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Chapter 28: Hanging Corpses and Fabricating Ghosts

  The Rural Doctor of the Mountain Village

  This man called Touya had a look of utter astonishment on his face at this moment. He seemed to have never thought that I would be so crazy.

  That's right, I've gone completely crazy.

  While he was still in a daze, I pounced on him. When his face showed astonishment and terror as he prepared to fight back, I had already slapped my palm onto his chest.

  This round, I took the initiative, so I won.

  I stared at the boss, and laughed at him without restraint. The boss's face began to turn white, becoming deathly pale. In a daze, I heard him say: "Madman, this is the first time I've met such a madman."

  At this time, I felt the blood in my body being rapidly drained by the palm symbol, and the blood on Hei Ye's body was also quickly absorbed by the palm symbol.

  Suddenly, the old man slapped me away with a loud slap. Then he shouted: "Madman, you madman!"

  Talismans are actually not unfamiliar to many people, especially in rural areas. When raising livestock, a plague-preventing talisman is often posted on the wall of the animal pen to ward off evil spirits. When a new house is built, an auspicious talisman is often posted on the front door to bring peace and prosperity to the home.

  These talismans seem useless on the surface, but they actually help their owners a lot behind the scenes. The plague-preventing talisman is used to ward off plagues, the peace-keeping talisman guards the door and avoids disasters. If it weren't for these talismans, disaster might have struck long ago.

  And this life-and-death talisman in my hand is slightly more advanced than these talismans, ordinary people can't touch it, so it's very normal to think it's mysterious.

  As the blood was absorbed by the talisman, my head suddenly started to spin. The person opposite me, called Tou Ye, was also not doing well. In addition to his pale face, his body was already somewhat staggering.

  In a daze, I saw him running away with his body tilted to one side. I wanted to catch up, but my body was really weak and I finally fell to the ground with a thud.

  When I opened my eyes again, it was already several days later. Several people in the village were guarding my bed, and when they saw me wake up, their expressions suddenly relaxed.

  "Woke up, finally woke up."

  As a woman shouted loudly, many villagers rushed in from outside. As soon as they entered the house, these people came forward to ask and touch me, making me very uncomfortable. The leader was the village chief, who praised and thanked me at the same time, presumably having learned about my family situation from Auntie Wang, and the village chief also planned to let me stay in the village.

  I sprang out of bed at this time and said to them: "No way."

  The village head was puzzled: "Why?"

  I said: "I'm a wandering soul, staying in one place makes me feel uneasy."

  After finishing this sentence, I got up and prepared to leave. But after walking out two steps, my head was dizzy again, and I fell to the ground once more.

  Waking up again, it was already the second day. There were not many people in the house. Seeing me wake up, they were all delighted. I looked at them, feeling deeply powerless in my heart. My head was still a bit dizzy and I couldn't walk for the time being.

  Even if I'm physically healthy now, I still can't leave. Because I'm worried that once I leave, that Headmaster will definitely come back. At that time, this village will be doomed.

  Thinking of this, I closed my eyes and pretended to sleep.

  Time flew by for a few more days, during which I was treated as a hero by the villagers, eating and drinking well every day, and even called over a young lady about my size.

  This young lady is probably fifteen or sixteen years old, and her body has almost fully developed. Being in the countryside, girls are generally more mature, and they take good care of people. In these few days, I have also been taken care of by her with meticulous attention to detail.

  But I was young and apart from thinking this sister was nice, I didn't have any other feelings.

  Also in these days, I heard a good news. According to rumors, someone saw that headmaster again not far from the village. However, that headmaster has gone mad, speaking nonsense all the time, scolding lunatics and running away frantically whenever seeing anyone.

  This is good news, and after hearing it, my hanging heart finally settled down.

  The matter of the headman has been settled, now it's time to deal with that bachelor. On this day, I was called up early by the villagers. As soon as I went out, I saw the villagers pressing down on the bachelor and making him kneel in front of my door.

  The one who spoke first was the village chief: "Young brother, you are a great benefactor of our village. This person is simply unforgivable. We plan to deal with him. How do you think we should deal with him?"

  I lowered my head and took a glance at the bachelor, only to see him looking at me with a painful expression, his eyes filled with self-blame.

  Perhaps he thought I was too young and wouldn't dare to harm him, or even let him go. He began to coax me: "Little friend, if you let me go, Uncle will buy sweets for you every day."

  When I heard this sentence, I couldn't help but laugh in my heart, it was a cold laugh.

  I nodded at him: "Okay, I love eating sugar the most."

  The bachelor's face lit up with joy, as if he thought he had escaped this calamity. Similarly, the villagers around him exclaimed: "Young brother, you must make a careful decision."

  I smiled at the people around me and then smiled at the bachelor and said, "Of course I will make a careful decision."

  Then I took a knife from a villager and slowly walked towards the bachelor. I gently hooked the blade of the knife on the rope on the bachelor's body, and the bachelor was eager: "Right, cut off the rope."

  I said: "Do you really want me to let you go?"

  The bachelor said: "Yes, let me go, Uncle will buy you candy."

  I laughed again, laughing very unnaturally. Suddenly, I gently raised the tip of the knife and pointed it at the bachelor, saying: "You're dead, they'll buy me more sugar."

  The bachelor was stunned, hearing the word "death", his face which had originally relaxed, suddenly tensed up again: "No, I beg of you, let me go."

  I said: "Kneel down."

  The bachelor thudded to his knees on the ground.

  I said: "Kowtow."

  This bachelor suddenly banged his head on the ground, and his forehead quickly bled. And at this time, I really laughed, a cold laugh from the bottom of my heart.

  I suddenly threw the knife in my hand to the ground, then ran over and grabbed the bachelor's head: "What else can you do? When others let you kneel down, you kneel down. Letting you kowtow, you kowtow. You're just a personal waste. Not only are you suffering yourself, but you'll also cause suffering to others."

  The village head said: "What to do."

  "Hang him up and give him three days' time, let him fend for himself."

  A rope bound the bachelor's hands, and with a pull on the rope, he was hung from that tree in the village. The bachelor let out a mournful cry, his voice extremely sorrowful, I stood still, silently watching him, unmoving.

  Turning around, I clenched my fists. I want to become stronger, and first of all, I must make my heart stronger. To make my heart stronger, I must be decisive and ruthless, never hesitating or wavering.

  In the blink of an eye, three days had passed. During these three days, the bachelor's wailing grew weaker and weaker until he couldn't make a sound by the second night. But at this moment, his voice was even more mournful than before.

  On the third morning, when I walked out of the house again, I saw that the bachelor was pale-faced and his lips were already dry. He opened his eyes and used his last bit of strength to say a sentence: "Please spare me, I will change my ways and never do evil again."

  "You've already lost your chance."

  On the third day at noon, I walked under the tree again and saw that the bachelor's eyes were already closed. A gust of wind blew by, and his body shook. This man was already dead.

  I cut the rope with a knife, and the corpse of the bachelor fell to the ground with a thud. Then I took out an embroidery needle and pierced it from the bachelor's brow.

  Then I had the bachelor buried. After all, the bachelor had repented before his death, and I let the villagers forgive him and hold a funeral for him.

  But this matter is far from over. The reason I want to hang the bachelor on a tree and pierce his brow with a sewing needle is to turn him into a fierce ghost.

  Why did I make him a vengeful spirit? It's because I need to take something from him.

  The bachelor's funeral began, but I didn't go to his mourning hall. Instead, I came under the tree where he died. As time slowly approached evening, I suddenly felt a little tense.

  A gust of wind blew by, and the trees started swaying. And I vaguely felt that there was something hanging above my head, almost touching my brain.

  He suddenly lifted his head and saw a pale-faced man hanging from the tree. His eyes stared at him, and his body began to swing back and forth in mid-air.

  His foot was just an inch away from kicking my head.

  Although I had mentally prepared myself, I couldn't help but take a deep breath in surprise, and my body suddenly shrunk back. At this moment, the ghost of the bachelor continued to move his body non-stop, but his face remained facing me.

  No matter which direction I turn to, he will always turn his head around.

  The night was quite dark, his face was somewhat blurry, but I vaguely saw that his mouth was opening and closing. From his direction came a chilling sound that made one's hair stand on end.

  That voice sounds just like a frog croaking, "Ga Ga".

  Suddenly, the bachelor's soul fell from the tree like a human-shaped garment, quickly falling to the ground. When he landed, his head hit the ground first, making a very crisp sound of his neck breaking.

  Then, his neck really twisted. He lay on the ground, twisting his neck towards me with outstretched hands, and a hollow voice came from his mouth: "Save me, I'm so miserable, save me, hurry up and save me."

  I started to back away, my hand reaching into my pocket and feeling for the small knife. This little knife was a surgical knife I had found in Dr. Wu's room, it also had a more resounding name, called the Soul-Cutting Knife.

  At this time, the bachelor's ghost head was tilted on the ground and began to crawl towards me non-stop. He still stretched out that pale hand to me: "Save me."

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