Chapter 9: Exorcism (Part One)

Just now, it was even more outrageous, claiming that the daughter-in-law was a fated solitary star, and that they wanted to take her back. Moreover, they insisted on forcing the grandson to drink talisman water. If they were going to do it, so be it, but after drinking it, the nonsense only became more pronounced. It goes without saying that they had encountered a con artist. In a fit of anger, Zheng Yuan raised his cane and drove the con artist away.

Lin Bai nearly laughed out loud at Zheng Yuan's words. In fact, talk of calling souls is mere nonsense. This child is simply overwhelmed by negative energy; he may have seen that shadow and was frightened. Letting the young woman call out could help him feel at ease and fall asleep. As for basking in the sun, that is based on Lin Bai's years of experience navigating the martial world.

You should hold the child in a sunny spot for a while, allowing the child to absorb some sunlight. While holding the child, gently stroke their back and call their name, Lin Bai said, glancing at the child in the young woman's arms

"Daoist, I never expected such a thing to happen, but there is nothing I can do about it. Their family came to demand money, and I have already compensated them. He shouldn't still be bothering me!" Zheng Yuan grasped Lin Bai's sleeve tightly, tears streaming down his face as he said, "Daoist, you must save Xiao Shan. Even if it means losing everything, as long as Xiao Shan is safe, that is all that matters."

Zheng Yuan habitually wanted to insult with three words, but suddenly realized that the young man before him exuded an ethereal aura, completely different from the vulgarity of the earlier wandering Taoist. He quickly changed his tone and referred to him as a true master.

"Daoist, what is the matter?" Zheng Yuan, seeing Lin Bai's astonished expression, assumed that Lin Bai had discerned the source of the sinister charm, and thus urgently inquired.

m.hetushu.com, yes, that's the place. Daoist, you said I have already lost money, why is he still bothering my family?" Zheng Yuan followed Lin Bai's finger and looked at the spot where the young worker fell to his death, speaking in a pained voice

Zheng Yuan, as he spoke, suddenly knelt down, saying, "Our Zheng family has only this one remaining descendant, Xiao Shan. If Xiao Shan were to die, I would gladly follow him into the grave with my old bones!"

Without waiting for Zheng Yuan to respond, Lin Bai glanced at Zheng Yuan's face and then looked towards the courtyard.

Zheng Yuan sighed, tapped the smoking pipe in his hand, and turned to walk into the room, only to find a young man standing at the door, wearing a light blue Daoist robe and sporting a clear, elegant smile.

This, this is. Lin Bai was stunned, murmuring to himself, wondering what was wrong with his eyes, how could he see such things? Wasn't the ability of the Yin-Yang Eye unique to those born in the Yin year, Yin month, or Yin day? What was happening to him?

It is said that one speaks without leaving any gaps, but only Lin Bai knows in his heart what the journey down the mountain is about. He had already set his sights on this place, wanting to see if he could manage to secure some travel expenses. Although he is not particularly skilled in matters of Yin-Yang and Feng Shui, his own level is certainly not comparable to that of the earlier quack fortune-teller. In this regard, Lin Bai is quite confident.

The crowd suddenly erupted in commotion as a young Taoist priest emerged. Some expressed their approval, while others labeled him a swindler. However, due to the large number of people, Lin Bai did not notice that Chen Qiling was also among the crowd. Upon seeing Lin Bai, Chen Qiling's expression turned cold, and with a hint of a sinister smile, he whispered a few words to Jerry beside him.

Money, as long as there are people, can still be earned. Zheng Yuan is not distressed, but these Taoists are truly not worth this price. Once they enter the room, they start performing rituals, sticking talismans everywhere, yet despite all the sticking, there has been no visible effect.

If Lin Bai had not mentioned it, Zheng Yuan indeed had not given this matter much thought. Now that Lin Bai has brought it up, he suddenly recalls that when his son and daughter-in-law insisted on staying on the third floor because it was cooler, he thought to himself that in the middle of summer, how could the top floor be cooler than the first floor? Reflecting on this, it is certain that there must have been some malevolent presence at that time, and he immediately felt a tingling sensation on his scalp.

In a fit of anger, Zheng Yuan took his grandson back from the hospital, intending to invite a Taoist priest to his home to exorcise evil spirits. However, to his surprise, the priests he found were all more incompetent than the last, and their fees were increasingly outrageous.

From Zheng Yuan's level of tension and the child's complexion, it is evident that this child is absolutely spoiled and likely kept indoors most of the time, fearing exposure to the cold outside. As the saying goes, "A solitary yin does not thrive, and a solitary yang does not grow; even flowers and plants need sunlight to flourish, let alone children." This has nothing to do with souls or similar matters.

As the days seemed to be getting more prosperous, Old Zheng unfortunately fell to his death while accompanying tourists up the mountain a few days ago. Moreover, after his body was brought back home, his grandson, Xiao Shan, began to have a fever and speak incoherently. He was taken to the hospital for examination, but despite receiving a full course of anti-inflammatory injections, there was no improvement, and the doctors could not provide any clear diagnosis.

Lin Bai swept his gaze across the corner of the building, and suddenly felt a chill in his eyes, sensing a stream of cool air escaping from them. He then saw a shadow flash by at the eaves of the rooftop. To call it a shadow might be somewhat inappropriate; describing it as a wisp of black mist would be more accurate.

As soon as Lin Bai spoke, the crowd of onlookers burst into laughter. It was the height of noon, and the place Lin Bai referred to was precisely where the sun shone directly in Yangon. In such a place where the yang energy was at its peak, how could there possibly be any presence of阴煞?

"Daoist, no, immortal, I will go out to prepare right away, you go upstairs to take a look," Zheng Yuan heard Lin Bai's instructions and felt even more that Lin Bai was extraordinary, so he quickly upgraded his address from Daoist to immortal.

Seeing the expression on Zheng Yuan's face, Lin Bai knew he had spoken correctly. Remembering the appearance of the old Taoist when he had descended the mountain with him, he closed his eyes and pondered for a moment before lightly laughing and saying: "In that case, this matter has become somewhat simpler. Let's first have your daughter-in-law and Xiao Shan move down from the third floor."

If I am not mistaken, your son and daughter-in-law should be living on the third floor during this time, Lin Bai asked with a smile

How could Lin Bai possibly not understand the meaning of his first half of the sentence? He simply chose not to reveal it and smiled as he said: "Infinite Heavenly Venerable, I am a Daoist from Mount Mao, descending the mountain to travel. I heard the elder mention that there is no one at Mount Mao, so I came to inquire a bit, and also to see if there is anything I can assist with."

The poor monk has seen the location of the malevolent spirit you mentioned! After a moment of contemplation, Lin Bai pointed to the eaves on the rooftop of the third floor, addressing Zheng Yuan beside him.

However, upon hearing Lin Bai's words, Zheng Yuan's expression changed instantly. He grabbed Lin Bai and hurried into the room. After securely locking the door, the old man suddenly knelt before Lin Bai, weeping and crying out, "Please, immortal, save my grandson. Do not let that vengeful spirit from upstairs come to claim his life again"

Oh, the state of humanity! Lin Bai sighed, fully aware of the weather at the foot of Maoshan. In the summer at noon, even if it is not 40 degrees, it hovers around 37 or 38 degrees. In such weather, how can workers be expected to perform heavy labor at great heights without incident?

Zheng Yuan spoke, his eyes becoming increasingly flustered, filled with a sense of regret: "When my family built this small building, we hired a team of workers from out of town. It was summer, and my family lived in a makeshift shelter outside. I urged the contractor to have those workers work overtime during lunch to finish the project sooner. Who would have thought that an accident would occur? A young worker fainted from the heat and fell from the building, resulting in his death"

As Zheng Yuanxiang's head knocked repeatedly, Lin Bai was unable to help him up no matter how hard he tried, and could only smile wryly, saying: "Old sir, I never said I wouldn't help you. Once I have helped rid your family of this malevolent influence, you can thank me then."

The layout of this courtyard is quite elegant. On the right side of the courtyard is a fish pond made of bluestone, while on the other side stands a crooked tree, leaning out of the house at an angle, awkwardly crossing the path, which looks rather peculiar. The arrangement of the building is also quite meticulous, featuring floor-to-ceiling windows that appear very bright. Logically, such ominous things should not dare to appear.

Zheng Yuan felt very frustrated. As he watched his family's life improve day by day, their original bungalow had been replaced by a three-story building. Moreover, he had been recognized as a successful entrepreneur in Maoshan Town. Additionally, his only son, Zheng Laoda, got married last year, and this year, he became a grandfather to a healthy baby boy.

You, this impressive person, may I ask what brings you here

Seeing the young woman carrying a child walk out of the courtyard, Lin Bai glanced at the house and said softly: "You go to the door, tie up two bundles of mugwort and light them, let the smoke from the mugwort fill the house, I will go upstairs to take a look"

After speaking, Lin Bai pointed to the place where he had just discovered the shadow and asked Zheng Yuan, "Did that little worker fall down at that spot?"

"Xiu'e, hurry up and take the child outside to a sunny spot to call the soul, go!" The elder, noticing his daughter-in-law's slow movements, immediately assumed a parental demeanor and sternly addressed the woman.

The method of sunbathing has not been mentioned by anyone, but this practice, commonly referred to as "calling the soul" in rural areas, has been frequently employed by this young woman during this period. However, it has not yielded any significant results. Upon hearing Lin Bai's words, the young woman hesitated slightly.

Without any hesitation, Zheng Yuan left Lin Bai and ran upstairs. Before long, a middle-aged woman in her thirties came down from upstairs, holding a small boy in her arms. The child's face was pale and ashen, and his breath was extremely weak

"Evil spirit?" Lin Bai could no longer ponder the issue of his eyes and focused intently on Zheng Yuan.

Lin Bai smiled faintly, remaining silent. The allure of the sinister is profoundly enigmatic; to manifest it requires numerous conditions, and it is certainly not merely a matter of profit or loss.

Upon seeing Lin Bai, this middle-aged beauty was about to kneel down. Lin Bai quickly reached out to stop her, saying, "No, I cannot accept such overwhelming courtesy from both of you. Rest assured, I will do my utmost in this matter and will not tarnish the reputation of our Maoshan."