Chapter 4, The Eccentric Two

This body did not belong to someone who has just died, but rather to someone who had died earlier. It is likely that it was used for the practice of the Ghost Kiss technique. It is said that the Ghost Kiss requires a primordial ghost as a conduit, and that primordial ghost should be residing within this body

After a considerable amount of time, Mr. Meng suddenly walked over to me and pulled me out of the inner room

I expressed my gratitude, hung the peach wood sword pendant around my neck, and stepped out with Mr. Meng

Mr. Meng stepped out of the main room and shouted towards a nearby room: "Little brat, come out here!"

I took the item from Mr. Meng's hand and examined it. The small sword was not intricately carved, but the piece of wood, about the size of a middle finger, exhibited a peculiar golden yellow hue, resembling a type of metal, and it was heavier than ordinary peach wood

Mr. Meng looked at us, sighed, and said: "This is not a matter of money; the key issue is... this is the legendary technique. I am not very clear about it myself, and I have no confidence in my ability to decipher it."

Mr. Meng observed my appearance and said, "Indeed, it is as such. I just checked, and you have only been kissed by two ghosts. It should be those two instances when you vaguely felt someone pulling you up in your sleep. However, there is currently no danger to your life, so you need not worry too much."

Mr. Meng closed the door, let out a heavy sigh, and his expression grew even more serious

My father soon inquired: "Mr. Meng, you mentioned that 'ghost kiss' is a kind of spell. Who cast this spell on Xiao Chen? We haven't offended anyone."

Mr. Meng smirked, showing no signs of doubt. He took a few peach wood nails from the *illustrated* book in his hand, walked over to the computer desk, glanced inside, and coldly snorted, "Hmph! So it's just a little demon."

"Let us go to your home and see if we can find the ghost that has absorbed your vital energy," Mr. Meng said, clearly intrigued by the ghost kiss. He wanted to study it, having learned that I was kissed by a ghost near my home last night, and thus wished to capture that ghost.

Mr. Meng looked at the girl's corpse, then touched her forehead and feet, immediately furrowing his brows and saying: "This corpse is strange; it is merely an empty shell"

"The Ghost Kiss? If you are afflicted by this curse, you will surely encounter a ghost that will kiss you and drain your vital energy. Are you not aware of this?"

Mr. Meng squinted his eyes, which sparkled with brilliance, and his voice was low and deep, indicating his considerable apprehension and concern regarding the "Ghost Kiss"

Xiaolin, this is carved from a hundred-year-old peach wood heart. Carrying it may have a certain deterrent effect on ghosts and spirits. However, I have never encountered a ghost kiss before, so I am unsure of its actual efficacy.

Meng Xiaobai was driving an ordinary car with Mr. Meng and me. On the way, Meng Xiaobai asked somewhat complainingly, "Old man, you never used to take me out before."

"Xiaolin, your parents are gone, so let's be straightforward. Do you know what a ghost kiss is? Have you offended some big shot or encountered something strange recently?" Mr. Meng spoke with a heavy tone as soon as he returned to the room.

I was a bit dazed, and after a while, I finally asked www.hetushucom.com: "What does it mean?"

Upon hearing the term "ghost kiss," Meng Xiaobai was momentarily stunned. In a surge of excitement, he pressed down hard on the accelerator, causing the car to lurch forward with a "whoosh," nearly colliding with the vehicle ahead. Fortunately, Meng Xiaobai reacted quickly and hurriedly pulled the car to the side.

I immediately shook my head and said it was nothing. Then Mr. Meng took Meng Xiaobai and joined us on the road.

A tremor surged through my heart once more. Who would wish to harm me? I have no significant enemies, and Mr. Meng mentioned that this kind of technique is extremely rare; he even believed it no longer existed in the world. So who could be using such a technique against me?

"Xiaolin, please wait here for a moment while I change my clothes. Then we can go to the hospital together," Mr. Meng said after a moment of thought, before getting up and walking towards another room

My parents had been waiting outside anxiously for a long time. Upon seeing me come out, and noticing my pale complexion, they immediately inquired about what had happened

After Mr. Meng finished speaking, he glanced at me and, seeing my face twisted in terror, chose not to continue.

Mr. Meng took a look and said to come back in the evening. At that time, he would capture the initiating spirit that performed the spell, which might help in finding a way to break the ghost's kiss and also identify who cast the spell

My mother was already in tears beside me, and upon hearing Mr. Meng's unsettling words, she became even more at a loss. I pleaded with Mr. Meng to save me, offering anything he desired, and in the end, I was almost on my knees before him

The Ghost Kiss is a forbidden technique. It is said that those afflicted by this technique will possess an invisible power that attracts all nearby spirits. These spirits will draw the yang energy from the afflicted individual, leaving behind a trace of ghostly energy within them until their death. However, even after the afflicted individual dies, they will not find peace; they will transform into malevolent ghosts, doomed to eternal suffering without the possibility of reincarnation.

At this moment, Meng Xiaobai was clearly a different person from the previous "rascal".

Is someone harming me

Soon, Mr. Meng emerged in a clean set of clothes, holding an object in his hand, which was a pendant

How many ghosts have kissed you

Then, Meng Xiaobai walked out of the room, seemingly having forgotten what had just happened. With a smile on her face, she asked me if everything had been resolved, looking like a little rascal who was just asking for a beating.

Both Mr. Meng and I were drenched in cold sweat

My scalp felt a bit tingly, and I couldn't help but shift my body slightly outward, awkwardly smiling and saying, "Brother Bai, what are you doing?"

"You little brat, damn it! Are you trying to take my life?" Mr. Meng exclaimed angrily, puffing his cheeks and glaring.

Upon arriving at my home, my parents were also present. After briefly discussing the situation, Mr. Meng went to my bedroom. Once inside, he remarked, "The atmosphere here is quite eerie."

I suddenly felt unsettled, glancing at Mr. Meng, then at Meng Xiaobai, and touching my own lips

Mr. Meng's voice grew lower as he spoke, as if he were talking to himself

Next, Meng Xiaobai became quite busy, asking me about the matter of the "ghost kiss" while driving. He had heard of the name "ghost kiss," so he was very curious about what it was. His questions were more detailed than the police report. In the end, he asked so much that I was left speechless. Even when I stopped talking, Meng Xiaobai continued to chatter on incessantly

"Empty shell? What does it mean?" I asked without thinking.

After a considerable amount of time, I finally managed to steady my nerves a little. I swallowed hard and, with a trembling voice, asked, "I haven't offended anyone, nor have I encountered any issues. At that moment, I just wanted to save that girl. How could I possibly be subjected to such a spell?" I was filled with fear, yet also deeply puzzled.

I informed them about what Mr. Meng just said regarding the ghost kiss. The two of them became anxious and immediately sought a way to rescue from Mr. Meng, stating that they were willing to spend any amount of money.

"Xiaolin, this kid just loves to cause trouble, don't take it to heart," Mr. Meng shot a glare at Meng Xiaobai and said to me

From Mr. Meng's words, we also understand that the Ghost Kiss is a very powerful technique, one that ordinary people would not possibly know about. Now that I have been afflicted by the Ghost Kiss, it is highly likely that I will lose my life.

Meng Xiaobai completely disregarded Mr. Meng's scolding, staring intently at me, especially at my lips, and kept leaning closer, giving me the impression that he was about to kiss me

Meng Xiaobai also followed in. After entering, he stared intently at the computer desk, his expression serious, and said in a low voice: "Master, over there!"

"No! It now appears that the car accident and the deceased girl were both tools used to execute the Ghost Kiss; someone is plotting against you," Mr. Meng said firmly and with great certainty.

Xiaolin has fallen victim to the forbidden technique—Demon's Kiss

We arrived at the hospital, where the girl's body was still in the morgue, and no one had come to claim it. I briefly discussed with Director Sun, and then took Mr. Meng and Meng Xiaobai to the morgue, where we found the girl's body

Mr. Meng's statement nearly caused another traffic accident

I felt pale and uneasy, staring at Mr. Meng, waiting for his response. However, Mr. Meng did not even glance at me; his expression was somber, his head bowed, and he was mumbling something under his breath

I originally thought that Mr. Meng wanted me to stay because he had a way to resolve the issue, but upon hearing this statement, my heart sank again

Mr. Meng ultimately agreed to do his best, and then allowed me to stay at his home first, so that my parents could return. This matter cannot be resolved in a short time. Although my parents were worried about me, they dared not disregard Mr. Meng's words. After giving me a few reminders, they went back.

Master? I noticed the title used for Meng Xiaobai, which caught my attention. It is said that Mr. Meng is a Taoist priest from Maoshan and is unlikely to marry, so Meng Xiaobai is probably not his biological grandson. It seems their relationship is quite complex.

Offending someone? Even if you offend someone, not everyone can use this kind of technique! I originally thought that such forbidden arts would no longer exist in this world

A thought crossed my mind, indeed! The ghost kiss is a kind of spell, but who cast this spell on me? And what could their purpose be?

Being kissed by a ghost, this is the origin of the name "ghost kiss"

Mr. Meng could no longer bear it; he raised his hand and struck Meng Xiaobai on the head, admonishing, "Be quiet!"

Meng Xiaobai blurted out: "Is it really a ghost kiss? How many ghost kisses have you received? What does it feel like?"

Seeing the veins bulging on Mr. Meng's face, Meng Xiaobai instinctively shrank his head and closed his mouth