Yin Shou Shu

Chapter 343 I'm too ashamed to face him

Mo Li's question instantly stunned Ran Jianfei, who was pleading.

Find Xiaoxia...

These words seemed to have restored some of his senses.

His eyes seemed to brighten for a moment.

Ran Jianfei, who had been making a ruckus, suddenly fell silent.

Clearly, Mo Li was still the one who could control him, accurately targeting the person this fool cared about most.

His deceased wife was someone he could never let go of even after he lost his memory.

Seeing that Ran Jianfei had calmed down, Mo Li smiled and pressed his advantage, saying, "Alright, that's enough. Uncle Ran, you stay home and watch TV, keep the door closed, and don't run around."

"We'll be back soon."

"Once we catch the ghost, we can help you find Xiaoxia."

Be good at home by yourself, okay?

Mo Li's gentle, smiling tone was exactly like coaxing a child.

Although she was only a seventeen-year-old girl, her gentle smile at this moment gave her a radiance like that of a mature mother.

Seeing Mo Li like this, Ran Qing couldn't help but be stunned for a while.

Ran Jianfei then fell silent and stopped stopping the three from leaving.

But just as the three of them stepped out of the house and were about to lock the door, the mentally challenged middle-aged man suddenly spoke.

"...You...you must not go to catch ghosts."

The mentally challenged middle-aged man spoke hesitantly and fearfully.

Seeing the three of them looking at him at the same time, Ran Jianfei shrank back in fear and whispered, "...I know a place with ghosts, ghosts that have been captured."

“Once you go there, you won’t need to catch ghosts.”

"Ghosts are scary, but ghosts that are locked up are no longer in danger."

"I'll take you to get it, and we can take it home. Then we'll go find Xiaoxia together..."

Ran Jianfei's sudden words startled all three people present.

Mo Li looked surprised: "Uncle Ran, you... know about ghosts that have been captured? Where are they? Who captured them?"

Ran Jianfei, who was in a daze, paused for a moment, scratched his head, and seemed to be trying to think.

But after thinking for a while, he shook his head dejectedly.

"...I don't remember, I only remember that the ghost was locked in a jar and there was no danger."

"It seems...it seems it was prepared for someone..."

"But for some reason, it didn't get delivered..."

"And then I stayed there..."

Ran Jianfei spoke haltingly, his thoughts also fragmented.

At this moment, he was like an old, malfunctioning machine trying to function normally.

However, after being powered on, it always sputters and lags.

Ran Qing and the other two exchanged glances, and finally Ran Qing nodded and said, "Then you can take us there."

Ideally, you'd have a ghost that you can obtain without taking any risks.

Although Ran Jianfei was a corpse refiner, perhaps for some reason, he had also come into contact with raising ghosts?

There are indeed ways to raise ghosts in the world.

Ran Qing and the other two rode their motorcycles out together, taking Ran Jianfei with them.

Following Ran Jianfei's directions, they quickly rode their motorcycles out of Yue Zhao City and arrived at Phoenix Mountain on the outskirts of Yue Zhao City.

This area is under development and construction; there are construction sites and gravel everywhere.

They left the construction site and went deep into the mountains, far from the city.

In the distance, one or two small villages can be seen, their lonely glow emanating from the darkness.

Ran Jianfei, holding a flashlight, stood hesitantly on the lush, difficult mountain path, lost in thought.

He would walk for a while, then stop, clearly thinking about how to proceed.

Fortunately, he did find a way and didn't lead the three of them astray.

Gradually, even Ran Qing could vaguely sense the faint, eerie aura in the air. Ran Jianfei walked to a patch of wasteland in the woods, pointed at it, and said, "This is it! There's a ghost buried here. I buried it!"

Ran Jianfei's expression showed a hint of pride as he spoke.

Located on a hillside, this place offers a wide view, with rolling hills in the distance, lush green trees behind, and a winding stream flowing at the foot of the mountain.

Although it was late at night, the scenery here was still beautiful under the dim moonlight.

Ran Qing didn't understand feng shui, but his keen senses as a yin-walker made him notice the abnormality of this place.

The land is filled with a heavy yin and death energy, but it seems to contain other energies that make it less malevolent.

Following Ran Jianfei's instructions, they dug up the small mound of earth that was weighed down by a stone, and sure enough, they unearthed a jar from the ground.

The jar was pitch black, its surface wrapped and sealed with waterproof cloth.

The soil covering it was very fresh, indicating that it had been buried recently.

After tearing off the waterproof cloth, you can see that the surface of the black jar is covered with yellow cinnabar talismans.

It wasn't the kind of scribbled symbols that Ran Qing used, which belonged to the Yin-Yang lineage.

The yellow talisman on it should be a legitimate Taoist edict, and the incantation written in cinnabar is a legible script.

"Imperial decree—to suppress ghosts and dispel evil spirits," Mo Li read aloud the imperial decree from the yellow talisman.

Ran Qing carefully examined the jar, sniffed it, but did not open the lid.

But one thing is certain: there is indeed a ghost locked up inside.

The yellow talisman on the jar can not only suppress ghosts, but also slowly dissolve the evil energy on the ghosts.

Although this method of resolving the problem is certainly not as fast as the medicinal wine infused by a spirit medium.

"Let's go back," Ran Qing said, squatting down and picking up the jar containing the ghost.

Having confirmed the existence of the ghost, he prepared to take it back to Park Road and process it by soaking it in alcohol according to procedure.

When he picked up the jar, the ghost inside immediately became restless.

The entire jar shook violently, and a cold, malevolent aura emanated from it, attempting to affect Ran Qing.

Ran Qing merely snorted coldly, without even needing to use the artifacts of the spirit medium, simply drawing upon the yin energy within her body.

Instantly, a scream came from inside the jar.

The ghost in the jar immediately fell silent.

Ran Jianfei was clearly afraid of Ran Qing, who was carrying the ghost jar.

Although he was very proud when he dug up the jar, as if he had accomplished some glorious feat.

But after the jar was dug out, he immediately hid to the side in fear, still afraid of ghosts.

Mo Li followed curiously and asked, "Uncle Ran, did you catch this ghost? Why did you bury it here? It seems like it was only buried recently... the soil is still fresh."

This is not the way to raise ghosts.

Raising ghosts is all about raising malevolent spirits; the more malevolent aura a ghost possesses, the better.

But Ran Jianfei was clearly using the feng shui of this place to neutralize the evil energy of this ghost... This is very unusual.

Why would he suddenly bury a ghost here out of the blue?

On the dark mountain path, Ran Jianfei was once again stumped by the question. He tried hard to think, but couldn't remember.

In the end, he just shook his head: "...I don't remember, I don't know why I'm buried here."

"It looks like I caught it..."

"I think it was meant to be given to someone... someone who seemed to need a ghost..."

"But I can't remember who that person was..."

Ran Jianfei spoke haltingly, his expression hesitant, as if he himself was not very certain.

But his words surprised the three of them.

The implications of these words, coupled with the recently buried ghost... it's quite obvious who it's pointing to.

Mo Li glanced cautiously at Ran Qing ahead, hesitated for a moment, and then carefully asked, "Then... Uncle Ran, why don't you go and give it to that person? Why keep it buried here..."

On the dark mountain path, even Ran Jianfei, who had become mentally impaired, was stumped by the question.

He seemed unsure how to answer. After a long pause, he finally said blankly.

"It seems... I'm too ashamed to see him..."

(End of this chapter)