There was no sound from behind for a long time.
Bi Xie frowned, turned around, and saw Cao Cheng staring at the wooden tools in the courtyard, his face deathly pale. He was hiding behind her in terror, as if he had seen a ghost, and was tugging at her sleeve. "She's back, she's back! Immortal Master, save me, save me! I burn paper money for her every year, don't look for me, don't look for me..."
He's definitely not a good person.
Bi Xie didn't try to comfort him. Instead, he walked into the courtyard, picked up a piece of wood and examined it. He then looked around the courtyard. An extremely heavy yin energy enveloped the house. The air was damp and putrid. It was only evening, but the courtyard was already as dark as seven or eight o'clock at night. A cold yin wind blew in gusts, making people's spines tingle.
When Cao Cheng saw those wooden tools, his legs were so terrified that he couldn't move.
He was starting to distrust the young Taoist priest again and turned to leave, intending to wait until Bi Xie finished exorcising the ghost before returning. But a pretty and graceful woman appeared at the kitchen doorway without him noticing, her voice gentle, "Husband, you're back." She paused when she saw Bi Xie, and asked in surprise, "Husband brought guests back today?"
Cao Cheng's expression was subtle. He gave a perfunctory "hmm" and said, "Yue Niang, haven't you been feeling unwell lately? You keep having nightmares. This is a celestial master I invited to take a look at our house. Perhaps the feng shui is bad."
Bi Xie raised an eyebrow. Cao Cheng had stumbled upon the truth by accident. The feng shui of this house was indeed extremely bad, making it easy for evil spirits to gather.
She glanced at Yue Niang, who had an oval face, arched eyebrows, and was very beautiful. In contrast, Cao Cheng was overweight and had ordinary features. She couldn't understand why Yue Niang would marry Cao Cheng. Cao Cheng was really lucky to have married such a beautiful wife and even took over her family business.
"A Celestial Master?" Yue Niang looked at Bi Xie in astonishment and blurted out, "Such a young Celestial Master? This is the first time I've ever seen a female Celestial Master."
Bi Xie chuckled as she looked him over, while he himself was also looking her over.
Dark circles under the eyes are a sign of damaged Yang energy.
The yin energy emanating from her was more intense than that from Cao Cheng, suggesting that Cao Cheng's yin energy was likely caused by his close relationship with her.
"Excuse me, may I stay here for the night and see what kind of evil spirit is causing this trouble?"
Cao Cheng was eager to do so and readily agreed.
Moon Lady was taken aback, but she smiled and agreed. She had never seen such a beautiful female immortal master before. During dinner, she kept praising her for her beautiful appearance, saying that she looked like someone who had been nurtured by the spiritual energy of heaven and earth. She also asked her if all immortal masters looked like this, and whether their skin would become as fair and delicate as hers after cultivating the Dao.
Cao Cheng casually echoed a couple of sentences, but he was much colder than usual today.
He was still terrified of almost having his neck chopped off by Yue Niang last night. Looking at the back of Yue Niang's neck, he felt a chill. He didn't know if it was because he was preoccupied or because the weather had gotten colder, but he felt that the house was unusually cold. As night fell, the courtyard was particularly quiet, without even the chirping of insects, a deathly stillness.
"Moon Maiden, since you like Master Qi so much, why don't you let Master Qi sleep in the same room with you tonight? I'll sleep in the west room," Cao Cheng said, swallowing a few mouthfuls of rice as he suppressed his fear and looked up at Moon Maiden.
Moon Maiden smiled gently, and after a slight surprise, she said, "Very well," and then looked at Bi Xie, "What does Immortal Master think?"
“I’m fine,” Bi Xie said with a faint smile.
Cao Cheng breathed a sigh of relief.
After finishing her meal, Yue Niang got up to clear the dishes and went to the main room where her father lived.
Taking the opportunity, Cao Cheng asked her, "Master Qi, is my wife... possessed by an evil spirit?"
Bi Xie looked at him with a surprised expression, a half-smile on his face. "Master Cao is quite knowledgeable. Does Master Cao perhaps know who the evil spirit possessing your wife is?"
Cao Cheng's expression changed slightly, and he hurriedly said, "I...I don't know, I don't know who it is, I just guessed."
"The one who tied the knot must untie it. If Cao Shanzhu doesn't explain the whole story, I can't help him."
Cao Cheng clenched his fists, his face pale as he looked at her. After hesitating for a moment, a fierce look appeared in his eyes. "Master Qi can see that I have yin energy on me and that I am destined to be poor. She can definitely get rid of that evil spirit. As long as Master Qi gets rid of this harmful evil spirit for me, I will give all the wealth I have accumulated over the years to Master Qi."
Anyway, his current destiny is one of wealth and nobility; if he loses money, he can earn it back.
Bi Xie stared at him and smiled, but did not answer.
The night was dark, and the damp, cold air blew into the house. Bi Xie looked out the window into the courtyard. The courtyard was dark, as if shrouded in a layer of damp mist, which blocked the moonlight and stars. It was quiet all around, and even the rustling of the leaves in the wind could not be heard.
Ru Hua also felt it was too quiet, as quiet as a tomb, and asked Bi Xie, "Host, can you sleep? This family is too strange. What if Yue Niang really does what Cao Cheng said, and you sleep next to her and she takes a woodcutter's knife and tries to kill you at night?"
Bi Xie was naturally not asleep. He curled his lips slightly and said, "Revenge is avenged, and grievances are settled. I won't interfere with her, so she naturally won't attack me."
Ru Hua wanted to say that she wasn't there to exorcise ghosts, was she?
Suddenly, Bi Xie frowned and looked out the dark window.
Ru Huaxin asked, "You're here?"
Bi Xie hummed in agreement and immediately closed her eyes. A moment later, Yue Niang, who was sleeping beside her, slowly sat up. A rustling sound came from beside her, and Ru Hua said in great fear, "Host, she's watching you. Is she...is she going to eat you?"
The gaze lingered blankly on her face for a moment, then leaned closer to examine and smell her closely, and a strong sense of yin energy instantly enveloped her.
Ru Hua trembled with fright. At this moment, she admired her host immensely. How could someone so close to a ghost pretend to be asleep without changing their expression?
Bi Xie is indeed not afraid of this thing. Putting aside the fact that she herself is not much different from this thing in essence, in the real world when she was studying, her favorite thing was to stay in the dormitory at midnight with a flashlight and read horror stories. If you ask why, it is naturally because she was busy studying and doing homework during the day and did not have time to read them. If she did read them, she would worry about being found out and having them confiscated by the teacher.
Yue Niang got off the bed and left the house with light footsteps.
Soon, the sound of knocking and banging came from the courtyard. The cracking sound of the woodcutter's axe falling was enough to make one's scalp tingle and bones grow cold.
The sounds from the courtyard were exceptionally clear in the deathly silence of the night. Amidst the relentless hammering, Bi Xie heard Yue Niang's eerie mutterings, as if she were reciting something: "Clang, clang, clang, clang, the axe in hand sings a song... making tables and chairs, making doors and windows, the old man's mortal body is complete..."
Bi Xie was almost certain that this ghost must have been a carpenter in her previous life, because she was singing the "Carpenter's Song," a song familiar to carpenters in ancient times.
Ru Hua was so frightened that she trembled. In the end, she informed Bi Xie and shut down the computer.
As soon as the incessant chatter around her stopped, the chiseling sounds in the courtyard became even clearer. The damp, chilly air grew heavier, and even under the covers, her hands and feet were numb with cold. She heard an old, trembling voice coming from the main room, "Acheng, get up and see if Yueniang has fallen ill again. Go and wake her up, Acheng—"
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