False evidence

Chapter 488 Food Stall Owner
Seeing my lukewarm reaction, Wang Ben sighed: "It seems I'm really not suited to writing novels; you're not interested in these plots at all."

"Where is Li Meizhi?" I asked directly. I was now convinced that I had been misled again, but my mind wasn't as foggy as it had been yesterday. Now that I was clear-headed, I decided to try to get information out of her through conversation.

"Who is Li Meizhi?" Wang Ben was taken aback.

I stared at him coldly without saying a word. He shook his head, glanced at his watch, pointed to the dishes on the table, and said, "It's almost time. Don't you really want to try this delicious food?"

I remained silent.

"Fine, don't eat it then. You're just unlucky."

Wang Ben looked up at the sky, suddenly stood up, ran to the food stall, picked up a plate of cooked food and poured it into a big pot.

"What are you doing?!" the boss tried to stop him, but he couldn't.

After pouring two large basins of braised food into the pot, Wang Ben pushed away the boss who was about to hit him, and hurriedly pulled off the plastic sheet rolled up to protect the stall from the wind and rain.

"Damn it!" The boss was truly enraged and went over to make a move. But just as he raised his fist, a sudden downpour began.

The rain came without any warning; it started pouring down as soon as it hit the ground.

I had just changed into a dry shirt when rainwater soaked my neck. Instinctively, I jumped up and ran to take shelter under the plastic awning of the food stall.

The boss then realized what was happening, hurriedly pulled the plastic sheeting tight, and ran in with Wang Ben.

Wang Ben took deep breaths, looking at the torrential rain outside, appearing somewhat excited.

He gestured with his chin towards the boss: "Shouldn't you thank me? If those braised meats had gotten wet in the rain, wouldn't you have had to throw them away? Wouldn't you have worked for nothing for three to five days?"

The boss nodded repeatedly, glanced at the large pot that had been covered and moved under the shed, picked up a cigarette box from the side, shook out two cigarettes and handed them to Wang Ben.

Upon closer inspection of the cigarette pack, I was taken aback: Pegasus? Pegasus again?
The boss offered me a cigarette again, but I waved it off and simply said I didn't smoke.

He lit one for himself, took a puff, looked at me, and asked Wang Ben, "Did you know it would rain?"

Wang Ben grinned, revealing his smoky, yellowed teeth: "I'm not a weather forecaster. Besides, how often are weather forecasts accurate? But I really do know when it's going to rain; I'm much more accurate than the weather forecaster. That's because I have a water ghost attached to me. Who can be more sensitive to rain than a water ghost?"

The food stall owner was stunned for a moment, then actually laughed.

He patted Wang Ben on the shoulder and nodded, saying, "I believe what you're saying is true."

Wang Ben laughed loudly: "Haha, you actually believe that! You believe in ghosts?"

"I believe you!" The food stall owner's eyes flashed: "Because you and I are the same kind of people. I also have a ghost inside me."

He took a deep drag on his cigarette: "From the moment you arrived, I could tell you were carrying a ghost, but I never expected it to be a water ghost."

Seeing Wang Ben looking him up and down with 'surprise', he grinned and said, "There are differences between ghosts. They can't always see each other. Moreover, when they attach themselves to a person, they restrain each other and limit the ghost's power. You say the ghost on you is a water ghost, but I'm different. The ghost that attaches itself to me is very special. It has a special name: the filthy ghost."

"A vile demon!" Lu Xin exclaimed in alarm.

I couldn't help but ask in secret, "What is a filthy ghost?" Lu Xin's voice was solemn: "The filthiest ghosts are not only filled with all the filth of the world, but also gather the most evil and filthy desires of people. It is said that even the underworld will not accept such ghosts, so they can only wander in the mortal world. They will not disappear for a hundred years, or even a thousand years, but will only become stronger as they accumulate more filth and evil."

My heart skipped a beat. I glanced at my slightly chubby boss partner and silently asked, "How formidable are they?"

Lu Xin seemed to pause for a moment before saying, "It means it can 'live,' unlike other ghosts that eventually disappear into the mortal realm as their obsessions and resentments dissipate. By the way, I know about the Filthy Ghost because of that woman from the Divine Tuning Sect. She said that the Filthy Ghost has a special ability: it can see all ghosts."

That's because ghosts don't have physical bodies and are theoretically the purest. In terms of senses, ghosts are more sensitive to pure things than anyone else! Xiao Hui... that woman said that many Onmyoji with congenital deficiencies, or those who don't follow the right path and want to take shortcuts, will try every means to raise a ghost.

With an unclean spirit by your side, an ordinary person can essentially open their yin-yang eyes without any cultivation, allowing them to see all kinds of ghosts! When I heard about this, I wanted to coax Xiaohui into getting me an unclean spirit, but she was too upright and said it was an evil practice, insisting on teaching me her sect's numerology. Later, seeing that I really wasn't willing to study diligently, she came up with another way to open my yin-yang eyes.

However, there are still many special ghosts I can't see. If an evil spirit possesses a living person, it's even harder to detect.

"No wonder I felt a special connection with you the moment I saw you; it turns out we're kindred spirits!"

Wang Ben smiled and said to the boss, his eyes revealing a hint of smugness and an indescribable peculiarity as he looked at me.

He glanced at his watch, then suddenly said to the food stall owner, "Brother, since we're kindred spirits, I won't beat around the bush. I've run into some strange things these past few days, and I'm going to investigate tonight. Are you interested in coming along?"

The food stall owner's eyelids twitched: "Now?"

Wang Ben nodded vigorously: "Yes, right now! Not far, just around here."

The food stall owner even showed excitement: "Okay! I'll go with you!"

After saying that, he turned and ran to the side dish cart, bent down and opened the cover in the middle of the cart, pulled out a large bag of things, picked out a two-piece raincoat and put it on.

When I went over to take a look, well, it looked like a pile of junk. Torn raincoats, rain boots, old motorcycle helmets... This big bag seemed to have everything, but it didn't seem to have much to do with running a food stall.

Wang Ben also saw these things clearly. While picking out a long, old-fashioned raincoat and putting it on, he glanced at me and said, "Weren't you looking for number 23? Why aren't you getting ready?"

Although I was completely baffled, I shook my head. I was determined; even if I were misled, I would never touch anything unusual in this 'world.' I didn't want to become trapped, overwhelmed by endless doubts.

The rain was really heavy. I had just changed my shirt, and the outer layer was already soaked through by the downpour. I cursed under my breath: I'm destined to be a damn water ghost!

Before I could finish my internal grumbling, my partner, who was already wearing a raincoat, suddenly reached out his right hand to me over Wang Ben and nodded at me.

His expression was very sincere, and out of politeness, I shook hands with him.

He suddenly laughed, a rather sinister and terrifying laugh, but it wasn't directed at me; rather, he was giving Wang Ben a wicked smile.

Wang Ben visibly shuddered, took two steps back, and looked on with a bewildered expression: "What...what are you laughing at?"

The food stall owner chuckled and said, "I really did see a water ghost, but you weren't possessed by one."

He then gestured with his chin towards me and said, "This guy is the real water ghost!"

(End of this chapter)