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I rented a place in Urban Village, where all sorts of people mingled together. Recently, I heard rumors that Urban Village was "haunted," but later found out it was just a thief stealing computers! So, before going to bed, I locked all the doors and windows.
After hanging up the phone, I took out my phone as usual and scrolled through a few pages of news. Before long, sleepiness overtook me, and I dozed off.
I don't know what time it was, but in my dreams, I vaguely heard a pleasant female voice outside the window.
"So this is where you are..." After a long while, the voice rang out again, first with a sigh... then softly said, "We will meet again!"
Of course, I heard it, but I didn't pay any attention. The soundproofing in Urban Village wasn't great; I thought someone upstairs was just watching a historical drama!
After some time passed, voices came from outside again.
"Finally found the Spirit Yang Body!"
"Haha, that stinky Taoist really is clever; he didn't deceive me!"
"Master! I'll strangle him right now so you can cultivate into the Spirit Body faster!"
"Isn't that just a matter of time? The best opportunity hasn't arrived yet; let him live for a while longer!"
"Hey upstairs, what the hell are you watching at this hour? It's so noisy!" At this point, I couldn't hold back any longer. I opened the window and shouted up at them before slamming it shut! The people above had also been playing horror movies late at night multiple times before; this time, I just couldn't take it anymore!
The moment my shout echoed through the air, the two voices abruptly stopped!
I lay down and hadn’t slept long when an urgent need to urinate hit me. Without bothering to turn on the light, I dashed into the bathroom. Relief washed over me as I let it flow like a fountain.
When I returned to my bedroom, just as I stepped inside, I saw a woman with disheveled hair draped in a white sheet embroidered with a purple peony! She seemed to hear me and began frantically tapping on my computer. My scalp tingled with fear, and cold sweat broke out. I thought to myself, "What the hell? Did I just encounter a ghost?" I pinched the flesh between my thumb and index finger; it hurt! A flash of insight crossed my mind, and I let out a cold laugh.
It must be the "ghost" that came to steal my computer. I leaned against the door, carefully observing her. It seemed that this fool had really invested in her appearance. Just the wig on her head would cost at least several hundred online. Although I couldn't see her face, she must have caked on a thick layer of foundation, along with that high-quality sheet embroidered with "Purple Peony" and the silk noose around her neck—easily five or six hundred dollars! This idiot even learned the "Ghost Step Dance," looking quite impressive. Keep showing off; I'll make sure you regret it!
Honestly, if she weren't here to steal my computer, I couldn't help but admire her outfit! I quietly pulled out a Thunder Stick from behind the sofa in the living room, weighing in at 50 kilograms. I raised the Thunder Stick with both hands, waiting for the right moment to smash it down on the ghost's back.
I knew the rules of Mayi Divination well enough; I would only hit where there was plenty of flesh. Hitting her half to death would really relieve my anger! I swung the Thunder Stick down hard onto the "ghost's" back, and it made a loud clang, as if I had struck a metal plate. I thought to myself, "Damn! She even hid a metal plate under that sheet; she's tough!" I raised the Thunder Stick again and brought it down with force, producing another sharp clang.
The "ghost" was stunned by the blows and finally turned most of her body toward me. Long hair covered half of her face, which was pale as death with purple lips. Dark red blood seeped from the corners of her eyes and nostrils! Seeing her like this made my heart skip a beat: "Oh no! Oh no! This fool is bleeding from all seven orifices!"
Logically speaking, even though I had hit hard, it shouldn't have caused such serious injuries through a metal plate! Cursing under my breath, I thought, "Damn it! I'm going to lose big time; I'll have to pay for medical expenses later!"
The "ghost" brushed aside her long hair and suddenly opened her blood-red eyes wide, devoid of pupils. Her mouth stretched unnaturally wide to her ears, and a long tongue slithered out. Her nails elongated suddenly by several centimeters, dark and shiny, as she lunged toward me.
I thought to myself, "Is this fool trying to kill me or silence me?" As she charged at me aggressively, I wasn't about to be an easy target. I swung the Thunder Stick wildly, hitting her several times before realizing something!
I lived on the sixth floor and had locked all doors and windows before going to bed. Just earlier when I went to relieve myself, the front door was tightly shut. Could it be that this wasn't a thief but a real "ghost"?
"Oh my God! I've encountered a ghost!" I screamed in horror!
This fear weakened my Yang Qi by three points. The Demon grew even more ferocious; chunks of her scalp began falling away, and the flesh on her face rolled back grotesquely. It was terrifying; what was worse was that this creature seemed intent on taking my life, attacking me directly at my vital points.
"Hahahaha!" A burst of laughter echoed around me; though it sounded like laughter, it was clearly crying!
The ghost laughed maniacally, shaking violently! With a sharp sound, one of its iron claws reached for me. At death's door, I quickly braced myself against it with my elbow. The ghost let out a long howl and raised its claw to strike down at my head. Hearing the rush of wind, I jumped aside just in time. To my surprise, it moved even faster and grabbed my throat tightly. I struggled to breathe and had no choice but to muster all my strength for an elbow strike. With a loud bang, my elbow felt like it had been electrocuted; my whole body went numb. The ghost shuddered and bared its white teeth as if about to bite down.
At that critical moment, I pushed my arm against its mouth to protect myself; its bite drew blood from my arm! Strangely enough, when its mouth touched my blood, green smoke began rising from it as if it were in excruciating pain. It let out a howl and recoiled to the side.
I was wearing nothing but a pair of shorts, desperately pulling at the door, but it wouldn't budge. I raised my leg and kicked it hard, and with a loud bang, the door flew open! I tumbled down the stairs in a rush, not caring about anything else, just wanting to escape! It wasn't until I reached a street stall selling late-night snacks that I finally stopped, crouching down and gasping for breath. A few people enjoying their food couldn't help but laugh at my disheveled appearance.
I had a habit of checking my phone while using the restroom, so even though I had rushed out, I still had my phone with me. I pulled it out and dialed my old man's number. The phone rang once before he picked up.
"Hello! Xia, are you okay?"
"How could I be okay? No, there really is something wrong!" I stammered, still shaken.
"Looks like something did happen... Where are you? I'll come right over!"
"I'm at Lijiawan, just turn left when you get off and it's the first barbecue stall you see!"
"Got it! Wait for me; I'll be there soon!"
About half an hour later, a taxi pulled over, and a figure stepped out. As he got closer, I recognized him as the Fat Old Man. He wore a straw hat and a vest over a white turtleneck shirt, which was tucked into his pants that were pulled up almost to his armpits! He still had on those worn-out sandals. When he approached, I took a good look at him. His hair was gray at the temples, but his eyebrows were still dark. His chubby face had narrow eyes that squinted into slits, and his nose was relatively straight. Despite being overweight, he didn't have many wrinkles; he always wore a smile.
"The taxis nowadays don’t accept senior cards! If I'd known, I would have ridden my bike!" he grumbled, cursing the taxi driver’s ancestors.
We casually ordered a few dishes at the barbecue stall and started eating while chatting.
The old man took a sip of his drink and chuckled, "Kid, I knew something would happen to you!" Hearing this made me curse inwardly: "Damn it! Is this old fool doing this on purpose?"
"I suspect it's an Evil Spirit looking for a substitute!"
"Then why pick me?"
"Just because you can see her, once a person is cursed, they will start seeing Dirty Things!" After hearing this, a chill ran down my spine, and I cursed inwardly, "Ever since I encountered you, Old Coffin, I've been haunted!"
"Then why don't I just move away?"
"Ordinary people can do that, but not you. You've caught the attention of her master!"
"This is just a materialized Evil Spirit; it can't be cultivated in a short time. Someone must have summoned her to harm you!" The old man explained while eating.
"Damn it, am I doomed?"
"Fortunately, you met me. There is still a way to remedy this!"
"Are you saying you're some kind of shaman?"
"Not at all! I'm an atheist, but I happen to have experience with this kind of thing!" I spat out my drink; this old man actually claimed to be an atheist!
"I have a talisman here. Just stick it on your chest, and it will ensure your safety!" The old man pulled out a talisman from his pocket and handed it to me.
"Is it really effective?" I looked at the talisman. It was just a piece of yellow paper with some Cinnabar hastily scribbled on it. Who knows if this thing actually works!
The old man saw my skepticism and quickly assured me, "It's effective, it's effective!"
"This talisman was copied from the Master's House back in the day; it's genuine!" My eyes nearly popped out. Good grief, he actually dared to steal from the Master's House?
Fearing I wouldn't believe him, he added, "After I copied it, that very night I encountered an Evil Spirit! Our team each stuck one of these talismans on our chests and barely escaped disaster!" The more I listened, the more absurd it sounded.
"Since we've already encountered a ghost, we might as well treat this dead horse as a live one!" I said this out loud, but deep down I thought, "Damn it! This old man seems unreliable too. I really need to find a Taoist priest to take a look!"
"Did you hear someone talking in your dreams?" the old man asked me, making me feel that the voice wasn't coming from the television, because there was no way the sound system in this entire building could be that immersive. I quickly replied, "Old man, how did you know?"
"Sigh! What’s meant to happen will happen... I thought I could change things, but it turns out..." The old man shook his head, took a sip of his drink, and fell silent.
"What do you mean...?"
"I haven't seen that Evil Spirit yet, so I can't be sure... How about you try to lure that ghost out tonight?" When I heard this, it felt like a thunderbolt struck me; I nearly wanted to die! I quickly shook my head.
"You're such a coward! Fighting with ghosts is incredibly fun! With my talisman protecting you, what are you afraid of?"
"Damn it, that ghost is too terrifying. Better to live in misery than to die easily; if being a coward makes me a coward!"
"The descendants of Old Man Xia have become so weak. If the old fellow knew from beyond the grave, he would jump out of his coffin." Although my grandfather was a taboo in our family, he was also our pride. The Xia Family would rather die than suffer such humiliation. I immediately declared with righteous indignation, "Who’s afraid? I'm going back right now; just watch me, old man!"
The old man smiled slightly and continued sitting at the barbecue stall, watching me walk away.
Thus, I steeled myself and set off on the road home...
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