Chapter 58: Yinmiao: Fujian people’s food is more delicious.
Shi Chan breathed a sigh of relief.
Luckily, he was quick, otherwise Lin Zhuyue would have definitely thought he was a pervert. He should be more careful when browsing Taobao in the future; the sharing function is too easy to accidentally trigger. If you share something you shouldn't, your reputation will be ruined.
The hotel sofa was a little short for him, so he didn't sleep very comfortably and woke up with sore shoulders and neck.
Ye Yangjia and Dou's father were still asleep. Shi Can sent a message to the group chat, but Lin Zhuyue and Wen Miyan didn't reply, so they must still be asleep. He quickly washed and changed his clothes, then went out for a walk and bought breakfast.
He bought roujiamo (a type of meat sandwich) and tofu pudding. The couple who sold breakfast were from northern Shaanxi, so their tofu pudding was always salty. Shi Can didn't like salty tofu pudding very much, but he thought this breakfast would suit Lin Zhuyue's northern stomach very well.
Not long after, everyone got up, ate the breakfast that Shican brought back, and drove towards the Yin Temple.
Lin Zhuyue stared at the phone without blinking.
Shi Chan asked curiously, “What are you looking at?”
Lin Zhuyue replied:
"Spirit Master Mansion Fighting King Ranking."
Shi Chan asked, "Am I the first?"
Shi Can was quite confident in himself. When it came to fighting, both in quantity and quality, he was far ahead. He was often punished by writing lengthy self-criticisms, and Lin Zhuyue even copied two pages for him in exchange for a meal of not-so-authentic Fuding meat dumplings.
"It's Teacher Fu."
Lin Zhuyue slid down the forum page and said,
"But everyone in this thread is questioning why you're not number one."
The two cars entered the mountain one after another, drove along the winding mountain road for about half an hour, and arrived at a tiled house with a yard.
The car stopped not far from the tile house. The people in the two cars got out one after another, took out some simple tools and approached the tile house.
The tiled house was a bit old, with water marks under the eaves and green moss growing along them. There was a padlock on the gate, the lock was a little rusty, and the keyhole had oxidized to a reddish-brown color.
As soon as Lin Zhuyue approached the courtyard, she felt a distinct discomfort. A cold, eerie aura seemed to creep into her spine, causing her to shiver uncontrollably.
Shi Can dragged Lin Zhuyue to the back while he took a step forward with the compass. The compass needle almost flew out, but Shi Can had a way to suppress the needle's rotation, so his compass was not scrapped and he survived by chance.
"It doesn't look like a temple from the outside, but there must be something inside."
Shi Can turned around to look at Dou Anran and Dou's father and asked,
"Do you have the key to this lock?"
Dou Anran shook his head and said:
"My father-in-law is the only one in our family who knows where the key to the temple is. He refuses to give it to us, and we haven't asked."
Ye Yangjia complained:
"It's a sneaky way to offer a Buddha statue."
"Isn't it?"
Wen Miyan took out the red rope and talisman paper from the tool kit, distributed them to her companions, and said,
"To be on the safe side, let's do some preparations first, and then use the master key to unlock it."
Shi Can and Ye Yangjia took the red rope and talisman paper and set up a formation around the courtyard.
The things in the Yin Temple are not easy to deal with. After a fight, the enemy has the ability to escape from them. Once the enemy escapes, things will become extremely troublesome.
Therefore, Shi Can and Ye Yangjia arranged the formation very firmly, which could not only prevent the things inside from escaping, but also prevent other evil spirits from entering from the outside.
Lin Zhuyue and Wen Miyan did not participate in the arrangement of the formation. They were both protecting the victim closely.
Although the creatures within the Yin Temple were powerful, the four apprentice spiritualists were each stronger than the last. Their weakness lay in their inability to respond to sudden supernatural incidents. Protecting the victim's personal safety took precedence over eliminating the Yin spirits.
An hour later, the formation was finally set up.
Shican took the master key and unlocked the door skillfully.
Lin Zhuyue said, "He seems to be very good at picking locks."
"When he was first taught how to pick locks at the academy, he used the master key to pick all the locks in the house."
Wen Miyan whispered about Shican's embarrassing moments.
"He broke the box that kept the life-extending lamp, and because of that he got a good beating from his mother. He was still angry after being beaten, and refused to go to school for two days. Ye Yangjia stole my snacks to appease him, and it took a lot of effort to make him happy."
When Shican was younger, he was as stubborn as a donkey because of his family's pampering and indulgence. After he entered the advanced department, he gradually began to learn to be considerate, but his temper was still not very good.
Shi Chan, who was picking the lock, lowered his head, and the tips of his ears turned a little red.
Lin Zhuyue asked: "He likes snacks very much?"
Wen Miyan tapped his head: "It's a sweet tooth head."
Lin Zhuyue nodded, thinking——
No wonder he sent a message in the middle of the night asking for coconut pancakes.
With a "click", the lock was opened.
Shi Can pushed open the door, took the compass from Ye Yangjia, and stepped into the yard.
The soil in the yard was a little damp, with a thin layer of moss on it. There were also some weeds, but they were sparse and not growing very well.
Lin Zhuyue and Wen Miyan protected the victim and followed Shi Can and Ye Yangjia into the yard. They walked on the slightly moist soil and entered the only tiled house.
The tile-roofed house was not large, but inside it were a cushion, an altar, and a Buddha statue. Made of brown clay, the statue had no gilding. Its head was slightly lowered, its eyes cast down, and its benevolent gaze gazed down upon all living things.
There were candlesticks and various offerings on the altar, some of which had grown mold, while others remained in their original state.
Shi Can raised his head, looked into the eyes of the Buddha statue, and said:
"It's nice to have it carved. If it were placed in a proper temple, it could be blessed and worshipped for a few years to become spiritual. It's a pity that such a wicked old man bought it and put it here as a cover."
Shi Chan reached out and cleared the altar, leaving enough space. He grabbed the base of the Buddha statue and turned it.
The Buddha statue gradually turned its back to the crowd.
Dou's father opened his eyes wide in surprise, and Dou Anran couldn't help but exclaim.
Behind the Buddha statue is another statue, also made of clay, of a skinny baby, curled up as if still in its mother's womb, yet to be born.
In the eyes of the trainee spiritualists, the baby had a strong yin energy that was almost condensed into water.
“Offering to Buddha is just a superficial appearance.”
Shi Chan looked at the baby statue carefully and said,
"What this temple truly worships is actually this thing. If I'm not mistaken, this is the ghost that Lü Xian raised when he was still a Yin Master."
As Shi Chan finished speaking, strange noises were heard in the small tile-roofed house, as if something was making strange laughter.
The negative energy in the temple rose like a flood.
Lin Zhuyue's body was surrounded by fine golden light. Because he felt the overly strong and aggressive Yin energy, the Golden Amber Fire appeared by itself.
Shi Can, Wen Miyan and Ye Yangjia also summoned their spiritual weapons.
The strange laughter turned into the crying of a child.
"Please don't kill me. Please don't kill me."
A childish voice sounded, saying,
"I'm just a little devil. I was manipulated and manipulated before, so I harmed others. Now that the person who manipulated me is dead, I will repent and practice diligently..."
Shi Chan interrupted the voice: "You are full of lies."
The child still begged: "I, what I said is true."
Shi Can pointed out:
"You appear to be a little ghost, but in reality you are a ghost cultivator who has been serving under a ghost master and has practiced for decades. If the underworld were still functioning normally, ghosts like you would be rotating in the eighteen levels of hell for hundreds or even thousands of years until they dissipate."
The temple was silent and quiet.
After a moment, the child began to giggle.
"As expected of a spiritual master."
The figure of a young child gradually emerged. He was wearing a bellyband and sitting on the altar. Unlike his skinny figure, his arms and legs were like lotus root nodes, white, tender and plump. He clapped his small hands and said with a smile,
"I haven't met someone who understands me so well in a long time. Don't leave. Stay and be my friend."
He narrowed his eyes and looked behind Shi Chan.
"She's staying too."
He pointed at Lin Zhuyue and said,
"Kill the rest."
Shi Can held the Lingwu Jue Blade: "You are quite good at dreaming."
Shi Can said no more and swung his knife at the child.
The ghost boy reacted very quickly. Before Shi Can's knife fell, his figure dissipated. He turned into black mist, scattering and gathering, and rushed straight towards Dou Anran.
Dou Anran was extremely scared. She wanted to scream and try to get away, but her body couldn't react. She stood stiffly in place, staring blankly at the black fog that was rushing towards her.
Lin Zhuyue spun around, picked up the broom that lay beside the wall, and swatted it vigorously at the incoming black mist. The powerful spiritual energy collided with the Yin Qi, forcing the black mist back, but the broom in Lin Zhuyue's hand also exploded.
"You're so strong."
The ghost boy reappeared, and he was hit by the broom and rolled backwards, bumping into the altar.
"I should have known not to kill that old man Lu Xian. After his death as a ghost breeder, my strength began to decline. In the past, I could beat ten little girls like you with one hand."
"You feel pretty good about yourself."
Shi Can held another sword in his left hand and said,
"Even if Minghui were here, he wouldn't dare to say such big words."
Shi Can did not look back and said to his companions:
"You guys retreat first. This guy keeps jumping on people. You're getting in the way here. I can't move freely."
Wen Miyan and Ye Yangjia both wanted to scold Shi Can, but leaving the victim, an ordinary person, here was indeed not a good idea. They looked at each other and took Lin Zhuyue and the victim out.
Only Shican and Guitong were left in the temple.
Shi Chan asked, "What's your name?"
"Yu Shi, that old man Lu Xian gave me this name."
Gui Tong answered Shi Chan's question and said,
"I don't like this name very much. If you are willing to serve me, you can give me a new one."
Shi Can took a step forward and said:
"There's a name that suits you."
The ghost boy also started walking around the temple, keeping a subtle distance from Shi Chan. The temple seemed to be gradually getting bigger. The small tiled house that was originally crowded with several people could now accommodate Shi Chan and the ghost boy named Yu Shi in a two-person opera style confrontation.
Yu Shi asked, "What's the name?"
"You little bastard." Shi Can rushed forward holding the absolute blade.
In the temple, besides Shi Can, the only one left was that strange creature, Yu Shi. Shi Can no longer had to worry about his companions, and his movements became much more agile and light. Lingwu Jueren only attacked, not defended. When Shi Can swung the blade, his phoenix eyes were filled with arrogance and madness.
Yu Shi tried to resist with Yin Qi, but Lingwu Jue Ren had the ability to cut through everything. The Yin Qi, as thick as water, was easily torn apart like paper in front of Jue Ren.
"You're really strong."
Yu Shi said with a greedy and sinister smile on his face,
"However, no matter how powerful a spiritual master is, he is only a mortal."
He clapped his hands, and his Yin Qi surged, piercing the roof. The sound of bricks breaking could be heard, and broken tiles fell from the roof, about to hit Shi Can's head and cause him to bleed.
Shi Can tilted the blade in his hand, deflecting the broken tiles with the blade. He quickly retreated, away from the falling tiles.
But his way of avoiding was exactly what Yu Shi wanted. Yu Shi raised his hand lightly, and the Buddha statue on the altar fell over. The heavy clay Buddha statue fell down towards Shi Chan's head.
Shi Can swung his sword to kill, but a scroll appeared from above his head, extended, and steadily dragged the Buddha statue back to its original place.
Shi Chan looked towards the door.
Lin Zhuyue walked into the tile-roofed house and locked the door behind him.
She gripped the broom handle, and the Ukiyo-e scroll turned back into tiny golden flames, floating around the tiled house.
The petals of the golden amber fire fell on Yu Shi and immediately made a "sizzling" sound. Yu Shi looked at his arm and found that his soul was actually burned.
He asked with interest, "Great! What is this?"
Of course Lin Zhuyue and Shi Can would not answer his question.
A moment later, the two men moved simultaneously. Lin Zhuyue ran to the altar, broom in hand, while amber fire clung to Jueren's blade, and Shi Can swung his blade towards Yu Shi.
Yu Shi dodged the blade and rushed towards Lin Zhuyue.
The golden amber fire attached to the absolute blade returned to Lin Zhuyue in the blink of an eye, forcing Yu Shi to stop approaching.
Lin Zhuyue took out the simple compass he borrowed from Wen Miyan from his pocket and chanted the spell:
"The wind and snow have form, the mountains and rivers have spirits, and all things have their roots. My eyes are blocked by leaves, my ears are disturbed by sounds, my eyes and ears are unable to explore, and I cannot see the roots of things. I pray that the gods will show themselves and guide me where I am lost."
The compass needle, which was spinning wildly due to the disturbance of the Yin energy, gradually calmed down under Lin Zhuyue's spell and pointed steadily in a certain direction.
The originally calm Yu Shi panicked.
He rushed towards Lin Zhuyue regardless of everything.
Lin Zhuyue controlled the golden amber fire to meet him. His soul was burned by the flames, and the sizzling sound of burning continued to be heard. Yu Shi also let out a cry of pain.
Shi Can seized the opportunity, put the blade in his right hand on the ground, and pushed it hard towards Lin Zhuyue.
Lin Zhuyue picked up the sword, pointed it in the direction indicated by the compass, and stabbed it hard at the wall.
The next second, the tiled house returned to its original size.
Yu Shi was completely engulfed by the golden amber fire, his soul was burned out in pain and unwillingness, and the yin energy gradually dissipated.
Lin Zhuyue held the sword and pried open the bricks, then took out an incense burner that she had chopped into pieces.
Ghost cultivators are often very clever, more cunning than many villains. They know how to conceal their weaknesses and never expose them openly. Therefore, Lin Zhuyue and Shi Can both felt that the suspicious yet conspicuous ghost child statue in the Yin Temple was most likely not Yu Shi's weakness.
This is indeed the case.
Yu Shi's real weakness is the incense burner that Lu Xian uses to worship him.
"No wonder the incense burner is not placed on the table."
Shi Chan opened the door and let his companion and the victim in.
"Why is there no incense burner on the table in the temple?"
Shi Can went to the car to find the Bagua bag, and took out the red brocade bag he found under Dou Anran’s mattress yesterday. He opened the brocade bag and the soft hair inside was still there.
Lin Zhuyue approached it with a compass.
The compass no longer has any supernatural reactions.
"It seems this is the hair of that little bastard."
Shi Can tied the brocade bag again and threw it back into the Bagua bag.
Dou Anran was still feeling uneasy and asked:
"Is the matter resolved?"
"Solved."
Shi Can took the compass from Lin Zhuyue, moved a little closer to Dou Anran, and said,
"Look, the needle hasn't moved at all, proving that there's no ghost in you anymore."
Wen Miyan and Ye Yangjia had already begun cleaning up the scene. They had put the incense burner and the items on the altar into a bag, and had also moved the unbroken ghost child statue into Shi Can's trunk. They had thoughtfully piled their bags and luggage around the ghost child statue to prevent it from being shattered during driving.
Dou's father looked at the tiled house anxiously and said:
“This temple…”
"After our mission report is submitted, the Spiritual Master's Mansion will send a construction team to demolish the tiled house and the yard."
Lin Zhuyue said,
"Although there are no ghosts here anymore, it's not a good idea to stay here. New dirty things might move in."
"The Spiritual Master's Mansion should give a compensation, but according to the law, Miss Dou can only get half."
As for the other half, of course it belongs to that bastard Lu Haoguang.
After they had almost finished packing, the six people drove away.
"We worked together pretty well today."
Shi Chan skillfully turned down the winding mountain road.
"You rushed in just in time. I was almost hit on the head by the Buddha statue."
Lin Zhuyue sat in the co-pilot seat and said:
"The Prince of Shanghai will definitely have a way to deal with it."
Shi Can pulled the corner of his mouth and asked:
"...Who came up with this nickname?"
Lin Zhuyue did not respond to Shi Can's question and asked:
"How many coconut pancakes do you want? Will three packs be enough?"
Shi Chan made a little joke:
"Actually, as a Shanghainese, I prefer Yuanchengren to coconut cakes."
Lin Zhuyue said seriously:
"Fujianese food is more delicious, with delicate skin and tender meat."
They first went to the two-story self-built building where Lu Xian lived before he passed away, then visited the residences of Dou Anran and Lu Haoguang, and finally returned to Dou Anran's parents' home.
The trainee psychics used the only two remaining compasses to check all three houses. After confirming that there were no supernatural reactions and Dou Anran no longer felt dizzy, they asked Dou Anran and his parents to sign a confidentiality agreement.
As for divorce, that is the victim's own battlefield.
However, Shi Can still added fuel to the fire and recommended a very good lawyer who had been cooperating with the Lingshi Mansion for many years to Dou Anran.
Before the trainee spiritual masters left, Dou Anran received a call.
"Hello, hello, yes I am. What happened? Huh?"
Dou Anran was stunned for a moment and said,
"Okay, I'll be there right away."
Dou Anran hung up the phone and said:
"Lu Haoguang was in a car accident and died on the spot. Was this a coincidence?"
"This is not accidental, it is retribution."
Shi Can shook his head and said,
"He relied on his father and the goblin to get a marriage he wasn't entitled to, and he kept you by his side for so many years. He'll pay the price for this sooner or later. Now that his father is dead and the goblin has been shattered, retribution has arrived early."
The trainee spiritual masters said goodbye to Dou Anran.
Wen Miyan patted Dou Anran's shoulder and said:
"Congratulations, you are about to have a new life. Live well."
They drove back to Celestial City.
Shi Can submitted the mission report. Although Wen Miyan and Ye Yangjia did not participate in the battle at all, they still received an A rating due to the difficulty of the mission.
At the same time, the Spiritual Master Mansion's investigation into Lu Xian also yielded results.
"When he was fourteen, he learned the craft from a carpenter. The carpenter knew some things about this and passed them on to him. After the carpenter passed away, Lu Xian became a disciple of a ghost master and learned the unique skill of raising ghosts."
Ye Yangjia spread the information on the table and said,
"This little ghost, Yu Shi, was cut out from the belly of a pregnant woman who died unexpectedly. Lü Xian worshipped Yu Shi for over ten years. Yu Shi was very obedient at first, but gradually began to have his own ideas and started to rebel against his master."
"Lü Xian wanted to survive, but he couldn't destroy Yu Shi. Yu Shi and he were closely connected, often doing evil together. If anything happened to Yu Shi, he wouldn't have a good ending. So, under his master's guidance, Lü Xian spent all his family wealth to build a temple and enshrine Yu Shi. If Lü Xian had never asked Yu Shi for anything in his life, he could have lived a peaceful life. But he made a mistake in his son's marriage and sought Yu Shi's help, committing evil deeds. This gave Yu Shi another opportunity to retaliate against him. As you all know, Lü Xian died of a sudden heart attack."
"Should."
Shi Chan asked,
"Where's his Yin Master?"
Wen Miyan shook her head and said:
"He's missing. Before the accident, Mr. Lu tried to contact the Yin Master, but failed. I don't know if he's passed away."
Shi Can placed the coconut cake on the table and said:
"Eat more, both of you, and take it away after you finish eating."
Wen Miyan looked at the table full of brick-like coconut cake packaging and couldn't help asking:
"Why are there so many?"
Shi Can turned his head to look at Lin Zhuyue.
Lin Zhuyue turned his head away guiltily.
She sent a message to Bowie, asking him to buy some coconut cakes for her and send them to her, and emphasized that he should buy more. Unexpectedly, the message was seen by Lin Lang.
Ms. Lin's understanding of "more" is different from others. She bought a hundred packs of coconut cakes at once. Each pack contains six pieces, which is enough for Lin Zhuyue and Shican to eat for a year.
Lin Zhuyue gave some to Fu Xingwei, Gong Yongyuan, Meng Qi, the girls in her class, and even offered some to the Ling family's ancestors. But the number of coconut cakes was still too much, and she and Shi Can had no way to finish them all.
"Aren't you a dessert-head?"
Lin Zhuyue said while looking at Shi Can,
"Eat more, I'm sure you'll finish it."
"Lin Zhuyue, I gained five pounds in three days."
Shi Can raised his hand, pinched Lin Zhuyue's face, looked at her carefully, and said,
"I think you should get on the scale, too."
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