As I watched these female ghosts weep and regret without end, I knew the only thing I could do was take them back to their homeland.
Even though I had never met these ghosts before, I, Jiang Ning, could never do something like Chen Da Fei—stabbing a fellow townsman in the back.
Neither could the friends, senior brother, and senior sisters by my side.
I took out three sticks of incense from my sword pouch, lit them, and said:
"Everyone, take in some incense to warm yourselves up! I'll open this bag shortly, and you can all come inside.
If all goes well, we'll be back in China in a few days.
Once we're back, I'll send your souls on their way so you can return to your homeland."
Though the ghosts present were sorrowful after hearing this, they nodded repeatedly and thanked me.
"Thank you, thank you..."
"Thank you, Master! Thank you, Master!"
"If there's a next life, I'll never believe those travel agencies' false advertisements again. And I definitely won't come to the little devils' land..."
"..."
As they continued speaking, we all remained silent.
The female ghosts also kept drawing in the incense.
As they inhaled mouthful after mouthful, the offering incense rapidly burned away.
At the same time, I took out and opened a Heaven-and-Earth Bag.
"Everyone, come in!"
A woman who looked to be around thirty nodded sadly.
"Thank you, Daoist priest. Once we're back, I'll definitely have my parents repay you properly..."
After saying that, the woman stepped forward and went straight into the Heaven-and-Earth Bag.
As for the "repayment" she mentioned, I did not take it seriously.
I was helping them not for repayment, but simply because they were fellow countrymen.
The other ghosts stepped forward as well. Some spoke, while others entered