Uncle Nine: You were supposed to drive corpses, so you summoned the Monkey King!

The elegant seating area on the second floor of the Yingbin Building in Renjia Town.

Uncle Nine, wearing an ill-fitting short jacket, sat in the innermost seat by the window.

Holding a cup of Biluochun tea in his hand, he glanced at the street below every now and then.

It looks like it's used to guard against thieves.

"Uncle Jiu, who are you looking for, looking around like that?"

Ah Wei, dressed in a security team uniform, walked over, plopped down opposite Uncle Jiu, and casually grabbed a handful of sunflower seeds from the table to crack open.

Uncle Nine coughed twice, looked away, and picked up his teacup to drink water.

"I didn't contact anyone. Just look at the town's security situation. I'm telling you, whatever you do, don't go to the mortuary recently."

Awei spat out the sunflower seed shells and stepped forward.

"I understand, I understand everything."

"Everyone in this town knows that Aunt Sugarcane has moved into the mortuary."

"Everyone's saying, 'Uncle Jiu, this is like an old tree blossoming again; good things are coming soon!'"

Uncle Nine slammed his teacup on the table.

"Nonsense! Who's gossiping outside?"

"My relationship with her was purely platonic, like that of fellow students!"

Awei chuckled to himself.

"Yes, yes, it's the bond between fellow disciples."

"But Uncle Jiu, it's a bit much that you're hiding in the teahouse in broad daylight, not even going home for lunch."

Uncle Nine abruptly changed the subject.

"Enough with the nonsense. Have any unfamiliar faces moved into town recently?"

"Ever since the incident involving Commander Long in the provincial capital, these evil cultivators will definitely not let this go."

Awei sat upright and solemnly.

"Don't worry, my men are checking people at the town entrance every day."

"Even a stray dog ​​from out of town can't escape my eyes."

Uncle Nine nodded, his mind preoccupied with how he would get back to the mortuary to sleep that night.

The backyard of the mortuary.

Lin Chen sat cross-legged on the wooden bed in the side room.

The window was open, and the midday sun shone on me.

Lin Chen rolled out of bed and stretched his limbs.

I pushed open the door and walked into the yard.

As soon as I stepped outside, I saw Qiu Sheng and Wen Cai standing by the well, shirtless, pouring buckets of cold water over their heads.

The icy well water was poured on them, and white steam rose from their skin.

"It's so hot! It's so hot!"

Wen Cai's face was flushed, and there were two wads of bloody cotton stuffed in his nostrils.

Qiu Sheng's eyes were bloodshot.

Lin Chen walked over, put his hands on the pillar, and leaned against it.

"Hey, you two senior brothers, taking a cold shower in broad daylight? How's the Ten-Ingredient Tonic Tiger Penis Soup?"

Qiu Sheng threw down the bucket and looked at Lin Chen.

"Junior Brother Lin, stop making sarcastic remarks."

"Auntie Zhe's medicine is too strong. I've already drunk three buckets of well water, and my stomach is still burning."

Wencai squatted on the ground, clutching his stomach.

"Yes, now when I close my eyes, all I can think about are the girls from Yingchun Pavilion."

"If this burning continues, I'm afraid I won't live to see tomorrow morning."

Lin Chen sneered.

"Serves you right, it's your fault for not practicing regularly, your foundation is too weak."

Have you ever heard of "a body that cannot tolerate strong tonics"?

"If the effects of this medicine don't dissipate, it will cause internal injuries to you sooner or later if it stays inside your bodies."

Qiu Sheng wiped the water off his face.

"No, I need to find a way to vent my anger."

Qiu Sheng leaned close to Wen Cai's ear and whispered.

"Wencai, do you remember what Old Wang, the tofu seller at the east end of town, said?"

"What did Grandpa Wang say?"

Qiu Sheng chuckled.

He said there was a banana grove about ten miles outside the town.

"At night, tie a red thread to a banana tree, with the other end tied to your toe, and light a red candle."

"That way, you can summon the female ghost from the banana grove."

Wen Cai waved his hand.

"Summoning ghosts? Are you crazy!"

"Didn't that Xiao Li drain you dry a few days ago?"

Qiu Sheng patted Wen Cai on the shoulder.

"What's there to be afraid of! Our tempers are so fiery right now; we desperately need some yin energy to balance things out!"

"Master and senior brother are both at the mortuary. If anything happens, just shout."

Wen Cai hesitated.

"But... if Master finds out, he'll definitely break our legs."

Qiu Sheng pursed his lips.

"Master is being driven so far by Aunt Sugarcane that he doesn't even dare to go home. How can he have time to care about us?"

"Are you going or not? If not, I'll go alone. Then you won't get a chance with the pretty ghost."

The image of the girl from Yingchun Pavilion floated into Wencai's mind, coupled with the unbearable heat in his body.

"Go! So be it, die!"

The two sneaked into the morgue to search for red thread and candles.

Lin Chen stood behind the pillar and heard the entire conversation between the two.

shook his head.

"Those two idiots, they never learn their lesson."

"Female ghosts aren't so easy to summon. The banana grove is filled with yin energy; who knows what kind of monster might be summoned?"

Lin Chen originally intended to just beat the two of them up and be done with it.

On second thought, I'll go to the provincial capital and fight to the death, while these two will enjoy themselves at home.

If we don't teach them a lesson, they'll cause trouble later.

Lin Chen turned and walked towards the east wing, then knocked on the window of Master Simu Dao.

"Master, are you awake?"

The window was opened, and Master Si Mu, dressed in his undergarments, yawned.

"What's wrong, Lin Chen? You're disturbing my peaceful sleep in broad daylight."

Lin Chen pointed towards the front yard.

"Qiu Sheng and Wen Cai felt they had lived too long, so they went to the banana grove outside town to summon ghosts."

Master Simu perked up.

He had just broken through to the early stage of the Earth Master realm and was worried about having no one to practice on.

A few days ago, I fought that flying zombie king in the provincial capital. I was completely overwhelmed and felt very frustrated.

"Oh? These two kids have gotten quite bold."

Master Simu rubbed his hands together.

"Let's go! Let's go join the fun!"

"This is a good opportunity to test my skills as a geomancer."

Lin Chen curled the corners of his mouth into a smile.

"Alright, let's follow them and see what tricks they can pull."

Night falls.

While Aunt Zhe was cooking in the kitchen, Qiu Sheng and Wen Cai slipped out of the mortuary.

The two of them, carrying red thread candles in their arms, ran straight to the edge of town.

On the rooftop a few dozen meters behind.

Lin Chen and Daoist Simu followed silently.

Master Four Eyes carried the Crimson Thunder Sword on his back.

"Lin Chen, do you think there really are spirits in that banana grove?"

Lin Chen watched the backs of the two people in front of him.

"Banana trees are inherently prone to attracting negative energy and gathering evil spirits."

"These past few years have been filled with war and chaos, many people have died, and the atmosphere is heavy with yin energy."

"It would be strange if that place didn't produce something special."

Ten miles outside the town, there is a banana grove.

There is no moon tonight.

A night breeze blew by, and the broad banana leaves rubbed against each other, making a rustling sound.

Qiu Sheng and Wen Cai stumbled into the woods.

It was pitch black all around, and the air was chilly.

Wencai grabbed Qiusheng's arm.

"Qiu...Qiu Sheng, shall we go back?"

"There aren't any pretty female ghosts in this place, but there are a few wild wolves."

Qiu Sheng felt uneasy.

The effects of the Tiger Penis Soup, a potent tonic, hadn't worn off yet, and I felt hot all over, so I stubbornly mustered up my courage.

"Since we're already here, wouldn't going back be a wasted trip?"

"Hurry up, find a thicker banana tree."

The two found a lush banana tree in the middle of the woods. The trunk was thicker than a thigh, and the leaves were so green they were almost black.

Qiu Sheng took out a red candle from his pocket, lit it with a match, and stuck it into the soil at the base of the tree.

The candlelight illuminated an open space within a few meters.

"Where's the red thread? Take it out."

Wen Cai shakily pulled out a ball of red thread.

Qiu Sheng snatched it away and tied one end of the red thread tightly to the trunk of the banana tree.

"Alright, take off your shoes."

Wen Cai was stunned for a moment.

"Who's taking off their shoes?"

Qiu Sheng glared at him.

"Nonsense, of course you're the one who should take it off! Do you expect me, the senior, to be the bait?"

Wencai shook his head frantically.

"No way! I'd rather die than do it! What if some ugly monster comes along and bites my foot?"

The two argued under the banana tree.

In the end, they could only resolve it by playing rock-paper-scissors.

"Rock, paper, scissors!"

Qiu Sheng produced a cloth, and Wen Cai produced a stone.

Wen Cai looked at his fists, feeling like crying but having no tears.

"Hurry up, hurry up, take off your shoes!"

Qiu Sheng urged him on, forcibly tying the other end of the red thread to Wen Cai's right big toe.

"Just lie here. When you feel the red thread tighten, that means the female ghost has arrived."

"I'll hide in the bushes nearby. I'll come out and save you immediately if anything happens."

After saying that, Qiu Sheng dashed into a pile of weeds not far away.

Wencai lay alone under the banana tree.

It was very quiet around, and the flame of the red candle flickered back and forth in the night breeze.