I didn't get much information from Feng Dahai this time, but it confirmed my suspicions: Grandpa knew he was going to get into trouble.
Feng Dahai probably knows a lot of things, but he's unwilling to talk about them, and there's nothing I can do about it.
As for his advice not to investigate Shantang'ao, I haven't thought about doing so yet. However, I must find out the cause of my grandfather's death.
The most urgent task right now is to improve our strength in order to face the great calamity that will come in a month. Only by surviving can we gradually become stronger and find out what happened back then; otherwise, everything will be in vain.
When I got home, I first drew a lot of talismans. After recovering my magic power, I drew a ghost-summoning talisman. Perhaps because of the increased magic power, I did not feel exhausted when drawing the ghost-summoning talisman this time. After recovering my magic power, I tried other basic talismans, but I failed one after another after drawing a little more than half of them and had to give up.
I spent a whole day drawing talismans, and after taking a shower that evening, I sat cross-legged on the bed to practice the Three Pure Ones Supreme Technique.
Over the next few days, I returned to my peaceful life, spending my days drawing talismans and practicing my cultivation after delivering packages.
As for Deng Xiaohong, she didn't do anything strange.
During that time, I mustered up my courage to confirm one thing: the red-clothed ghost was no longer there, and the eerie feeling at the traffic lights was gone at night.
My magical power is also becoming more and more profound. I estimate that in another three days, I will reach the entry level, and then I can try to make basic spirit talismans.
That afternoon, I suddenly received a phone call from Zhang Guangyin, who asked me to go to the courier station.
I asked him what was wrong, and he said he couldn't explain it clearly over the phone. I didn't want to talk to him and just stayed home to cultivate myself, but I couldn't resist Zhang Guangyin's persistent pleading, so I finally agreed to go and see him.
I grabbed my bag and headed out. By the time I arrived at the courier station, it was already 4 p.m.
I walked into the office and saw Zhang Guangyin skillfully making tea, while a middle-aged woman sat opposite him.
I didn't know this woman. She was probably in her forties, with rough skin and plain clothes. You could tell at a glance that she was a countrywoman who often did farm work.
"Hehe, Changming, you're here. Come in and have a cup of tea first." Zhang Guangyin waved to me with a smile.
I sat down in front of Zhang Guangyin and asked, "Brother Yin, what brings you here?"
"Hehe, have some tea to soothe your throat first." Zhang Guangyin placed a teacup in front of me, poured me another cup of tea, and said, "Changming, I've gotten you another job."
Actually, I had this suspicion when I came back, but I didn't expect Zhang Guangyin to get me another job.
Because of the red-clothed ghost, I now have a greater sense of awe towards these unclean things, and I've lost the arrogance I had at the beginning.
Actually, I really don't want to take on this kind of work now, not because I'm afraid, but because I want to focus on cultivation and prepare for the great calamity to come.
"Brother Yin, I've been busy with some things lately, so I might..." He was about to refuse when Zhang Guangyin interrupted him first.
Zhang Guangyin glanced at the middle-aged woman and said to me, "Changming, this lady is called Li Yan. If you can still refrain from taking action after hearing about her story, then I won't force you."
Upon hearing this, I frowned and turned to look at the middle-aged woman.
The middle-aged woman looked terrified and pleaded, "Master Zuo, you must help me. My whole family depends on my husband for support. If something happens to him, I really don't know what to do."
I frowned and asked, "Sister Li, what happened?"
"My husband has gotten involved with something evil." Li Yan's face was pale and filled with fear.
"Tell me more about it." Seeing the middle-aged woman's helpless expression, I felt a pang of sympathy. If I could help, I decided to lend a hand.
“Ms. Li, please explain to Changming in detail. Changming is the most powerful mage I know, and he will definitely be able to help you,” Zhang Guangyin said.
Li Yan's terrified expression eased slightly. She took a big gulp of tea and slowly said, "It happened a few days ago. When my husband went to weed the orchard, he found that a large area of our fruit trees had been cut down, and there was a new grave in the field. We didn't say anything about cutting down our fruit trees, but burying someone on our land is wrong. That land was reserved for our elders by my husband's family, and now it has been inexplicably taken over without our prior consultation."
“My husband inquired around and found out that it was Wang Hu, the neighbor, who buried our ancestors on our land. My husband went to confront him, but Wang Hu had his relatives beat him up. He said that since the burial was already done, my husband could dig it up if he dared.”
“My husband was furious, so he kicked over the tombstone of that new grave. When Wang Hu found out, he had my husband beaten up and threatened that if anyone dared to touch his family's grave, he would kill my whole family.”
“Wang Hu is a local tyrant from the village next to ours. He used to be involved in the underworld and knew a lot of people. We were all worried that he would do something to my husband, so we all advised him to let it go. Since he has already been buried, there is no use saying anything now.”
“My husband also promised to swallow his anger and not provoke him again.”
“My husband has built an open-air chicken farm in the orchard. He sleeps there every night, partly to feed the chickens, and partly to prevent anyone from stealing them.”
“I have three children. My in-laws are in poor health, and our entire income comes from the chickens my husband raises.”
“But ever since Wang Hu buried his grandmother in my orchard, my chickens have been disappearing inexplicably. At first, my husband didn’t notice, but later he felt that a lot of chickens were missing. When he counted them, he found that two or three hundred of my chickens had disappeared in just a few days.”
“The chicken farming market is already bad right now, and we might even lose money. Now, with such a huge loss, we don’t know where we’ll find the money for our child’s tuition next semester.”
Li Yan covered her face and sobbed as she spoke.
"And then?" Zhang Guangyin asked.
Li Yan pulled out a tissue to wipe away her tears and choked out, “At first, my husband thought they were stolen, but after he checked the surveillance video near the chicken farm, he didn’t find anyone carrying anything passing by. The only people he saw were villagers going to work in the fields. Besides, my chicken farm is surrounded by iron fences, so it’s impossible to steal hundreds of chickens.”
“The night before last, my husband secretly climbed a fruit tree to keep watch and see who was stealing the chickens. Around midnight, my husband heard the chickens clucking in the coop. He looked over and saw a dark shadow flash by. The chickens that were nestled on the ground were gone.”
"My husband yelled, turned on his headlamp, jumped down from the tree, and chased after the shadowy figure in the direction it disappeared."
“The chicken thief was running ahead with three or four chickens in each hand, while my husband was chasing after him, shouting. The chicken thief did not run out of the orchard, but ran deeper into the orchard.”
"But as my husband chased after them, he realized that the chicken thief had disappeared. Yes, he just vanished into thin air under the light of her headlamp."
"When my husband arrived at the spot where the chicken thief disappeared, he witnessed an absolutely horrifying scene..."
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