My uncle is Lin Zhengying

Zhang Jing nodded slightly.

Looking at the familiar place close in front of him, Zhang Jing didn't have much expression on his face, his heart was inevitably agitated and it was difficult to calm down.

He now has a very deep understanding of the meaning of a word, 'seeing things and thinking about people'.

Returning to Renjia Town again, although he didn't leave for too long, which was about the same time as the last time he went to Guangzhou City, but this time Zhang Jing felt as if he had passed away.

Zhang Jing had planned this trip before departure, and it only took about [-] days to go back and forth.

At that time, there was still a full month before the "Ghost Festival" on July [-]th, which was more than enough, and it was completely in time.

It is guaranteed to return to Renjia Town before then.

It's just that I didn't expect that when I found the zombie that the old man had turned into in Raozhou, it didn't go well, and it took several days.Afterwards, they were delayed for a few days in Dafang Town.

So even if he was in a hurry, it was already July [-]th when he returned to Renjia Town.

Ghost Festival just passed one day.

If it was Zhang Jing before, he might still be a little worried about it.

But now, Zhang Jing is not worried.

"I don't know if the two guys Qiusheng and Wencai stopped causing trouble during yesterday's Ghost Festival."

Zhang Jing thought silently in his heart.

For the first time, not only was he not worried that Qiu Sheng and He Wen would get into trouble, but he desperately hoped that they would get into trouble!

Because if Qiusheng and Wencai got into trouble and released many lonely ghosts, it would also mean the beginning of the plot of "Mr. Zombie", and Zhang Jing would naturally be able to take advantage of the situation to earn a lot of merit.

Now Zhang Jing is more eager than before to earn merit points and improve his cultivation quickly!

"Hurry up, it's all in front of you, you are still so slow!"

Ma Madi urged impatiently, thinking that he was about to meet Aunt Cane, he was very excited.

He hadn't seen Aunt Cane for several years.

"Master, wait a minute!" Ah Hao stopped him.

"What are you waiting for?" He glared angrily, very dissatisfied.

Ah Hao looked at his master from top to bottom, shook his head and said, "Master, don't you think you can go to see your aunt with this attire?"

"What's wrong with my outfit? Is there a problem? Or do you have any opinions!" Ma Madi's eyes widened, and he was even more upset.

Not to mention the tattered clothes he was wearing, and he hadn't bathed or changed clothes for ten days and a half months.

Although he is a master of refining masters, his physical body is strong, and many impurities in his body have been sent out, but he still can't resist being numb and not fond of cleanliness, and there is an indescribable smell on his body, which is called a sour taste.

Of course, Ma Madi didn't realize that she had an unpleasant smell on her body.

He even prefers this smell, if he is asked to bathe frequently and wear clean clothes, he will feel uncomfortable all over.

"Of course there is no problem, of course the disciple has no objection..."

Ah Hao quickly waved his hands, saving his life first, and then said tactfully: "However, master, you are going to see my aunt, I think if you can dress up a little more handsomely, maybe my aunt will be happier watching it, don't you think so? "

He snorted coldly, but didn't speak.

But the heart is alive.

There still seems to be some truth to this statement.

That guy Lin Jiu usually likes to dress up, and when he has no money, he will be poor and particular. If he doesn't eat good food, he still wants to buy clothes for himself.

That's why he won the favor of his junior sister.

It seems that I have to dress up.

"Well, when we get to the town, let's find an inn to stay in first!" He said numbly.

Anyway, he was planning to stay in the hotel.

Although he came to see Aunt Cane, it was impossible for him to live in Uncle Jiu's territory, in Yizhuang.

Now find an inn to settle down, and tidy up myself.

Zhang Jing ignored them, he didn't have time to wait for him to tidy up and dress himself up slowly.

After arriving in the town, he took them to the inn and told them the location of Yizhuang. Zhang Jing went ahead and went back to Yizhuang to check the situation.

Because of my arrival, many things in this world have changed.

For example, Aunt Cane and Uncle Jiu got together and lived together, discussing the one-child plan every night.

Before that, Shi Jian had been severely dealt with twice by himself, and he didn't know if he would dare to make trouble.

So Zhang Jing is not sure now, where the matter has developed...

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Time goes back a day.

After Uncle Jiu became the God of the Underworld, apart from the occasional need to cooperate with the ghosts of the underworld, his busiest time of the year is the few days before the Ghost Festival.

In fact, July and a half is not a real ghost festival. Ghost festival is just a popular and easy-to-understand saying among the people. , back to Yangjian.

But in fact, the most fundamental reason is that today is the magistrate's birthday, so it is also the day of the magistrate's amnesty.

Ghosts like some normal deaths who have not yet been reincarnated will have the opportunity to return home and be 'reunited' with their families.

As for the lonely and wild ghosts without family members, who have no home to go to, the underworld will release them according to the Amnesty Day, but they have to be controlled, otherwise the world will be in chaos.

Generally speaking, on the day of July and a half, there will be many more ghosts in the world than usual, so this day will be called Ghost Festival.

On the day of Ghost Festival, people generally hold activities to worship ancestors and light lotus lanterns to illuminate the way home for the dead.Burn paper clothes, put water cloth, or invite eminent monks to recite scriptures, so as to save the souls of the dead and get out of suffering early.

Uncle Nine has the heaviest task. As a bank in the underworld, he has to print enough ghost money before the ghost festival, enough for the next year's expenses.

Uncle Jiu was busy, so Wencai and Qiusheng couldn't escape, so they had to help.

"Wow, 5000 taels, if you give it to me, you will get rich!"

Qiu Sheng held a brand new note that had just been printed, feeling envious.