The netherworld, with the moon hidden and the wind blowing fiercely.

The cold wind blew, various ghosts crawled in the darkness, shaking their heads and dancing.

Susie and Huck were lying on the window, looking in awe.

Huck, who had already been sleeping, got up again and said, "So the underworld is this lively, huh?"

He quickly got up to see what was happening.

Not bad, life was rich and there were also various entertainment modes - not only shaking one's own head, but also shaking someone else's head.

The ancestor slammed the window shut and said angrily, "Go back to sleep."

The uncle and nephew were still reluctant to part, with a face full of regret.

Ancestors were tired again, how could they create opportunities for others without sleeping?

It was really difficult to be robbed these days.

While Huck wasn't paying attention, the ancestor whispered, "No matter what happens later, don't make a sound, okay?"

He wanted to wait for Huck to be robbed, and then come to his rescue at his most desperate moment.

Just like teaching a child, no matter how many times you tell them not to touch the kettle, they won't listen. They have to get burned once to remember.

What he had to do was to control the temperature of the "boiling water", so that he wouldn't get "burned" but also wouldn't actually get hurt.

Then he realized that the ghost realm was not as easy as he had thought. There was no law outside of Ghost Capital, and life in Ghost Capital was boring for a lifetime.

Susie blinked her eyes and curiously asked, "What will happen?"

Did someone come to sell Huck?

Did someone still come to dance with Huck and twist his head off?

The ancestors directly took Susie away and said to Huck, "Go to bed early, we will take you to see the world tomorrow. Susie is also a little girl now, she can't stay in the same room as her uncle, so I took her away... just next door."

Huck smiled sweetly and gently, "Okay."

The ancestor left the room, muttering in his heart: "So innocent, I wonder if he will be scared and cry later."

Returning to the room, Susie asked, "Will Huck be okay?"

The ancestors took Susie to another room again.

The stacked rooms made Susie dizzy. When they finally stopped, she realized that the room she and her ancestors were in now had a clear view of Huck's room and her own original room.

Susie exclaimed, "Which room is this? We didn't even see this room in that spot just now."

The ancestors sat down, calmly brewed and drank tea, and said lightly, "Just wait."

In the middle of the night, someone finally arrived sneakily.

It was the owner of the clothing store during the day!

They used a little magic on their faces, making them blurry and unrecognizable, but it didn't matter to Susie. She saw through it with just one glance.

She approached the ancestor and asked in a low voice, "Ancestor, why did you deliberately lead the bad person here?"

The ancestor also lowered his voice: "You, Huck, are still too naive! You have no idea about the killings between Cultivating Ghosts. He needs to experience it."

Susie: "Oh!"

She thought for a moment and then asked, "Do we need to add a little more drama to it? Like packaging it up and selling it, or maybe even tearing off his head?"

Ancestors: "...?"

Are you really my biological child? Are you sure you weren't just picked up as a baby?

The owner of the clothing store was seen bringing two evil ghosts and quickly darting into the room where the ancestors and Susie used to be.

Soon, these few ghosts came out, with some confusion in their eyes - Where are the people?

They flashed into Huck's room again.

Finally, after entering this time, there was some movement heard. The owner of the clothing store and those two evil ghosts didn't come out for a long time.

Susie propped her chin up and, with her other hand pinching her finger, muttered to herself, "Two evil ghosts, one ghost king..."

The ancestors calmly said while drinking tea, "That's enough for you to have a pot of Huck!"

The process of forming Vile ghosts and evil ghosts in the human world itself is a kind of cultivation. Although it is not as powerful as starting from scratch like Cultivating Ghosts in the underworld, the realm is there.

The two evil ghosts brought by the clothing store owner should have descended to the human world. It is unknown what means they used to escape punishment, but these evil ghosts have a low level of cultivation and belong to the weakest among the evil ghosts.

The owner of the clothing store was originally in the realm of Ghost King, if I'm not mistaken, he is a native of the underworld, which means he has cultivated all the way up from awakening as a Cultivating Ghost. In the current ghost market, his strength is indeed considerable.

Susie suddenly turned her head and looked up and down at the ancestor, saying, "Ancestor, what realm are you in? I can't seem to figure it out."

The ancestor took a sip of tea and exclaimed, "Can't you see it's not normal?"

Susie stood up straight and said seriously, "There are only two types of people in this world that I can't figure out. One is those who are at a higher level than me, and the other is those from a different system, like the Buddhist system."

"What kind are you, ancestors?"

Is it possible that the ancestors' realm was higher than hers?

She is now at the level of a great emperor. Lower ranks cannot perceive higher ranks. If she doesn't deliberately show it, even King of Security and King of Bian cannot detect it. Only those at the same level can sense it.

If our ancestors were at the level of great emperors, then they should have had some level of perception, to some extent.

Or is it that our ancestors were not part of the "Dao" system?

Susie couldn't help but recall the old monk she had met during the New Year... He had also mentioned that they would meet again soon!

Susie blurted out in surprise, "Ancestor, are you that old man?!"