Chapter Thirty-Six: The Descending Essence

  Youshui's stomach was taken aback, how could a ghost speak human language? Turning his head around, he saw an old man with a white beard and a hunched back standing behind him, who was now staring at Youshui with a smile on his face. In my heart, I had already confirmed that this old man was indeed Liu Lao, but where did Hei Zi go? Had he encountered some danger? I didn't interrupt Youshui from continuing to speak.

  At this time, Oil Barrel suddenly got angry and scolded

  "My goodness! When did you old man stand behind Fat Brother, do you know that this will make Fat Brother's blood vessels burst? If it weren't for seeing that you're an old man, and Fat Brother is a socialist youth who has made progress in society, otherwise he would have kicked you to the point where you can't take care of yourself!"

  Liu old man didn't get angry either, and gently lowered his head to ask about the oil bottle.

  "Hey kid, is there something in front of you? Why are you scared like this?"

  The oil drum's lid couldn't hold on anymore, a carp jumped up and splashed onto the ground, scaring Old Liu so much that his neck jerked back, almost hitting the plump body of the oil drum.

  The oil drum patted off the dust on its body without being polite.

  "Old man, Fat Brother isn't retreating because he's scared, this is what Old Jiang would call...strategic retreat! Yes, avoiding the brunt of the attack. Ah, look at you, you don't have much culture either. Fat Brother won't bother arguing with you, but remember, one should always keep learning until old age, and being cultured can never be about knowing too much."

  Liu old man hehe smiled

  "Hey kid, did you see that ghost face in front of you?"

  As soon as these words came out, You Shui's heart was shocked, but he still pretended to know nothing.

  "Hmph... Just look at you, this old man hasn't even been to kindergarten yet. Stop shaking Brother Fat's morale, I'll tell you the truth, there's nothing in front of us but a big pit, it's pitch black, what ghost face? Don't pretend to be an expert in front of Brother Fat, the number of dumplings that have died at his hands can be counted by the stars in the sky!"

  Liu Lao Tou let out a sigh, his eyes looking as if he was staring at a dead man.

  "You little scoundrel, you've got a lot of nerve, anyway you're almost dead already. Old man that I am, I had intended to save your life, but who knew that today when I went out, I'd run into a dog? You're just a complete ingrate!"

  He finished speaking and walked away with his head down, not looking back. Oil barrel heard the old man cursing him to death and scolding him as a dog, suddenly furious, grabbed the old man's pants and asked angrily: "Old man, who are you cursing to death? If you don't explain clearly, don't force Brother Bao to kill someone!" As he spoke, he pulled out a black handgun from his waist and pointed it at Liu Lao's head.

  Liu's body stiffened, and he turned his head to stare at the black muzzle of the gun in Oil Barrel Hand's hand, coughing twice.

  "Cough...cough...These young people nowadays, their temper is getting worse and worse. Just a few words and they're taking an old man's life! Poor me, I'm so kind-hearted!"

  "Damn it! You dare to impersonate a Bodhisattva, if you were really a Bodhisattva, you would be able to come and go as you please. The Bodhisattva's old lady would know that you are so unenlightened, she might even resurrect from the dead to educate this evil spirit! I'm putting my words here, if you don't make things clear today, Brother Fat's bullets will never mind having one more ghost!

  The oily water belly thought that this old man looked like he would fall with just a gust of wind, but he was able to stand silently behind his back without being detected, and also knew about the ghost face in front. He must have some skills, now that he has a gun in hand, why not force him to say something useful?"

  Liu old man called You Shuizhu to really, and did not dare to coldly ridicule again. He changed his expression to a mysterious one and said to You Shuizhu: "Hey! Young man, do you know what the ghost face under the Ghost Path is all about?"

  Oil-water belly subconsciously shook his head, and then saw Liu old man's smile, knowing that he had been exposed, regret was useless, so he didn't pretend anymore, the gun muzzle was forcefully pressed against Liu old man's forehead, Liu old man let out a strange cry "Oh", rubbing his forehead with his hand.

  "Oh dear, young fellow, old man's memory is no good, if you knock on the old man like this, he'll forget what he knows."

  He swallowed the whole set, completely showing the appearance of someone who doesn't understand socialist morality. He raised his gun and was about to use violence on Old Liu again. Old Liu saw this and waved his hands repeatedly, shouting...

  "Stop... stop... stop! Can't even scold you properly, old man!"

  Oil Water Belly stopped the action in his hand, and Liu Lao Tou also didn't dare to continue talking nonsense. He opened his mouth and said to Oil Water Belly: "The ghost face in front is a big shot, called Jiangtou Jing! The boss of Jiangtou! It's said that whoever looks at it with one eye, their face will slowly change into its appearance, and they will be affected by the Jiangtou Jing's curse. In the end, their head and brain will separate, and they will become a new Jiangtou. I'm not scaring you, old man, but when I saw the red line on your brow, I knew you were cursed by Jiangtou Jing. Ah... you definitely won't live long!"

  Oil Water Belly heard Liu Old Head say that it's really true, not like joking, and his heart couldn't help but doubt. He took out his phone and took a photo of his own brow, only to see a red line on his brow that extended all the way to the bridge of his nose. He didn't know when it had grown there, and it looked very strange! Oil Water Belly was so scared that his face turned green. He thought that thing only had one huge head, which also fit the characteristics of a "降头" (a kind of evil spirit). Southerners have more or less heard of "降头", knowing how powerful it is, but this thing looked like something out of a science fiction movie, and few people would believe it. Oil Water Belly saw that Liu Old Head was really capable, and he didn't dare to be presumptuous again. He put away his gun, turned his face 360°, and respectfully said to Liu Old Head: "Ah! I say, seniors, we're all in the same line of work, we're all colleagues. The one in front is a junior who doesn't know the greatness of Mount Tai. Please don't be angry, junior will apologize to you right away. Can you please think of a way to save me?"

  Liu old man patted the head of You Shui and waved his hand, saying to You Shui: "Don't be angry... don't be angry. I'm an old man who has been through a lot, what haven't I seen or experienced? This little thing is easy for me to forget, but you young people have a bit of a temper, in the future, just restrain yourself and it will be fine. The society outside isn't all as easy-going as me."

  Oil and water belly see Liu old head should allow, hastily nodded in agreement, put on a face benefited greatly expression. Liu old head satisfied straight nodding.

  "Come on! Young man, it's not good to stay here all the time!" Old Liu said, taking a few steps forward and saying to Yu Shui.

  "Where are you going?" asked You Shui's stomach in a hurry.

  Liu Lao Tuo coughed twice

  "Go and capture that evil spirit, it can't be allowed to stay in the human world and cause more trouble!"

  Oil and water belly, is a glutinous rice ball still okay to say, has hands and feet, just strength is too big, but this spirit of the devil out of nowhere how to receive, Liu old man can not help but boast too much!

  "Hey... I'm telling you, senior, that thing up ahead is no ordinary thing. Are you sure about this? If not, Fat Brother won't follow you to take this risk."

  Liu Lao Tou smiled and said

  "Hey young man, are you scared? Don't worry, although I'm old, I can still protect you."

  You Shui Du knew that Liu Lao Tou was scolding himself for being afraid of death, and for a moment he couldn't hold his face up, so he said to Liu Lao Tou: "Who the hell says Brother Pang is afraid of death? This is to preserve the revolutionary spark, you know?"

  "It's a donkey or a horse, it will be known when it has fallen. Young man, don't stay there foolishly, hurry up and come!" Liu Lao said this, he had already walked out five or six steps! You Shui Guo came back to his senses, thinking that this old man was either not afraid of death or really had some skills. I'd better follow him from behind, keeping a distance from him, so if something really happens, I can also slip away quickly. Thinking about it, he responded to Liu Lao and followed him towards the deep ditch.

  He had only walked thirty or so steps when Liu Laotou caught up with him, and saw that he was now standing in the same spot where he had been earlier. The oil lamp could already be seen from the southeast corner, its candle flickering dimly, casting eerie green shadows on the walls, the flame dancing about as if it were just about to go out!

  Liu old man hunched over, suddenly lifted his head, staring at the dense corpses above him, and was stunned for a long time without lowering his head. Oil Water Belly followed his gaze to take a closer look, and suddenly saw that among the densely packed corpses, there was a golden bell suspended in mid-air, as big as Oil Water Belly! A bell of this size must be worth a fortune! The golden bell made a "dong, dong, dong" sound for no apparent reason, and it seemed like something inside was colliding with it. The sound wasn't loud, and if you didn't listen carefully, you wouldn't even notice it!

  Suddenly, a bad premonition emerged in my mind: Could it be that ghost face?! Ah, my grandma! If I hadn't slipped away quickly just now, I would have been done for. Who knew this thing's lair was right above me? Now that I've said it out loud, it'll come out for sure - what bad luck!

  Just then, a woman's mournful cry suddenly came from above his head, and the oil lamp in his heart cried out in distress. It seemed that this evil spirit was about to come out. If this old man couldn't handle it, what was the point of worrying about some curse? Compared to being bitten to death by this thing, he might as well just die peacefully. As he spoke, his legs took a step back, like an athlete ready to sprint, prepared to flee at any moment!