Although Jiang Nuo's behavior seemed like that of a con artist, his appearance was too deceptive, so the siblings discussed it and decided to take a gamble.
"Fine! As long as you help us solve this huge problem and ensure my father's burial goes smoothly tomorrow, you can have whatever money or anything else you want!"
Jiang Nuo approached the ice coffin in the room. As he got closer, he felt the cold air. He squatted down and looked carefully, but found nothing there.
It was just an ordinary, unremarkable corpse.
The photographer who followed hesitated for a moment before not daring to take any pictures. To avoid being discovered by the nearby residents, he used his handheld camera very discreetly.
Didn't you say you were going to ask my mother?
The older brother asked in confusion, "Why are you looking at my father's coffin?"
"Let me see if your father has left yet," Jiang Nuo replied immediately.
Big brother. "..." What a load of nonsense.
He felt inexplicably cold and quickly urged, "Hurry up!"
"Hey, here it comes."
Jiang Nuo told them to prepare some things, counting on her fingers as she walked out.
"Soaked Glutinous Rice, three incense sticks, rooster blood, oh right, and your mother's clothes."
Si Yan found it strange, secretly glanced at the brothers who were preparing things, and leaned close to Jiang Nuo, " Nuonuo, when did you start needing to use this kind of thing to summon spirits?"
Jiang Nuo: "Actually, all you need is three incense sticks and some clothes."
"So what were you doing just now...?"
Jiang Nuo said seriously, "To make me look more capable."
Si Yan: "..."
Okay, okay, the charlatan persona remains intact.
Hahaha, he went to great lengths to pretend to be a charlatan!
What a novel experience! Am I really watching a dating reality show?
Once everything was ready, the courtyard was packed with nearby residents.
Jiang Nuo picked up the peach wood sword and swung it around haphazardly. Then, in front of everyone, he splashed rooster blood onto the blade. Finally, he picked up his clothes, circled them around the lit incense, and used Spiritual Power to summon the dead.
"Now!"
Jiang Nuo spoke in a low voice, and smoke filled the entire courtyard, clearly an effect that could not be achieved with just three incense sticks.
As the smoke thickened, visibility decreased significantly until everyone heard the sound of a chain being moved.
The elderly mother was brought over by tall, burly underworld officials who were chained to her body.
Si Yan's eyelids twitched. She hadn't expected Jiang Nuo to be able to summon the underworld officials as well. She quickly pushed the photographer, using her Spiritual Power to interfere with the filming.
He stepped forward, shielding the curious Jiang Nuo behind him, and calmly faced the task at hand in this area.
The association oversees supernatural and unusual matters in Huaxia, much like the underworld, except that one is responsible for the living world, while the underworld is responsible for the dead world.
Perhaps out of respect for Si Yan, the two underworld messengers who were sent over agreed to stay for the time it takes to burn an incense stick.
The elderly mother recognized her children in the yard and quickly said that she had suffered a lot during this time.
None of the siblings had expected that this suddenly appearing Daoist priest could actually conjure up their mother, who had been dead for over 20 years.
After realizing what had happened, she burst into tears and hurriedly asked what suffering she had endured.
"Qingming Festival is just around the corner, and we were getting ready to collect offerings when a bunch of monsters appeared in this place. Their mouths were bigger than a car."
As the old mother spoke, she observed the expression of the underworld official, seemingly judging whether she could tell this to the living.
Jiang Nuo asked an extra question, "Where did the monster appear? What does it look like?"
"I can't see clearly, I can't tell the difference..."
If you become a ghost, your memory will be poor. My elderly mother is nearing the end of her lifespan; how could she possibly remember so many things?
Jiang Nuo nudged Si Yan's arm, signaling him to try and get some information out of the underworld official.
Si Yan pursed her lips, "Communicating with underworld officials is very detrimental to one's yang energy..."
Feeling the kiss on his face, Si Yan couldn't hide the joy in his eyes. Jiang Nuo pinched his cheek, "Are you going or not?"
"Okay, I'll go ask!" Si Yan didn't refuse again.
Jiang Nuo twirled her fingers, a smile playing on her lips. Si Jiaojiao had been getting more and more obedient lately.
This is the right way to watch a dating reality show!!
Seeing that the time it takes for an incense stick to burn had passed in the blink of an eye, the eldest brother quickly asked his elderly mother about her wishes regarding being buried together with her husband.
"Joint burial?! Oh no, no! Joint burial means sharing the same grave! I've had enough of this old geezer, and now we have to share the same grave after death? No way!"
The elderly mother was so frightened that she retreated repeatedly, her figure almost disappearing.
His children were somewhat embarrassed, not expecting that after arguing for so long, their elderly mother herself would eventually give up.
"Let's go," the underworld messenger urged.
Several tall figures surrounded the elderly mother.
Si Yan walked back and leaned on Jiang Nuo's shoulder. "We've finished questioning. This monster appeared suddenly in the southwest woods area. It's not a ghost, so it's not their responsibility."
He played with Jiang Nuo's hair, then said, "But judging from the description, she does resemble the Needle-Mouth Demon somewhat."
That mouth is so big it can't even swallow a person whole; it can only barely bite off half of it.
The elderly mother was taken down again, and the brothers and sisters hugged each other and cried for a long time before the thick smoke dissipated and they stopped crying.
The residents, whose eyes had been forcibly closed, were confused and rushed forward to ask questions. The brothers and sisters looked at Jiang Nuo, and then suddenly surrounded her.
"Master! Master... thank you!"
"To see my mother today is an immense kindness."
"If there's anything I can help you with, please don't hesitate to ask."
Hearing their excited thanks, Jiang Nuo covered her ears and said, "I want to eat."
"... Huh?!" Everyone in the courtyard was puzzled.
The Daoist priest was dressed smartly and didn't seem like someone who was short of money for food.
But how could they presume to inquire about the affairs of cultivators? They quickly agreed to invite the two into their home for dinner.
The photographer following behind also got a free meal. Although he didn't manage to take any pictures, that didn't stop him from secretly taking photos and showing them off in the work group.
The importance of choosing the right guests!
"Is no one thinking about us? Waaaaaah!"
" Great Adventure better! There's never any problem with the machine malfunctioning!! Damn it!"
Could it be because of the underworld officials? I've seen the Ghost King before, but these kinds of public officials in the Underworld still have to hide...?
[I think the person upstairs is right!]
The family was extremely nervous about the meal, so they brought out their best dishes, fearing that the Daoist priest might not be satisfied.
After eating and drinking his fill, Jiang Nuo strolled around the courtyard again. Perhaps because of the appearance of the Yin Messenger, the chilling aura had faded considerably, but it was still there.
He followed the scent further in, eventually finding it disappearing into a forest to the southwest.
"Here again."
Jiang Nuo scratched his face with his index finger and went inside. Unfortunately, he found nothing after walking nearly a hundred meters.
Jiang Nuo left a spell on a bamboo stalk and left the forest.
The two ate lunch as required by the production team and then leisurely returned to their cabin to rest.
Upon entering the living room, Jiang Nuo bumped into Han Wenche. She glanced at him casually, ignored him, and continued leading Si Yan upstairs.
Si Yan looked over as well, and asked him in confusion, "What was Nuonuo looking at just now?"
Jiang Nuo was thinking about going out to look for ghosts that night, so she casually replied, "Nothing, just seeing Han Wenche sitting there doing something."
Si Yan paused, stood at the corner of the stairs, and looked down again.
" Nuonuo... there's no one in the living room."