Chapter 548 Ghost?
"Ding! You use ten points of merit to upgrade the Divine Art: Persuading People to Do Good Proficiency, from Beginner → Proficient!"

"Ding! You use 100 points of merit to upgrade the proficiency of the magic: Persuading People to Do Good, from proficient to mastered!"

"Ding! You use one thousand merit points to upgrade the Divine Art: Persuading People to Do Good Proficiency, Mastery → Minor Success!"

Wang Ping'an called up the system panel and looked at the dazzling data in it, his eyes becoming brighter and brighter.

In his previous life, he was a very insecure person. Only the numbers in his bank card made him feel safe. Although that amount could only satisfy his basic food and drink needs, it was at least better than starving.

In this life, he discovered that the dense data displayed in series on the system panel gave him an endless sense of security, a sense of security that could not be matched by the few numbers in his bank card in his previous life.

perhaps.

It was because he knew clearly that as long as a series of data on the system panel continued to grow, he would no longer need to swallow his anger like he did in his previous life. In this life, he relied on the data on the system panel and on himself to have the power to protect himself, unlike in his previous life, when he could not even think about high-level enjoyment.

The power of self-preservation?

He can only pray to God to make him invisible so that others won't notice him, or he can just swallow his anger again and again so that he doesn't have to wait until cremation when even his body can't be found before waiting for belated justice!
soon.

Wang Ping'an found an extra column that had just appeared in the system panel: Divine Arts.

Divine Art: Persuade people to do good!
Wang Ping'an looked at the golden "+" sign at the back, and without any hesitation, he could not wait to touch it a few times. He heard a series of cold mechanical voices in his mind. When his proficiency in "Divine Art: Persuading People to Do Good" was upgraded to the level of minor success, he was about to touch it again, but he saw that the "+" sign at the back had dimmed, so he stopped.

Subsequently.

Wang Pingan reacted and almost slapped himself in the face, cursing inwardly:
'My brain may be filled with water. I don't even know the effect of the magic: persuading people to do good. Everything is just my own idea, but I can't wait to upgrade its proficiency to the level of perfection.

If the effect of this magic is not as good as I expected, then wouldn't these more than 10,000 merit points be wasted? '

When he thought of this, Wang Ping'an was filled with endless fear. Although earning merits was much easier for him than making money in his previous life, he could gain tens of thousands of merits by simply finding an evil cultivator he disliked. It was nothing like his previous life, where he worked so hard but his monthly salary was less than half of the average wage.

But who can blame him for the fact that at this moment in his system panel, there are so many talents, skills, techniques... etc. waiting for him to upgrade, which all require a lot of merit.

He had finally earned 10,000 merit points. If he used them all on this one magic, and if this magic turned out to be inconsistent with his guess, he would probably have to write "regret" countless times!
Wang Ping'an looked at the system panel, which still had more than 8,000 merits left. Looking at the talents, skills, and techniques that had just reached the entry level of proficiency, he wanted to use up all of these merits and upgrade all of these talents, skills, techniques... and so on.

perhaps.

This is also the reason why he couldn’t save money in his previous life!
As long as I have a little savings, I want to buy this and that and show off.

Wang Ping'an used great willpower to control the conflict of upgrading all the entry-level skills on the system panel. He looked at Zhang Guilian who was escorted home by Zhang Chengze and Zhang Chengyong. At this time, he could clearly find that there was something abnormal about Zhang Guilian.

He was wondering if he was seeing things, as he actually saw regret on Zhang Guilian's face, as if she regretted doing something!

You know. During this period, although he had not had any contact with Zhang Guilian in person, he learned about Zhang Guilian from many sources and had witnessed Zhang Guilian's true appearance. An expression like regret would never appear on her face. She was a person who did not know what regret was.

"Could it be that the regret on her face is because she regretted being careless and letting my uncle escape?"

A guess quickly emerged in Wang Ping'an's mind, but it didn't last for more than a few seconds before he dispelled it himself, thinking:

"Perhaps it was the magic my uncle used on her: persuading people to do good that worked!"

When he thought of this, Wang Ping'an's eyes suddenly lit up. Without any hesitation, he quickly used magic on Zhang Guilian: persuading people to do good.

next moment.

A soft moonlight shines on Zhang Guilian!
It looks particularly weird!

Wang Ping'an noticed at a glance that the moonlight shining on Zhang Guilian was unusual, and he was secretly surprised:
"No way, the energy I consume when using this magic is not spiritual energy, but moonlight - no, the energy of the moon?"

"what happened?"

Compared to Wang Ping'an's surprise, the brothers Zhang Chengze and Zhang Chengyong, who were escorting Zhang Guilian, were startled by Zhang Guilian's abnormal condition. They looked at each other, as if they had thought of something. Their faces and eyes were filled with fear. They said in a trembling voice, panicked:

"She, she, she's not possessed by a ghost, is she?"

They had heard many ghost stories since they were young, many of which were very similar to the one they were seeing now. However, they had lived for so many years and had never seen a ghost. But they did not have any doubts about the weirdness in their hearts and believed that there were ghosts in this world, especially after his father became the mountain god of Lion Ridge.

"Brother, don't worry. This is Zhangjia Village, this is Lion Ridge. Our father is the mountain god of Lion Ridge. This is our father's territory. Even if there are ghosts, they dare not come to our father's territory to make trouble!"

Although he said this, Zhang Chengyong's face was full of fear that was hard to conceal. Just now, Qi Wenshan had the courage to join forces with Zhang Guilian to seize his father's position as the Mountain God of Lion Ridge. He found it hard to believe that his father had any authority. Who knew whether those old ghosts who had lived for decades or even hundreds of years would be afraid of his father, the Mountain God of Lion Ridge.

"If you're not afraid, why are your legs shaking?"

Zhang Chengze looked at Zhang Chengyong speechlessly, his legs almost shaking like a sieve, and suppressed his fear in his heart, saying seriously: "Go to the mountain temple quickly and invite our father over!"

"I'll go right away..."

Zhang Chengyong turned around and was about to leave, but before he had taken a few steps, he suddenly realized what was happening and asked worriedly, "Brother, if I go, what will you do?"

"Of course I'm staying here!"

Zhang Chengze looked at Zhang Guilian who was in an abnormal state. She looked like she was possessed by a ghost. He took a deep breath and exhaled heavily, as if he was exhaling all the fear in his heart. He said:
"No matter what, she is our second aunt. Even if she is possessed by a ghost, I have to leave her here and wait for our father to come!"

(End of this chapter)