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Zhang Laosi was moved by his grandson; one hundred thousand was no small amount. Without further ado, the two of them began to lift the coffin, ignoring Wei Qiuxi and his grandson, preparing to leave.
Wei Qiuxi sighed, realizing that he needed to show some real skills to deal with these three. He took a piece of bamboo leaf from his pocket, moistened it with his lips, and blew out a strange note.
Nearby, the Sunbathing Mutt, which had been lazily lying around, suddenly seemed to spring to life as if it had heard a command. Its ears perked up, and it quickly ran over to Zhang Laosi, barking at him. Zhang Laosi felt a chill run down his spine from the dog's barking. Wei Qiuxi's notes grew sharper, and the mutt suddenly lunged forward, biting down hard on Zhang Laosi's hand. Zhang Laosi frantically tried to hit the dog off, but no matter how much he struck it, the mutt held on tightly and refused to let go.
"Damn you," a Young Man quickly picked up a stone and hurled it at the mutt with all his might. The dog yelped in pain but still wouldn’t release its grip. Another person kicked the mutt hard, finally sending it flying several feet away. The dog lay on the ground, clearly injured and howling in distress.
Looking at Zhang Laosi’s hand, which bore several deep bite marks with blood flowing freely, his son was busy bandaging him. The Young Man sneered, "You son of a dog; turns out you brought a brother along."
"You’re the son of a dog," Wei Ning retorted defiantly.
Wei Qiuxi remained silent as the sound of the bamboo whistle grew increasingly sharp. It was then that Zhang Laosi and his grandson realized their situation was dire; they had unwittingly attracted three more dogs around them, and it seemed there were even more dogs approaching from afar, their barks echoing in succession.
The number of dogs continued to grow until there were over ten surrounding Zhang Laosi. Each dog glared hungrily at them, emitting low growls while leaning forward with drool dripping from their mouths. They appeared to be waiting for Wei Qiuxi's command to attack.
If this continued, would Wei Qiuxi summon all the dogs in town? The hearts of Zhang Laosi and his companions sank further as they understood that Wei Qiuxi’s bamboo whistle was controlling these dogs.
One or two dogs might not be frightening, but when surrounded by over ten barking dogs, just their growls could raise the hairs on your neck. Moreover, these were wild dogs from the area; they were used to fighting and would not hesitate to bite.
At first, Wei Ning felt a bit scared and kept inching closer to his grandfather. However, upon realizing that these wild dogs seemed under his grandfather's control and were on their side, he clapped his hands in excitement and said, "Grandpa is amazing! I want to learn too! I want to learn!"
Wei Qiuxi lowered the bamboo whistle, causing the pack of wild dogs to quiet down significantly; however, they still did not disperse and remained poised to attack at any moment.
Wei Qiuxi gently patted Wei Ning's head and said, "The 'Mute Dog Technique' is the most basic trick in the Corpse Driver's repertoire. Once you turn fifteen and officially 'pass the three trials,' I will naturally pass this technique on to you."
It turned out that the God of Joy had an extreme fear of dogs. On the path of a Corpse Driver, if he encountered a dog, he would tread lightly; in severe cases, he might even feign death. Therefore, in Chen Prefecture, the first thing taught to newcomers in the Corpse Driving Sect was the Mute Dog Technique, which involved how to drive away wild dogs that attempted to approach corpses. By the time it reached Wei Qiuxi's level, he could control wild dogs at will.
At this moment, Zhang Laosi and the others felt a sense of dread. Wei Qiuxi's display had completely stunned them. They realized that this seemingly eccentric old man actually possessed some skills, far beyond what their common sense could accept.
If he could summon wild dogs when angered, what was to stop him from calling forth something else? Perhaps a Vengeful Spirit or something similar would come forth, leaving the three of them in dire straits.
Moreover, with so many wild dogs around, it was enough for them to have a good drink.
"Enough," sighed the injured Zhang Laosi. "I'll go along with you. There are some things in Chen Prefecture that shouldn't be trifled with. You all are superstitious and won't listen. Fine, we'll return the corpse to its rightful owner; just let us go."
The Young Man pulled out a wooden stick from somewhere and stubbornly said, "Dad, you and Grandpa carry the coffin first; I'll handle these damn dogs." He waved the stick in defiance at the pack of dogs that had gathered—now numbering forty or fifty—barking wildly and showing their sharp teeth.
Wei Qiuxi sighed again and asked, "Do you know what the most terrifying thing in this world is?"
Wei Ning answered without hesitation, "Of course it's death; dying is the scariest thing."
Wei Qiuxi replied softly, "If one dies and falls into Reincarnation to be reborn as a human, it may not be such a bad thing. However, the most terrifying thing in this world is not death itself but being unable to die."
"Unable to die?" Wei Ning asked in confusion. Zhang Laosi and his companions also perked up their ears to listen to their conversation, filled with bewilderment.
"There are only two types of people who cannot die in this world. One type is those who suffered great injustice during their lives and are unwilling to accept death after they pass on; their souls refuse Reincarnation and come back to haunt the living. These are what we usually refer to as Vengeful Spirits. Such spirits generally leave this world once they have avenged themselves, so they are not truly frightening. The second type is those whose souls are bound by others using supernatural means, preventing them from Reincarnation. They wish to die but cannot; these spirits are truly terrifying."
Wei Qiuxi paused for a moment and said, "We, the Corpse Drivers of Chen Prefecture, use Cinnabar to seal the seven orifices of the corpse, locking the soul inside the body for a period of time. Once the God of Joy returns home, we can then guide his soul to the afterlife, which would be considered a completion of sorts."
"But what if the God of Joy is lost by the Corpse Driver? If the God of Joy cannot return home, then naturally no one will guide his soul. When the Cinnabar within the seven orifices falls away, the God of Joy cannot reincarnate and will become a wandering spirit in this world."
"If you were the God of Joy, what would you do?"
The Young Man thought for a moment and replied, "If I were the God of Joy and could not reincarnate, I would suffer. If I am not at peace, then neither would others be. I would surely seek revenge."
"Exactly!" Wei Qiuxi sighed and said, "If the God of Joy cannot reincarnate, over time, he will be consumed by resentment and turn into a Zombie, bringing disaster to the world. At that point, even I would be unable to subdue him."
Zhang Laosi felt a heavy weight in his heart as he understood Wei Qiuxi's implication. He had originally disagreed with this 'business,' but he had succumbed to the persistent pleas of his son and grandson, along with the overwhelming temptation of one hundred thousand yuan. Now hearing Wei Qiuxi's words made him realize he was on the brink of committing a grave sin. He quickly clasped his hands together and said apologetically, "Master Wei, it was my conscience that led me astray. I had my sights set on the dead. My grandson and I will return the corpse to you right away. I am not worthy as a person; please convey my apologies to Secretary Yang after you deliver him."
"Wait!" The Young Man quickly intervened. He glanced at his father and noticed that his father remained silent.
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