The Undying Immortals of the Terrifying Heavens

Uncle Nine's lips twitched slightly. He had been about to reprimand him, but seeing this, he could only sigh.

He stepped forward and untied the ropes binding Qiu Sheng, without mentioning the old story of the love between a human and a ghost, and simply told him to go back to his room to rest.

After this lesson, Qiu Sheng finally understood reality and dared not mention Xiao Yu again, for fear of getting another full set of punches.

Forget about love, nothing is more important than life.

However, Qiu Sheng could barely stand and could only crawl away, panting heavily. Wen Cai was still awake, but he dared not move, fearing that he would also be beaten.

On the other side, Chen Xing picked up the ceramic jar containing Xiao Yu, raised his hand and gently tapped it twice. The jar made a dull thud, and it sounded empty inside.

He spoke into the jar.

"Can you still answer? If you don't say anything, I'll set up a fire and make a fried dough stick."

There was no response from within the forum, suggesting that Xiaoyu was frail and couldn't withstand so many blows, so she had gone to rest.

Chen Xing put away the pottery jar and set off for the Ren family.

He arranged for Shen Yue and the other five women to stay at the Ren family's residence and wait there; he couldn't delay too long.

As Chen walked to the door, his hand had just touched the door panel when the wooden door suddenly creaked open by itself, and a figure blocked the way.

Upon closer inspection, the newcomer was none other than Master Four Eyes.

Behind Si Mu was a long line of corpse-driving clients. Compared to when they last met at Uncle Jiu's house, there were a few more corpses in the line, suggesting that they had taken on new jobs in the past few days.

Chen Xing politely cupped his hands and smiled.

"Master Four Eyes, it's been a long time. It's a pity you're late for a good show."

With curiosity in his eyes, he called the corpses behind him into the hospital while pressing for answers.

"What happened? Tell me about it."

Chen Xing narrowed his eyes slightly and calmly explained the reason.

"Qiu Sheng fell in love with a female ghost."

Si Mu gasped, his face immediately lighting up with gossip, and quickly stepped forward to urge them on.

"Tell me in detail what exactly happened?"

Chen Xing briefly recounted the entanglement between Qiu Sheng and Xiao Yu, then raised his hand and weighed the pottery jar in his hand.

"The jar contained that female ghost."

Upon closer inspection, their faces were filled with astonishment.

"I never imagined that my good nephew would get involved in such a complicated love story between a human and a ghost."

Then, his tone shifted, and his face filled with regret.

"It's a pity I arrived too late. If I had known about this earlier, I would have definitely stepped forward and lashed her twice. How can the righteous sect of Maoshan tolerate a love between a human and a ghost?"

Chen Xing shook the earthenware jar.

"Hehe, when you have time in the future, you can give me a couple of punches to vent your anger. For now, I'll take care of this female ghost."

Upon hearing this, Si Mu smiled and bowed in thanks.

"Thank you very much, Brother Chen. I'll settle these clients first, and we can discuss the details tomorrow."

After saying that, Si Mu shook the soul-guiding bell in his hand and led the group of corpses to the morgue in the backyard. Chen Xing did not stop him and went back to the Ren family to rest alone.

The next morning.

Chen Xing had breakfast at Ren's house and then did morning exercises with Shen Yue and the others.

After getting ready, he was about to head to Uncle Jiu's house when he turned around and bumped into Ren Tingting, who was standing in the courtyard with her cheeks flushed red.

Chen Xing was puzzled and was about to ask when Ren Tingting spoke up first, albeit haltingly.

"Chen Xing, when you do those things in the future, could you... could you please keep your voices down?"

Chen Xing blinked, and after a moment it dawned on him.

"So the soundproofing in your house is really bad."

Ren Tingting's cheeks flushed even redder, and she hurriedly tried to explain.

"It's not that the sound insulation is poor, it's just that the noise is too loud."

Chen Xing waved his hand.

"Understood. Have someone repair and reinforce the house later."

Uncle Jiu's Mortuary.

As soon as they entered the side room in the courtyard, they could hear Qiu Sheng's suppressed groans and moans of pain from afar.

Qiusheng lay on the bamboo mat, while Wencai stood beside him applying medicine, his face revealing undisguised schadenfreude.

The two men shuddered when they saw Chen Xing enter.

Qiu Sheng endured the excruciating pain in his body and dared not utter a single word.

Chen Xing nodded slightly to the two of them, then turned and walked towards the hall.

Inside the hall, Uncle Nine was chatting and drinking tea with Four Eyes.

Chen Xing sat down and listened quietly to the two chatting for a while, learning that Simu planned to stay here for two days.

Chen Xing was puzzled and asked.

"Master, shouldn't corpse-transporting involve setting off as early as possible?"

Si Mu raised his hand and pointed to the blazing sun in the sky, explaining slowly.

"I have already calculated that the next three days will be extremely hot. As the temperature rises, the corpse will easily rot and stink, damage its seven orifices, and dissolve its flesh. The Yin energy in your residence is balanced, so it is just right to stay for three days to change the herbs on the corpse and stabilize its soul."

According to Si Mu, after delivering all the corpses, he planned to take a few more jobs and go home on the way.

This process will take about half a month.

Chen Xing pondered to himself, which meant that the plot of "Uncle Zombie" would take another half month to begin... That makes sense, it also takes time to transport the goods from the border to Guangdong.

Thinking of this, Chen Xing frankly told Si Mu that he was very interested in the corpse-driving profession and planned to accompany them on their journey.

Si Mu looked on with surprise.

"Last time you complained about how slow the corpse-transporting was, why do you want to travel with us now? You have several girls with you, you can easily take the main road and proceed safely."

Chen Xing: "They are all unfortunate people. I am just leading them to a place to settle down. Once we get to Renjia Town, that will be about it."

Chen Xing turned his head and solemnly cupped his hands in greeting to his Uncle Jiu, who was standing to the side.

"Uncle Jiu, I'll have to trouble you to take good care of Shen Yue and the others from now on."

Uncle Nine was completely bewildered, his face blank.

"What do you mean by that?"

Chen Xing had already made up his mind to leave Shen Yue and her group in Renjia Town.

There is no Baiyulou here, so they can completely sever ties with their past suffering. They also have Uncle Jiu by their side, who often takes care of them, and Si Mu often visits them.

Most importantly, there's Ren Tingting. Chen Xing specifically instructed Shen Yue and the others to be on good terms with her.

Even if they leave this world in the future, they can rely on this friendship to live a peaceful life.

Uncle Nine looked at him strangely and asked a question in return.

"Are you planning to abandon them with these arrangements?"

Chen Xing immediately retorted.

"What makes you say that? What do you mean by abandoning them? Do you think following me around is a safe and good place for them?"

A flood of memories instantly washed over Uncle Nine.

When they first met, Chen Xing single-handedly crippled Awei's entire team; last night, he beat Qiu Sheng so badly he was in excruciating pain.

He's an absolute violent criminal! If this guy were to commit domestic violence against those young women one day... wouldn't people die?!

Thinking of this, Uncle Nine was speechless for a moment and had to admit that Chen Xing was right.

Chen Xing took the opportunity to step forward and say a few more kind words.

"Besides, Uncle Jiu, you are reasonable, righteous, and highly respected. They will certainly be safe and sound here. If anyone dares to bully them, Uncle Jiu will definitely not stand idly by, right?"

Uncle Nine picked up his teacup, took a sip silently, and did not respond.

He was pleased by the flattery, but he was unwilling to accept the entrustment easily.