Chapter 85: Admonition

Zhang Cheng glanced at Yang Feiyun, said nothing more, and only said to Chen Jiang, "Come find me after you finish your business."

Chen Jiang nodded and said, "Alright, Uncle Sheng."

After Zhang Cheng left, Yang Feiyun asked, "Daoist Chen, who was that just now?"

Chen Jiang laughed and said, "He is my uncle. Don't let his youthful appearance fool you; Uncle Sheng is actually thirty-eight years old this year."

Yang Feiyun said in surprise, "It seems your uncle is very formidable, Daoist Chen."

Chen Jiang said with a proud look, "Of course. Uncle Sheng is at the True Person level; summoning wind and rain is nothing to him."

Yang Feiyun felt even more terrified in his heart. He asked, "Could it be that this uncle of yours is the Daoist Zhang Cheng who killed the Yin-Yang Head?"

Chen Jiang laughed, "Indeed. That battle nearly tore the entire Hongkou to pieces."

Yang Feiyun's expression nearly slipped. He asked, "If Master Zhang is this formidable, I fear even the current leader of the Dao Alliance, Master Yun Lingzi, would be no match for him, right?"

Chen Jiang waved his hand and said, "Hahaha, True Person Yun Lingzi is my Uncle Sheng's close friend. Uncle Sheng has no interest in competing for such empty titles."

Yang Feiyun asked suspiciously, "Then what is Master Zhang doing in such a small place as Xiangjiang?"

Chen Jiang also looked puzzled and shook his head, saying, "I don't know either, but Uncle Sheng has his reasons for doing things."

Yang Feiyun was secretly anxious but dared not ask too much. He had originally intended to make Chen Jiang his target, but now it seemed he would have to rely on Mao Xiaofang instead.

This time, Yang Feiyun had come to invite Chen Jiang because Mao Xiaofang had refused to cooperate with Boss Yu, which was why Boss Yu had sought out Chen Jiang.

Upon seeing Chen Jiang, Boss Yu laughed and said, "Daoist Chen, as long as you use the Five Ghosts Wealth-Bringing Art to help me accumulate wealth, I will give you thirty thousand dollars every month. How about it?"

Thirty thousand? Chen Jiang's eyelids twitched, and his heart skipped a beat. In these past few days, he had already learned the cost of living in Xiangjiang; thirty thousand a month was a huge sum of money.

In just a few months, he would be able to buy a house in Xiangjiang.

"Smack!"

Chen Jiang was suddenly struck on the back of the head by someone, and he stumbled.

Yang Feiyun's expression changed instantly, while Chen Jiang hurriedly bowed and said, "I'm sorry, Uncle Sheng, I won't do it again!"

Boss Yu looked at Yang Feiyun in surprise. Yang Feiyun gave him a look and shook his head slightly.

Chen Jiang looked at Boss Yu and said, "Boss Yu, I am afraid I cannot help you with this matter. Farewell!"

After saying this, he ran off immediately, fearing that if he stayed, he would receive a heavy slap from Zhang Cheng.

Before long, he ran back to the Daoist temple and went to the backyard to see Zhang Cheng.

Zhang Cheng opened his eyes and said, "Ajiang, those who cultivate the Dao should not harbor crooked thoughts, or they will face heavenly retribution."

Chen Jiang hurriedly lowered his head and said, "I understand, Uncle Sheng."

Zhang Cheng said, "Ajiang, you are famous in Xiangjiang now, so it is easy to make money. Young people should not be impatient; haste makes waste."

"You are about to be a father, so you should be sensible. Before doing anything, think of your wife and child first, and do not go astray."

Chen Jiang nodded repeatedly and said, "I will remember that, Uncle Sheng."

Zhang Cheng nodded and then said, "There must be many people looking for your boss. I happen to need a sum of money—"

Chen Jiang's eyes lit up, and he hurriedly asked, "Uncle Sheng, what do you want?"

Zhang Cheng glared and said, "I have a batch of high-quality ginseng and lingzhi here. Ask those people if they want them."

Chen Jiang nodded dejectedly and said, "Alright, I understand."

After Zhang Cheng gave these instructions, he said, "Don't do anything bad."

With that, he shook his head and left.

The heavenly retribution he spoke of was actually to scare Chen Jiang. Once the immortals and mortals were separated and the Heavenly Dao vanished, if there were to be any heavenly retribution, it would only be him punishing people himself.

Chen Jiang muttered to himself but dared not say anything more, so he had to return to the front of the temple to attend to the believers outside.

Zhang Cheng arrived at the courtyard of A-Feng and A Bai, where the two children were practicing martial arts.

As soon as the two saw Zhang Cheng, they hurriedly stepped forward and called out, "Uncle Sheng."

Zhang Cheng smiled and beckoned, "Good lads, your kung fu has improved again. It seems you haven't skipped your lessons daily."

A-Feng looked up and said, "Uncle Sheng, we definitely won't be like Brother Jiang."

A Bai said loudly, "Uncle Sheng, once I master Daoist arts, I will definitely beat those ghosts and monsters into emigrating abroad!"

Zhang Cheng laughed, "Good, good, good. You two lads have ambition."

With that, he began to instruct the two children in Daoist arts.

A-Feng and A Bai were both very clever. Even without the bonus of merit, they had already entered the threshold of practicing the Valley Clothes Heart Scripture and would soon reach a small level of success.

Zhang Cheng watched them practice, feeling very satisfied, and said, "Good, you are already more formidable than the average Daoist acolyte."

With that, he took two hundred-year-old peach wood swords from his Universe Bag and handed them to the two, saying, "This is a reward for you. Now you have the strength to fight back against ordinary ghosts and monsters."

Lin Zhengfeng and Zhong Fabai were overjoyed. They immediately picked up the peach wood swords to test them; as soon as they injected their magic power, the blades of the peach wood swords emitted a faint glow.

Zhong Fabai said loudly, "Uncle Sheng, I can go out with Brother Jiang now, right?"

Zhang Cheng shook his head slightly and said, "You are still young; we will talk about that when you grow up."

Lin Zhengfeng advised from the side, "A Bai, practice well. Don't be like Brother Jiang, who is a half-baked amateur."

Zhong Fabai realized he had been impatient and hurriedly said, "Yes, Brother Feng, I understand."

Seeing that Lin Zhengfeng was so sensible, Zhang Cheng felt at ease. He said, "Continue your efforts. I will come to see you again in a few days."

Afterwards, he left the Daoist temple and arrived in the mountains on Lamma Island, where the Ghost Gate Pass was buried.

Zhang Cheng needed a large sum of money to lease this mountain area and build a high-rise building.

As soon as he arrived at Lengjiao Mountain, he heard the sound of ghosts wailing and wolves howling.

He hurried over to take a look and saw that Chen Zheng and the others had already captured a large number of lonely ghosts and spirits waiting there.

Zhang Cheng immediately took out his Dharma Seal and cast a spell to summon the Ghost Gate Pass.

He said to Chen Zheng, who was walking over, "Let's go. I will take you to familiarize yourselves with it."

Soon they entered the Underworld, and as soon as they stepped inside, a Judge was waiting for them.

The Judge stepped forward and said, "Daoist Zhang, allow me to lead the way for you."

As for the souls they brought, they were all registered and recorded under the supervision of the underworld envoys, and then processed according to procedure.

The group crossed the River of Oblivion, walked onto the Bridge of Helplessness, and went to take a look at the Six Paths of Reincarnation.

Before long, they arrived at the Eighteen Levels of Hell, and here, he saw that madwoman, Takanashi Anko.

The moment she saw Zhang Cheng, she seemed to forget all her pain, her face full of love.

Zhang Cheng truly could not stand it and hurriedly left that place.

After walking a round, the Judge said, "Daoist Zhang, I ask that you find a candidate for Meng Po as soon as possible."

Zhang Cheng nodded and said, "How much time is left?"

The Judge said, "Calculating by the time in the human world, it will not exceed four years."

Zhang Cheng understood something and nodded, saying, "I understand."

(End of this chapter)