Chapter 6

"Tokiya! Master! There's a ghost!"

Wang Sheng fell off the bed in a panic without even wearing his outer clothes, and crawled out barefoot.

He saw it with his own eyes when Shi Ye captured the female ghost yesterday. The female ghost turned into a paper man and was captured by Shi Ye, exactly the same as the paper man tonight!

He banged on the door next door, but there was no movement from inside. Wang Sheng was about to cry, "Master! Save me, the female ghost has escaped, and you are not going to do anything?"

As he knocked on the door and looked to the side, he just saw the paper man leap over the threshold and run towards him happily.

"Get out! Damn it, help!"

The paper figurine was frightened by Wang Sheng and stopped dead in its tracks as he ran away. It folded its arms, hesitating whether to follow him. After all, its master's orders were to monitor this man, but he seemed quite afraid of it...

There were a lot of small stones along the way. After Wang Sheng ran a long way in one breath, he looked back in fear. Seeing that the paper man had not caught up with him, he dared to stop to catch his breath, gritted his teeth and brushed off the stones on his feet.

No, there was no way to do anything at this point. The female ghost had already escaped. This was too unreliable. Most importantly, he had even locked eyes with the female ghost! What should he do? He was completely screwed. He might die in this prefectural mansion tonight!

He hasn't even spent the fifty taels of silver he just earned!

The more Wang Sheng thought about it, the sadder he became. However, he had not forgotten that the prefectural government was not peaceful to begin with, so even if he died, he wanted to die later.

He put the black cloth back on and groped forward in the moonlight, hoping that he would be rescued if he met someone.

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He Bo's concubine floated eastward, and Shi Ye climbed onto the roof and followed closely behind.

Suddenly, a man in snow-white pajamas was walking towards this side, holding on to the wall on a path ahead.

The man was rather thin, without the gray coat he wore during the day, and he was also wearing an eye mask, so only half of his face was visible. It was only when he was almost close that Shi recognized that it was Wang Sheng.

The He Bo concubine in front was extremely fast, and no matter how stupid Shi Ye was, he understood that she was coming for Wang Sheng.

Shi Ye: "Wang Sheng! Get out of the way!" He threw out a thunder talisman at the same time, but it was too late.

When Wang Sheng heard Shi Ye's voice, he was so moved that he felt like a savior had come from heaven. He quickly took off his blindfold and said, "Shi Ye..."

Wang Sheng's smile froze. With the tinkling of a headdress, a beautiful female ghost pointed her forehead at Wang Sheng's eyebrows. With the man and the ghost as the center, a gust of wind instantly erupted.

Shi Ye jumped down from the wall, and the thunder talisman was stuck in the air, unable to get any closer.

He reacted extremely quickly, raising his Wumen sword and slashing at it, but the barrier around Wang Sheng remained motionless.

His heart sank. He had used multiple talismans, but the results were always the same. He paused, reaching out to touch the pale blue barrier. Even though he considered himself knowledgeable, he had never seen anything like this before.

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Inside the barrier, Wang Sheng frowned, his face, which was barely decent, faintly visible among his flying hair.

He seemed to have fallen into a dream, a dream so real that it made him feel as if he were there and could empathize with her.

He woke up and was very happy, but he didn't know why.

His vision was obscured by the fabric, and his head felt heavy. He lowered his head and saw through the gap a pair of glittering hands folded on a red dress. Oh, he remembered, today was her wedding day.

Outside, gongs and drums were played, and firecrackers were set off. Lin Lang gave her enough respect, a red wedding dress that stretched ten miles. Everyone in the neighborhood knew that he, Lin Bai, was going to marry his sweetheart and take her home today.

Thinking of this, she smiled sweetly in the swaying wedding sedan.

After a long time, the wedding sedan stopped. The matchmaker held out his hand and said happily, "The bride has stepped out of the sedan. A distinguished person has arrived. My dear husband, please don't worry. I wish you a good harvest!"

The hand she had just extended froze, and before she could figure out what was happening, the matchmaker held her hand tightly and led her out.

"The red string connects them, the green collar of the young man, the couple loves each other, and I wish you a good harvest!"

A red ribbon was stuffed into her hand. For some reason, she felt a little nervous on what should have been a great day.

The silk ribbon in her hand was completely held by her, and the person on the other end did not exert any force at all.

She asked quickly and quietly, "Lin Lang? Are you there?"

No one responded to her, only a clucking sound. Through the red veil, she saw that the other end of the silk ribbon was tied to a chicken.

Her red embroidered shoes gradually became soaked by water, and she could no longer walk. Where was Lin Lang? Where was Lin Lang? Why was he a chicken? What was going on?

"The bride walks on water, blessings come from the east, lovebirds, intertwined branches, marriage is destined with the River God!"

She threw off her veil without caring about her usual manners. She saw the pavilion chief and a large group of people standing by the river, looking at her. She looked at everyone but didn't see Lin Lang.

She asked the pavilion chief with some fear: "Pavilion chief, where is Lin Bai? Isn't today the day of my wedding with Lin Bai? I remember, I remember he even gave you an invitation."

The pavilion chief's face suddenly turned bad, and he scolded her, "Bitch! Today is your wedding day with Lord Hebo, why is there such a thing as Lin Bai?"

What He Bo? It’s Lin Bai, it’s always Lin Bai!

Trembling, she loosened the silk ribbon and began to back away. None of the people in front of her seemed to be pretending, as if today's groom was destined to be He Bo.

"No, I want to find Lin Bai, I want to find Lin Bai!"

"Stop her! If you anger Lord Hebo, you'll have nothing to harvest next year."

As soon as the headman finished speaking, many people rushed up, and they tried to hold the bride down and dragged her to the river.

There was a small boat parked by the river, and they tied the person to the boat together so that she would not have any chance of escape.

With a cloth stuffed in her mouth, she struggled desperately in fear. What were they going to do? Why were they tying her up? Her gaze finally caught sight of a spot on the shore, and tears finally fell from her reddened eyes.

Lin Bai, dressed in his wedding gown, had a scarlet red on his chest and blood on the corners of his mouth. He screamed in pain and crawled towards the shore. The pavilion chief gave an order, and someone kicked Lin Bai again and again.

"The newlywed Liang Ruoyan voluntarily marries Lord Hebo and prays for a good harvest and a safe and healthy town in the coming year."

Pavilion Chief: "Sinking pond."

The boat was pushed away from the shore. Several young men tied a huge rock to their bodies. When the boat reached the middle of the river, they jumped into the river, came to the side of the boat, and put the huge rock on the boat.

The boat shook and began to sink. No matter how hard she struggled, she could not break free. The river water soaked her wedding dress, flowed into her ears, and drowned her five senses.

And her Lin Lang was beaten to death.

For a long time, Wang Sheng was in a daze, his chest was full of river water, and he couldn't open his eyes.

When he was on the verge of death, he suddenly choked on a mouthful of water and woke up, looking forward with wide eyes.

The strong wind stopped and everything fell to the ground.

Wang Sheng's chest was heaving violently, his body was wet, and the cold penetrated his bones.

Who is he? What is his name? Is he the Liang Ruoyan the person in the dream was talking about? Then who is Wang Sheng? Is he Wang Sheng or Liang Ruoyan?

Someone hugged him, and the warm touch made his eyes fall back.

"Wang Sheng, Wang Sheng, how are you?"

The person in his arms rolled her eyes and fell into his arms. His thin nightgown was completely soaked by the moisture from He Bo's concubine. Shi Ye picked her up and carried her horizontally back to the guest room.

When he returned to the guest room, he took off Wang Sheng's wet clothes. When his hand touched his belt, he paused, then moved it away and took a clean towel to wipe Wang Sheng's hair.

Seeing Wang Sheng shivering all over, he tested the temperature of Wang Sheng's forehead. It was not hot, but he was still shaking.

He Bo's concubine was drowned. If the moisture from her body touched an ordinary person, he would suffer.

It's his fault.

This was the first time in all these years that he had accidentally harmed someone else. If he had not been merciful from the beginning, Wang Sheng would not be lying here now.

Shi Ye's ghost-catching talent is unmatched in the sect for a hundred years. His master, fellow disciples, and sisters all marvel at his formidable abilities, and his exceptional hard work has made him even more exceptional. It's incredibly difficult for such a gifted child to admit his mistakes.

The paper figurine lay beside the bed, watching as it grasped Wang Sheng's wrist and injected its inner energy. Soon Wang Sheng stopped trembling and fell into a deep sleep.

Shi Ye lowered his wrist and pulled the quilt over to cover Wang Sheng. He caught a glimpse of a willow-leaf-shaped birthmark on the man's right collarbone, half of which was hidden in the depression and half hung on his fair body.

Although this person usually looks unremarkable, lazy and idle, he actually has a very good bone structure, and his skin is soft and delicate due to years of not seeing the sun.

The quilt completely covered the person, almost covering the paper figurine as well. It stumbled, and before it could stand firmly, its paper body was completely destroyed.

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"Did anyone really see something like that last night?"

"Ma'am, it's absolutely true. It was the ghost hunter the housekeeper hired that subdued that thing last night."

The wife of the prefect was thinking about something, and the Buddhist beads in her hand were spinning faster and faster. "Go, go and invite them over."

"yes."

When he met the prefect's wife for the second time, she was respectfully invited to sit at the top seat. The prefect's wife sat at the top, looking uneasy.

Shi Ye had always hated evil, and when he learned last night that the prefectural government had caused the deaths of so many people, he could no longer suppress his anger and said unhappily, "There's no need to serve tea. Let's talk about it."

The Governor's wife asked, "Um, that thing in the mansion, did the Master really subdue all of them last night?"

Shi Ye: "Isn't this the reason you invited people here? Why are you asking questions when you already know the answer?"

The prefect's wife said: "It's my fault for not explaining it clearly to the master. It's only natural that the master is angry."

She glanced around and the old man who was close to her immediately understood and sent everyone away.

She stood up and muttered to herself, "After so many years, I have finally put these endless ghosts to rest."

Shi Ye, who already had the answer in his heart, asked again to confirm: "Ghost, you already knew it, right?"

"That's right. Even if I just knew, my sins cannot be washed away."