Chapter 3: The Dry Well in the Deep Mountains

He took out his watch to check the time; there was still quite a while until the agreed time of 12:00. Feeling bored, Lin Xiaofeng sat down under the tree and closed his eyes to sleep.

I can hardly hold it in any longer. The chubby man showed no intention of paying attention to Lin Xiaofeng and ran away swiftly

Forget it, I might as well play the ghost myself

He picked up the white coat from the ground and sighed, "Fine, let it be a disguise."

A青石板 still covers the dry well, and as Lin Xiaofeng approached, he was surprised to find that a symbol was engraved on the青石板.

Lin Xiaofeng suppressed the urge to catch a solitary ghost to scare Wang Mu Yang and the others, putting on the white coat, unsure of whether he truly resembled a ghost or not

At this moment, who would act like a coward in front of their goddess?

Although the plan is clichéd, its effectiveness will undoubtedly be greatly enhanced when placed in this cemetery

Although the ancestral hall belongs to the category of yang houses, it is a place for placing corpses. A yang house that accommodates the deceased is not an ordinary place of malevolence

Lin Xiaofeng noticed Huang Pangzi giving him a wink, and he nodded in understanding

Wang Mu Yang also mustered his courage and stammered, "Who, who is the coward? Sleep is just sleep. I have even slept in a graveyard, so what does it matter if I sleep in this ancestral hall?"

At this moment, Lin Xiaofeng was squatting by the small grove outside the funeral home, a cigarette dangling from his mouth, cursing: "Damn it, catching a ghost is easier than having to impersonate one?"

A group of people was in an uproar for a while, and finally, Xiao Lili spoke up, saying that everyone here is educated and how can they believe in feudal superstitions? One should be a staunch atheist

As soon as Xiao Lili opened her mouth, whether one was willing or not, it was certain that everyone would definitely stay at this mortuary tonight

When he saw Wang Mu Yang's expression, he made up his mind that tonight he would scare this bastard to death, and he would take his surname.

Lin Xiaofeng could no longer sit still. He had not brought any magical tools with him, and if Huang the Fatty were to release whatever was in the dry well, it would be troublesome

In order to pursue Xiao Lili

"Hmm." Wang Mu Yang glanced at Lin Xiao Feng, replied softly, and wore an expression of indifference.

Having spoken, he strode away, returning to the place where he had previously discarded his white coat

Suppressing Evil Spirit Talisman? Lin Xiaofeng crouched by the dry well, glanced at the talisman, and shook his head slightly; such a thing cannot be opened.

What just happened was merely the first act, the second act involves Lin Xiaofeng playing a ghost to scare people, and then Huang Pangzi comes to the rescue of the beauty

Upon thinking of this, Lin Xiaofeng felt a sudden headache, and then he glanced at a white lab coat nearby

Things that can be suppressed by talismans are not simple

This is the work uniform of the village doctor, which was previously stolen by the fat man who secretly infiltrated the village

Lin Xiaofeng wiped his nose and thought to himself, not knowing who had just screamed in fright upon seeing the funeral home.

During the five years that Lin Xiaofeng followed Master Mao, it was not like other students who merely studied and wrote; instead, he traveled extensively with Master Mao, acquiring a comprehensive knowledge of the esoteric arts of the Daoist tradition.

In theory, this ancestral hall is indeed not suitable for sleeping, and this has little to do with being timid or not, but rather with the distinction between yin and yang

Lin Xiaofeng looked at Wang Mu Yang and the others as they returned, rubbing his hands together as he approached: "You are back? Was the sunset beautiful?"

As Lin Xiaofeng turned to leave, a woman's voice came from the dry well: "Help me."

If one encounters a real ghost, is it still necessary to pretend?

How could there be a woman singing in the deep mountains and forests in the middle of the night

Upon realizing this, he hurriedly chased after it

Suddenly, the sound of a woman's singing reached Lin Xiaofeng's ears

By nightfall, although each had previously spoken boldly, this is after all a mortuary, and at night, it feels rather eerie.

He does not sleep deeply; this is a habit he developed while following Master Mao to capture demons.

It is unclear whether the story of the yellow chubby man is simply too captivating or for some other reason, but others did not notice that Lin Xiaofeng was not in this room of the mortuary.

"Act tough with me, and I'll scare you to tears later," Lin Xiaofeng muttered.

A group of people gathered in the middle of the ancestral hall, lighting a bonfire. About ten individuals sat around the fire, engaged in conversation.

When Huang Pangzi tells a story, he captivates everyone, leaving them in a daze, each one listening intently to the tale.

These people, upon seeing the charity hall, immediately changed their expressions, especially Wang Mu Yang, who trembled all over and angrily shouted: "What does this mean? We came to deliver supplies to them, and instead, we are being made to sleep in the charity hall?"

After putting on the white coat, a figure suddenly appeared in front of him, startling him.

Lin Xiaofeng thought to himself, not to mention pretending to be a ghost, even if he were to actually catch two lonely souls or wild ghosts to scare people, it would not be too difficult a task

Lin Xiaofeng stopped in his tracks and turned to the dry well, saying: "You might as well stop your futile struggles; if you were carrying a magical artifact, I would have dealt with you by now"

Lin Xiaofeng thought of this and smiled, then immediately took off the white coat he was wearing

"What the hell, who is it?" Lin Xiaofeng looked and was surprised to see Huang Pangzi.

Under the moonlight, Lin Xiaofeng followed the sound of the song and arrived at a dry well

The singing voice comes from this dry well

Although pretending to be a ghost made Lin Xiaofeng feel somewhat embarrassed, the thought of Wang Mu Yang being scared to the point of crying for his parents brought him a sense of secret delight

He opened his eyes, looked around, and the singing came from deep within the woods

"Hey, don't go over there!" Lin Xiaofeng suddenly came to his senses and shouted urgently

The chubby man looked somewhat pale, clutching his stomach as he said, "I have a stomachache, I need to use the restroom first"

A group of people returned, lively and animated, discussing how beautiful the sunset had just been

Lin Xiaofeng pondered to himself that with his master's temperament, he would likely be directly expelled from the sect.

The chubby man, unable to contain himself, ran towards the direction of the dry well.

Thinking of this, he cautiously moved closer to the place from which the singing was coming.

Lin Xiaofeng secretly chuckled to himself, what a boast this is

After speaking, one must roll up their sleeves, intending to rush into the village to reason with the villagers

Lin Xiaofeng was startled by Huang Pangzi and couldn't help but ask in disbelief, "What are you doing here instead of preparing to be a hero and save the beauty inside?"

Lin Xiaofeng saw his expression and felt displeased. He had been contemplating whether to follow through with the bad idea proposed by the fat man, as it seemed rather detrimental to do so.

Lin Xiaofeng hurriedly gestured to the inside of the house, and the prepared Huang Pangzi came out, loudly saying: "If you're a coward, just go! The conditions in the village are just like this, arranging a place to shield from the wind and rain is not easy either. Wang Mu Yang, why are you being so picky? What do you mean by that?"

"Still trying to pull my arm, do you want to go beat up the village chief?" Huang Fatty shouted loudly, "Anyway, I don't believe in any ghosts. Those who are timid and cowardly can just roll away by themselves."

Now you are pretending to be a tough man with iron bones

The sky quickly darkened, and Xiao Lili, Wang Mu Yang, and others who went to the mountain top to watch the sunset soon returned

But what is the purpose of the people who have come this time

Not to mention whether wearing these tattered clothes can scare anyone, in the past, when I followed my master and traveled across the north and south, capturing ghosts and exterminating demons, I had gained a bit of fame. Would my master and the others know that I was scaring ghosts while wearing a white coat?

At this moment, Huang Pangzi smiled and said to Wang Mu Yang and the others: "Have you ever seen a ghost? I tell you, my ancestors for three generations have all been Taoist priests who captured ghosts and exorcised evil spirits..."

Let me tell you something. Lin Xiaofeng turned around and pointed at the ancestral hall behind him: "We just cleaned up a bit, and as a result, we swept away the dust on this plaque, revealing that this is actually an ancestral hall. I thought we could discuss when you return whether we should inform the village chief and ask for a different room."