Qingshan City, roadside.
A rich fragrance filled the air, causing Lin Xi to stop in her tracks.
Coo-coo—!
My stomach started growling uncontrollably.
She hesitated for a second before walking to the steamed bun shop.
"Boss, can I exchange a talisman for a steamed bun?"
Aunt Li has run a steamed bun shop for over thirty years and has never encountered such a situation before.
Use talismans to exchange for steamed buns.
What symbol?
The talisman stuck on the forehead of a zombie in a horror movie?
Aunt Li looked at the person who had come.
Oh, she's still a young girl.
The little girl was quite young, wearing a dark blue Taoist robe and her hair was tied in a bun. Her cheeks were a little dirty.
Her skin was very pale, and her lips were completely bloodless, as if she would faint at the slightest breeze.
Sigh, another pitiful person.
Aunt Li tore off a large bag and filled it with five meat buns, three vegetable buns, and a cup of soy milk.
"Here, take this. If it's not enough, just tell the old lady."
Lin Xi took a bite of the meat bun and finally came back to life.
She hadn't eaten for three days and three nights.
Linxi was an unwanted child; her parents abandoned her by a stream at birth.
Master Xuankong took her back to his Taoist temple, accepted her as his disciple, and taught her the five arts of metaphysics, mountain medicine, fate, physiognomy, and divination.
Lin Xi's birth chart is entirely Yin, and he was born with the ability to see ghosts. He started going down the mountain with his master to catch ghosts when he was one year old.
The master performs shamanistic rituals in public, while she beats up evil spirits in private.
Master Xuan Kong is a very unreliable person. He once fed her ashes as if they were milk powder.
Fortunately, Lin Xi saw the hanged ghost next to her.
The hanged ghost let out a sharp, explosive cry: "Holy shit! My ashes! Baby, put it down! You can't eat it!!!"
Lin Xi cleverly spilled the milk powder and successfully grew into an adult.
But now, she's dying again.
Women are considered Yin, and Linxi was born in a Yin year, Yin month, Yin hour, and Yin day. With Yin on top of Yin, she was born with a naturally cold constitution and extremely bad luck.
My master once divined that she wouldn't live past twenty.
She will turn twenty in one day.
In other words, she only has one more day left before she dies.
Lin Xi ate three meat buns in one go, then took out a talisman. "Auntie, I am a Taoist priest. This talisman can help you turn bad luck into good."
Aunt Li took it and glanced at it.
The paper was yellow with red lettering, and she couldn't understand the patterns on it.
Lin Xi reminded her, "Auntie, your face is dark, you may face a bloody disaster tonight. You must keep this talisman with you at all times."
Aunt Li: "..."
This sounds like something a con artist would say; it's unbelievable that such a young girl would be so superstitious.
She believes in science and never believes in this kind of thing.
Aunt Li said kindly, "Young lady, here's a steamed bun for you to eat. You can take the talisman back; I don't need it."
Trust me, keep this safe.
Lin Xi folded the amulet into a triangle, stuffed it into the old woman's pocket, and walked away.
Aunt Li was taken aback. "Wait, where are you going?"
"Imperial Capital."
Lin Xi waved her hand.
My master passed away seven days ago.
Before he passed away, he left her a message.
“My disciple, I have arranged a marriage for you. This man has an extremely noble destiny. He is your only chance to survive this calamity. Go to the capital to find him immediately.”
Linxi descended the mountain, searching for a glimmer of hope.
But too many unexpected things happened along the way; we encountered a mudslide as soon as we left the house.
On her way to town, a bolt of lightning struck and destroyed her old mobile phone. She finally made it to the train station, but spent all the money she had on a ticket.
Lin Xi was exhausted, hungry, and sleepy, so she slept all the way to Qingshan City.
The closer she got to twenty, the worse her luck became.
She didn't want to die; she wanted to live.
Lin Xi walked towards the capital.
There's no time to walk.
Let's think of a way to rob a ghost car.
...
It got dark.
Aunt Li closed the door and rode her electric scooter home.
The journey was very smooth, and she rode her electric scooter into the familiar alley.
Turn the corner and you'll be home soon.
What kind of bloody disaster?
What does it mean when the area between the eyebrows (glabella) appears dark?
That little girl is acting strangely; you can't believe what she says.
Aunt Li muttered to herself, "Young people these days are even more superstitious than us old folks."
Boom!
Suddenly, a loud bang came from behind.
Aunt Li braked suddenly and looked back.
A flowerpot fell from the sky and smashed to the ground, scattering fragments everywhere.
Surprisingly, there wasn't a single piece of debris around her.
Aunt Li took a deep breath, her heart pounding.
If she had ridden slower, the vase would have hit her on the head.
This time, he'll be crippled if he doesn't die.
Remembering the little girl's words, Aunt Li quickly took out the amulet from her pocket; the runes on it had faded a bit.
In the blink of an eye, the talisman burst into flames and turned into a pile of ashes.
She exclaimed in surprise, "I've met a master!"
Aunt Li got out of the car and respectfully bowed in the direction of the capital.
"Master, thank you so much for saving my life."
...
Lin Xi squatted at a crossroads.
The yin energy here is so strong, it means there are ghosts.
After a person dies, they become a ghost, and there are many kinds of ghosts.
Ordinary people who encounter white, gray, or yellow ghosts will at most be frightened; those who encounter black ghosts will fall slightly ill; and those who encounter red-clothed fierce ghosts will either fall seriously ill or die.
Above that are the Ghost Generals and Ghost Kings.
Lin Xi had beaten up three red-clothed fierce ghosts, but had never encountered a ghost general or ghost king.
The Ghost King and such are all legends.
She is not afraid of ghosts; the more ferocious the ghost she catches, the more merit she accumulates.
Lin Xi rested her chin on her hand and waited.
At three in the morning, a thick fog rolled in, and the temperature dropped a few degrees, making people shiver.
A cold wind blew by, and a yellow taxi appeared at the intersection, with a funeral banner hanging from its roof fluttering in the wind, looking extremely eerie.
"Hey little girl, wanna take a taxi?"
A ghostly voice came from the wind, as if it were whispering in someone's ear.
Lin Xi glanced at the car in front of her; it exuded a very eerie aura.
This is a ghost car; the person driving it is a ghost.
Perfect timing, she can take the ghost carriage to the capital.
Lin Xi calmly got up and walked closer before discovering that the car was covered in SpongeBob SquarePants drawings.
This ghost has quite the childlike heart.
She opened the car door and got in. "Let's go to the capital."
The ghost driver was stunned.
This girl isn't afraid of ghosts!
He turned his head, revealing a deathly pale face, and gouged out his two eyeballs in front of Lin Xi.
Tick-tock! Tick-tock!
Two streams of blood flowed from his dark eye sockets, staining the entire car red.
A strong, fishy stench wafted out, making one want to vomit.
The ghost driver gave a chilling smile.
"Little girl, I'm a ghost~"
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