The invincible female ghost is a bit love-struck.

Chapter 24: Wuqing Temple again?!

Ok……

Lu Yuan was about to crush the jade pendant when he suddenly stopped.

What if that's not the case?

What if I guess wrong?

You're saying you're like walking a dog, taking it for two trips in one night?

Even if someone treats you very well, don't forget that this is a real, vengeful ghost!

The kind of super fierce person who is full of hostility!

After much deliberation, Lu Yuan carefully put away the warm, white jade domino.

Forget it, let's wait until this job is all done before talking about this.

I will go back to Ningyuan Town and visit her grave to inquire about her.

The key to this matter is to resolve it, not to confirm it.

Even if I find out the truth now, how can I resolve this?

If that's the case, I'll have to open the coffin myself and then figure out a way to help her grow a new tongue and have her eyes repaired.

He was currently empty-handed, possessing neither external possessions nor extraordinary abilities, so calling her over would only add to the awkwardness.

There's no need to rush.

……

When Lu Yuan opened his eyes again, it was already noon.

I was woken up by the cold.

The chill running through his body was a precise reminder to Lu Yuan that it was time to go out and get some sun.

He sat up from his bed. Outside the temple, Wang Cheng'an and Xu Erxiao were gathered around a bonfire.

A small pot was placed on the fire, cooking something, and a wild, meaty aroma wafted in.

"Brother Lu, come quick, dinner's just ready!"

Wang Chengan saw Lu Yuan get up first and quickly greeted him.

Xu Erxiao bent down beside the small pot, picked up a small twig, and stirred the dark liquid inside while excitedly looking at Lu Yuan:

"Brother Lu, come quick, come quick!"

Lu Yuan walked to the temple gate, stood in the midday sun, his pores opened, and he exhaled a long breath of the cold air from his body, feeling a sense of comfort throughout his body.

Lu Yuan leaned closer to the pot and took a look.

Tsk~

Forest frog.

When he first transmigrated, Lu Yuan had a hard time accepting this thing, but now he's gotten used to it.

The main reason is that this thing is easy to find in ponds and rivers in the wild.

Scald the area with boiling water, then wash off the sticky substance. That's it.

Find a pot, put in some soybean paste, drizzle some soy sauce around it, and put all the frogs in to stew. That's it.

It doesn't even require removing the internal organs, which is very convenient.

Simmer for about ten minutes, then uncover and reduce the sauce until it thickens.

This thing looks ugly, but it tastes really good.

Especially now in winter, when forest frogs are at their fattest and most delicious, they are as tempting as a mature woman's plump buttocks.

One bite and the meat is tender and soft, with a slightly bitter aftertaste of offal.

"Okay, you caught quite a few."

Lu Yuan found an empty spot to sit down, took a sniff, and thought, "It smells really good."

The three of them ate over the campfire.

Picking up a plump forest frog, I stuffed it into my mouth while it was still scalding hot, wincing in pain from the heat, yet reluctant to spit it out.

"The last job, is it in Qingniu Village?"

Lu Yuan asked casually as he ate.

After finishing the meat in his mouth, Xu Erxiao freed his hand and glanced at the small notebook he carried with him.

"Yes, it's Qingniu Village again."

"This time, it's said that the villagers had a series of strange dreams. When they woke up, their stomachs were swollen like they were pregnant, and they vomited up undigested offerings."

Wang Cheng'an, holding the bowl, interjected curiously:

"This is new; I've never heard of it before."

"Brother Lu, are they possessed by a hungry ghost?"

Lu Yuan shook his head, his gaze falling on the flickering flames.

"It's hard to say. We'll have to see for ourselves to know the specifics."

When a Taoist priest goes out to make a living, he doesn't simply arrive at a place and immediately start slaying demons and monsters.

In fact, many jobs are shady in a way that's even more shady than they seem.

We need to rely on our experience traveling all over the country, our tools and techniques, to find the root cause first.

If you can't pinpoint the root cause, even if you have the skills of a celestial master, you'll have nowhere to use them.

After eating, Lu Yuan and his two companions shouldered the wooden crates and began their journey.

It's quite a distance to Qingniu Village this time, but there's no need to rush. We can arrive by noon tomorrow.

……

The strange thing in Qingniu Village is that three households in a row are awakened by knocking on their doors every night at midnight.

Upon opening the door, no one was in sight; only a chipped ceramic bowl sat neatly outside the threshold.

The bowl contained undercooked millet rice, with three burnt incense sticks stuck vertically on top.

That night, someone in that family must have dreamed of a short, thin old man wearing a short jacket.

He curled up by his own stove, holding a bowl in both hands, constantly rummaging through the empty bowl.

Upon waking from the dream, the person's abdomen would swell up like a drum, and they would rush to the courtyard to vomit.

The vomit consisted entirely of undigested sacrificial offerings.

For example, pastry crumbs, chicken bones, and even ashes from paper money.

The next morning around 8 a.m., Lu Yuan and his two companions, carrying wooden boxes, arrived at the village monument of Qingniu Village.

Lu Yuan had been to Qingniu Village more than once, and more than twice.

Lu Yuan had to count on his fingers to figure out exactly how many times.

Qingniu Village is nestled against the Taiyin Mountain Range, which stretches for thousands of miles.

The Taiyin Mountains are the granary of the entire area outside the Great Wall, with countless mountain delicacies and abundant resources.

Roe deer and wild deer inhabit the forest, while golden pheasants and other rare birds sing in the stream.

The spiritual flesh that everyone desires mostly comes from the Taiyin Mountains.

Of course, there are countless demons and evil spirits inside.

Qingniu Village is located at the exit of the Taiyin Mountains, and the villagers are often harassed by minor evil spirits.

That's really unlucky.

One out of every three trips Lu Yuan takes is to Qingniu Village.

Arriving here feels just like coming home.

This time, when Lu Yuan and his two companions arrived at the village monument and started walking into the village, their hearts skipped a beat.

White cloths were hung up in the village.

The villagers walking in the distance all had a conspicuous black armband wrapped around their arms.

This is wearing mourning clothes...

We're too late, someone's dead!

Lu Yuan and the other two continued walking into the village with somewhat somber expressions.

Will the three of them regret arriving late?

No, after all, the three of them were already moving very fast, and Lu Yuan's injury didn't delay them at all.

Today they even arrived early in the morning, which is incredibly fast.

If you've done your best, then you won't have any regrets.

But they couldn't help feeling uneasy, since the people in this village were all familiar neighbors to the three of them.

I wonder who was unlucky enough to leave first...

And judging by this formation, it wasn't just one person who left...

Before Lu Yuan and his two companions even entered the village, some villagers saw them from afar and immediately started shouting as if they had seen saviors.

Someone ran quickly toward Lu Yuan and his two companions, offering to help carry their boxes.

Some even turned and ran deeper into the village, clearly to inform the village chief.

"Uncle Li, what's going on in the village?"

Lu Yuan looked at the man with graying hair at the head of the group and asked in a deep voice.

Li Changgui, who was called Uncle Li, sighed heavily, his eyes bloodshot.

"Let's talk about it after we enter the village; it's too complicated to explain in a short time."

Hearing Li Changgui's words, Lu Yuan nodded and said no more.

Scanning the grief-stricken yet numb faces of the surrounding villagers, I knew that this matter was bigger than any other before.

Soon, another large group of people emerged from the depths of the village.

The one leading the group was Chen Fushun, the village chief of Qingniu Village.

Just as Lu Yuan was about to greet him, his gaze passed over Chen Fushun and suddenly sharpened.

A group of Taoist priests followed behind Chen Fushun.

hiss……

It really is a case of enemies meeting on a narrow road!

It's Wuqing Temple again?!

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