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Chapter 631 Evil Ghost
"It seems... there are stories to hear about your town?" Lu Qing raised his eyebrows and asked with great interest.

"It's been so long, it's understandable to say we should listen to it as a story now." The boss sighed, glanced at the two tables over there, and then said, "I'm not one to beat around the bush. I'm grateful for your generosity, and I naturally hope that you're all safe and sound and that nothing bad has happened to you."

Then I'll tell you about what happened here earlier. You can believe it or not, just take it as a joke. In any case, you should be careful when you leave our town.

Without much hesitation, he picked up the kettle and extra bowl on the table, poured himself a bowl of water to moisten his throat, and then began to tell the story of the town back then in a low voice.

According to the boss, these things go back to at least ten or twenty years ago.

There weren't many people around their town. After all, in such a humid place, it wasn't easy to find a suitable place to live. So over the years, as people gradually migrated to more suitable and comfortable places, this town slowly formed.

Initially, although there was not much fertile land to cultivate nearby, the area was nestled against the mountains and by the water. So, the people here initially adhered to the idea of ​​making a living by relying on the mountains and the water. Most of them became fishermen or hunters, while the weak or those without able-bodied men in their families did odd jobs to make a living, such as opening tea stalls, doing needlework, or weaving straw sandals, hats, and raincoats.

In short, more than 20 years ago, the people in this town gradually formed a large group in the area and were very active in the surrounding area.

Not long after, strange things started happening in the town.

Legend has it that one morning, a young hunter from a town stumbled back from outside, looking flustered as if he had been greatly frightened.

The townspeople were initially quite surprised, thinking he had encountered some ferocious wild beast and hadn't been prepared, so they were quite frightened.

After all, there don't seem to be any beasts more ferocious than foxes or pheasants here. If you were to accidentally run into a jackal or something similar, it could certainly scare you half to death.

When the young hunter returned home, he not only failed to settle down, but he also became increasingly unwell. He developed a high fever and could not rest. He would fall into a deep sleep after taking medicine, but would wake up several times in a daze, talking incoherently and with a vacant look in his eyes, as if he had lost his soul.

Those around them were all very nervous, not knowing what was going on. The young hunter's wife, children, and elderly relatives were also crying and not knowing what to do.

Later, someone in the village who knew a little about unorthodox practices said, "Could this person have been scared out of his wits?"
So, under this man's direction, many neighbors in the town took the initiative to help. Some organized to help call back the soul, while others went over mountains and valleys to find a Taoist priest of unknown origin to draw a talisman, which they then burned to ashes and dissolved in water for the young hunter to drink.

The previous attempts seemed to have little effect, but after drinking the bowl of talisman water, the young hunter's condition finally improved, and he was at least able to calm down.

When pressed by others, he finally recounted his ordeal in a trembling voice.

It turned out that he went up the mountain to hunt, but perhaps due to bad luck, he didn't catch a single pheasant, let alone a sparrow.

In his quest for a successful hunt, the young hunter unknowingly wandered further and further away. Only when a sudden downpour brought him back to reality did he realize how far he had gone, crossing a hillside and arriving at a ravine he had never ventured into before. The ravine was humid, with lush vegetation, and offered no shelter from the wind and rain. To make matters worse, the rain that day intensified, the dense, chaotic downpour making it impossible to distinguish directions.

The hunter wandered aimlessly through the woods like a headless fly, looking for a place to shelter from the rain. He was wandering around without knowing where he was when he suddenly spotted a small two-story house in the distance. He could vaguely see a faint light coming from a window that was covered up.

By then, the hunter was soaked to the bone, cold and exhausted. He didn't think about anything else, only that he needed a place to shelter from the rain, so he ran straight into the small wooden building.

When he arrived at the small wooden house, the hunter reached out and knocked on the door. He knocked a few times, but no one came. However, the door opened by itself.

The hunter hurriedly pushed open the door and went inside, asking if anyone was home.

Upon entering, he found the small wooden house completely empty, as if no one lived there and it had been abandoned for a long time.

He didn't really care about that. After all, all he needed right now was a place to shelter from the wind and rain, preferably without anyone else around, and he didn't have to worry about people refusing to take him in.

So the young hunter walked in nonchalantly. Even though there was no stove to warm himself and dry his clothes, at least he wouldn't get wet in the rain inside, which was much better than being outside.

He rested in the small wooden building for a while. Perhaps he was tired from running in the mountains and forests, but he gradually felt that his eyelids were as heavy as a thousand pounds and he couldn't lift them at all. He blinked a few times and then closed them.

As a result, after he fell asleep, he found himself wandering into a gloomy place. Green will-o'-the-wisps flickered and drifted around him, casting shadowy shadows all around him, making it quite frightening.

The hunter was so frightened that he didn't know where he was. Just as he was about to run away, the stone wall in front of him suddenly cracked open, revealing a ferocious face behind it. It had horns on its forehead, high cheekbones, deep-set eyes, sharp teeth, and a gaping maw, making it even more terrifying than a yaksha.

The ghostly face glared angrily at the hunter and said in a sinister tone, "Who gave you permission to trespass on my territory?! If you dare to trespass again, I'll devour you alive, leaving no bones behind!"

Having said that, he stretched out a thin, bony ghost claw along the crack and reached straight for the hunter.

The hunter was so frightened that he almost jumped out of his skin. He suddenly woke up and realized that it was all just a dream. He was perfectly fine and nothing had happened to him.

He breathed a sigh of relief, patted his chest, and got up from the ground. Only then did he suddenly realize that he was not in any small wooden building at all, but was lying in a patch of weeds.

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