I am a fairy in Journey to the West

Chapter 404 The Ghost of the Messy Toilet
It took Pei Jue three or four days to recover from his injuries. When he came out, he smelled a delicious aroma. Upon closer inspection, he found that Zhuang Yan and the temple keeper were sitting there roasting meat.

Looking at the huge pork chop that shone with a golden hue, Pei Jue swallowed hard, but she couldn't reveal her true form, as that would frighten the temple keeper.

Moreover, as the City God, she should maintain a sense of mystery.

In the evening, the temple keeper went back to his room to rest, and Zhuang Yan was now in charge of adding oil and incense at night.

Only then did Pei Jue dare to show himself and ask Zhuang Yan, "Did you eat all the meat of that wild boar demon?"

Zhuang Yan laughed and said, "That's right, it tastes great, it's a pity I didn't save any for you."

"Oh," Pei Jue said, "It's nothing. Thank you so much this time. If you hadn't handed me a knife in time, I might have died at the hands of that wild boar demon."

Zhuang Yan waved his hand and said, "It's nothing, your injury is healed?"

Pei Jue nodded and said, "Alright, my injuries aren't serious, and healing with magic is quick."

Zhuang Yan nodded slightly. Since the Xuan Sect entered the world and various parties divided up the 'Immortal Dao Fruit', the basic realm would naturally change as well.

The complicated realms of cultivation from before have all disappeared. Now, before becoming an immortal, there are only two distinctions: 'Qi Refiner' and 'Body Refiner'.

Qi cultivators inhale and exhale the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, cultivate the five elements internally, embrace the primordial essence and guard the oneness, and cultivate magical power in order to ascend to immortality.

Body cultivators, on the other hand, focus solely on physical cultivation, tempering their muscles and bones in order to achieve physical sainthood and ascend to immortality on the spot.

Pei Jue is a body cultivator, but she was born as a spirit, so she already has two hundred years of martial arts cultivation.

But this time, the wild boar demon she encountered really caused her a great loss.

"This wild boar demon is truly formidable; even with my two hundred years of martial arts skills, I cannot defeat it," Pei Jue said while wiping his Xuan Tie spear.

Zhuang Yan said, "Although you are a demon and have two hundred years of cultivation, you are still a mortal. It is normal that you cannot defeat the wild boar demon."

Upon hearing this, Pei Jue looked at Zhuang Yan with a puzzled expression: "But the pig-slaughtering knife you casually tossed over is clearly just ordinary iron, so how come it's more powerful than my True Artifact Mysterious Iron Spear?"

Zhuang Yan laughed and said, "You should know that everything in the universe has its counterpart, so isn't it normal for a butcher's knife to counter a wild boar spirit?"

“That’s not normal,” Pei Jue said. “I’m not a three-year-old. But since you’re unwilling to say, I won’t ask any more questions, otherwise it would be too impolite.”

Zhuang Yan smiled and said, "Now that your injury has healed, it's time for you to finish the work that's piled up these past few days."

As he spoke, Zhuang Yan handed a slip of paper to Pei Jue. Pei Jue took the paper, glanced at it, and immediately frowned deeply.

Pei Jue frowned and glanced at Zhuang Yan, saying, "I have a question."

Zhuang Yan asked, "What do you not understand?"

Pei Jue pointed to the first line of the note and asked, "This family often bumps their heads and slips when they go to the outhouse. It's obvious that the outhouse is built too low and the ground is too slippery. What does this have to do with me? Why should I have to worry about it?"

Zhuang Yan said, "You don't understand, because you're not human."

Pei Jue stared at Zhuang Yan and asked, "Are you stating a fact or insulting me?"

Zhuang Yan asked in surprise, "Why would I scold you? I was just talking about something."

"Oh, okay." Pei Jue nodded and said, "Then continue."

Zhuang Yan continued, "Normally, people might lower the floor when repairing their outhouses, but not to such an extent that they would bump their scalps and bleed every time, right? And the floor is too slippery, can't they just relaid it?"

“Hmm, what you said makes a lot of sense. Because I’m not human, I really don’t understand. So why is that?” Pei Jue asked.

Zhuang Yan said, "It's obvious that there are evil spirits causing this."

"A brat?" Pei Jue laughed and said, "That's easy. I can kill an ordinary brat with just one spear thrust."

After saying that, Pei Jue went directly to the address written on the note and arrived at a house in the east of Puyu City.

As soon as Pei Jue entered the courtyard of this family, he saw the family sitting in the yard sighing and complaining.

Upon closer inspection, Pei Jue noticed that the family, from the oldest to the youngest, all had bandages wrapped around their heads or were lame or limping.

The old man said, "This must be haunted; it's too eerie."

The middle-aged man said with a worried look, "What can we do if it's haunted? We don't have the money to go to the temple and hire monks to exorcise the ghost."

The old man said, "It's better to die poor than to fall to my death. Tomorrow, I'll gather the money I have at home, borrow some more, and then go to the temple to invite a high-ranking monk to come and take a look."

The middle-aged man disagreed, saying, "Father, you're wrong. I think it's better to die from a fall than to die in poverty."

The middle-aged man's wife also said, "Dad, you are both so old, you only have a few years left to live. You are not afraid of being poor, but we still have to make a living."

Hearing the family's conversation, Pei Jue felt a mix of emotions. Having lived for over two hundred years, she was certainly not a naive person.

The conversation between the old man and his children was neither right nor wrong; they each had their own perspective.

"Do you know why mortals always pray to gods?" came Zhuang Yan's voice from beside me.

Pei Jue turned her head and saw Zhuang Yan standing behind her. She asked, "Why?"

Zhuang Yan said, "Because praying to gods and Buddhas is the most economical way. As long as you burn three sticks of incense, or at the very least, a piece of sacrificial meat and a plate of fruit, you can ask the gods for blessings. If you succeed, you can save countless amounts of money and energy. If you fail, you won't lose much."

After saying that, Zhuang Yan pointed to the old man and said, "This family has offered incense at your City God Temple and contributed a lot of incense to you."

Upon hearing this, Pei Jue immediately asked Zhuang Yan, "Can I show myself in front of them?" Zhuang Yan smiled and said, "There's a better way."

Pei Jue's eyes lit up, and he asked, "What method?"

Zhuang Yan said, "I will teach you a way to use the power of incense and prayers."

Upon hearing this, Pei Jue exclaimed in surprise, "You even know this?"

Zhuang Yan laughed and said, "I know a little bit about you. You are not a true god and do not have a celestial official's jade tablet, so the incense offered to you by all living beings gathers on that statue. Go and take a breath of incense now."

Pei Jue nodded, turned around and flew directly back to the City God Temple. After a while, he flew back in a daze.

Her cheeks were bulging, clearly indicating that she had a large mouthful of incense.

Zhuang Yan pointed at the family and said, "Blow the wind at them."

Upon hearing this, Pei Jue spat out a mouthful of incense towards the family. Unexpectedly, the incense turned into a strong wind as soon as it left his mouth, causing the doors and windows to shake and dust to fill the air.

The family was also blown about, unable to distinguish their surroundings, and the children screamed and huddled in the arms of the adults.

Only then did Pei Jue shake his head, while Zhuang Yan, standing beside him, laughed and asked, "How do you feel?"

Pei Jue said, "It's a bit intoxicating."

"That's right. Now you can show a blurry figure outside, but don't let them see your face clearly. Tell them you are Pu Yucheng God, and that you have manifested your divine power today to rid their family of disaster and misfortune because of their usual piety and respect," Zhuang Yan said.

Pei Jue remembered every word clearly, then flew forward and slowly revealed a blurry figure amidst the swirling yellow dust, reciting Zhuang Yan's words one by one.

After hearing this, the family members were so excited that they forced their eyes open, but they could only see a blurry figure shrouded in a spiritual light.

The family immediately knelt down, shouting, "May the City Goddess have mercy!"

Pei Jue then concealed himself and flew towards the outhouse next to the courtyard, a place filled with eerie and unusual atmosphere.

Pei Jue leaped down, smashing the latrine to pieces with a single blow of his spear. In an instant, a wisp of ghostly mist rose, and then a latrine ghost covered in green fur jumped out.

"Who dares to disrupt my temple?" Shithole Ghost shouted at Pei Jue as soon as he jumped out.

Pei Jue cursed, "You filthy devil, how dare you cause trouble under my rule, sneaking into people's homes to harm them! Come forward and die right now!"

"Your jurisdiction? Who are you? How dare you speak so arrogantly?" the Shithole Ghost retorted.

Pei Jue said, "I am the City God of Puyu City, appointed by the Golden Wheel King."

"Hahaha." The dung ghost burst into laughter upon hearing this, pointing at Pei Jue with a disdainful look and saying, "Who do we have here? It turns out to be a hairy god without a proper identity, who was only falsely appointed by the mortals, hahaha."

Pei Jue was furious. He gritted his teeth and then thrust his spear at the filthy ghost.

Unexpectedly, the dung-hole ghost was not afraid at all and actually raised a stone hammer to meet them.

Pei Jue, wielding his black iron spear, fought the dung-hole ghost for seventeen or eighteen rounds, and to his surprise, they were evenly matched.

At this moment, the dung ghost leaped and slashed, and with a loud thud, the black iron spear trembled violently from the blow of the stone hammer.

"What a hard stone hammer!" Pei Jue exclaimed.

The latrine ghost said smugly, "Haven't you ever heard that 'the stones in a latrine are both smelly and hard'?"

"Disgusting!" Pei Jue shouted, suddenly took three steps back, and then thrust his spear straight at the face of the latrine demon.

The dung ghost was shocked and said, "How despicable!" He hurriedly used the stone hammer in his hand to block it.

Unexpectedly, Pei Jue was just feinting. When the ghost in the latrine blocked the spear, he suddenly deflected and flicked the black iron spear. With a series of soft sounds, the stone hammer was instantly knocked away by Pei Jue's spear.

The latrine ghost was also pulled backward by the force, and finally sat down on the ground, thinking to himself that something was wrong.

In an instant, a cold glint flashed, and the black iron spear went straight for the face of the latrine ghost, who had no choice but to use both hands to catch it.

With a 'thud,' the dung ghost's hands were pierced directly by the black iron spear, the spear tip only an inch or two away from the dung ghost's forehead.

The latrine ghost was terrified. He hurriedly held the spear in both hands, knelt on the ground, and begged, "God, spare my life! God, spare my life!"

Pei Jue sneered, "Why are you so deferential at first and so obsequious at later?"

The dung ghost, enduring excruciating pain, said, "Times have changed. I beg the divine lord to spare my life. I will never dare to harm the living again."

Pei Jue turned to look at Zhuang Yan, who then turned away. This decision was left to Pei Jue alone.

Pei Jue withdrew his gaze and looked at the green, filthy ghost in front of him, feeling a wave of nausea rising in his chest.

"Sorry, you're really disgusting." As Pei Jue finished speaking, the black iron spear pierced through the head of the dung-hole ghost.

A shrill scream was heard, and the latrine ghost vanished instantly, its soul completely scattered.

After killing the filthy demon, Pei Jue returned to Zhuang Yan with the black iron spear. Zhuang Yan clapped and laughed, "You've done a good job of eradicating evil completely."

Pei Jue felt smug, a slight smile playing on his lips. The gust of wind created by the incense's power had dissipated, and Pei Jue said, "Now that this matter is settled, what's the next thing?"

Zhuang Yan picked up the slip of paper in his hand, glanced at it, and said, "Collect wandering souls, capture wild ghosts, and deliver them to the various departments of the underworld."

(End of this chapter)