Landlord Wang gave Yin Jin'an a new set of clothes, wrapped in white paper.
Jiutian tore a circle out of white paper, made a hand seal, mumbled a few incantations, and tossed it into the air.
A bright "moon" hung above the door, its light as clear as water, bathing the entire room in its glow.
Yin Jin'an was dumbfounded.
I turned my head left and right, then pinched my face. It hurt a lot; I wasn't dreaming.
He beckoned Jiutian closer, then suddenly grabbed her by the neck and asked menacingly, "Tell me, are you a vixen?"
Jiutian was grabbed by the neck, but luckily he wasn't very strong, or he would have strangled him to death.
"Second Uncle, let go!"
Yin Jin'an said with a fierce tone, "You're such a little kid, yet you can tell fortunes, save people, and summon the moon. You can't even explain your origins. Who exactly are you?"
Jiutian was almost choked unconscious by him, and he said intermittently, "Two, two..."
Damn it, he was still calling him an idiot even on his deathbed!
As Jiutian made a hand seal, Yin Jin'an's hand suddenly went numb, and she involuntarily loosened her grip, causing Jiutian to fall to the ground.
The little guy was breathing heavily, tears welling up in his eyes.
"Waaaah, you're such a bad second uncle, you're no good at all. Master lied to me, saying you have great merit and that saving you will help you overcome your tribulations."
Hearing this, Yin Jin'an rubbed her aching arm and said, "You came here to undergo your tribulation? You still say you're not a vixen?"
"Hmph, I'm not a fox spirit!" Jiutian said angrily. "I'm a little Taoist priest from Fanghu Mountain, specializing in catching monsters! This tribulation isn't just about me, it's about both of us, especially you."
Yin Jin'an ignored her.
He is not a good person; all sorts of demons and monsters can come and cause trouble around him.
"I don't care where you're from, just get out of here tomorrow and don't stay with me!"
"Hmph, fine, I'll go then!"
Jiutian was also angry. He sat on the stone stool by the door, propping his chin up with his hand, still fuming!
That stinky second uncle! That wicked second uncle!
The Cui family arrived at the old house in a grand procession. From outside the wooden gate, they could see that the house was brightly lit, and a grumpy little boy was sitting on the stone stool by the door.
He was indeed a little beggar, dressed in old clothes and with his hair in a Taoist bun.
"Who are you? What are you doing in my old house?" Bai asked preemptively.
Cui Facai wanted to push open the wooden gate.
but--
It seems like I can't get to the gate no matter what I do.
He tried hard, made a concerted effort, and even changed his stride, but it didn't work.
“Grandma, I can’t get there.” He scratched his head.
Cui Dalang tried to kick the door open, but it felt like he had kicked a hard wall. He stumbled back a few steps and fell to the ground with a thud.
Bai rushed forward and crashed headfirst into something. She slammed into it with all her might, but she couldn't get in no matter what she did.
The family members took turns trying to push open the wooden gate, but they were all kept at a distance of ten feet.
Now they were frightened and asked Trevor in a panic, "What, what's going on?"
Cui Fude looked at Jiutian sitting on the stone stool by the door and shouted, "Open the door!"
Furious, Ou rubbed Cui Facai's head, which was sore from the bump, and cursed, "You little bastard, open the door!"
Jiutian was initially quite depressed, but seeing these people repeatedly banging their heads against the wall, the child's mood immediately improved.
But Ou called her a little bastard!
She was furious and was about to yell back when she heard a "thump" from inside the house. She hurriedly ran inside.
When Yin Jin'an heard someone cursing Jiu Tian, he became furious and wanted to get out of bed to curse and hit the person, but he couldn't control himself.
With the board still between his legs, he fell off the bed, landing face-first!
Jiutian quickly helped him up and asked, "Second Uncle, are you alright?"
Yin Jin'an didn't say anything. She struggled to get up, holding a stone in her hand. She pointed to the hole behind the house and whispered, "Crawl out and find a place to hide. No matter what happens here, don't come back."
Jiutian looked at him, then at the hole in the back wall.
"What are you looking at? Get out of here, cover your ears, and no matter what happens, don't come back! Otherwise, you'll never be able to call me Second Uncle again," Yin Jin'an said fiercely.
Jiutian quickly climbed out of the hole.
Behind it was the village's vegetable garden, which connected to the farmland. At night, hiding in the fields, the Cui family wouldn't be able to find them.
Jiutian obediently found a pile of firewood, nestled inside, and even pulled firewood to cover himself up. He sat there obediently, covering his ears with his little hands.
Yin Jin'an struggled to climb into the courtyard and saw the Cui family standing outside the wooden gate.
Bai jumped up and down, cursing, "Fool, where's that little monster? There's something strange about this door, isn't it him who's behind it?"
Yin Jin'an was a little confused. Had these bastards gone mad? They actually called him a simpleton?
"Hey, you idiot, I'm asking you a question! Where's the little Taoist priest? Is he going to stay hidden forever? If he comes out, beat him to death!"
Cui Facai bumped his head several times, even getting bumps on it. He wanted nothing more than to beat Yin Jin'an and Jiu Tian to death, smash them to pieces, and turn them into a pile of mud.
Yin Jin'an is now not only unable to move, but also puzzled as to why these evil people call him "idiot" and "fool" in different ways. Does he look really that stupid?
What exactly happened during the days he was in a coma?
The Cui family members were jumping and dancing outside, attracting the attention of their neighbors in the town.
"What's wrong?" someone asked.
"The Cui family wants to go back to their old house, but they can't get in," someone replied.
"Why can't we get in? That straw door can be kicked down with one kick."
"I can't kick it in. I tried this afternoon and almost broke my leg." Wan San arrived with a bowl in his hand. Seeing everyone discussing, he said smugly, "Stop messing around, you can't get in."
Someone said, "Climb the wall! The wall is so low, just hold it down and jump over it."
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