The ultimate master in the city

The three old ladies were quite happy and asked Miao Gong's wife how to learn and how to do it...

The four of them started chatting, and after a while, the white-haired old lady suddenly said, "Your son is back, so it's inconvenient for us to meet. Where do you live? We'll come to your house another day to ask you."

Miao Gong's wife then told him exactly where they lived, which house they lived in, and which courtyard they lived in.

Upon hearing this, the three old women nodded and smiled, then disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Miao Gong's wife looked around and wondered why the three of them had disappeared so suddenly, without making a sound.

Sure enough, her son came running back from the direction of her husband's house.

When the mother and son returned home, Miao Gong's wife told Miao Gong about their encounter with the old lady and the other two.

Miao Gong didn't take it seriously at all. What's there to talk about between old women doing mending and patching?

Nothing happened that day.

The next night, someone in town hosted a dinner party, and Miao Gong went to drink. When he returned, it was already past midnight. When he got to the door, he heard his wife talking to someone inside.

Both children attend boarding school in the county town and only come home once a Sunday. Who could be inside in the middle of the night?

He peered quietly through the window.

His wife was sitting alone at the table, holding up a shoe upper and a sweater, gesturing and saying, "Hey, like this! Yes! Just like this."

Miao Gong was a little drunk and his head was spinning. He thought he was seeing things, so he rubbed his eyes and looked again. His wife was still sitting there alone, muttering to herself.

"You old hag!" Miao Gong was furious, kicking the door open. "Are you crazy?"

However, when he looked inside, he was completely stunned. His wife was gone, and three strange women were sitting at the table: an old lady, a woman, and a girl.

The three men were dressed in brightly colored clothes, and their expressions were somewhat gloomy. They stared at each other without saying a word.

This scene was indescribably eerie and terrifying!

Miao Gongjiu was startled awake and asked dryly, "Who are you?"

As soon as the words were spoken, the three strange women vanished with the wind, along with all the chairs and benches in the room. The lights went out, and a large, wrinkled old woman's face, the size of a truck cab, emerged from the darkness. She grinned widely and said, "Everyone makes clothes, why bring it up?"

Miao Gong didn't understand what the other person meant, but the old face was too frightening. His eyes rolled back and he fainted.

The next morning, Miao Gong woke up from the cold. He got up, patted his forehead, and looked around, wondering how to explain what had happened the night before. He mustered his courage, pushed open the door, and looked inside. The old lady's face and the three strange women were gone, but his wife was lying motionless on the bed.

He ran to the bedside, nudged it a couple of times, and thought to himself that he had to ask his wife what was wrong, whether she had drunk too much and was having nightmares, or... something dirty had gotten into her.

But no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't wake his wife.

Miao Gong was a little confused. He suspected his wife was sick, so he quickly called the local herbalist.

When the doctor arrived, he tried everything – injections, medicine, pinching the philtrum – but nothing worked. Finally, he clapped his hands, realizing he had no other choice.

Miao Gong didn't know what to do at the time. He waited anxiously until night. When he was holding his wife to sleep, he suddenly felt dizzy in the middle of the night and somehow ran out of the door and closed it. When he came to, he was startled and quickly looked through the window. He saw his unconscious wife get up from the bed, holding a needle and thread basket, and talking to herself, teaching people how to do needlework.

That scene from last night has happened again!

Miao gritted his teeth, braced himself, and pushed open the door. His wife was gone again. Inside the room sat the old lady, the middle-aged woman, and the little girl!

The little girl blew on him, and he passed out.

Master Miao, still shaken, swallowed hard as he spoke, saying, "From that day on, my wife was unconscious during the day and would get up in the middle of the night to teach people needlework, talking to herself. No matter how I called her, she wouldn't respond. I didn't dare open the door anymore; if I did, I would see that old woman, the woman, and the little girl. A few days later, all our dogs, chickens, and ducks died. After our children came home for winter vacation, I didn't dare let them sleep at home at night; they all stayed at the neighbors' houses! Yesterday, Master Fulong, who had been away on a long trip, returned, and I quickly invited him over..."

After Miao Gong finished speaking, he and his daughter and son looked over pitifully, as if they were afraid that Zhou Fengchen and his wife would run away and leave them behind.

Zhang Shisan pondered for a moment, then asked Zhou Fengchen, "What do you think?"

Zhou Fengchen frowned and said, "It sounds like some kind of wild monster, but... I've seen people who like to eat people and play tricks on them, but I've never heard of one that likes to do needlework before. What do you think?"

Zhang Shisan coughed and said, "I think it's a bit like ghosts in the wilderness. Some ghosts like to do the same things in life, and they still like to do the same things after they die. The key is... I don't know how powerful they are!"

Zhou Fengchen nodded and asked Miao Gong, "Did you get a good look at what those three women were wearing?"

Some wandering ghosts wear the same clothes when they die, and when they become vengeful spirits and torment people, they still wear the same clothes. You can deduce the age and level of their cultivation from their attire. For example, Old Chu always wore a student uniform from the Republic of China era, which means he has at most a hundred years of cultivation.

Miao Gong thought for a moment and said, "I see clearly, it's all colorful, like the long robes worn by people in ancient times."

Zhou Fengchen and Zhang Shisan exchanged a glance. Well, this ancient person is quite skilled. No wonder he dared to show himself at dusk.

Zhou Fengchen then asked, "What time do they come every night?"

Miao Gong said, "I don't know the exact time, but it will probably be around 10 p.m.."

Zhou Fengchen and his companion glanced outside the door. It was already dark, and they should still have a few hours. They told Miao Gong to carry his wife back to bed, put her in a safe place, lock the door, and leave her alone for the time being.

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After leaving the room, the two felt a bit hungry, so they asked Miao Gong to prepare some food so they could fill their stomachs first.

The three Miao men worked together and quickly set up a table in the small house diagonally opposite.

To entertain the two "immortals," Miao Gong dared not be careless, preparing a lavish spread of seven or eight dishes, including wild boar meat, large carp, and wild mushrooms.

After closing the door, Zhou Fengchen and his companion, along with Miao Gong and his family of three, began to eat.

Zhou Fengchen and his companion ate with gusto, their mouths glistening with oil. Miao Gong and his family of three lost their appetite, only managing a few bites here and there. Once they were full, they too put down their chopsticks.

Miao Gong glanced at the dark courtyard, then turned to Zhou Fengchen and the other person who were wiping their mouths and asked dryly, "Two immortals, shouldn't we... perform a ritual?"

The boy and girl looked over pitifully.

"A ritual?" Zhang Shisan took a compass out of his bag and placed it on the table. "A ritual depends on the recipient. These beasts need to be killed; there's no need for a ritual to send them away!"

Zhou Fengchen thought for a moment and said to Miao Gong, "How about this, you go and get me a few square pieces of yellow cloth, or better yet, yellow straw paper."

Zhang Shisan, curious, asked, "What do you need all these things for?"

"Pursue and capture them!" Zhou Fengchen said, "After all, we don't know how strong they are. We can't be careless. What if one of them escapes when it's two against three? If we leave, it will be troublesome if this family suffers retaliation."

The Miao family of three were startled. Miao Gong immediately turned around and ran outside, saying, "I'll be right there."

After Miao Gong left, Zhou Fengchen and Zhang Shisan felt bored, so they chatted with the boys and girls for a while.

Not long after, Miao Gong, his face pale, rushed in carrying a few tattered yellow cloths. He closed the door and said in a low voice, "He's here, he's here! The light's on in that room!"

Zhang Shisan immediately looked at the compass, and saw the needle spinning rapidly. His expression turned serious, and he said, "It's here!"

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