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Chapter 445 The Republic of China! The Red Demon Escorts the Bride (13) Requesting Monthly Tickets!

Bosch was unaware that he hadn't paid any attention to those diplomatic missions.

I wonder if a ghost tamer was scared to death by his own actions.

Of course, the Japanese side would definitely claim it was a despicable and shameless sneak attack by Zhang Dong.

Little did he know that Matsumoto Ichiro's younger brother, Matsumoto Kenjiro, would personally seek revenge against Zhang Dong more than a decade later.

He led a group of demon tamers into the mainland to carry out the "Hundred Demons Parade" plan.

But even if he knew, he wouldn't care. He'd just let Zhang Dong handle any trouble he might encounter.

It is conceivable that Zhang Dongwudi's name will spread throughout the ghost-taming circles in China and even Asia in a very short time.

However, Zhuang Boshi had no time to concern himself with the chaotic political scene. Instead, he sat with Zhang Dong in the outer harbor of Tianjin, eating hairy crabs and savory crepes, watching various ships come and go on the open sea.

“Mr. Zhuang,” Zhang Dong said softly, his voice filled with confusion.

"Don't be so polite. Didn't you call me 'Uncle' quite fluently before?" Zhuang Boshi waved his hand while munching on a crab leg.

“Uncle Zhuang, the last time I was ten years old, my father took me to Tianjin Port in Beiping, and we came to this port.”

Zhang Dong looked out at the sea and spoke slowly and calmly.

"At that time, he pointed to the warships of the Japanese, Germans, and British and said to me that in the future, he would make foreign warships get out of China. Only by helping President Yuan could the country be saved."

After avenging his great enemy, Zhang Dong did not burst into tears of joy to vent his emotions. Instead, he was very calm and somewhat empty.

"Your father was a patriotic soldier, what a pity," Zhuang Boshi said, putting down the hairy crab and wiping his mouth.

"But in this world, sometimes there is no difference between humans and ghosts. If someone is a ghost tamer who controls a fierce ghost, then they have taken into account the disadvantages of both."

"Humans are more terrifying than ghosts."

"Who knows the wickedness in a person's heart?"

"Sometimes, those who control ghosts are more terrifying than people and ghosts themselves."

“A vengeful ghost will only kill people who follow the rules of killing, but a ghost tamer will try every means to kill people who do not follow the rules.”

“Mr. Zhuang, my father didn’t want me to go down this path. He wanted me to study medicine in Germany, but I believe that studying medicine can’t save China, much less the world.” There was no more confusion in Zhang Dong’s eyes.

“He’s right. The vengeful ghosts will destroy the world sooner or later, if not now, but a hundred years from now. You should learn to become a powerful ghost tamer.” Zhuang Boshi patted Zhang Dong on the shoulder.

"I believe you can give the world an era without vengeful ghosts."

"However, the most important thing now is to enter the Peach Blossom Spring."

At this moment, the wishing ghost had already fallen into Zhuang Boshi's hands.

But the wishing ghost of today is not the wise and fierce ghost of later generations, but a very dull ghost.

The mechanism also differs somewhat from the wishing ghosts of later generations; some puzzle pieces may have been replaced.

Making a wish is simple: just make a wish to the wishing ghost, but the price is the life of one of your loved ones.

Moreover, the more difficult the wish, the greater the price to pay.

Moreover, there is a chance of failure when making a wish. If it fails, the person making the wish and their immediate family members will die instantly.

Their efficiency in wiping out entire families is comparable to that of a scapegoat.

Therefore, you need to consider whether your wish has a chance of coming true before making a wish. A ghost that has no consciousness won't give you a chance to regret it.

It would be more convenient to have a conscious wishing ghost in later generations.

Zhuang Boshi pondered that it couldn't be that after Yuan Xiangcheng's death, the wishing ghost was once again controlled by someone, and that "Great Cleverness" granted him a wish that would allow him to control the wishing ghost's body forever and make wishes without any cost.

In the end, they were forced to raise a vengeful ghost with consciousness.

But that's not necessarily true, since 80% of the world's terrifying ghosts are created by the bizarre and imaginative ideas of ghost tamers.

The combination of many unexpected abilities can lead to unimaginable and terrifying consequences.

Take Yuan Xiangcheng for example. His abilities are superimposed and never run out of life. If he were to become emperor, the millions of people in China would become his "family" to be consumed.

"But now, who will make a wish?"

Zhuang Boshi glanced at Zhang Dong, who looked somewhat embarrassed.

Zhang Dong still has a widowed mother and a younger sister; it's not like we should let him sacrifice his own family first.

Zhuang Boshi can make a wish since he has no ties in this world, but what if the wishing ghost mistakes Zhang Dong for its friend and consumes him? That would be too absurd.

"Chinese pigs, you are all Chinese pigs!"

Just as they were pondering this, they happened to see the swaggering Indians, speaking broken English and wielding batons to drive away some beggars.

They stood in groups on the port, mocking the Chinese workers.

Zhuang Boshi and Zhang Dong exchanged a glance and both showed relieved smiles.

See, the wishing supplies have come over by themselves.

After all, who says you have to make a wish yourself?

The wishing ghost of today is a vengeful spirit without any consciousness.

The vengeful spirits are the most naive; they're much easier to fool than those who control ghosts.

Soon, after consuming a dozen Indians as the price for making his wish, Zhuang Boshi received the response from the wishing ghost as he had hoped.

Unlike the Ghost Cabinet, the Wishing Ghost is not omniscient, at least not at present. It must clearly state its specific actions and purposes.

To enter Peach Blossom Spring, one either needs to encounter a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, such as the opening of the Peach Blossom Spring Ghost Realm, like that fisherman from Wuling.

Or they are villagers from Peach Blossom Spring.

Only villagers are qualified to return to Peach Blossom Spring.

The remaining options are either to charge straight in, but this place is incredibly complex, and we don't know how to proceed.

Since that great demon of Peach Blossom Spring has been able to occupy Peach Blossom Spring for over a thousand years, it must be extremely terrifying.

We still need to figure out the relevant patterns of Taoyuan Village first.

Zhuang Boshi also made a wish to give a ghost coin from the seventeenth year of the Tianbao era.

Unfortunately, that Indian man and his entire family died suddenly, and his wish was not fulfilled.

That era seems to have been filled with great terror.

All other wishes that transcended time also failed, including seeking information about the three so-called gods and ways to seal them away; the wishing ghost said none of them could be done.

The Indians were like balloons constantly exploding at the port.

Failure! Failure!
Still failed!

Enraged, Zhuang Boshi kicked the wishing ghost several times.

It seems that only the ghost cabinet with the wooden bolt could solve his problem. In the end, the wishing ghost could only grant them the identity of villagers from Peach Blossom Spring.

But it's not about directly bestowing it upon them; rather, it's about giving them a way to acquire an identity.

"That wish-granting ghost is such a loser!"

The ghostly wish spread, the light dimmed, and a road appeared before the two of them, somewhat like the road to the Ghost Post Office.

Zhuang Boshi led Zhang Dong onto that road.

After walking for an unknown amount of time, the two arrived at a valley.

The forest was lush and green, but it seemed too dense, blocking out the sun and making the valley very dark.

Mist filled the mountains.

The two were walking on a trade route or the ancient Tea Horse Road, and judging from the traces, no one had passed by for a long time.

"A wishing ghost!!!"

"What do you mean!"

Zhuang Boshi looked at the vengeful ghost nailed to the coffin and said irritably, "What happened to our identities? You sent us to the valley to chop wood?"

Unfortunately, the wishing ghost is no longer able to answer him.

Looking around at the surroundings, Zhang Dong said with some confusion, "In a feng shui arrangement, this is a place of four deadly obstacles, which normal people would avoid at all costs."

"How could anyone use this road as a trade route?"

"Uncle Zhuang, I think this road might not be a road for people to walk on."

"It's very likely the path of ghosts."

Deng!
Suddenly, the sound of gongs and drums rang out.

Dr. Zhuang quickly pulled Zhang Dong back a step and retreated into the shadows.

A lively and joyous atmosphere, filled with music and celebration, drew ever closer.

The mist on that side turned scarlet amidst the joyful sounds.

Several more banners were lowered from the sky!

A crimson mist swept in.

The figures hidden in the red mist suddenly transformed into people dressed in red, with rouge on their cheeks and different hairstyles.

With bizarre, twisted smiles, they scattered pieces of lucky money and cakes, and crowded around a red coffin, hopping and skipping as they approached Zhuang Boshi!

Not only that, but the paper figures behind them were also carrying a red coffin.

Zhuang Boshi took one look and laughed.

He's a seasoned veteran.

The red shady sign seen at the entrance of the old house.

A red demon in motion.

"Something's not right." Zhang Dong was also a little nervous after being hit by the red demon.

"This is the Red Evil. I've heard my mother say that the Red Evil only appears if certain taboos are broken during a happy occasion."

"But this ghost mostly travels along towns. This is the middle of nowhere, not a soul in sight. Where would any good news come from?"

"Moreover, both the sedan chair and the coffin already contained people, so how could this be?"

Zhuang Boshi's sharp eyes swept over the scene: "There's a little girl in the sedan chair, still alive. But there's a dead person in the coffin."

"This is... a formal marriage?"

Zhuang Boshi had already seen inside the coffin a groom whose body was rotting and infested with maggots.

The sedan chair that followed contained a girl who was only seven or eight years old, bound hand and foot, with a white cloth stuffed in her mouth and her eyes covered.

“It’s not a formal marriage,” Zhang Dong shook his head.

“Uncle, look, their red coffin is in the very center, and there is no wedding curtain on the sedan chair, and it is carried by two people. The red coffin should be carried by eight people.”

"The sedan chairs behind them mostly contain girls who are part of the dowry."

"The groom is dead, yet a living little girl is given as dowry." Zhuang Boshi's expression was somewhat strange: "Could this be... a case of marrying into the bride's family?"

This group of evil spirits is going to take this dead person to a certain place to complete a formal marriage, specifically in the form of a son-in-law marrying into the family.

The two, one big and one small, exchanged a glance and began to understand why the wishing ghost had sent them to this horrible place.

The key to obtaining the identity of a villager in Taoyuan Village lies in the male corpse in the red coffin.

"Shall we take action directly?" Zhang Dong was somewhat eager to try.

"No rush, follow them and see where they're going."

Dr. Zhuang gazed into the distance and could already see several kilometers away, beneath that eerie, dark cloud, a ghostly realm hidden deep within.

The wedding procession moved slowly, skipping and hopping along the way, scattering wedding cakes that no one would catch.

Soon the wedding procession approached a river, which was quite strange to find in these mountains.

Even stranger was a black wooden boat, just moored on the riverbank, as if waiting for the Red Demon.

At this point, the playing of instruments and singing stopped.

The children placed the red coffin and the sedan chair onto the wooden boat.

Red Demon then turned around on the spot and continued hopping and skipping away.

The small boat moved automatically without wind and began to go upstream.

Dr. Zhuang and Zhang Dong jumped directly onto the small boat. With just the weight of the two extra people, the boat quickly began to sink, and it looked like the water was about to flood in.

Zhuang Boshi quickly pulled Zhang Dong to levitate in the air, and the small boat immediately floated up again.

“It seems this thing can only carry one person, the person in the coffin,” Zhuang Boshi said.

To Zhang Dong's astonishment, Zhuang Boshi lifted the coffin lid, rummaged through the rotting corpse, and stuffed some things that looked like jade pendants into his pocket.

Then, he casually threw the body into the river.

"This!!" Zhang Dong was shocked.

"Stop talking nonsense and lie down." Zhuang Boshi tapped his forehead.

"You are thirteen years old now, which is old enough to get married. Now, let's experience the wedding process first."

"I...I...I!" Zhang Dong blushed deeply. "I never wanted to get married!"

(End of this chapter)