Book Synopsis
Book Tags
Donation Rankings
Comment
0 Comments
You May Also Like
墨書 Inktalez
Bait can be found nearby; isn't there a village at the foot of this mountain? That old man who chops wood might be from that village. The situation with the water ghost has caused quite a stir, and if someone capable can get rid of it, they would surely be very pleased.
As for whether the water ghost will fall for it? That's almost certain. Those Fellow might feel that they are not easy to deal with, which is why they fled in a panic. If an ordinary person were placed there, could they even tell if it's Bait with their simple intelligence?
It stands to reason that there must be more than one water ghost; wasn't one killed by a man from the village before? After that, he was retaliated against by other water ghosts. The ones who attacked him previously might have been starving and couldn't hold back for a moment.
The car soon arrived at the village at the foot of the mountain. The village was quite poor; at a glance, many houses were still made of mud, with few brick houses, let alone small Building. Cars were definitely a rarity here, so when Ye Mingshang drove into the village, many people curiously took a few extra glances.
"Whose car is this?" a woman asked.
"I don't know; I haven't heard of anyone buying a car," a companion shook his head.
"Hey~ Could it be Er Zhu's kid? I heard he just got his driver's license and is doing pretty well in the county."
"I don't know; let's just wait and see."
The roads in the village were poor, and not long after driving, Ye Mingshang was forced to stop the car. As soon as he got out, several villagers' eyes lit up.
"Who is this kid? He looks really handsome," an older woman said.
"I haven't seen him before; he's not Er Zhu's kid; that kid isn't as good-looking as him."
An old man nearby was displeased and glanced over, saying, "What are you looking at? How handsome can he be? When I was young, I was much better looking than him."
Disdainful looks were cast around.
Ye Mingshang got out of the car and asked an old man nearby, "Hello, sir. Could you please tell me where the village chief lives?"
The old man leaned on his hoe and replied, "You're out of luck; the village chief went to town on business and probably won't be back today. What do you need him for?"
Ye Mingshang rolled his eyes and said, "I was sent by the city to investigate the Millstone Reservoir and wanted to talk to the village chief to understand the situation."
As soon as he said this, the expressions of those around him, including the elderly man, changed.
The old man said seriously, "Comrade, that reservoir is not to be trifled with; it can be deadly."
Ye Mingshang frowned and asked, "Why would it be deadly? It's just a simple planning issue."
"There are ghosts in that reservoir; several people have already died. Young man, don't act impulsively," an Aunt Liu interjected.
Ye Mingshang pretended not to believe it and laughed lightly, "Haha, Aunt Liu, don't joke with me. There are no such things as ghosts in this world."
"You child, why won't you listen to advice?" Aunt Liu frowned.
At that moment, a middle-aged man wearing black-rimmed glasses, looking cultured and in his forties or fifties, stepped forward. "Kid, don't dismiss this; it's true. I'm a teacher at the Village Primary School and have received higher education like you. If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I wouldn't believe it either."
Ye Mingshang frowned again. "So there really are ghosts in that reservoir?"
"Would I lie to you?"
"Young man, it's best if you stay away from that reservoir. Go back and persuade your leaders not to have any ideas about it; it really can be deadly."
Ye Mingshang looked at everyone curiously. "Do you all believe in ghosts?"
"Of course! Just a while ago, Wang Gou Dan killed one, and within two days he was bitten to death by a water ghost—his head was gone! It was terrifying," said the woman with a look of fear on her face.
Ye Mingshang laughed, leaving everyone puzzled. They thought to themselves that this kid might be crazy.
Ye Mingshang surveyed the crowd and said loudly, "Since you all believe in this, then I won’t need to trouble myself. Actually, I’m a Taoist priest here to perform an exorcism for everyone."
However, as soon as he said this, some people were skeptical. One uncle scoffed, "Oh please, a Taoist priest? You really think you can fool us."
"Child, don't think that we are uneducated and easy to deceive. Don't just flap your lips and say anything."
"Exactly, that gentleman is not in his twenties; how could he be as young as you?"
Ye Mingshang was prepared for the crowd's disbelief. He took out a talisman and with a swift motion, ignited it with empty hands.
As they watched the fire suddenly ignite in his hand, the eyes of the crowd lit up; even those further away put down their hoes to come closer.
"Young man... can you perform magic tricks?" A remark from an older man left Ye Mingshang quite stunned.
"Uncle, this is Daoist Arts..." Ye Mingshang replied helplessly.
"Come on, do you really consider this Daoist Arts? I've seen many magicians on TV who can do this."
Ye Mingshang felt helpless, knowing that this level of Daoist Arts wouldn't convince them. He decided to channel his energy to make the flames larger and change their shape.
"Whoosh~ Whoosh~"
In the blink of an eye, a small fireball the size of a fist transformed into a figure taller than a person. It took the shape of a large bird, flapping its wings and soaring in the sky.
Seeing the villagers' shocked expressions, Ye Mingshang nodded proudly. "How about that? Do you believe I'm a Daoist now?"
"A... monster!" someone shouted in fear.
"Run! A monster is coming to the village!"
"Quickly, run!"
"Great monster, we are all honest people and have never done anything wrong. Please don't eat us!" an old man trembled as he approached him.
Ye Mingshang looked at them speechlessly; some were running away while others were trembling, each with expressions of terror as if they had seen a ghost.
Ye Mingshang couldn't help but complain, "What the heck! This plot development is all wrong! Aren't they supposed to worship and believe in Daoist Arts upon seeing it? This is different from what was written in the novel!"
"Sir, I really am a Daoist. I came here this time to help everyone with Exorcism," Ye Mingshang said as he helped the old man up.
The old man still seemed skeptical and asked doubtfully, "Really? You're not a Yokai?"
"Of course not."
"Are you really a Daoist?"
"Yes."
"Here to help us with Exorcism?"
"Mm-hmm."
Seeing that the old man seemed to start believing him, Ye Mingshang let out a sigh of relief. Who would have thought that the old man suddenly knelt down and cried, "Oh no! Yokai Daxian, please don't trick this old man! There's a teacher in the village; how could he compare to your abilities? Please, just leave us alone and don't harm our village. We will definitely build a temple for you and worship you day and night. Please spare us."
Ye Mingshang hurriedly helped the old man up and said helplessly, "Sir, I've already told you I'm a Daoist. Why don't you believe me? How could your teacher compare to me? It's normal for him not to know these things."
(To be continued.)
Comment 0 Comment Count