Folklore: The baby starts the game, and the mother takes off her painted skin

Chapter 16: Nurturing Spirituality [Seeking Follow-up Reading]

If we ignore age and only consider height, Liu Bai is probably a little kid of six or seven years old now.

At such a young age, she looks almost eight or nine years younger than them.

So naturally, no one was willing to take action. If they won, they would lose face, but if they lost...then their names would probably go down in history.

Liu Tie also saw Liu Bai and said quickly, "You have to fight for their beds. Only those who win the fight can sleep on the bed. If you lose, you can sleep on the floor."

After he said that, he pointed to the place behind Liu Bai.

Liu Bai looked back and noticed that there were a few pieces of tattered linen spread out in the corner, and several people were stepping on them with their shoes on.

So that's also a sleeping position?
Looking at this group of teenagers who were no more than half-grown, Liu Bai really had no intention of fighting, so he glanced at Liu Tie who was lying on the ground, and then glanced at Qiu Qianhai who was sitting on the bed with an arrogant look on his face... He turned around and walked out.

Behind me came the laughter of the group of teenagers, saying things like "If you can't stand it, go home and drink your milk" and "Why are you making trouble here at such a young age?"

Liu Bai went straight to Mr. Ma's room, but as soon as he entered the room, he smelled a foul smell.

Master Ma, who was reading a picture book of little people, stuffed the book into his bed as soon as he saw him come in, and glared at him, "What else is going on?!"

Liu Bai spread his hands and said, "It stinks. I can't sleep. I can only inconvenience you, Master."

At such a young age, Liu Bai is already an expert in hermaphroditism.

Master Ma was stunned, but he could naturally understand what Liu Bai meant.

But over the years, Liu Bai was the first one who complained that the environment was too bad and came to him to fight for territory and residence.

He also became interested and crossed his legs.

"Okay, okay, he is indeed a young master who enjoys a noble life."

He glanced around and pointed at the chairs, "Put them together. You'll stay there tonight."

"Row."

Liu Bai wasn't too picky... Well, the main problem was Master Ma's bed. He couldn't sleep after seeing it.

The quilt is covered with mold and black spots. How dare you sleep here?!
……

But the next day, when those half-grown boys were already practicing boxing in the yard, they suddenly saw Liu Bai swaggering out of Master Ma's room.

The looks in their eyes... were so glaring that they forgot about boxing.

They really thought yesterday afternoon that Liu Bai had been scared away by them and had gone back to look for his mother, but now it seems... that he has gone to live with Master Ma?!
Whose son is this anyway?

In the past, anyone who got a little close to Master Ma’s room would be picked up and beaten by him.

But now, this person can actually spend the night in there?

For a moment, they looked at Liu Bai with eyes full of curiosity.

Soon Master Ma came out from the side again, saw them, glared at them and said, "You don't want to practice anymore, right? If you don't want to practice anymore, then get out of here, you bastards."

Seeing the domineering Master Ma, Liu Bai naturally recalled the timid look he had shown when he asked for help from Madam Liu.

But I can only think about it, I can't say it. Now I have to rely on him to nourish my spirituality.

So, in full view of everyone, Liu Bai, the young man who had spent a night in Master Ma's room, was taken out again by Master Ma.

Seeing this, the young men who were boxing couldn't help but speculate.

"Whose son is this little brat?"

"Could it be the illegitimate son of this Ma Dazui?"

"No, I heard from the newcomer Liu Tie that this guy is from the town... By the way, isn't Da Huang going home tomorrow? Just ask him and you'll know."

"..."

Liu Bai followed Master Ma out of the yard and went straight to a small path to the west.

"This way." Master Ma, still holding his old pipe, warned: "After entering the old woods, try not to talk if you can."

"Even if you want to say it, you have to speak softly, understand?"

It’s time to go into the mountains again. Last time I followed the Painted Skin Ghost Mother, and this time I’m following Master Ma. Liu Bai nodded vigorously.

"Also, if you hear someone calling your name after entering the mountain, you must not turn back, and you must not agree, because that person might be a beautiful snake that wants to kill you."

Liu Bai thought of the one he saw on the other side of the river in the town.

"Also, you can't just sit down in the old woods. Even if you want to sit, you have to sit on the ground. You can't sit on some old wooden stakes."

"Last year, there was a young man from Shilipu who was learning boxing from me. He just wouldn't listen and went into the mountains and sat on an old wooden stake. As a result, he was ripped out of his intestines by that evil creature on the spot. I couldn't save him. Even if I killed the old wooden stake with my last breath, what would it matter? A dead person is dead."

Master Ma spoke very quickly, as if he wanted to finish what he was saying before entering the woods.

In fact, it was true. As soon as he set foot into the woods, his mouth shut.

Liu Bai followed in, and at that moment he felt as if the entire forest had come alive.

Immediately afterwards, countless eyes fell on him.

Master Ma said, "Well, now you know how fiercely your stove is burning, right? If you don't use some spiritual power to put out the fire, I guess evil spirits will crawl onto your bed when you sleep at night."

Liu Bai did not answer, but stared around with sharp eyes.

The stones moved, the mice stood up and walked, and even though there was no wind, the willow trees were still twisting their branches.

"Master Ma, are there so many evil spirits in the wild?" Liu Bai couldn't help but ask.

"That's not the case. It's just that there is a Yin meridian not far from here, so the evil spirits are a little more rampant."

"Okay, that thing is almost done."

As Mr. Ma was speaking, he took a step forward. At that moment, Liu Bai only felt a gust of hot wind blowing beside him.

Master Ma strode into the bushes nearby and punched a bundle of hair that was struggling wildly on the ground.

The bundle of hair stopped moving, and then Mr. Ma took off the pipe from his waist, took a puff and exhaled a puff of smoke.

This time the smoke did not dissipate, but turned into a long white chain that locked the bundle of hair.

"come over."

He waved to Liu Bai.

Liu Bai trotted over and already felt something was wrong.

"Lie down and hold me."

"what?"

"Ah what? Do you still want to cultivate your spirituality? This is the thing that can save your life now." Master Ma glared.

"No." Liu Bai was shocked. "I thought... I thought what you meant by nurturing spirituality was to find a place with a lot of spirituality and let me stay there, but... but what about you?"

Liu Bai originally wanted to say, instead of holding this thing, I might as well go back and hug my Painted Skin Ghost mother.

But this was also what puzzled him.

If it is true that one can increase one's spirituality by living with evil spirits day and night, then one's own spirituality should be very high.

But how could this be possible... Could it be that my mother has sealed off her own ghost energy?
Liu Bai could only guess this.

"Oh, do you really take your young master's life seriously? There are places like that, in the Yin Veins. If you have the ability, ask your old lady to take you to find a Yin Vein."

I don’t know if he was angered by Liu Bai’s words, but Master Ma sneered and glared at him:
"Grandpa, this is the only method I have. You can use it if you want!"

Liu Bai looked at the bundle of dirty, messy and smelly hair on the ground, and finally lay down reluctantly.

(End of this chapter)