Chapter 25



Chapter 25

I can't go on like this. First, there's not much energy in the feather stone, and I'm afraid this strong protective golden light won't last long. Second, I'm afraid something else might happen, because I was too reckless this time.

I must get down Chunhe Bridge as soon as possible while the evil spirit in Liujiaao is weakened by the blow I just gave him.

I placed the feather stone in my palm and clasped my hands together. Seeing this, the two girls looked puzzled.

My mind was clear at this moment, and I felt like my whole body had entered the Yuhao Stone.

In fact, from the outside, it looked like the feather stone in my hand was emitting a strong and clear light that enveloped me.

As soon as the light appeared, it illuminated the two of them and made them invisible. They could not bear it and disappeared in an instant.

My consciousness is now completely immersed in the Yuhao Stone, and I don’t even know how I got down the Chunhe Bridge.

After getting off the bridge, my consciousness gradually returned. Looking at the Chunhe Bridge behind me, still standing alone, I breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, these two evil spirits weren't powerful enough to escape the place of death. That meant they could only lure people onto the bridge and force them to jump off like them. Since I wasn't on the bridge, they couldn't do anything to me.

Of course, this is because I've learned the Yin Fu Lu, so I'm no longer an ordinary person. If I were an ordinary person, if my willpower wasn't strong enough, I'd still be possessed by them, and then I'd walk over to the bridge and jump off, becoming a scapegoat.

The Chunhe Bridge is quietly behind me. The sound of the spring river water washing over the rocks is particularly clear at night, and waves of river water keep echoing in my ears.

It’s not advisable to stay here for long, so I hurried home.

I returned home, opened the door, and saw the light was still on in my grandfather's room.

He hasn't slept yet.

It's already past ten o'clock. He must be worried that I came back so late.

"Come back earlier next time." As soon as I opened the front door, my grandfather's voice came from the west room.

"You have something to tell me." Grandpa said again.

I closed the door and said, "I understand, Grandpa."

Then I went back to my room and lay in bed for a long time, unable to fall asleep.

Looking back on what happened today, if it weren’t for the Yuhao Stone, I would probably have become a scapegoat.

But now the energy in the Yuhao Stone has been almost consumed. What should I do next time I go there?

Yes, I actually want to go again.

I don't know why, but ever since I first triggered the Feather Stone, I've been craving these ghosts. Especially the fierce ghosts like tonight, the Feather Stone gives me the feeling that it wants to absorb them.

One night when I was sleeping, I was awakened by a very evil breath.

This aura was unlike any I'd ever encountered, strong and strange, and it sent a shiver down my spine. I looked out the window and saw nothing sinister, but I couldn't shake the feeling of someone watching me from the shadows.

This feeling lasted for half an hour before gradually fading. I was gasping for breath, and my clothes were soaked with sweat. I felt like a small boat on a huge wave, in danger of capsizing at any moment.

Now I couldn't sleep no matter what I said. I knew that the problem of this bridge was no longer something I could solve. I couldn't help but think of Master Zhang whom I met in Xiagou last time. Among all the people I know, perhaps he was the only one who could solve this problem.

Wulong Mountain, Baiyun Temple.

I remember this place.

The next day, I got up early.

Grandpa prepared breakfast, and I held the bowl, not having much appetite to eat.

"If you have something to do, just go for it. Be careful and don't try to be stubborn." Grandpa saw that I was worried and said earnestly.

After listening to my grandfather's words, I felt cheerful. My grandfather could always understand what was on my mind.

After quickly eating a few mouthfuls of rice, I said to my grandfather, "Grandpa, I want to go to Baiyun Temple."

Grandpa didn't say anything, but took out a cloth bag from under his quilt. He opened it layer by layer, and inside was some small change.

He took out a few dozen yuan and gave it to me.

I have never seen so much money in my life.

But to go to Baiyun Temple, you need to buy a ticket and take the bus. One ticket per person. At that time, you could only wait for the bus. It would be 8 o'clock every morning, and you would arrive at Baiyun Temple at 12 o'clock.

I put the money in my pocket and held it tightly in my hand, afraid of losing it.

My grandfather sent me to the car, then told the driver that I should get off at the county town. He gave me a lot of instructions until the driver became impatient and got off.

I sat in the car, looking at my grandfather's hunched figure, and felt a surge of reluctance to leave. Although I was only going to see Master Zhang and would probably be back in a day or two, it felt like we were going to be apart for a long time.

Soon the car drove out of our village and the scenery in front of us became unfamiliar.

My family and I went to the county town once. I forgot what we did there. I just remember that there seemed to be an event on the street in the county town. I also won two second prizes, which were rice cookers. The ones I use at home now are the prizes from that event.

I didn’t sleep all night last night. After sitting in the car for a while, I felt sleepy and fell asleep in a daze.

When I woke up, the driver was calling me.

I rubbed my eyes and the driver told me we had arrived at our stop.

Wulong Mountain is located north of the county seat. The bus only goes to the county seat bus station, so I have to walk the rest of the way.

I was a little shy, but I still plucked up my courage, asked people along the way, and finally arrived at Wulong Mountain.

The mountain is high, but not steep. I climbed up along the path. The stone steps, one after another, meandered and rugged, winding around the mountain path to the top. Pine and cypress trees lined the path, and birdsong filled the air.

I didn't eat lunch, so I felt hungry after climbing for a while. I looked up at the distant mountain top and didn't know when I would finish climbing.

At this time, I heard the sound of conversation behind me. I turned around and saw that it was two young Taoist priests.

They were also surprised to see me and asked me, "Where are you going, little girl?"

"I'm going to Baiyun Temple to find Master Zhang."

"It's getting late now. You should go home first and come back tomorrow morning," said one of the Taoists.

"Last time, Master Zhang came to our village to perform a ritual and told me to come to him if I needed anything. Our village is far away from here, and I can't go back now."

The two Taoists looked at each other after hearing what I said, and then the man said, "In that case, come with us. Master Zhang should be in the temple now."

I followed them all the way up for over an hour. I was already hungry, and when we got to Baiyun Temple, I sat down in front of the door, unable to move any further.

The two Taoist priests helped me into Baiyun Temple, poured me some tea, and brought me some cakes, and then went to inform Master Zhang. After a while, the familiar figure of Master Zhang walked in.

"Master Zhang!" I jumped off the chair.

"I wonder what brings you here in such a hurry?" He looked puzzled.

I told him the whole story of the Chunhe Bridge in our village.

He stroked his beard and remained silent for a long time.

"Master Zhang, is this very difficult?" I asked.

"Well, since you, a little girl, are willing to take risks, I will accompany you to see what happens!" Master Zhang made the decision.

When I heard that he agreed to go with me to deal with the Chunhe Bridge issue, I was immediately delighted.

"It's getting late today. We will set off tomorrow. You can stay at my Baiyun Temple for one night."

"Thank you, Master Zhang!"

"You're welcome."

After Master Zhang left, I grabbed some pastries and stuffed them into my mouth. I was so hungry.

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