I drew a talisman to save the sun from its bleeding state.

Chapter 24 Brother Zhou, what's the combination to the safe?

Xu Fan: "Secondly, I'm very curious about how you won? Although the old man is a self-taught fighter, he's still quite formidable."

Zhou Zheng drew the Demon-Slaying Dragon Sword and slightly activated it with lightning. Then he took out a half-burnt notebook from his waist pouch.

Xu Fan looked at him questioningly, waiting for an answer.

Zhou Zheng pointed to the Demon-Slaying Dragon Sword: "It was crafted with the favor of the Thunder Ancestor."

Xu Fan: "That's not surprising... but that's still not enough, what's the point of this notebook?"

Zhou Zheng unfolded the half-burnt notebook, ash from the talismans inside constantly sliding out: "I stuffed fifteen Five Thunder Talismans inside, along with all sorts of other talismans I'd saved up, and threw them at your grandpa's face."

Xu Fan: "...So it's a pay-to-win game. That's not surprising, not surprising at all."

What's the difference between this and hitting the jackpot?

Let alone a mid-stage Qi Refining level evil spirit that couldn't withstand it, even a Qi Refining Perfection level evil spirit wouldn't be able to withstand it. This saturation burst would leave anyone lying on the ground.

Xu Fan found it strange: "Wait a minute, your hand didn't blow off?"

Zhou Zheng: "It's all blown up. Look at this, oh, the wounds are healed. Look at my neck, and the one your grandpa pinched... it should be healed too. Look at my thigh, the one your grandma bit, uh, it's healed too. In short, my self-healing ability is pretty good."

Xu Fan felt like he had encountered a divine being, so he could only continue, "Your name is Zhou Zheng, right? Where do you live? I'll record your good deeds for you now."

Zhou Zheng asked in surprise, "This still needs to be recorded manually? Isn't it fully automatic?"

Xu Fan took out his phone and looked at Zhou Zheng like he was an idiot: "How novel! The work still needs to be done by people."

Zhou Zheng rolled his eyes, ignoring his sarcasm: "Over there at the Nongken Cross."

Xu Fan entered his name and address: "136********? Wow, you're quite the talent, your ancestors must have accumulated a lot of good karma."

Zhou Zheng: "Well, I'll share half of my good karma with you. If something similar happens again, can I ask you for help? Let's split it 50/50, what do you think?"

After all, I accidentally made the local Soul-Hooking Household Registration Book several pages thinner and even stole the credit. It would be a bit of a shame not to share it. Anyway, I have exceeded Lei Zu's mission this time.

Having more friends means having more options; this guy is quite interesting.

Xu Fan's eyes lit up, and he hurriedly pulled out a business card from his pocket and handed it over: "Godfather, please speak up more often if there are any good opportunities like this in the future! It was all a misunderstanding! You were clearly Specialist Zhou, whom I specially invited from a brother department to appease Old Master Xu on his journey to the afterlife! I just didn't expect Old Master Xu to be so emotionally agitated and maliciously resist. Your benevolent act of performing the ritual protected the peace of the area!"

Zhou Zheng took the business card, a question mark appearing above his head: "Is this how you write your report?"

Xu Fan nodded: "That's right. As a descendant of the Xu family, I couldn't bear to see my ancestor turn into an evil spirit and destroy himself. So I chose the early morning, when my ancestor was most comfortable, and specially invited our brother departments to come and assist in the discussion. My ancestor was emotionally agitated and maliciously resisted. I couldn't bear it and avoided the scene. When you kindly performed the ritual to help him pass on, I firmly believed that I would come back to assist in the ritual and also send my only surviving nephew into reincarnation."

Zhou Zheng pointed to the two women behind him: "They were live-streaming the whole time from the second floor."

Xu Fan's smile remained unchanged: "As a relative of the Xu family, it was inconvenient for me to show myself, so I hid on the third floor to have in-depth and friendly discussions with Old Master Xu."

Zhou Zheng looked at Xu Fan and suddenly felt he had lived too uprightly: "Well, if you're capable, then so be it. By the way, what can I exchange for the little bit of good karma I've accumulated today?"

Xu Fan said sincerely, "I'll send you a list later, and you'll see what I mean."

Zhou Zheng looked at Xu Fan. At least on the surface, this person was law-abiding and worth trying to get to know—at least if there was a chance to gain good karma, this person was very proactive.

Zhou Zheng asked curiously, "You're a living person, right? Does the underworld now have an official quota for living people?"

Xu Fan: "...How novel, buddy! With such a population explosion in this new era, the Underworld has already expanded its workforce. Didn't the Thunder Department recruit you, you blockhead, too?"

On the third day of work, you came over in the early morning to destroy your colleague's household registration. If you're not a genius, who is?

Zhou Zheng rolled his eyes: "In short, we've both given the higher-ups a satisfactory answer, everyone's happy, is there any other problem?"

Xu Fan shook his head: "No, you'd better call me before you fight the evil spirit next time, so you don't kill my relatives again. Try to catch them alive."

A question mark appeared above Zhou Zheng's head: "You really don't hold a grudge against me for killing your relative?"

Xu Fan: "...We're only related by blood, but not that closely. My mother raised me alone, and my grandfather gives me a large sum of money every year. The others are none of my business. Besides, they've all become evil spirits. Do you expect me to take their side?"

Zhou Zheng leaned back tactically: "Doesn't the underworld check family genealogies?"

With so many evil spirits in your family, it's quite an achievement that you could become a soul-reaper.

Xu Fan was taken aback: "My situation is a bit special. I'm one of the few surviving descendants of the Xu family. It's all thanks to me that this ominous place has been suppressed. The higher-ups have low expectations of me. They suppress it if they can, they try to convert it if they can, and if they can't convert it, they lock it up. If all else fails, they perform a ritual to help it pass on."

Zhou Zheng: "Alright, if there's nothing else, I'll take everyone home first. You handle that little guy upstairs?"

Xu Fan was stunned, feeling that this person was too direct: "Okay, see you later."

Zhou Zheng gestured for Xiaoxue and the others to go downstairs first, and Tang Ying led the two women downstairs.

Zhou Zheng smiled at Xu Fan after seeing Tang Ying and the others walk out the door before following them down.

Xu Fan watched the divine being leave, then relaxed and sat down on the stairs: "Phew, at least we've managed to cover this up."

Theoretically, I should have stayed at my post and prevented anyone from approaching this dangerous place. But who would have thought that my home would be burgled while I was just having a meal?

Xu Fan paused, then suddenly stood up and rushed downstairs, shouting at Zhou Zheng, "What did my grandfather say when he passed away?"

Zhou Zheng waved his hand with his back turned, yelling, "Awooooo!"

Xu Fan choked, then hurriedly shouted, "That's not what I'm asking! I'm asking what the hell the safe's combination is!"

Zhou Zheng turned around: "He didn't say, I don't know, figure it out yourself! Is there anything else?"

Xu Fan looked at Zhou Zheng, who stood not far away, exuding righteousness and generosity, sighed, and called out, "It's alright now, bye-bye!"

"Bye-Bye!"

Zhou Zheng walked further and further away, disappearing at the end of the street along with the three people.

Xu Fan sat on the threshold, staring blankly at the abandoned villa estate: "Damn it, what were you thinking?"

Some unfamiliar grandfathers, before passing away, leave a large sum of money to their somewhat unfamiliar grandsons to ensure they can live to adulthood in peace, and even have enough money to take postgraduate entrance exams and start a family.

As a result, when I grew up, I became a member of the underworld, while my grandfather became an evil spirit. Fate is truly unpredictable.

"...Uncle, I know the combination to the safe."

A semi-transparent spirit stood in the hall behind Xu Fan.

Xu Fan patted the threshold beside him, gesturing for him to sit down: "Xiao Yun, it's alright. Did Grandpa leave me any instructions? I'll use that money to accumulate good karma and find you a good family to be reborn into. Your uncle won't take a single penny."

Xiaoyun sat obediently on the threshold, reaching out her little hand to grab Xu Fan's big hand: "Uncle, Grandpa said you should live well, because he can't turn back."

Xu Fan sighed deeply: "I know, sigh... what's the point of people being so stubborn? They cling to so many things, and in the end, they become evil spirits and harm their whole family."

But no matter what, his personal background is now completely cleared.

Xu Fan didn't know whether to be moved or to say that Old Master Xu was confused. He also didn't know whether to say that the higher-ups were so ruthless or that the old man ultimately couldn't bear to lay a hand on his descendants, and that he ultimately lost because of the word "bloodline."

Perhaps this is the best outcome. Everything ended with Grandpa, everything ended today, and the truth is forever buried on the third-floor floor.

"Uncle, isn't Auntie unwell? Please take some."

Xu Fan hugged Xiao Yun and stroked his head: "Okay, Uncle will take some. Xiao Yun is such a good boy."