C17 Yin-yang

I looked at the woman in front of me. I had liked her since I was young. She would give me good food and help me out of trouble.

To be honest, when I was young, I always had a decision. When I grew up, I would definitely ask Uncle Zhou for a marriage.

He had never expected that what happened three years ago would happen so suddenly. Zhou Ling, who had been sent to the town to study, actually ran into a hoodlum on the way.

This is the reason why I agreed to be seduced by her. I loved her when she was alive, but she was the only one. That's why I'm so conflicted.

But was she really a ghost now? Other than the fact that my touch on her cheek was cold, she was no different from a normal person.

I swallowed and undid the first button of her dress.

Soon the buttons were undone, and she lay half naked in front of me without any reaction.

I cupped her head in my hands, and her hair cut through my fingers like a blade, soft as the wind.

My lips touched hers, cold and soft.

I knew that the drunkard had asked me to do this because he wanted me to give her my virginity, but even if I did, I wouldn't be able to recover for at least two days.

But even so, as long as she isn't scared out of her wits, I like her when she is alive. After she dies, she might just stay in my body.

I wrapped my arms around her and felt my body heat being taken away.

The water below the platform stirred up a small wave that hit the body and felt as if it had dropped to zero.

When she was done, she opened her eyes and looked at me. She called out to me, "Husband," but I interrupted her.

Because her body is too weak now, and I am unable to support myself, so let her put on her clothes first and turn into a blur.

She came back to me, and I didn't hear her say anything very clearly. The sound of it made me feel a little reassured.

I got dressed and ran out of the cave, holding on to the wall.

The drunkard had been sitting on the hill, drinking, and looking in the direction of the village. I walked up behind him, but he didn't turn around.

He held out his hand to me. Drink some wine to warm your body.

I took the gourd and took a sip. The spicy taste of the wine really did spread from my throat all over my body.

"I've heard the Taoist talk about you. You are addicted to alcohol. Other than alcohol, there is nothing that could threaten you." I sat down beside him and set the jug aside.

"Oh? What relationship does that old guy have with you? He even mentioned a lot of things about me in front of you." He smiled at me, then untied a bottle of wine from his belt.

I told him everything about my relationship with the old Taoist and he said that he wanted to meet Ah Tong. Every time he went back to the Taoist temple, he would make some wine for him, so he was extremely fond of him.

I asked him why he had attached Zhou Ling's soul to me.

He picked up a rock and bounced three times on the water. It was because your wine was so good that I forgot how many people at the same table drank it.

It was that simple to let a ghost attach itself onto my body?

He stood up and clapped his hands, saying, "Don't think that it's easy to match Yin. After I mix Yin with Yin and add alcohol, I've slept for a whole day. I'm so tired, I still haven't found you to collect money."

His words suddenly made me choke. I didn't know if I should say it or not.

However, he still kneeled down, "Master, I hope you can take me in as your disciple.

"You brat, you're using this again. Didn't I already say that I won't accept you as a disciple? What's more, I've given you such a beautiful Yin person, are you still not satisfied?" He turned his back on me as he drank.

I kowtowed. "I want you to teach me how to remove Yin. I want to be a normal person again."

He turned and pointed at me.

Perhaps I really did not understand, but my heart was actually very conflicted. After Zhou Ling attached herself to me, she could alleviate my pain, and this would benefit me greatly.

However, she had to bear half of all the injuries I had suffered. This was too unfair for her.

It's not necessarily a bad thing to leave me and become a ghost that has been reincarnated early.

He suddenly struck me in the chest, and my body was too weak to withstand it.

He fell back into the water, and I couldn't understand why he was doing it. I wanted to get angry.

You get me a better wine than this, and maybe I can teach you some furs. "

My anger immediately subsided. I patted the water on my body and agreed.

However, when they looked at each other again, there was a hint of killing intent in his eyes. In a warning tone, he said, "No matter what, do not remove the evil person from your body. This is my only request."

Later on, I realized that the so-called Yin concoction was actually a transformation of the demonic arts.

Ghost Possession.

However, the possession of ghosts was caused by some ghosts with high cultivation experience. They possessed the body of a living person and controlled the consciousness of their host.

However, Yin matching is different. Yin matching is performed by the user. Under certain conditions, the user can guide and possess the host and the Yin person. The possessor will not affect the host's thoughts and consciousness.

Because of the increasing change in the technique, the possessed body would now provide a certain amount of gain to the host body.

Just like Zhou Ling who was attached to my body, she could heal my body.

These kinds of people were commonly known as "Yin Dans".

I also learned the real name of the drunk. The reason he kept changing his name was because his name was too unpleasant to hear.

But there was one question that he didn't answer no matter how much I asked him.

I was particularly curious about what his imp was like.

But he seemed to be keeping me in suspense, saying that he would show it to me when I found some good wine.

The topic shifted to the headless Buddha statue. I asked him what he thought about this matter. Could it really be a ghost?

He waved his hand and said that there were no ghosts in the village with any special cultivation experience. At most, these ghosts could be seen by the naked eye in an illusionary manner.

But to say that the destruction of the Buddha statue was virtually impossible.

Thus, the target was set on the manmade crime. The culprit must be someone from the village, that was clear.

But why did the villagers want to destroy what they had always worshipped? That was equivalent to overthrowing their own faith.

The drunk shook the jug and seemed to be empty again.

He did not have the time to care about this matter. In any case, it had nothing to do with him.

I took him to Uncle Li's house. When Ah Tong saw him, he immediately jumped on him. His messy hair was grabbed by Ah Tong, making him even more unsightly.

I told Uncle Li beforehand that I was only acquainted with him, otherwise Uncle Li would have thought that I had brought back a beggar from somewhere.

Things went on for a few days, but there was no progress. When there was nothing to do at night, Zhou Ling would always come out on her own without my consent.

I asked her what was the matter, and her reason was simply that she wanted to see me.

I don't really hate her that much anymore. Uncle Zhou is already dead. Although he caused a lot of harm, I believe it has nothing to do with her.

In the evenings she would talk to me and tell me everything. She said that she had lived in a small village all her life and she wanted to see the big cities.

She would talk to me about her childhood, and the real intermittent moments were wonderful, but we never mentioned the day of the wedding or the day she committed suicide.

Things seemed to have gone past in the village, but in fact, in the past few days, some bizarre things had happened again. A large portion of the old villagers' Zhao family's ducks had mysteriously died.

The strangest thing is that Pepsi didn't come looking for me.

I don't know what he's been up to these days, but maybe he really is afraid to go out because he promised the mayor and hasn't settled the case yet.

I was standing in the doorway, playing with Ah Tong, throwing pebbles. A child came over and pulled my hand, and I asked him what was the matter, but he didn't say anything.

When I put my ear to his mouth, he told me that their beloved Master Liu had failed to complete the mission within the allotted time.

He had lost all his face in the past two days and didn't dare to leave the village. However, he discovered a particularly suspicious person. It was Luo Man's brother, Luo Song, who was also a villager who raised fish.

Because it rained continuously for a few days, other than him, who usually went to the fish pond, he actually hung around the temple every day.