What If I Can't Die?

"Ah, a ghost!"

The female ghost screamed and scratched Song Shi's face.

Chi! Chi! Chi!

Song Shi did not do anything. He relied on the protective golden light of his Diamond Dharma Body to block the female ghost's claw. The extreme Yang power contained in it even melted her nails.

The pain made the female ghost hurriedly dodge and shrink to the wall of the well. She looked at Song Shi in fear.

"What the hell? You're the ghost. I'm a living person, okay?"

Song Shi pursed his lips and floated up from the well water. He stood on the water and said, "Where did this lonely ghost come from? Why are you hiding in my Song family manor? I'll send your soul to hell."

The female ghost saw that Song Shi was a cultivator and trembled in fear. "Spare me. I don't want to die yet. Don't kill me."

The fire in Song Shi's palm flickered. He did not show any mercy and flicked his finger.

A scorching flame shot out and pierced through the female ghost who was trying to escape. With a puff, the female ghost's soul dissipated amidst a scream.

"I'll slay any demons my way!"

Song Shi muttered. This was his secret resurrection point. Furthermore, he had returned to his original appearance after resurrection. How could he let this female ghost leave when she saw him in his true form?

He tapped on the ground and rushed out of the ancient well, landing outside.

Crack.

A white bone was broken by him. He looked down and saw a few dried corpses beside the well. They must have been harmed by the female ghost in white.

"The Yin Qi in this well is too strong. It's easy to attract wandering ghosts."

Song Shi looked around. As a third-grade array master, he quickly saw the characteristics of the terrain here. He took out a low-grade fire-attribute Dharma artifacts, formed a seal, and condensed a few runes.

He inserted the Dharma artifacts into the stone wall in the well and neutralized the extreme Yin Qi, causing Yin and Yang to be balanced. It would not attract any lonely souls and wild ghosts anymore for a short period of time.

After dealing with the corpses beside the well, Song Shi looked at the mansion under the night sky. There was residual snow on the tiles and the grass and trees on the ground were withered, but new sprouts were about to sprout.

"It's been a few months. Winter has passed and early spring has arrived."

Song Shi changed his appearance and strolled around the residence with his hands behind his back. Other than some rats and crows, he did not see any living creatures.

He returned to his courtyard and cultivated for the night. At dawn, he took out the Demon Pill to check. This thing might have completed its power conversion, as it didn't disappear because of his resurrection.

"This is the condensation of my Essence Energy and Essence Energy. Even if I don't break through after eating it, I can advance by leaps and bounds."

After saying that, Song Shi was not in a hurry to eat. He had just broken through and had yet to stabilize his realm foundation.

After walking out of the Song Mansion, there were not many commoners in broad daylight. There were only some people at the brothel area of the restaurant.

"I heard that another person died in the Song residence."

"Tsk tsk, some poor people must have run away to hide from the snow and lost their lives there!"

"That place is cursed. Last year, the Song family was destroyed there. Someone actually dared to enter."

On the road leading out of the Song Mansion, a discussion came from a teahouse, which he listened to carefully.

"Tsk tsk, the Song family is still alright. They only harm ordinary people. The riverside is dangerous. The things there can even kill immortals."

"I heard that there's an immortal cave by the river. I don't think it's a good immortal since so many immortals died there."

"The 'things' in the north of the city are also powerful. The government hasn't dealt with them yet."

Upon hearing this, Song Shi fell into deep thought. "Looks like that demon cave abode has been discovered by someone else. Is Wuchen Zi too busy to take care of it himself, or does he want someone to exhaust the Array Formation first?"

Song Shi pondered. In the beginning, only he, Wuchen Zi, and Chen Yiling knew about that cave abode. He did not know if someone had probed the cold water and discovered it, or if Wuchen Zi had revealed it to others.

"Let's go and join in the fun."

Upon hearing this, Song Shi ended his aimless stroll and walked towards the reeds with a goal in mind.

"A new paper shop opened."

On the way, Song Shi was attracted by a shop before he even reached the city gate.

This was a candlestick and joss stick shop. There were paper effigies at the door. Their lips were red, and they looked at the passers-by with a strange smile.

Ordinary paper effigies naturally would not make Song Shi stop in his tracks. He felt an inexplicable feeling from the paper effigies.

"It's this thing again. I was so unlucky the last time I met it."

Song Shi could not help but recall the deep experience of having his bones broken by that woman.

At this moment, a young man walked out of the paper shop. He was carrying a golden paper effigy couple with a dustpan. As he walked, he hurriedly asked, "Granny, are we sending them to the Qian family?"

"Yes, go quickly and come back quickly. There are still many families here to be sent off."

An old granny's voice came from a dark shop.

"Okay."

The young man glanced at Song Shi and quickly walked out.

One of his eyebrows was broken in the middle, and he did not realize that the disguised Song Shi was the person who had given him silver previously.

Song Shi also recognized that this young man had asked for money while stopping his carriage back then. Now, he must be working in this unlucky candle shop.

In this chaotic world, the business of the candle and joss stick shop would ultimately be very good.

"Are they running deliveries too?."

As he watched the youth with the broken eyebrows leave, Song Shi fell into deep thought. Such a scene could be considered a 'takeout' ordered by a living person for a dead person. He just did not know if the dead person would receive it after it was burned.

In this world, it might be possible.

"Hero, do you want a paper doll?"

The old lady suddenly said something to him.

Song Shi turned around and looked into the shop. An old lady with a cat-like face was looking at him.

"I'll have a nice one that can warm my bed."

"Hehe, young people are so passionate."

The old lady stood up with her back arched. She was wearing a long black robe and carried a female paper doll beside her.

"What do you think of this?"

The paper figurine was made of paste. It had delicate features and a perfect appearance. It had the feeling of an ancient beauty. It was drawn better than the one outside. Most importantly, its chest was very big.

This sudden feeling immediately made Song Shi take a second look. He smiled and said, "Granny, you've properly caught a man's aesthetic taste."

"If you like it, go buy it. I see that you're all alone and lonely. It's not bad to have a companion."

The old lady's voice was a little sharp.

"Okay, how much?"

"One thousand… spirit stones."

Song Shi was not surprised. Since she could tell that he was a cultivator, the 1,000 spirit stones on a paper doll would not be a loss.

"Sure."

Song Shi took out a large bag of spirit stones.

"Follow this hero well. If you serve him well, your wish will be fulfilled."

The old lady patted the paper effigy. The latter seemed to blink shyly and was handed to Song Shi.

"Then I'm leaving."

Song Shi carried the paper effigy in one hand and walked a few steps. He turned around and asked, "How should I address you, Granny?"

"You can call me Granny Cat. If you like it, come visit more often in the future."

The granny smiled, but her words made Song Shi's heart skip a beat.

Granny Cat!

Wasn't this the name Huang Heyu mentioned? Wasn't it the one who cut the Huang Residence and the many servants and maidservants he met back then?

He could not help but look in the direction where the old lady went back. There were indeed many paper cutouts that looked like buildings. There were small houses and large manors…

Did the old lady think that he was a cultivator who was seeking to buy such special items?

Song Shi did not ask further. He walked at a moderate pace with the paper effigy between his arms.

The people he met on the way were used to it. They all thought that he bought paper effigies for his family, such as for a man who died before he got married.

"Hero, you're going to the river, right? There's a bloody storm there. It's best not to die there."

An extremely pleasant voice suddenly sounded in Song Shi's ears, making his ears tingle.

"You can talk in broad daylight?"

Song Shi looked at the sun in surprise. When the old lady took out the paper figurine, he had sensed that there was a soul inside. To be precise, it was a ghost.

To be able to move around in broad daylight, did she not care that the sun was still out?