Chapter 32
When Wang Sheng walked outside, Fangjia Village was no longer the same as it was when he first arrived. There were only a few people walking on the road. He passed by several houses, whose relatives were all pulling white cloth and hanging white sails, their eyes red.
Changsun Yi hugged his neck and stretched his head to look curiously, but Wang Sheng covered his eyes and pressed his head back.
He walked all the way to the place of sacrifice, and sure enough, he saw Shi standing there.
He was also invited to come and perform the ritual of salvation. He did not refuse and made a simple incense stand with whatever he had. He lit three incense sticks and threw them into the brazier with burning paper money.
He closed his eyes and chanted a soul-clearing spell, burying his whole body in the place where the incense ashes were floating. Along with the crying of Meng De and others, the altar seemed extremely sacred.
Wang Sheng walked to the side without disturbing him, but Chang Sun Yi called out, "Junior Master."
Shi Ye stopped, thinking that Chang Sun Yi came alone, but he didn't expect that Wang Sheng was also there. He thought that Wang Sheng would be in a coma for a long time this time, and was ready to take him to Zhong County to find medicine later.
"Are you okay?"
Wang Sheng shook his head. "It's okay. As the saying goes, practice makes perfect. Besides, with my talent, it's easy for me to catch it."
He had an expression of being looked down upon, and looked at Shi Ye with a bit of arrogance. Shi Ye looked at him, breathed a sigh of relief, and was about to say something when he was interrupted.
Meng De came over with a group of people and said dejectedly, "Master Shi, Master Wang, thank you so much for saving us this time. If it weren't for you, we wouldn't know how long we would have been deceived by Cui Biwu and the clan leader."
"That's right. Fortunately, they have atoned for their sins, otherwise I would rather die with them even if it costs my life!" said the person behind with hatred.
Meng De: "This incident is a warning from heaven. There is no such thing as becoming a god overnight. We...we harmed our own child. This is our retribution."
They believed in God, and in the end, it was their God who put an end to everything. Perhaps they would no longer believe in these things, or perhaps they would move away from this ominous place and start anew, but what happened last night was bound to overturn their understanding.
The spot where the statue had sat before had become a large pit. When Wang Sheng looked over, he could still see the past, the moment he had exchanged glances with the statue on the mountain path. He shuddered and said, "Master, are you done? What should we do next?"
Shiye nodded. He had already put the remaining children's souls into the soul-locking bag and said, "Go back."
They quickly packed their luggage and before leaving, they sent a letter to their nearest fellow disciple, asking him to keep an eye on Fangjia Village to avoid any new trouble.
Cui Biwu was dead, and the few surviving servants of the Cui family followed Cui Ziyao closely.
The Cui family, who are far away in Zhong County, are still unaware of the changes in their family situation. Their only heir is Cui Ziyao, and they are now trying to please him extraordinarily, fearing that they will abandon him.
Before leaving, Cui Ziyao gave all the money he brought with him to Meng De, and secretly kept a large portion and gave it to Fang Zhitao.
"You really won't come with me? I'll find a safe place for you and your mother."
Fang Zhitao shook her head. Qiuli would go crazy, and she couldn't bear to see anyone like that. Brother Shi had told her to find a place with beautiful mountains and rivers to live a good life, and not to use her identity as a half-lifer to harm others, otherwise someone would come to take care of her.
Cui Ziyao stopped persuading her and said goodbye to her.
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The nearest city to Fangjia Village is Zhong County. Shi also plans to go back there first and then make plans for the next step.
After leaving Fangjia Village, Wang Sheng and his party drove in front to lead the way, while Cui Ziyao and his party followed behind, not daring to cross the line.
Chang Sun Yi was having fun in the carriage. Ever since he hid in his disciple's carriage and went down the mountain, he pretended to be still in Yuntai Mountain to send a letter to Shi Ye, but in fact he was looking for Shi Ye's whereabouts. Then he acted like a spoiled child all the way and gave money to people to lead him in the direction of Shi Ye.
Yuntaishan disciplined him strictly, and Changsun Yi was a smart kid, so he was able to find Shiye successfully with the help of a searching tool.
He hadn't seen his father-in-law for a long time. When his father-in-law flew into his hand, he threw it away. Then the father-in-law flew back and he threw it out again. He had a lot of fun.
Wang Sheng sat in the front room, holding a piece of grass in his mouth. He took out a carving knife and carved a piece of peach wood he had picked up. Although he hadn't used a carving knife for a long time, he still carved skillfully.
Zhang Sunyi was attracted by him and squatted over. The little tiger on his clothes watched Wang Sheng's actions with him and asked, "Junior brother, what are you doing?"
Suddenly, one of the horses pulling the cart was reined in, and it raised its front hooves with a yell. All three of them fell forward, and Chang Sun Yi, who was squatting, fell directly to the ground.
Later, Cui Ziyao was also forced to stop and sent someone over to ask what was going on.
Wang Sheng was startled. He sat up and quickly retracted his legs that were exposed outside the carriage. He looked around nervously, "What's going on? Is there another dirty creature here?"
Chang Sun Yi climbed up crying, with a red forehead.
Shi Ye rubbed his brows, as if he had heard something incredible. He gritted his teeth and pulled a little tiger over: "Chang Sun Yi, what are you yelling about here again?"
"Wuwuwu, I didn't scream for anything, Junior Master, I'm in pain."
It's not this... Shi Ye let go of him and asked him, "Who is your junior fellow apprentice?"
Chang Sun Yi pointed at Wang Sheng's little hand and said, "He said he was your disciple, so he must be my junior apprentice."
Shi Ye looked at Wang Sheng, and Wang Sheng said with a smile: "Master, you taught me how to learn spells, so you are half my master, and you are not wrong."
Seeing how frightened he was, Wang Sheng turned around and secretly cursed. His talent was more than enough to be his disciple. Was there any need to look unhappy?
Could it be that this man was going back on his word about teaching him talismans?! Wang Sheng was shocked. This was not going to work. He would have to blame him next time. Besides, he hadn't even figured out who this ghost tamer was, so how could he be driven away like this?
So someone simply shouted to Shiye, "Master, when are we going to have the apprenticeship ceremony? Don't worry, I will never embarrass you and will carry forward our sect!"
The veins on Shiye's forehead were bulging, and he could no longer endure it, "Shut up!"
The result was that both of their "brothers" were driven into the carriage, out of sight, out of mind.
The carriage continued on its way back to Zhong County without stopping. Cui Ziyao considered that his home would be in chaos when he returned. He said goodbye to Wang Sheng and the others and left at the city gate, saying he would return to them once the situation was resolved.
In just a few days, Cui Ziyao seemed much more stable, his innocence and arrogance faded. Chang Sun Yi leaned against the window, peeking at him with round eyes, and waved to him.
They returned to the inn they had stayed in before, and this time Shi Ye booked two top-class rooms. Wang Sheng, relying on his status as an apprentice, felt at ease to move in.
Chang Sunyi had been a bit afraid of his junior uncle, but seeing that Wang Sheng showed no signs of fear, he grew bolder as well. He got out of the carriage, holding up the small peach wood sword Wang Sheng had carved, and acted like a hermit, trying to look as impressive as Shi Ye. However, no one paid any attention.
As soon as they entered the room, Shi Ye sternly told Chang Sun Yi not to call Wang Sheng "Junior Brother". Chang Sun Yi nodded obediently, then went up to hug Shi Ye and said, "Uncle Junior, I'm hungry."
Shi Ye couldn't continue to be so rude, so he had to take him and Wang Sheng to eat.
After dinner, Shi Ye and Chang Sun Yi went somewhere unknown. Wang Sheng couldn't sit still, so he went out alone to have some fun and was ready to find that half-blind man to reminisce about the past.
He wandered around for a long time, but couldn't find it even though he was half blind. However, he saw an acquaintance.
Wang Sheng was passing by the busy market near the river when he suddenly stopped, turned around and said in surprise, "Fish seller!"
Behind a fish basket filled with fish, there sat an old man with his eyes half-closed, looking ahead. As usual, no one knew what he was looking at. Wasn't this the old man who set up a stall with him in Zhangxian County?
Wang Sheng: "Aren't you in Zhang County? When did you come here?"
Zhang County and Zhong County are tens of thousands of miles apart, so don't tell him that the fishmonger came all the way here carrying a fish basket.
Wang Sheng stood in front of the old man. The old man's gaze did not change. Wang Sheng looked at him as if he was staring at...
He looked down, then quickly stood sideways.
He squatted around the fish basket and asked, "You can't be making it in Zhang County, right? I remember before I left, I asked you to go to the third family on the left in Huaihua Lane to beg for food. Didn't you go?"
The old man sat for a long time and moved his butt.
Wang Sheng half squatted and looked at it, then went to buy a bowl of wontons and brought it to the old man. After the old man took it, he slowly started to chew it. During this time, someone came to look at the fish, and Wang Sheng helped to shout and sold the old man his first fish of the day.
He threw the money he had collected into the old man's arms and said, "Where do you live now? Don't tell me you live under a bridge."
Having encountered this, Wang Sheng couldn't just turn a blind eye. This old man had no children and made a living by selling fish. He didn't even know how to shout. Who knew he would die of old age someday somewhere unknown?
Someone nearby said, "He lives in a shabby thatched hut outside the city. He's sheltered from the wind and rain, so you don't have to worry about him." The man mistook Wang Sheng for a kind-hearted young man, so he told him about the old man's situation.
Wang Sheng thanked him. It seemed that this man was thoughtful enough to know the old man's situation. He was a kind-hearted person.
He accompanied the old man to buy fish for an hour. When he saw the sky was getting yellow, he said to him, "I have things to do too. If you can't make ends meet, remember to come back to Zhang County. If you have no place to stay, come to my place. It's two blocks away from Huaihua Lane, the one at the end. The door will open with a kick."
After Wang Sheng finished his instructions, he stood up and prepared to return to the inn. After he took two steps, someone behind him quickly said, "Left."
Wang Sheng thought he had misheard. This was the first time he heard this person speak. However, he thought the old man was talking to himself and saying something he couldn't understand, so he returned by the same route from the fork in the road to the right.
After he walked across a street, he unexpectedly met his second acquaintance in Zhang County today.
Not far ahead, in front of a stall selling puppets, stood a handsome man wearing a plain bamboo green cloth, with humble eyes and a strong scholarly air.
He picked up a puppet and looked at it carefully. He didn't know what he thought of, and then he smiled.
Wang Sheng: "Ayue?"
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