Terraria: The Digitalized Me Is Causing Chaos

Yang Tao looked at Ren Yingying beside him, who was covered in sweat, and said, "Miss Ren, you can ride in the sedan if you're tired."

"It's okay… I can walk… Huff… You can call me Tingting."

Ren Tingting pulled out a handkerchief and wiped the sweat from her forehead, looking like she was fine, but her face was a little pale.

But…

Miss, your legs are about to give out.

Ren Fa sat in the sedan, occasionally glancing at Yang Tao from the corner of his eye.

He felt a little sorry for his precious daughter, but he didn't dislike Yang Tao.

He only had one daughter and didn't want her to marry out at all.

The best choice would be to find a son-in-law, and after these two encounters, he felt that Yang Tao was handsome and spoke well, and most importantly, he was alone.

If Tingting liked him, then choosing him as a son-in-law wouldn't be impossible.

So, he didn't say anything.

Looking at Ren Tingting's appearance, Yang Tao sighed helplessly.

'If I had known, I wouldn't have chatted about those random things with this innocent girl.'

His thinking was, after all, that of modern society, and sometimes a few words could make this innocent girl's eyes light up with admiration.

What cadre could withstand such a test?

She truly admired him.

"Put your hand out!"

Ren Tingting extended her hand, puzzled. Yang Tao directly reached out and placed his hand on her wrist, and a stream of internal energy flowed into her body.

Instantly, Ren Tingting felt a warm current enter her body from her wrist, and the original feeling of fatigue vanished.

Ren Tingting stared in surprise.

"You…"

Yang Tao said with a smile, "This is just a little trick. I'll do a magic trick for you. Give me your handkerchief."

This internal energy only treated the symptoms, not the root cause, and could only temporarily relieve Ren Tingting's fatigue, and it also consumed a lot of Yang Tao's energy.

It cost him 20 points of ability to have 1 point of effect in Ren Tingting's body.

This also made Yang Tao understand why in some martial arts stories, even though someone had deep internal energy, they would become weak after healing others.

Ren Tingting took out her handkerchief from her pocket and handed it to Yang Tao.

Yang Tao covered Ren Tingting's palm with the handkerchief.

"Don't blink, one… two… three!"

With a gentle tug of the handkerchief, a red apple appeared in Ren Tingting's hand.

"Ah? How did you do that? It's amazing."

Seeing Ren Tingting looking like her brain was about to crash, Yang Tao quickly said, "This is magic, don't think too much about it, your head is about to smoke."

Ren Tingting rolled her eyes at Yang Tao upon hearing this, but quickly said with a smile, "Then… can you teach me sometime?"

"I can, but if you can't learn it, then don't blame me."

With Yang Tao's internal energy boost, Ren Tingting found the rest of the journey much easier.

Soon, the group arrived at a hillside, and at the top of the hillside were some graves of various sizes.

Ren Tingting looked at the cemetery in the distance and said, "We're here. That's my grandfather's tomb."

Yang Tao nodded slightly. There were many graves around, and the small mounds were scattered in a disorganized manner.

Looking around, he realized that this was not the cemetery he had transmigrated to.

Just as Yang Tao stepped into the cemetery area, a faint mist appeared around him, but it was not dense.

He didn't know if it was because there were fewer tombstones around or because it was almost noon.

Uncle Nine, who was walking at the front, frowned and took out a compass from the linen bag on his body, while his other hand kept pinching his fingers.

'It doesn't make sense, why would it suddenly be foggy?'

Ren Fa also got out of the sedan at this time and asked, looking at Uncle Nine, "Uncle Nine, what's wrong?"

Uncle Nine shook his head and said, "It's nothing, let me take a look first. Wencai, Qiusheng, you set up the altar first."

"Yes, Master."

Wencai, Qiusheng, and a group of people unloaded the things they had brought from the donkey. They might not be good at subduing demons and exorcising ghosts, but setting up a simple altar was more than enough.

Yang Tao stood aside and watched everything like an outsider. Before long, Uncle Nine put on his yellow Taoist robe.

He stood in front of the altar and began to perform the ritual.

After a series of dazzling operations, Yang Tao suddenly realized that Uncle Nine was fooling people.

Everything before was a facade. Only at the end did Yang Tao sense a strange energy emanating from Uncle Nine's body.

'That should be magic power…'

'As expected, different customers get different packaging.'

What a tycoon like Master Ren wanted was this kind of effect. If Uncle Nine came and started digging after pinching his fingers, he wouldn't be able to accept it.

"Come, everyone, offer incense to Grandpa Ren. Everyone must worship sincerely."

Uncle Nine took the lead in taking three incense sticks and inserting them into the incense burner. Behind him was Master Ren, as the eldest son of Grandpa Ren.

Then came Ren Tingting and the Ren family's servants.

After Yang Tao, who was last in line, finished offering incense, he noticed a problem.

He looked at Ren Tingting beside him and whispered, "Why didn't your cousin come? Logically, he shouldn't give up this opportunity to get close to you."

When Ren Tingting heard Yang Tao mention her cousin, she quickly said, "I saw my cousin yesterday. He… um, it's just like what you said, but I've always treated him as a brother and never thought about marrying him."

"He originally wanted to come today, but I begged Dad not to let him come, so Dad arranged some things for my cousin to do, so he didn't come."

Yang Tao nodded slightly upon hearing this. No wonder he felt like something was missing after leaving the Yizhuang.

At this time, Ren Tingting suddenly asked, "Can't you calculate? Why are you asking this?"

"Calculating also requires consumption, okay? Just like when you walk, you also get tired, so I won't calculate some unimportant little things."

Ren Tingting felt that this made a lot of sense.

On the other side, Uncle Nine and Ren Fa walked to Grandpa Ren's grave.

Ren Fa said with a smug smile on his face, "Uncle Nine, the geomancer said back then that this grave site was hard to find and was a good spot!"

Uncle Nine glanced at Ren Fa and nodded, "That's right, this spot is called the Dragonfly Skimming Water Formation."

"The grave is thirty-four feet long, but only four feet are usable, and it is thirteen feet wide, but only three feet are useful."

"Therefore, the coffin cannot be buried horizontally and must be buried according to the law."

Seeing that what Uncle Nine said was exactly the same as what he knew, Ren Fa showed an admiring smile and gave a thumbs up:

"Amazing, Uncle Nine."

Wencai, who was following behind Uncle Nine, asked like an idiot at this time, "Burial according to the law? Master, what is burial according to the law? Is it a French-style funeral?"

Uncle Nine glared at Wencai, hating that he wasn't made of iron, but because there were outsiders present, Uncle Nine didn't get angry.

Yang Tao only felt tired for Uncle Nine. This disciple was too useless. He couldn't remember some simple theoretical knowledge and only knew how to joke around all day.