Chapter 1 A Ghost Ancestor

The abacus beads rattled. A horde of demons and monsters clamored to come out and perform meritorious service. Although, in principle, they were the owners of the funeral shop and I was just a manager, the shop didn't split profits evenly. More contribution meant better offerings.

Seeing the owners so eager, I quickly added, "Don't hurt those children. I need to be able to instantly kill that meat lump."

Some with insufficient cultivation immediately quieted down, leaving only two or three still competing. As I was considering who to use, a voice shouted, "Leave it to me!" and charged directly out of the abacus.

Then, I saw the old woman who sold eggs appear before me, one hand carrying a basket, the other holding a cane, walking shakily step by step towards the meat lump.

A demonic monk who had died more than a thousand years ago cursed and tried to drag the old woman back, only to be slapped back into the abacus with a wing.

"You damn bald donkey, are you blind and deaf? Yin-popo said she'd handle it, and you still try to push forward. If you don't want to work in the funeral shop anymore, get lost as soon as possible. We don't need freeloaders like you here."

"What? Yin-popo? Forgive my ignorance, I offended you. Farewell."

Then, the abacus was silent.

I looked at the old woman in front of me with surprise. Did this granny have such a big background? Even the demonic monk and the oriole had to give her face.

What a pleasant surprise. I thought I was just taking in a lonely wandering spirit, but it turned out she was a ghost ancestor.

Yin-popo walked step by step towards the meat lump. The meat lump trembled all over, actually forgetting to run away, letting Yin-popo pull off the umbilical cords on its body one by one, shrinking to less than a tenth of its original size.

Yin-popo waved to the children, "Go, go, go to the underworld to reincarnate. If any ghost messengers stop you, just say Yin-pozi sent you. Although this old woman doesn't receive incense offerings anymore, I still have some face. Go, reincarnate into a good family next time, and grow up healthy."

At first, the children were afraid, but after seeing the meat lump lying on the ground half-dead, they realized there was no threat anymore, so they mustered up their courage, kowtowed to Yin-popo, and turned into starlight, disappearing into the ground.

The meat lump didn't know how Yin-popo would deal with it, so it lay on the ground, not daring to move. Yin-popo watched it for a long time, and finally sighed.

"Forget it, dissipate your cultivation and reincarnate. Others don't know your grievances, but this old woman does. If heaven had been willing to leave you a righteous path, a dignified Yin God wouldn't have fallen into evil. Some justice we are destined not to get, but there's no need to degrade yourself for the mistakes of others. Forget it all. Let's accept what we cannot change."

Yin-popo's voice was extremely lonely. She was talking about the meat lump, but also about herself. The meat lump had indeed degenerated, but hadn't Yin-popo also become a man-eating evil spirit?

I didn't know what Yin-popo's identity was before. Just the fact that she still had a voice in the underworld even after becoming an evil spirit, just the fact that the demonic monk and the oriole gave her face, meant she was definitely not a simple character. She must have a lot of stories.

Of course, I wouldn't take the initiative to inquire about these things, just like I never asked what Eight Miss's background was, or whether Little Rabbit really lived on the moon before.

I am the manager of the funeral shop, not a gossipy busybody. Only with mutual respect can we cooperate for a long time.

In the end, the meat lump listened to Yin-popo's advice, dissipated its cultivation, and turned into starlight, disappearing into the ground. Yin-popo sighed a few more times and also disappeared.

Huang Xing'er tugged at my sleeve, "Manager Wan, the great evil has dissipated. What do we do next?"

I asked Huang Xing'er what was going on with the chicken stealing. I believed the great evil was stealing children, but I didn't believe that a man-eating great evil would come all the way to the village to steal a few chickens.

Seeing that she couldn't hide it from me, Huang Xing'er could only tell the truth. It was indeed her who stole the chickens. There were many wolves and little meat in the mountains, and the competition was fierce. She couldn't feed her litter of half-grown pups, so she had to find a way in the village.

Once you eat meat, you definitely want to eat it again, and after eating it twice, you want to eat it a third time. The people in this village were honest, and they didn't resist even if their chickens were eaten, so Huang Xing'er simply treated this village as her own cafeteria, not only eating herself, but also bringing her children to eat, and sometimes even bringing relatives and friends to eat.

As they ate, some became unscrupulous, taking a liking to the tender-skinned and tender-fleshed children, and also abducting them into the mountains to eat.

Weasels eating chickens wasn't a big deal, chickens were originally on the weasel's food chain, and eating more didn't count as a sin, but eating people was different. Huang Xing'er heard about this while stealing chicken soup and was also frightened. She originally thought that helping Grandpa Ge clean up the man-eating weasels would make this matter pass, but who would have thought that the gossipy ones would tell Old Huang Granny.

Old Huang Granny, in order to avenge the dead weasels, planted demon fetuses in the village's pregnant women, and also sent a wave of weasels to hunt down Huang Xing'er. In order to survive, Huang Xing'er could only seek help from the meat lump again, and the meat lump used this opportunity to lure me over.

The weasel-skin shroud was sewn by Huang Xing'er herself, and the talismans on it were drawn by the meat lump. The skin used to make the shroud was stripped from the weasels who were hunting down Huang Xing'er.

Grandpa Ge wasn't dead. The meat lump only liked to eat dead children, didn't like to kill people, and didn't like to eat old men. In order to have Huang Xing'er impersonate Grandpa Ge, he used a ghost wall to trap Grandpa Ge in the mountains.

Now that the meat lump had dissipated, the ghost wall should also be invalid. Whether Grandpa Ge can return from the mountains depends on himself.

As for the child who looked like a weasel, and the other pregnant women in the village who had been planted with demon fetuses, only finding Old Huang Granny could solve the problem. Huang Xing'er didn't have that ability.

"Manager Wan, why don't you take me home and raise me as a pet? We weasels are also very cute. My pups are cuter than the last. I've killed all of Old Huang Granny's pursuers. Old Huang Granny will never let me go. You humans even raise dogs, what's wrong with raising a few weasels?"

Huang Xing'er pitifully begged for refuge, and even revealed her true form, blinking her eyes and trying to act cute with me. Seeing me look at her a few more times, she actually started rubbing against me, scaring me so much that I quickly pushed her away.

Not to mention that I don't have the habit of raising pets, even if I did, I wouldn't dare to raise you. I can't stand your family's farting habit.

"Manager Wan, do you dislike me that much?" Huang Xing'er looked aggrieved.

I could only say, "I'm not letting you be a pet for your own good. Do you think the life of a pet dog is so good? Don't think that they have no worries about food and drink and are taken care of by someone. If they want to go out and mate with a dog, they have to see the owner's mood. If they mate well and have children, they will be taken away before they are weaned. This is not the worst. The worst is going to the hospital to have a cut, guaranteeing that you will find all male weasels unpleasant to look at in the future."

Huang Xing'er was directly frightened into a ball, saying that giving birth and raising children was her joy, and she was planning to have a dozen more pregnancies. She really didn't have the fate to go to the city and act cute.

Then, she cautiously pleaded with me, "Manager Wan, you've come all the way to the mountains anyway, why don't you take care of Old Huang Granny while you're at it? She's really not a good thing. The ones who eat children were encouraged by her. She can dominate the mountains by replenishing her cultivation through harvesting men's yang. She has committed too many sins."

I didn't refuse Huang Xing'er's suggestion. Even if it wasn't for Huang Xing'er, for Grandpa Ge, who was trapped in the mountains, and those pregnant women who had been planted with demon fetuses, I had to go into the mountains.

No sooner said than done, I asked Ge Xiang to go home first, and I went up the mountain with Huang Xing'er. Before I could move, Ge Xiang had already run towards the mountain.