The Three Pure Ones' Secret: Expressing Spirit

Seeing that Grandpa Wu looked melancholy, I asked him to continue telling me about his experiences over the years. As he talked, he mentioned how he met that unlucky kid, Lao Fan.

Actually, it was quite a coincidence at the beginning. At that time, he was worried about how to deal with an evil ghost when a boy of twelve or thirteen years old suddenly appeared. This boy seemed to know everything and set up a unique Taoist talisman array of the Three Pure Ones on the ghost's path.

The boy had dealt with a vengeful ghost. Grandpa Wu, seeing that the kid actually understood Taoist concepts of the Three Pure Ones, started chatting with him. Unexpectedly, it turned out the boy lived in the same town. At the time, Fan Biao was in the first year of junior high school, but he was expelled for his aggressive fighting at school. This guy wasn't cut out for school, but he was a natural at being a geomancer, learning everything quickly. His family didn't care about him; he could support himself, so they didn't object. He'd been hanging out with Grandpa Wu for many years, and to this day, Fan Biao even knows more than Grandpa Wu.

I remember Fan Biao telling me that he was a "master," so I became curious and asked Grandpa Wu, "Grandpa Wu, do you know anything about 'masters'?"

After listening, Grandpa Wu pondered for a moment, then said to me, "I've heard of it. Why are you asking? Do you know who my father is?"

I didn't dare say that Lao Fan was a saint, so I said to him, "I've heard Lao Fan mention it, and I'd like to know what the difference is between saints and ordinary people."

Grandpa Wu said he wasn't too sure either, and told me to find out more about it myself later. He then called to ask how Fan Biao's search was going.

I don't know what the two of them said, but soon Fan Biao returned with a large group of people. The group was covered in sweat, and Fan Biao was shirtless, revealing a huge, muscular physique with clearly defined eight-pack abs. I looked at him and saw he looked like a bodybuilding coach, then touched my own skinny frame.

As Fan Biao wiped the sweat from his brow with his short-sleeved shirt, he said, "I found a good spot. Old Wu, ask the Qiu family if it's their land. If not, tell them to come back tomorrow and we can discuss it properly. The location is excellent; I guarantee their fortune won't be affected in the next few years."