The ultimate master in the city

The woman appeared suddenly and panicked, trying to possess the little girl again.

Upon seeing this, the monk Yuanzhi stepped forward and roared, "Om Mani Padme Hum!"

"ah--"

The woman screamed and flew backward, crashing to the ground.

"You have committed countless evils, I will send your soul to its demise!" Zhou Fengchen raised his goose-wing blade and slashed down.

"ah--"

As the blade sliced ​​through, the woman screamed again, her body momentarily frozen, then vanished into thin air.

Monk Yuanzhi lowered his hands and said dryly, "Aren't we... being too cruel?"

"It's alright. It would be even more cruel to let her possess a little girl." Zhou Fengchen held the unconscious Wenmi Po's daughter aside and turned to stare at the statue of Chen San Guniang.

"Didn't you kill that old hag?" Monk Yuanzhi asked curiously.

Zhou Fengchen shook his head. "No, this Miss Chen is very strange. She's supposed to be a deity worshipped by people. Even if it's a wicked god, no one would be this evil. She's like a complete madwoman!"

Monk Yuanzhi said nonchalantly, "What's the big deal? Evil spirits and monsters think differently from humans; they're bizarre and terrifying, capable of anything!"

"That's right!" Zhou Fengchen nodded. "I just injured her, so I guess I'll be done for if I destroy the statue. But just in case, keep an eye on her and make sure she doesn't get away."

"Alright!" Monk Yuanzhi cautiously looked around.

Zhou Fengchen took out a talisman, smeared it with the blood from his palm, wrote the character "厌" (yan, meaning disgust/dislike) on it, and struck the statue's brow. He then stepped back, formed hand seals, and chanted: "Heaven and earth are in harmony, the four seas are connected, I command the five sacred mountains to suppress the evil god! So be it!"

"Smack..."

Suddenly a crack appeared on the statue, then more and more cracks appeared, and finally it burst open with a "bang".

In an instant, pebbles and dust flew everywhere. Zhou Fengchen and Monk Yuanzhi instinctively raised their hands to block them, but suddenly a sinister laugh came from among the pebbles, "Hehe... I've cultivated for hundreds of years, how could you juniors kill me? You dare to destroy my statue? I'll go seek help from Brother Corpse right now. Your death is imminent, just wait! Just wait..."

As they spoke, their voices reached outside the door in the blink of an eye.

Zhou Fengchen looked up and vaguely saw a head flying off, and couldn't help but curse, "Damn it! Don't run!"

Monk Yuanzhi also roared, "You old hag, spare your life!"

The two brothers stormed out of the temple gate, cursing loudly.

It was already past midnight, the moonlight was hazy, and the small temple was surrounded by darkness. When the wind blew, the weeds swayed and rustled. Where was the old witch?

The two men looked at each other, and Monk Yuanzhi scratched his head, "This is it, we're doomed!"

Zhou Fengchen was also annoyed and asked, "What did she just say... Senior Brother? What's Senior Brother?"

Monk Yuanzhi frowned. "Senior brother... or senior brother? But she's an evil god/monster, where would she get any fellow disciples? Isn't that ridiculous?"

"Never mind, let's go back and talk about it first."

……

The two men, each carrying a girl on their backs, returned to Granny Wenmi's house. "Third Uncle" had also woken up. The couple were anxiously pacing around when they saw Zhou Fengchen and the others return. They hurriedly came to greet them, looking at their daughter with some fear.

After placing the two girls on the bed, Zhou Fengchen explained the story of how the girl was possessed by a ghost.

The couple, including the old woman, breathed a sigh of relief, cursing the ghost for its evil deeds and then thanking the old woman profusely to pour them tea.

While drinking tea, Ge Jiaying woke up, but her eyes were glazed over and she looked dazed. The events of the past few days had really frightened this ordinary girl.

Zhou Fengchen felt quite embarrassed. If he and Monk Yuanzhi hadn't asked her for help, this whole mess wouldn't have happened, and they almost lost their lives. But he didn't know how to comfort her. Thinking of Miss Chen's matter, he turned around and asked her about her background: "By the way, Aunt Chen, how did you learn the art of divination? Did you learn it from Miss Chen?"

Upon hearing the words "Third Miss Chen," Granny Wenmi's expression changed drastically, and she began to stammer.

Monk Yuanzhi understood Zhou Fengchen's meaning and deliberately concealed it, saying, "Third Aunt, don't worry, the statue of Third Miss Chen has been destroyed by us, and Third Miss Chen has disappeared. There will be no more of this thing."

Zhou Fengchen also said, "Yes, Miss Chen is definitely gone. We were just curious and asked casually."

The old woman's expression changed again. "Really? You're that capable?"

Zhou Fengchen and Monk Yuanzhi said in all seriousness, "Absolutely true! We're incredibly capable!"

The old woman looked at them for a while, and seeing their wide eyes and serious expressions, she sighed and said, "Miss Chen is a deity; you shouldn't have provoked her. As for how I learned to ask about spirits, that's a long story..."

"Immortals" is the common people's term for deities. The most common one is the "Five Great Immortals," which refers to the spirits of five common animals: fox, weasel, hedgehog, snake, and rat.

There's another explanation here. It's easy to understand why the fox, yellow, and gray ones are associated with the fairy, as they can be explained by their colors and names. But why is the hedgehog a white fairy, and the snake a willow fairy?

This is because when hedgehogs become spirits, they generally appear as kind-looking old ladies with white hair and white clothes, just like the one Zhou Fengchen met in the bat cave. Therefore, people call them White Immortals. Otherwise, calling them Hedgehog Immortals would be too unpleasant and disrespectful.

Snakes are mollusks, and even if they become spirits and take human form, they still sway from side to side when they walk, like a willow swaying in the wind. In ancient times, willow was a name for beautiful things, so they were called Willow Fairy, which is both pleasant to hear and easy to remember.

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Besides the Five Great Immortals of Folklore, there are countless other legendary gods, immortals, and spirits. Those whose names are unknown and whose origins are unknown are all referred to as immortals.

One of the "immortals" is quite peculiar, known in folklore as a "knight-errant." No one knows what he is, perhaps a human who has cultivated himself. It is said that he has incredibly fast legs, able to travel 10,000 miles a day and 8,000 miles at night. There is a legend about this "knight-errant" in northern Anhui. It is said that one summer night, three people and a stranger were playing cards. This stranger was a terrible gambler and kept losing. When he ran out of money, he slammed his fist on the table and said, "You three wait here. I'm going to steal some money from Heilongjiang in Northeast China and we'll continue our business." After saying that, he hurriedly left.

The remaining three exchanged glances and laughed, thinking to themselves that this guy was really good at bragging. We're thousands of miles away from Heilongjiang. Even if you took a plane, it would take several days to go there and back. Only a fool would wait for you! After packing up, the group prepared to go home to sleep, but as soon as they stepped out the door, the stranger returned, holding a large wad of banknotes. Covered in snow, he stamped his feet and said, "Damn, it's snowing in Heilongjiang. I almost froze to death."

The other three were terrified and dared not move, realizing that they had probably encountered a "knight-errant".

Getting back to the main point, the spirit that the old woman named Chen San encountered was a genuine evil spirit.

To find out how she met Miss Chen and how she learned the art of divination, we must go back to when she was a young woman at the age of fourteen or fifteen.

At that time, the suburbs were still rural areas. Grandma Wenmi's family was poor and had many brothers and sisters. They would run out of food every winter. Fortunately, Grandma Wenmi's father made tofu sheets and dried bean curd, which barely prevented the whole family from starving to death.

The biggest customer of the old woman's father was the canteen of a textile factory in the city. He had to deliver food to the canteen every afternoon at four o'clock without fail for many years until the year before he passed away.

That winter, it snowed heavily for a month straight, and the air was as cold as ice. Wenmi's father happened to fall ill and was bedridden. Her mother had been bedridden for several years due to postpartum wind. As the eldest daughter in the family, Wenmi carried a basket of dried bean curd sheets and a basket of dried tofu sheets, and went to the city to deliver the goods, walking unsteadily.

Because she was young and a girl, carrying two baskets of things, she ran forty miles and almost died of exhaustion. She hurried as fast as she could and managed not to miss the deadline, but on the way back, her legs felt like lead and she sat on the snow halfway there, unable to move.

Just then, a woman wearing a red cloak suddenly emerged from the nearby woods and asked Granny Mi, "Little girl, are you tired? Are you hungry?"

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