Chapter 87

Just as we had sent off the blood corpse, a group of ghosts arrived, and their numbers were astonishingly large. It started raining, and the corpse-repelling powder turned into a stream, merging into the rice fields, making the 200,000 yuan go down the drain.

The injured brothers were injured, the tired ones were tired, and they all went to sleep.

Lin Feiyu doesn't have the ability to see yin and yang, but he specializes in dealing with blood corpses. Liu Fangyuan has some knowledge of large formations, but he hasn't figured out his own family's formation yet.

Senior Brother Hai has experience with all sorts of things, but when he studied the Yin-Yang Dao, he chose a method specifically for escaping. As for me, I naturally attract ghosts and have countless enemies, with karmic retribution never failing to catch up.

Yao Long said I might have a tough night. He said he would return with tools at dawn, but I think I'll be done for before then.

"Xijun! Song Wanyi! Heimao Hou!" I called out, gathering all the ghost generals here. Facing so many wandering spirits, I was afraid. There might even be a blood corpse hiding behind them. How could that be fun?

The first to arrive was Heimao Hou. It ran incredibly fast, as swift as lightning, and its body was as large as a bear. I hugged its big head and patted it hard.

Heimao Hou was very obedient. Before it died, it was as light as a feather, and the Wang family treated it like an animal, a tool, beating it mercilessly and using it for blood sacrifices when necessary, leaving it with deep resentment.

But after death, it had a half-master like me who treated it well, so it tried its best to be good to me.

Song Wanyi then floated over, her expression still elegant. When she looked at me, there was a subtle emotion in her eyes. After going through life and death together multiple times, we were no longer as distant as before. Every glance and smile was natural.

Xijun arrived last. She probably ran out to eat some ghosts just now. She was wearing a red dress and looked as beautiful as a flower. When she saw me, she wanted to hug me, but since I was petting Heimao Hou's head, she didn't dare come over.

Heimao Hou inherited Song Wanyi's temper and didn't get along with Xijun. It would wrinkle its nose when it saw her, and Xijun would always look at me pitifully. I couldn't do much about it.

Lin Feiyu and Liu Fangyuan had only slept for half an hour. When they heard me calling, they ran out. Looking at the rain pouring down, their faces turned pale, and they sighed at each other.

"Ah, 200,000 yuan, just like that. I thought it would last for a few more days, but now it's gone in less than an hour," Lin Feiyu exhaled heavily.

"200,000 yuan... I could have trained many apprentices. What a pity," Liu Fangyuan said sadly, looking around. The rain wasn't too heavy, but it wasn't too light either. The corpse-repelling powder was definitely ruined, but it didn't obstruct the view.

Seeing the two seniors so upset about the 200,000 yuan, I felt very low. Noticing that Senior Brother Hai hadn't come out, I asked, "Is Senior Brother Hai okay?"

"He's fine, just sleeping," Lin Feiyu said, looking at the surroundings and drawing a sharp breath. There were too many ghosts. He didn't believe they weren't driven here by someone. He estimated that all the ghosts within a few dozen miles had been driven here.

"We've been set up. All the ghosts around have been driven here. Senior Brother Hai said earlier that tonight wouldn't be peaceful. Someone is interfering with your fate. He couldn't calculate it, and even trying to calculate it made him spit blood. It's a dead end," Liu Fangyuan said, his face pale with fear. "Ah, if she were here, this situation might not be so difficult to resolve..."

"Old Liu, who are you talking about?" I couldn't help but give Liu Fangyuan some hope. From his words, it seemed he knew someone before. Could this be the reason for his melancholy?

"A woman who suddenly stayed here. I don't know her age or identity, only that her name is Zhang Yi. She's a master of talismans, incredibly powerful," Liu Fangyuan's face showed an indescribable expression.

"Old Liu, a woman whose age and identity you don't know, and you let her stay here? Are you kidding me? A master of talismans? What kind of joke is this?" Lin Feiyu's face was cold as he scanned the surroundings and looked at the sky, seemingly thinking that the attack hadn't started yet, so he decided to listen quietly.

"Really, I'm serious. That night, it was also a rainy night. She suddenly appeared on the road near my temple. I saw her use a paper talisman to easily dispel a powerful ghost without chanting a spell. If she's not a master of talismans, what is she? Do we have that kind of ability? Later, I saw her sleeping outside, so I invited her to my temple to take shelter from the rain," Liu Fangyuan said, looking at the opposite road, his thoughts drifting far away.

"Oh, that's why you were always looking at that road. So you're still thinking about her even now? Good guy, just that much spirit, hehe. Let me guess, you started to like her and wanted to spend your old age with her, but you didn't dare to say it?" Lin Feiyu laughed sarcastically.

"Can you believe me or not? I'm serious! She was very kind, except that she didn't like to speak much. During the ten days she stayed, she cleaned the house, cooked for me when I came back, and even washed my clothes. I didn't say much, but I was deeply moved. No woman has ever taken care of me like that in my life," Liu Fangyuan said, staring ahead.

"Was she very beautiful? And skilled in Daoist arts, so you liked her?" Lin Feiyu teased.

"Nonsense, she wasn't beautiful at all, and she was even disabled. And Lin Feiyu, do you think I'm the kind of person who likes young girls? We're all in the same age group. I just liked her, and you don't understand anything," Liu Fangyuan pushed Lin Feiyu away.

"Alright, alright, I know you're noble," Lin Feiyu laughed, patting his old friend on the shoulder. "What happened later? Did you kick her out for not paying rent?"

"Get lost." Liu Fangyuan snorted and continued, "She went out every market day. One time, she didn't come back. I waited for half a year, but she never returned."

"No wonder you developed the habit of looking at the road. Old Liu, I didn't expect you to have such a story in your old age. You never mentioned it when we drank tea," Lin Feiyu felt a bit sorry for his old friend and didn't say anything to discourage him.

"She's gone, what's there to say? She was just staying for a while, not planning to stay permanently," Liu Fangyuan said.

"Old Liu, it hasn't been that long, three or five years. Maybe Aunt Zhang will come back," I said, trying to comfort him, even though I couldn't really contribute much to the conversation.

"Xia, do you think I have three or five years left?" Liu Fangyuan sighed, pointing to his pale face.

"Of course you do, living to a hundred isn't out of the question," I said, though I could see that Liu Fangyuan's condition was poor, I denied his words. I hoped good people would live long.

"There are more and more of them. It looks like someone is driving all the ghosts within a dozen miles here," Lin Feiyu pointed to the large group of ghosts in front.

"Xijun, go eat the ones blocking the road," I said, seeing that the ghosts couldn't enter due to the formation but were blocking the road. I sent Xijun to eat them all.

Xijun immediately flew out, eating the ghosts one by one, clearing a path. However, more and more ghosts appeared, as if someone was driving them here, which made me very anxious.

"The yin energy outside is already very strong. If there are more, my formation might not hold. I should summon the blood flag in advance."

Liu Fangyuan pondered and returned to the main hall. He lit some incense and bowed three times before the ancestral master. Then he took out a large red flag from a box in front of the ancestral master.

The flag was blood red, as tall as a young man. Liu Fangyuan held the flag in his right hand and the flagpole under his left arm, walking steadily toward us with a fierce gaze.

If it weren't for his frail body and pale face, Lin Feiyu and I would have thought it was Guan Yu!

Liu Fangyuan shouted, "In the clear and the dark, the soul descends, the talisman formation borrows the method, the great flag!"

I opened my yin-yang eye and saw a red light burst from the main hall. Liu Fangyuan's flag seemed to borrow power, burning with energy!

Liu Fangyuan quickly walked to the large formation outside and began sweeping in all directions, repelling the ghosts. Every time the red flag swept, the ghosts were turned to ashes!

Xijun was eating the ghosts and quickly moved aside when she saw Liu Fangyuan. I thought the red flag was truly powerful, even repelling Xijun. If I had one, I wouldn't be afraid of any ghosts.

"The ancestral master of the Four Small Immortals Temple is in charge, and even a hundred ghosts dare to come at night. The old man is angry. See that? It's the great flag passed down by the ancestral master of the Four Small Immortals. As long as we stay within the formation, we're safe. Old Liu can borrow the method within the formation without needing blue talismans, salt, or blood. He's almost invincible!" Lin Feiyu watched his old friend walk out, his blood boiling.

"That's the great formation! Indeed powerful." The gloom in my heart instantly dissipated. If I could set up such a super formation at my home, I wouldn't be afraid of any ghosts.

"That's not all. Call your ghost back. It's not good if it gets hit by the flag. Didn't you see your senior brother come here and sleep soundly? He's at ease," Lin Feiyu said.

"I see." I nodded and called Xijun back.

Xijun returned to me. I checked the time; it was a little past 4:30. The yin energy outside should be very strong, but we couldn't feel it inside the formation.

Boom.

A thunderclap echoed from the distance. I looked up, and the clouds were gathering.

The sky was clouding up. Was someone trying to borrow the lightning?

Boom!

As I thought, a bolt of lightning struck a tree in the nearby forest, setting it on fire. I shrank back and looked at Lin Feiyu, who was also pale. "They're here. The opponent isn't someone to be trifled with. They've locked onto this location and are planning to attack the Four Small Immortals Temple!"

"It might be that old man Wu Zhenghua. I'll go call the senior brother out!" I thought about who could borrow lightning and wondered if it was Wu Zhenghua, who had forgotten his lesson.

"The opponent doesn't seem to be alone. This is going to be tough," Lin Feiyu clenched his fists.