Chapter Nine, Because of Me

I was taken aback, glancing at Mr. Meng and then at Meng Xiaobai. Suddenly, something occurred to me, and I opened my mouth wide, stammering as I said: "Could it be... could it be that Brother Bai has also fallen victim to the Ghost Kiss technique? Or has he also been affected by the Forbidden Arts?"

Upon hearing this, I said nothing further. Just now, I had been filled with dark thoughts, and it is possible that Meng Xiaobai would truly make me swallow my words. The thought alone made me feel nauseous

Mr. Meng, what exactly is going on? I am increasingly feeling afraid, and it seems that Mr. Meng took two steps back as if he were afraid of me

In the early hours of September 10, 1992, just past midnight, I repeated a phrase my mother had said, and Mr. Meng beside me suddenly let out a gasp

Mr. Meng affixed several talismans onto himself and then walked out

Xiao Bai does not possess forbidden techniques, yet within him lies something no less powerful than those techniques. He has endured pressures unimaginable to ordinary people since childhood, yet he remains a cheerful person. You have just been afflicted by the Ghost's Kiss and now wish to die? This is truly not the mindset one should expect from a man

This wooden sword is also made of peach wood, but it is different from the typical peach wood sword. This material is the same as the century-old peach wood heart that hangs around my neck. It is Mr. Meng's treasure

Mr. Meng glanced at me with disdain at the end, then shifted his gaze away

Mr. Meng looked at the ghosts outside, then took several talisman papers and inserted them into the door frame with a peach wood sword. As a result, the ghosts outside could no longer enter, allowing us to truly relax and rest.

I was taken aback and said, "My birthday is September 10, 1992. As for the exact time, I am not sure; you would have to ask my mother."

"Xiaolin, what is your birth date and time according to the Chinese lunar calendar?" Mr. Meng asked me as he came out.

I noticed Mr. Meng's complexion and thought of the two corpses I had just seen, and asked, "Mr. Meng, what is the matter? How is this related to my birth date and time?"

Meng Xiaobai also noticed Mr. Meng's unusual behavior, but he did not inquire further. He became rarely quiet, as if contemplating what was happening

"Alright, Xiaolin, you and Xiaobai stay inside the house. I will go out and drive these ghosts away. Although they cannot enter, it is still not good for them to linger in the house," Mr. Meng interrupted Meng Xiaobai.

I inquired again with Meng Xiaobai, and he told me that the black blood was from the black dogs in the courtyard; they raised the dogs specifically to obtain their blood. When I asked Meng Xiaobai if he had any health issues, he remained silent.

I raised my eyes to glance at the countless specters at the outer door, let out a bitter smile, and shook my head in silence

This is the tongue of that person's head, which was dug out by Meng Xiaobai and presented to me as a treasure. I felt both disgusted and frightened, and I began to curse Meng Xiaobai.

I nodded without speaking; although I felt that Mr. Meng and the others were in the wrong, this was also for the sake of Meng Xiaobai, and they had no other choice.

Meng Xiaobai did not show any change on his face upon hearing these words, but he also did not speak

Where are you going? I asked impulsively

"The current inability does not mean that solutions cannot be devised. Moreover, the Ghost Kiss technique does not necessarily lead to death. If you are not kissed by a ghost, you will not lose your Yang energy, and you will not die," Mr. Meng stated.

I am just an ordinary university student, how could I encounter such a situation? I even have to leave my hometown, I truly feel like I have run into bad luck for eight lifetimes

Maoshan. Mr. Meng took a deep breath and uttered two words

On the road, I could no longer hold back. Looking at Mr. Meng's tense cheeks, I asked, "Mr. Meng, what is going on? Why won't you tell me?"

We had a light meal and then went to the municipal office

Mr. Meng fought outside for about half an hour. After coming in, he was already drenched in sweat, sitting on the chair and panting heavily

"This is all for me, Master, he..." Meng Xiaobai suddenly spoke with a trembling voice

Mr. Meng is a bit anxious to ask right away

These spirits are unwilling to leave, possibly because the original spirit is here. My intention in doing this was to test the situation, and it turns out to be true. It seems that the key to unraveling the mystery of these apparitions lies with the original spirit, Mr. Meng stated

I steadied myself for a moment, then asked, "Mr. Meng, what is the matter with this head? Will the blood I just drank cause any illness?" Although I have seen quite a bit tonight, looking at this head still feels somewhat unsettling.

"Xiaolin, do you know why Xiaobai drinks the blood of the ghost witch?" Mr. Meng suddenly asked, then directed his gaze to the head of the person next to me

"This tongue, I used to carry it, but now I give it to you. It is indeed a valuable item. In life, it was the place where a person's vital energy was most concentrated, but now it is filled with the heaviest malevolence. Holding this thing is no less effective than the peach wood heart sword the old man gave you," Meng Meng Xiaobai said, looking up.

In fact, I still fear that Mr. Meng and the other person are not good people, but rather murderers or malevolent individuals with knowledge of the occult

Mr. Meng took a brocade box from a drawer, which was clearly a box for holding scrolls or swords. Indeed, Mr. Meng took out a wooden sword from inside.

As he spoke, Meng Xiaobai revealed a look of longing, as if he were imagining the sensation of kissing a female ghost

The ghosts outside saw Mr. Meng come out and rushed towards him, but they could not get close at all. The talisman papers on Mr. Meng seemed to be electrified; whenever a ghost touched his clothing, it would cry out in pain.

I stood in place, watching Mr. Meng's back, unable to fathom this Daoist priest in my heart

Upon hearing this statement, I could not help but relax, revealing a faint smile, and muttered a curse under my breath

Maoshan? Is the Master Meng really a Maoshan Taoist? He has been here for five or six years; what is his purpose? Am I also going to leave this time?

"Brother Bai, what is this?" I asked, looking at the object in my hand.

Mr. Meng had no concerns and was already well-prepared. He took a "walk" among the group of ghosts, causing them to disperse, with some even gradually departing.

Let’s do this: I will go with you tomorrow to see the fortune teller and the doctor who died in the car accident. It would be best if we could find out why someone has cast a curse on you. If we cannot find out, then we will have no choice but to leave this place. Mr. Meng squinted his eyes and sighed.

When leaving the municipal bureau, Mr. Meng was frowning, as if he were deep in thought

"You should leave with me as well. Since we have encountered each other, it is fate. Returning to Maoshan might provide a way to break the ghostly kiss," Mr. Meng said before standing up and leaving

Mr. Meng, what about me? I immediately asked.

Mr. Meng opened his mouth, sighed softly, and finally said in a low voice: "I am just asking, there is nothing, nothing at all"

Meng Xiaobai and I slept in the inner room for several hours, after all, there are ghosts outside, and I did not dare to go out

Mr. Meng, why did those ghosts refuse to leave just now, and why are they leaving now? Didn't they want to kiss me? I asked, looking at the few remaining apparitions outside.

"Brother Bai, you... I..." I looked at Meng Xiaobai, unsure of what to say.

Mr. Meng did not respond; instead, he pulled me along and said, "Let's go! To your house, I have something to ask your mother"

Although the two people just now were harmed by the evil spirit, I can tell that it may not be the case. Even though this incident is related to the forbidden technique of ghost kissing, it should not involve the two of them. Therefore, I feel that the problem lies with you... Don't worry about it, quickly ask your mother about your birth date and time. Mr. Meng did not express his thoughts, but I sensed something unusual. Don't worry about it, quickly ask your mother about your birth date and time. Mr. Meng did not express his thoughts, but I sensed something unusual.

I nodded, furrowing my brow in thought for a moment. After understanding the reasoning behind it, I then frowned and said, "Mr. Meng, I feel that the spirit is still beside me, but I can no longer see it."

As soon as dawn broke, I was called up by Mr. Meng. The outside was already free of ghosts, and everything had returned to calmness

I looked at Meng Xiaobai, my heart filled with shock. I could guess that Meng Xiaobai was physically unwell; after all, who among ordinary people would drink blood boiled from a human head? Moreover, I also knew that he was not suffering from a disease. Perhaps I had not considered that this rogue-like Meng Xiaobai had been enduring such pain since childhood. Not to mention the physical pain, just the act of drinking blood alone made me deeply admire him

Finally, Meng Xiaobai became annoyed and directly said, "If you don't take it, I will directly feed it to you."

I instinctively caught it, squeezed it a bit; it was somewhat soft, but I couldn't tell what it was.

I was momentarily stunned, then my face turned pale, and I threw this thing away

Meng Xiaobai suddenly smiled and said, "Xiao Linzi, it is better for you not to know the specifics of my situation. Knowing too much about certain matters can lead to trouble. As for the ghost kiss technique you have encountered, it is merely a trivial matter. I even envy you; I am older than you and still do not know what it feels like to be kissed by a ghost."

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"Xiaolinzi, I have something for you." Meng Xiaobai walked over and tossed me a dark, indistinct object

Then I can only wait for death I did not look up, feeling extremely stifled in my happiness, being tormented to death by a ghost is not as good as being hit by a car directly

The strangeness of the forbidden technique is beyond my explanation. Since you are able to sense it, it indicates that the initial spirit is still present; however, its absence means it does not pose a danger. Nevertheless, it will certainly reappear tomorrow night

I will immediately call to inquire about my mother's birth date and time.

Upon arriving at my hometown, my parents were at home. Seeing that I had returned safely, they hurriedly pulled me aside to ask me a multitude of questions.

"This is the head of the recently buried person, which the two of us dug out from the coffin. You need not worry about anything," Mr. Meng explained to me, sensing my concerns.

I currently have no way to break the ghost's kiss." Mr. Meng glanced at me and replied truthfully.

Zhang Rui and I are somewhat acquainted. I explained to him that Mr. Meng is a Taoist priest found for me by my family, and that I wanted to take a look at the bodies of the fortune teller and the doctor. Zhang Rui understood that this matter was peculiar and did not say much before agreeing. After the examination, Mr. Meng stated that they were harmed by malevolent spirits, and it was not an accident.