feng shui and luck will naturally change." Renbao said with a smile, "You can do things like gilding the statue of the founder of Qingshan Temple, building roads and bridges, distributing food, and giving money to people who can't afford medical treatment... These are all things you can do!"

Small acts of kindness, accumulated over time, can change your luck.

Seventy percent of the family fortune! Old Master Zhou's pupils contracted as he struggled internally; this was no small sum.

Renbao ignored his thoughts and jumped off the stool after speaking: "Sister Yishang, let's go!"

Liu Shang immediately lifted her leg and followed.

Honghong, who was sitting on the table, grabbed two mooncakes and jumped onto Renbao's shoulder.

"Young Taoist priest, I still have ten thousand silver notes to give you." Master Zhou suddenly realized and quickly called out.

Renbao waved his chubby little hand: "Take this and go fix the road!"

She tore open a dark path out of thin air and led Liu Shang inside.

"Father, where is the young Taoist priest?" Zhou Fang asked, somewhat bewildered when he found the main hall empty.

Master Zhou didn't reply. He paced back and forth, gritting his teeth: "Son, go find the accountant and have him take stock of the family's money."

Zhou Fang was stunned, then nodded.

Upon learning that he was going to donate 70% of his wealth, Zhou Fang exclaimed incredulously, "Dad, are you crazy? That little Taoist priest is only three years old! Are you really going to believe what she says?"

"I believe you!" A resolute glint flashed in Master Zhou's eyes. "As long as the green hills remain, there's always hope for a future battle!"

Master Zhou acted swiftly, using 70% of his family fortune, plus the 10,000 taels of silver originally intended for Renbao, for charitable purposes.

The gray mist that had been hanging over the Zhou family's roof gradually dissipated.

Meanwhile, several mentally challenged children in the city suddenly regained their senses overnight, becoming the talk of the town.

Only the county magistrate's office was suffering.

Tan Shichang has been caught red-handed, and he may lose his official position.

Song Zhaozhao stole someone else's luck and immediately returned it, causing her to quickly become haggard, suffer from splitting headaches every day, and be unable to sleep at night.

Tan Shichang angrily confronted her: "Everyone says it's because of your many misdeeds that my Tan family is in turmoil. What exactly did you intend to do?!"

He stared at Song Zhaozhao's gaunt face with disdain in his eyes.

Song Zhaozhao felt weak all over, her head too heavy to lift. Instead of receiving Tan Shichang's concern, she was scolded.

She was taken aback for a moment, then immediately protested, "What did I do?"

"It's all over the place. Xuan'er never lost her virginity. It was you who framed her out of jealousy and caused her to drown in the river!"

You're even supporting a ghost in need, stealing other people's luck to nourish yourself—you're absolutely terrifying!

Tan Shichang flew into a rage, looking at her as if she were a dead object.

"If you had done things cleanly, it would have been fine, but you were discovered. Now I'm in danger of losing my position, so I have no choice but to push you out to vent my anger and protect my descendants."

Song Zhaozhao's face turned deathly pale. She stared at him in disbelief: "You know all the dirty things I've done, don't you? Yet you're blaming me for it all. How can you face me like this?"

"Guards, seize her and execute her tomorrow!" Tan Shichang's eyes flashed with ruthlessness. He knew that he was the one who had been seduced by Song Zhaozhao and tricked into having an affair with her.

Song Zhaozhao suggested that he break off his engagement with Zhou Yuxuan, and he agreed.

He knew she was an old ghost who stole other people's luck.

As the beneficiary, why would he speak out to stop it? Now that something has gone wrong, the one in the wrong is Song Zhaozhao.

Men can be so ruthless and heartless.

Song Zhaozhao chuckled softly, then looked up, her eyes bloodshot. With all her might, she grabbed Tan Shichang and slammed him against a pillar.

boom!

The two men collapsed and died instantly.

Upon hearing this, Master Zhou sneered, "Serves you right!"

The young Taoist priest was right; retribution may be delayed, but it will come!

"We're here!" Renbao stepped out of the Yin Path. "This is the Xiangxi Corpse Clan. Will there be many zombies?"