Chapter Six Arrival in Yunnan

  Fu Chuan went upstairs with a worried look, and San Yang also appeared. As soon as he saw Fu Chuan return, he immediately said: "Master, I've investigated, that girl's name is......" But before San Yang could finish speaking, Fu Chuan said: "I know, prepare things quickly, we're going to the shed."

  Fu Chuan drove the car, all the way in silence, only San Yang occasionally asked him when he knew it, but Fu Chuan didn't have any words to answer San Yang. His eyebrows were always furrowed, and finally seeing that Fu Chuan really didn't want to talk, San Yang was also afraid of Fu Chuan getting angry at himself, so he could only shut up.

  The ghost told Fu Chuan that the ghost was not the spirit of the girl he had been searching for, but a ten-generation evil spirit. It finally found an opportunity to be reborn, but was aborted by its mother and grandmother. The most hateful old woman even sold the five or six-month-old fetus to a rich woman who wanted to stay young.

  Fu Xiang thought it was no wonder that such a great grudge, the ten evil spirits originally had no chance of being reincarnated as humans in the world. However, the heavens felt that they were suffering in hell, so they especially allowed them to have one chance at reincarnation after enduring ten lifetimes of hardship. But unexpectedly, they ended up dying in the womb, making their resentment even deeper.

  When they arrived at the shed, it was already deep in the night. The fierce ghost didn't know if it was there or not. Fu Chuan thought it should be there; otherwise, it wouldn't have been entwining with the old lady for so many years. He thought that the old lady's body must have something that could shock the ghost, so the evil spirit didn't dare to easily take the old lady's life.

  When Fuhe walked to the stairs, he asked San Yang to give him the compass. The pointer in the compass was spinning irregularly and speeding up until it pointed east, which was where the old woman's hut was located, so he confirmed that the evil spirit was indeed still here.

  Fu Chuan walked all the way up to the fifth floor, and as soon as he entered the corridor on the fifth floor, Fu Chuan felt a chill run from the back of his neck down to his entire body. San Yang had already let out several loud sneezes behind Fu Chuan's back. Fu Chuan said: "This is the cold yin energy emitted by the fierce ghost, eat an Yinyin Pearl." The Yinyin Pearl was a medicine ball made by the Fu family to resist the ghostly energy and corpse energy, containing cinnabar and black dog blood. San Yang immediately took out a black pill from his own bag and stuffed it into his mouth.

  San Yang said: "Master, this ghost looks very resentful."

  Fu Chuan's gaze was fixed on the door in the center, where the eerie atmosphere was the thickest. The old woman must be living there without a doubt. Fu Chuan walked to the entrance and scattered the cinnabar powder at the doorway before kicking the door open. When he stepped inside and saw the scene within, his eyebrows furrowed tightly. San Yang followed closely behind him but was immediately overwhelmed by the pungent smell of blood that made it hard for him to breathe. Fu Chuan quickly pushed San Yang out, as inhaling too much of the malevolent spirits' chilling aura would be detrimental to him.

  The evil spirit should still be in this room, Fu Chuan said: "I gave you the opportunity to surrender, but you didn't cherish it. Instead, you wanted to take people's lives. Today, don't blame me for beating you until your soul flies away."

  Fujiang looked at the old woman who had been torn apart on the ground, he knew that he must get rid of this evil spirit today, "Come out!"

  At this time, the sharp and long voice seemed to come from all sides of the house, sometimes like a woman's voice, and sometimes changing into a rough man's voice. "I have waited for ten lifetimes for the opportunity to be reborn, but this old woman has killed me!"

  Fu Chuan said: "What does it have to do with Old Lady He?"

  This matter is indeed not the old lady's fault, but Fu Chuan knows that the girl died and it was a vengeful spirit that didn't disperse. The girl's grandmother also jumped to her death from a building not long after, which is probably related to it as well. As for the old lady's descendants, although they have already immigrated abroad, San Yang found out that the old lady's son died not long ago. Foreign news has reported it as a sudden heart attack, but the old lady's son didn't have any history of heart disease before. Fu Chuan knows that it won't let go of the old lady's other descendants, and it has killed so many people already. Today, Fu Chuan came without thinking of turning against it!

  The red-clothed female ghost stared at Fu Chuan with a pair of bright red eyes and said in a sharp voice, "This has nothing to do with you, get out of the way!"

  The red-clothed female ghost swung her long sleeve, and Fu Chuan was shocked by the yin energy and took a step back. The female ghost wanted to rush out, but she was blocked by the cinnabar that Fu Chuan had scattered outside the door earlier. Fu Chuan also stood in front of her, his left hand forming a lotus flower seal that covered his throat. He knew that if he were touched by the female ghost's sharp red fingernails, his throat would be cut open.

  Three sheep outside shouted to refuel him, Fu Chuanbai gave him a glance, the female ghost smiled slyly, "Do you think you can trap me with cinnabar?"

  Fu Chuan said disapprovingly, "Even if there's no cinnabar, you can't leave this building!" Fu Chuan lifted his foot and kicked the ground, causing the cinnabar to fly up and fill the air. He held his breath and closed his eyes, but the female ghost inhaled the cinnabar and quickly flew up, disappearing into the house in an instant. Fu Chuan knew she couldn't get out - he had also sprinkled cinnabar on the windows earlier, so the only way out was through this door.

  Fu Xiang carefully looked around, he had to be careful, otherwise he might be ambushed by the female ghost, and get hurt, which was not what he wanted when going to Yunnan with injuries.

  Fuhe's breath was held back, the compass in his hand spinning wildly, as if it couldn't stop at all. The female ghost should also be searching for an opportunity to grab his throat in the room.

  Three sheep also held their breath outside, when he saw the red thread slowly taking shape behind Fu Chuan. Three sheep quietly reminded him from behind: "Master, master, behind, behind."

  Fu Chuan seemed not to have heard, but he had. The ghost liked to scare people from behind the most. Just as the red-clad female ghost's red sharp claws were about to reach Fu Chuan's neck, Fu Chuan quickly turned around and stood face to face with the female ghost. He hooked his mouth and sneered: "Playing hide-and-seek?"

  As soon as he finished speaking, his hand had already formed a lotus seal and pressed down on the red-clothed female ghost's forehead. The red-clothed female ghost let out a painful wail under Fu Chuans' hand, while San Yang clapped his hands outside and cheered: "Master is really awesome!"

  When the red-clothed female ghost knelt down at Fuchuan's feet, Fuchuan said calmly: "If you spare the old woman's life today, I will also pity you and let you off. However, it seems that you do not cherish this opportunity." That day, he had originally agreed with the ghost catcher that as long as no one was killed, they would catch her and hand her over to the ghost catcher. But if she hurt someone's life, Fuchuan would definitely capture her and scatter her soul.

  Fu Chuan's left hand grasped the red-clothed female ghost, while his right hand was raised high, with the cinnabar lotus flower seal in his hand shining like a golden carving. The golden light illuminated the pale face of the female ghost, making it shine with a golden glow. "Sorry, I won't let you stay!" As soon as he finished speaking, the red-clothed female ghost vanished between Fu Chuan's hands. At this moment, the yin energy on the stairs also dissipated, and sunlight poured into every corner of this floor.

  After Fu Chuan went downstairs, he received a white handkerchief from San Yang. Fu Chuan was somewhat of a clean freak; every time he finished doing something, even if he didn't wash his hands, he would still wipe off the dirt on them.

  Just as they got into the car after going downstairs, the police car arrived. The next day, a big headline appeared in the newspaper: "Jack is back?"

  Fuhe finished reading and put the newspaper on the table. He said to San Yang: "Pack up, we're going to Yunnan."

  After meeting with Xing Chengtian at the airport in the early morning, the three of them embarked on this Yunnan trip.

  Yunnan, in the dense primary forest near the China-Myanmar border, there is only one secret highway left over from the war decades ago on the edge of the forest. The road has been covered by vegetation that grew after the war, and it's impossible to find this road without a guide who is familiar with it. Only local people in Yunnan who participated in that war know about this road, and the guides are also descendants of those old soldiers.

  The person who led the way for Fu Chuan and the others was called Mengwa, his grandfather was a veteran. The three of them walked on the highway covered with unknown objects and tree branches under Mengwa's leadership. Fu Chuan had never walked on such a road before. The highway was lined with towering trees that blocked out the wind, and even at noon, the fog in the forest did not disperse. It was unbelievable that people lived in such a place, which continued to stretch on.

  Fuhe asked the rugged boy who was clearing thorns in front of him, "Don't the Kusuo people all live in the virgin forest? Doesn't the government manage them?"

  The old man said: "We also gave them the land outside to build houses and live, but they just wouldn't come out. We are also people from the mountains and forests, but later we slowly moved out too. The Kusuo people have lived in the primitive forest for thousands of years. I heard my grandfather say that during the liberation, the government forcibly wanted to demolish their houses and drive them down to live, but the Kusuo people just wouldn't comply. It's said that at the time they even had a fierce battle with the military troops sent by the government. Those people who lived in the primitive forest all year round were simply invisible and left no trace, so the military couldn't gain anything from them. Later, many people died, and for decades after that, nobody bothered to manage them anymore."

  The little girl finished speaking and asked him in a somewhat strange tone: "But why are you going there? That place is quite eerie."

  Fu Chuan patted the shoulder of Xing Chengtian beside him and said, "My friend here is an archaeologist. If you want to go in and take a look, I'll accompany him." Xing Chengtian gave Fu Chuan a white eye.

  Four people walked south, the highway was like a winding and endless rag, San Yang whispered to Fu Chuan: "Master, this road seems to have no end."

  Fuhe also thought so, they had been walking for almost a day now, if they couldn't make it by nightfall, they would have to spend the night in the primeval forest. The primeval forest was home to all sorts of ferocious beasts, and he didn't want to become their midnight snack.

  Fu Chuan asked the little boy in front of him, "Little boy, how much longer will we have to walk?"

  The young man looked at his phone and saw that there was no signal, but he could still see the time. He said, "We'll need to walk for about three more hours."

  Xing Chengtian glanced at his watch, it was already five o'clock in the afternoon, and he said to him: "Let's keep going, we can't turn back now."

  Fu Xiang also thought so, and said to Meng Wa: "After you bring us in, will you sneak back into the city at night?"

  The young man replied honestly: "No, I will stay with acquaintances in the village, and leave at dawn tomorrow." Fuchuan found it strange - did he have acquaintances in the village?

  The young man seemed to have noticed Fu Chuan's doubts, and he said: "In recent years, some people from the village have also come out. They all came out to collect some necessities of life. I have a supermarket in the town, so that's how we met."

  Just as the wild child finished speaking, a cry for help suddenly came from deep in the forest. The voice sounded like a woman's, but it didn't sound normal, seeming to carry some kind of magical power. Fu Chuan and Xing Chengtian became alert, knowing that in such a desolate and rarely visited forest, this situation was not ordinary, and it was likely either a demon or a ghost leading people to their deaths.