The ultimate master in the city

Chapter 58

Meanwhile, Tsui Hark hurried down the mountain carrying buckets of water. As he neared home, he slowed his pace, pondering what Yuan Zhi had said.

Thinking about it, I felt like I was being scratched by a cat, because Yuan Zhiquan was right. Xiao Hong never told him where her home was or what her family was, and she never left the house even when it was sunny in broad daylight.

"That person has no grudge against me, so they shouldn't be lying. Could Xiao Hong really be... a female ghost?"

Upon reaching the gate, Tsui Hark muttered something to himself and went inside. His father was happily cooking in the kitchen. Tsui Hark, preoccupied, accidentally spilled half a bucket of water while pouring it, earning a scolding from his father.

He didn't argue back, threw down the bucket, and went to the door of the main room. He hesitated for a moment. Xiao Hong was inside. Usually, he couldn't wait to rush in and be intimate with her, but at this moment, he felt inexplicably afraid.

"Xu Ke, what's wrong? It sounds like Dad just scolded you." A soft voice came from in front of him; it was Xiao Hong coming out of the house.

Tsui Hark looked up at her fairy-like face, and then recalled the scenes between the two of them over the past few days. His mind became even more chaotic, and he hurriedly said, "It's nothing, it's nothing, my stomach hurts."

Xiao Hong's expression changed slightly, and she asked, "Has something happened?"

"No, no, it's just a stomachache, I'm going to the toilet." Tsui Hark didn't dare to look her in the eye and hurriedly ran to the toilet.

After squatting in the pit for ten minutes, he came out just in time for dinner. Xu Ke ate the meal without any appetite. After dinner, he thought about it for a while, gritted his teeth, quietly ran to the kitchen, closed the door, burned the paper talisman, poured half a bowl of water, stirred the ashes, and gulped it down.

Back in the main room, he made an excuse to go play cards at someone's house in the village, and then, without waiting for his father and Xiao Hong to react, he turned around and walked out.

He trotted to a deserted spot in the south of the village, found a large rock, and sat down there listlessly.

I sat there for several hours until my legs went numb. When I felt it was about time, I got up and hurried home.

It was midnight, and the courtyard was quiet. Dad's room was pitch black, so he must be asleep, but the light was still on in his and Xiaohong's room.

He swallowed hard, tiptoed to the window, and peered inside.

The room was dimly lit. Xiao Hong, wearing only the red undergarment she had brought with her, sat on the edge of the bed with her long hair loose, glancing at the door from time to time, seemingly very anxious.

Tsui Hark felt a warmth in his heart, thinking that Xiao Hong must be waiting for him. This damned nonsense almost made him misunderstand Xiao Hong. Just as he was about to turn around and go into the house, Xiao Hong suddenly gave a strange smile and sat down in front of the dressing table.

Tsui Hark was startled by that smile and stopped.

Why did she laugh like that just now? And what is she going to do sitting down next to the dressing table?

Then, Xiao Hong looked at her face in the mirror and chuckled mischievously. As she laughed, her face slowly turned green...

Tsui Hark's eyes widened, his breath caught in his throat, and he felt his scalp tingling and his heart pounding wildly. It really was a ghost! Little Red really was a ghost!

Remembering Yuanzhi's words, he crawled on the ground, little by little, toward his father's room, then carried his father on his back and ran toward the back mountain.

Hearing the commotion, Xiao Hong came out of the room and shouted, "Xu Ke, where are you taking Dad?"

Tsui Hark looked back and saw that Xiao Hong had returned to normal, but the image from just now was still lingering in his mind. He dared not look back again, thinking that the ghost was trying to deceive him, and ran even faster!

"Did you listen to someone's nonsense?" Little Red frowned and chased after him.

……

At this moment, on the back mountain, Zhou Fengchen squatted by the well, staring intently at the well water.

Yuan Zhi was staring intently down the mountain with his big, ox-like eyes, jumping up and down in frustration. He turned to Zhou Fengchen and complained, "Hey bro, what time is it? Can you stop staring? Did that kid make a mistake?"

Zhou Fengchen smacked his lips and said, "Boss, did that kid say his family's osmanthus cake was made with well water from here? Why does it taste a bit gamey? This gamey smell is a bit like..."

Yuan Zhi was taken aback for a moment, then exclaimed, "Why are you still thinking about this? What's so lewd about it? It's your mouth that's the problem."

Zhou Fengchen stood up and looked at the old osmanthus tree again, shaking his head: "No! Something's not right. This well water doesn't look like water; it looks like urine or feces, and... damn it! I get it now. Who would dig a well on a mountain? How deep would they have to dig? Isn't that insane?"

"Hey bro! Stop overthinking, we're here!" Yuan Zhi snapped out of his daze and ran over to pull Zhou Fengchen, "Get ready!"

Zhou Fengchen scratched his head, glanced at the old osmanthus tree again, and then looked down the mountain. He saw Xu Ke carrying his father and running very fast, with a red shadow floating lightly behind him.

"Wait, let that wretch get a little closer." Zhou Fengchen sneered.

At this moment, Tsui Hark, carrying his father on his back, arrived and shouted, "Master, save me! That woman is a ghost, she's coming after us!"

He paused, surprised to find another person standing next to the master.

Zhou Fengchen gave a wink, and Yuan Zhi stepped forward, pulling the father and son back, saying, "Don't panic! We're here."

The old man was jostled around all the way, and his eyes rolled back as he passed out. Tsui Hark was exhausted and sat down on the ground, panting heavily.

Zhou Fengchen stood in front of the mountain path, watching down the mountain.

The woman floated along until she stopped a short distance ahead, looking anxiously at Tsui Hark. "W-what are you doing?"

Tsui Hark dared not look at her, and gritted his teeth as he said, "You evil spirit, don't even think about harming me."

The woman paused, then said in a mournful voice, "Ak, don't listen to their nonsense, they're lying to you!"

Tsui Hark was about to speak when Yuan Zhi blocked his way.

The woman looked at Zhou Fengchen and Yuan Zhi with a pitiful expression: "Can you let me through? I want to say something to my husband."

Zhou Fengchen shook his head and said, "You beast! Even now, are you still going to keep pretending?"

The woman's expression changed repeatedly before she suddenly gave a cold laugh: "Where did these meddlesome Taoist priests and deadbeat monks come from? I think you're tired of living."

Zhou Fengchen chuckled, "You're quite confident! You're about to die, and you still dare to talk big!"

"Hehehe..."

The woman suddenly chuckled evilly, her body floating in the air. Her long hair grew several feet long in an instant, and her fingernails twisted and turned, becoming unusually sharp. Then she screamed and rushed forward with a chilling aura of malevolence.

"Damn! Hold on, bro!" Yuan Zhi was startled and pulled Tsui Hark and his son back, all the way to the well.

"rest assured!"

Zhou Fengchen chuckled softly, waved his hand, and nine talismans flew out from his robes. Seeing the female ghost about to pounce, he tossed them away, shouting, "Xuan Twelve! Nine Palaces Talisman Kill! Go!"

Whoosh whoosh whoosh...

The nine talismans glowed with a faint light, instantly blocking the female ghost from all directions.

The female ghost was terrified and tried to hide, but there was nowhere to hide; talismans were everywhere.

"Don't you feel that I'm different from others?"

Zhou Fengchen formed a hand seal: "Just a lonely ghost with a hundred years of cultivation, it can only withstand two of my moves at most!"

The female ghost screamed shrilly, shaking her hair and slamming it against the talisman.

Zhou Fengchen changed hand seals while chanting, "Heaven and Earth, Mysterious and Dark, Spiritual Decree of the Nine Palaces... So be it!"

shhhhhh...

The nine talismans instantly changed positions, forming a dense net, while the central talisman shone brightly and struck the female ghost between the eyebrows.

"Ah!" The female ghost screamed and fell backward.

"Xuan San! Yin-Locking Claw!" Zhou Fengchen put away the talisman, seized the opportunity to leap away, grabbed the female ghost by the neck, and shouted back to Yuan Zhi, "Quick! The bottle to capture ghosts!"

"Uh... Uh... Uh..." Yuan Zhi was almost dumbfounded at this moment, and he shakily took out a bottle and threw it over.

Zhou Fengchen reached out and took the bottle, drew a circle around its mouth, aimed it at the female ghost, and chanted, "Hurry, hurry, as the law commands!"

The female ghost was in a pitiful state, filled with terror. Just as she was about to be sucked into the bottle, she suddenly screamed, "Grandma, save me!"

Mother-in-law? Zhou Fengchen was stunned for a moment, his heart skipped a beat: "Oh no! I know the ghost messenger's real purpose now!"