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Chapter One Hundred Sixty-Three Ghostly Flight Attendant
Is there a ghost?
I quickly turned my head to look behind me, but found nothing! Then I glanced around; aside from the piles of paper scattered throughout the room, there was nothing else.
This is strange!
I scratched my head and slapped my forehead, "Damn! I forgot to Open Third Eye!"
Pan Shenbao had taught me how to Open Third Eye. My technique wasn't as refined as his, but I could manage it, even if it worked inconsistently.
But at that moment, I couldn't worry about that. I hurriedly rushed out the door.
It was autumn now, and the streets looked quite desolate, while Liu Yiyi's slender figure gradually disappeared into the foggy street.
“Liu Yiyi, wait!” I shouted in the direction she had vanished and hurried after her.
The autumn fog wasn't too thick yet, but it made the streetlights on either side appear very dim. I chased after Liu Yiyi's shadow for quite a distance until I got tired and realized that somehow, I had ended up right in front of a cemetery, while Liu Yiyi's shadow had long since disappeared.
“How could this happen?” I couldn't help but murmur, “Is it really that hard to be a hero saving a beauty?”
I searched around the cemetery. The night air was chilly with the autumn wind, making me feel cold. This cemetery was large, with dense rows of tombstones standing like intersecting doors. In the hazy moonlight, an eerie atmosphere emanated from the place.
"Eh?" I suddenly stopped in front of a tombstone. This tombstone, like the others, had a photo of the deceased on it, but as soon as I glanced at the person in the photo, my mouth dropped open!
"How is this possible!" The person in the photo was someone I was extremely familiar with. I looked at it several times, and my initial surprise gradually turned into shock! It couldn't be! His photo should not appear here; this tombstone absolutely could not belong to him! Absolutely impossible!
I examined the photo on the tombstone carefully several more times and couldn't help but bend my knees, collapsing to the ground with a thud! Besides shock, there was an overwhelming sense of disbelief!
Epitaphs are quite significant, but most of them are written by descendants for their ancestors. If the deceased has no descendants, there is also the concept of a public burial.
But why?
Why is the person in the photo on this tombstone him? Someone I know so well? Logically speaking, this photo should not be here.
"Oh no!" Suddenly, something occurred to me. I slapped my thigh, sprang to my feet, and hurriedly ran toward the direction of the Paper Shop.
Normally, it would take over an hour to walk from the Paper Shop to here. To get back to the Paper Shop as quickly as possible, I rushed onto the road in front of the cemetery, desperately looking for passing cars.
However, on this autumn night, vehicles were scarce, especially in this remote cemetery!
As I ran while searching for a car, I finally spotted a small sedan parked by the roadside at a fork in the road. Not far from the car, a man dressed in a black suit was squatting by the side of the road, seemingly doing something.
I hurried over and tapped him on the shoulder. "Buddy, can you give me a ride?"
The man squatting on the ground slowly turned his head and flashed me a bright smile, revealing two rows of white teeth. "Sure!"
His reaction struck me as somewhat strange. Normally, if someone were to suddenly tap another person on the shoulder in the middle of the night on a deserted street, they would likely be startled. But why was this man so composed?
I couldn't help but take a serious look at the man. He had a buzz cut, an average face, and was dressed entirely in black. The only thing that stood out was a thin black line on his forehead.
"Please get in the car!" he said with a smile as he opened the car door for me.
Although I was eager to return to the Paper Shop, I began to feel a bit anxious at that moment.
Opening the Third Eye involves forming hand seals with both hands, lightly tapping each finger joint between the thumb and the index and middle fingers, then placing the index and middle fingers on my eyelids. At the moment I pry my eyes open, I chant "Urgent Order, open," and it should work!
This is what Pan Shenbao taught me. He also mentioned that once I reached a certain level of skill, I could open my Third Eye just by closing and opening my eyes while silently reciting the command without needing to form hand seals.
Clearly, I hadn't reached that level yet. Even when I tried to form the seals, it was hit or miss; it was still less effective than my old method of rinsing my eyes with willow leaves. Right now, I felt somewhat guilty and wasn't sure if this man was truly human. I said, "No thanks, you've got the wrong person."
After saying that, I quickly turned around and ran, glancing back occasionally to see if he was following me.
To be honest, I was a bit scared because I hadn't brought anything with me; I had rushed out in a hurry. But even if this man were a wandering ghost, I could handle it. However, I had more important things to do and didn't want to waste time here.
Master Ma once told me that if someone taps me on the shoulder in the middle of the night and calls my name, I should never turn around recklessly because what I might see could frighten me to death.
Additionally, he warned that if someone knocks on my door at night and there's a peephole, I should never look through it carelessly because there's a good chance I'll see an eye filled with bloodshot veins. Once it locks onto me at that moment, whether the door opens or not becomes irrelevant.
Right now, it was me who tapped someone else's shoulder; however, it was I who felt afraid of being that person tapping on the shoulder.
I no longer dared to hail a taxi and ran straight back to the Paper Shop.
The main entrance of the Paper Shop was wide open, and I rushed inside.
Inside the Paper Shop, paper products were scattered everywhere, and some unsold talisman papers hung in mid-air, all painted by Pan Shenbao in the past.
After checking for a while, I discovered that something was missing from the Paper Shop: the jade pendant! To be precise, there were two items missing: the Rooster and Chickenshit!
"That's it!" I sighed heavily and collapsed onto the ground.
Bianhan, when used well, is a divine beast; when used poorly, it's a ferocious beast. As for Burning Soul, it is inherently a malevolent object. Chickenshit belongs to the yin category, and Burning Soul also has a heavy Yin Qi. I fed it chicken to counteract its poison with poison, hoping to warm up Burning Soul, just like how a person eating ice cream in winter only feels cold from the ice cream but not from the cold weather. However, winter ice cream is not as delicious as hot bread, just as chicken is not as tasty to Burning Soul as humans are.
Now that both Rooster and Chickenshit were missing, it was clearly human intervention. However, an ordinary thief wouldn't just steal Rooster and Chickenshit without taking money. Coupled with the photo I saw on the tombstone in the cemetery, cold sweat began to form on my forehead.
Just when I was feeling anxious, a little girl's voice suddenly rang out from outside, "Uncle, do you want to buy Red Garment?"
I looked up and saw a girl in a Red Garment standing in the middle of the road outside the Paper Shop. Through the hazy light, she blinked her big watery eyes at me and repeated, "Uncle, do you want Red Garment?"
How could there be a little girl selling things at this late hour? Moreover, my Paper Shop had no lights on; she stood on the road where there was light. Looking at my place should have revealed nothing but darkness—how could she see me?
It was obvious that this girl was not an ordinary person.
I rushed to the door and shouted at the little girl, "Are you sick or something? Were you a bird in your past life? Did someone pluck your feathers and smash your eggs? So now you're wandering around selling pits as Vengeful Spirits? Damn! Master has already had enough bad luck today; how dare you—a little girl who hasn't even grown all her hair—come to bully Master!"
There is a Unnamed Fire burning in my heart. Suddenly, a beautiful woman came running to me for help. I failed to be the hero who saves the damsel in distress and ended up losing my Rooster Chickenshit. Just thinking about it makes me furious. After all, I am a Paper Effigy Maker, and a Little Ghost actually dared to come for Soul Snatching!
Soul Snatching is similar to shoulder tapping, ghostly cries, and ghostly eyes; they all exploit the reflexes of people when they let their guard down to achieve the goal of taking lives.
However, Soul Snatching requires a high level of human response. For example, the so-called Red Garment worn by the little girl—one can tell with just a knee-jerk reaction that she is empty-handed. That Red Garment on her body cannot possibly be sold; the only possibility is that she sourced it on-site.
Using her nails to peel off human skin, exposing the blood and flesh underneath—a sea of red—isn’t that the Red Garment?
Regarding Face, this kind of wisdom is that it’s a ghost; the best way to deal with its malicious intent isn’t through talismans, invoking deities, screaming, fleeing, or calling for daddy, but rather by giving it a good scolding.
Good people are often deceived by ghosts; that’s how it works!
The little girl was scared stiff by my fierce demeanor and ran away in defeat.
“You have the guts to run! Master has taken you!” I shouted. Although I said this, I didn’t take any actual action because I wasn’t in the mood to catch ghosts at all.
It wasn’t until the little girl disappeared that I angrily turned on the lights in the Paper Shop. Just as I was about to open the door, a shadow flashed past me, followed by a chaotic noise coming from inside the Paper Shop.
Even though the figure only passed by quickly, I still recognized who it was—it was none other than Liu Yiyi. Now she was barefoot; her high heels were long gone, her stockings were torn, and even her hair looked somewhat disheveled.
“Didn’t you run away? Why are you back?” I tried to make my tone sound less fierce. If she weren’t such a beautiful woman looking so pitiful, I might have grabbed a broom to deal with her.
“Master, please help me!” Liu Yiyi was frantically rummaging around in the Paper Shop, finding a broom from the corner and gripping it tightly with a terrified expression on her face. “He’s coming! He’s chasing me!”
"Joke! He definitely doesn't know that Master has been holding back a lot of anger. If he dares to come, Master will let him know what it means for everything to vanish into thin air." I puffed out my chest, even though my heart felt heavy.
Who would have thought that Liu Yiyi wouldn't put down the broom because of my words? Instead, she raised the broom in her hand, looking at me with a face full of fear as she stared behind me.
Damn!
Could it be that Guo Yang really dares to come?
I angrily turned around to look behind me. There were two half-open wooden doors, and through the gap, I could see dim lights on the street outside. A gentle breeze blew by, causing the wooden doors to creak, and the talismans hanging inside the room fluttered in the wind.
I quickly moved my thumbs and then shouted, "Urgent Order, open!"
As my eyes were pried open, I looked back at the street, which was still empty.
Could it be that my Open Third Eye failed?
It's very possible!
Because this thing works inconsistently; I can't say for sure.
But when I regained my composure, I saw a room full of 'people' in the Paper Shop, and Liu Yiyi was standing among them. In front of her was a man wearing a white T-shirt, white long pants, and white sneakers. The man appeared to be around twenty-eight or twenty-nine years old, giving me a handsome view from behind.
"I can't believe it! Do you really think Master is easy to mess with? How dare you come knocking!" I shouted loudly at the man.
However, at that moment, a 'person' shopping in the Paper Shop looked at me and asked boldly, "Aren't you opening the door to do business?"
Hearing this, I was taken aback! Indeed! I had been thinking that I was a Paper Effigy Maker, capable of exorcising ghosts, and that some wandering spirits bullying me were simply asking for trouble; yet I forgot that the Paper Shop was open to ghosts. Their willingness to come here wasn't solely because they thought I was weak!
"I'm not talking about you!" I pointed in the direction where the man stood and said loudly, "I didn't come looking for you; you came knocking on my door! Do you really think Master doesn't exist?"
After saying this, I strode towards the man, but he didn't look at me. Instead, he coldly addressed Liu Yiyi, who was holding a broom with a wary expression, saying, "Liu Yiyi, you're quite something!"
Suddenly, the man vanished into thin air.
It didn't surprise me that ghosts could walk through walls and disappear; however, it was also possible for some ghosts to knock on doors, push them open, or close them. This behavior related to their intentions. But if a ghost truly wanted to escape, unless it was close by, there was no way I could catch it with my skills.
After the man disappeared, Liu Yiyi dropped her broom onto the Ground and hurried over to me, grabbing my arm and pleading, "Master, he won't leave me alone. Please, you have to save me."
I gently took Liu Yiyi's hand. At that moment, the matter regarding Rooster Chickenshit didn't seem important anymore! Why his photo appeared in the graveyard was also irrelevant!
"Don't worry; tonight you'll stay here with me. Tomorrow morning, take me to his Corpse burial site. I'll deal with his old haunt!" I spoke slowly and softly.
Little did I expect that what happened next would make me doubt even love itself.
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