Chapter 323: The Same Dream

"Little aunt…"

Zhang Chengyong was about to start defending why he said that his father becoming the Lion Ridge Mountain God was false, when he saw his elder sister-in-law Zhu Lancui hurrying past from the side and urgently asking:

"Elder sister-in-law, what's wrong? Is there something?"

"Chengyong, I'm looking for your elder brother…"

Zhu Lancui hadn't finished speaking when Zhang Chengyong shouted and cut her off: "Elder brother, come quickly, elder sister-in-law has something for you!"

Nearby.

Zhang Chengze laughed as he watched his second aunt's family spinning in place, suspecting they might be possessed; otherwise how could they do such a thing, and he didn't wake them, using this incident to give them a lesson.

Of course.

This was because he carefully inspected once, confirming that his second aunt's family, aside from spinning in place, had no other danger, so he didn't intervene.

Hearing someone call him, Zhang Chengze quickly reacted, passed by Zhang Guilian's family, yet still did not wake them from their spinning state, and briskly walked to Zhu Lancui.

Zhang Chengze asked: "Daughter‑in‑law, what is it you need me to do?"

His father had just left, and now he was still handling his father's funeral affairs; as the eldest son, he had many matters requiring his constant attention.

"Chengze…"

Zhu Lancui was about to speak, but before she finished, her peripheral vision caught Zhang Guilian's family spinning nearby, and she said with a strange expression:

"Isn't that our second aunt and her family? Why are they spinning in place? Did something happen?"

"I don't know either!"

Zhang Chengze shook his head.

Zhu Lancui asked in startled doubt: "Could it be our father's meddling?"

"What nonsense are you talking about?"

Zhang Chengze was speechless.

Last night.

His daughter‑in‑law had also been busy from dusk till dawn, truly having not slept a night; after eating breakfast this morning, she only went to sleep after his mother persuaded her. He was still puzzled, even if there was something in their family that required him.

It should have been his mother or someone else calling him, not his daughter‑in‑law.

At this time, his daughter‑in‑law should have only just fallen asleep not long ago.

"Chengze, I just fell asleep and dreamed of our father; he told me that he was chosen by the Yama King and sent back to Shizi Ling to become the Mountain God!"

Zhu Lancui looked oddly at Zhang Guilian's family spinning in place and asked curiously:

"Did our father hear yesterday the nonsense Zhang Chengyong said about our second aunt and intend to give our second aunt a lesson?"

Zhang Chengyong was shocked: "Elder sister-in-law, you also had this dream?"

"How come, besides me, there are other people who also had this dream?"

Zhu Lancui said in surprise.

Zhang Chengyong's pupils contracted sharply, his face and gaze full of disbelief.

It was precisely because he had dealt with cultivators and learned many things ordinary people didn't know, that he clearly understood the difficulty of becoming a deity.

One couldn't say it's harder than soaring to heaven; at the very least it's not a simple matter.

Mountain God.

Because mountains vary in size, the offices of Mountain Gods differ as well; however, Shizi Ling is just an ordinary forest, covering a small area and not a blessed land, so the Mountain God of Shizi Ling can only be said to be a low‑rank deity. Yet…

All these years, Shizi Ling has had no Mountain God, not because others disdain the position, but because there is almost no one around Qingyang County Seat qualified to become the Mountain God of Shizi Ling.

Among so many people, some even had achievements, yet after death none were qualified to be Shizi Ling's Mountain God. His father was just an ordinary hunter, with no achievements and never performed a deed that moved heaven and earth.

How could he possibly become the Mountain God of Shizi Ling?

Therefore.

That's why he would doubt his little aunt's words, not because a dream can't be real.

He knew clearly that many people, after becoming deities, would send dreams to their families, hoping for help, because even after death, even as a god, there are many things they cannot handle.

They can only rely on their own family for help!

Having lived in Qingyang County Seat for many years, he had heard that in Hutou Gou, where his little aunt lives, a Land God appeared and sent a dream to his own son.

Rebuild the Land God temple!

"Lancui, I also had this dream!"

Zhang Guihua's face was full of excitement, then seemed to recall something, let out a cold snort, turned her head toward Zhang Chengyong, and said in an unfriendly tone:

"Chengyong, didn't you just have a lot to say? Why don't you continue, let me see what lofty opinions you have, that you dare say your father has no qualification to be Shizi Ling's Mountain God, you don't believe my words, could it be that you don't even believe your elder sister‑in‑law's words?"

"Little aunt, please spare me!"

Zhang Chengyong said with a mournful expression.

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To say that only his little aunt mentioned this, he didn't believe it; who would let him know the difficulty of becoming a god, when even his elder sister‑in‑law says so.

Even if he still can't understand what qualification his father has to be the Mountain God of Shizi Ling.

He still couldn't help but feel a vague trust!

Cao Nainai said happily, "It seems De Ben really has become the Mountain God of Shizi Ling; with De Ben's protection, our Zhang Family Village will have good days ahead!"

'Could it be that my uncle, whom I've never seen, has truly…'

He was originally happily looking at his own handwriting, using the skill "Ghost Wall" to make Zhang Guilian's family spin in place, and Wang Ping'an, upon hearing his aunt's words, was also startled.

He did hear his grandmother's words, but he likewise didn't take them seriously.

After all.

Dreams cannot become real.

But when two people have the same dream, it is very possible that it is a sent dream; although rare, it does happen.

"If my uncle really became a Mountain God, that would actually be a good thing!"

Wang Ping'an quickly accepted the matter—time travel and rebirth could happen to him, and his uncle becoming a Mountain God after death was not beyond acceptance; he turned his head toward Zhang Guilian's family, still circling in place, exhausted to the point of wheezing, their faces full of amusement, and said:

"I just don't know how my uncle, now a Mountain God, will deal with this family!"

He could not forget that Zhang Guilian, that old shrew, repeatedly called his mother a "bastard," and at that time he already harbored a murderous intent.

His mother was already pitiful enough, and yet a brute would still pour salt on her wound.

If it weren't for considering the old shrew's status—she is his grandmother's second sister—just that word "bastard" would have been enough for him to kill her.

It wasn't that he was worried; killing the old shrew outright would sadden his grandmother, and how could he possibly restrict himself to merely applying a ghostly trap to the old shrew's family?

Just let them spin in place?

His grandmother's eldest brother had just left, and her second sister had already gone as well; even though his grandmother's second sister and his grandmother had already shed their pretenses, his grandmother's heart was still flesh, so she would inevitably feel sorrow.

Although he had never met his uncle, he believed that once his uncle learned of the despicable acts Zhang Guilian had committed, he would certainly deal with her properly.

(End of chapter)