Chapter Fourteen: The Golden Cauldron Captures the Ghosts

  The ghost corpse pounced on me with its claws outstretched, I dodged to the side and kicked it in the waist, sending it crashing into the stone wall. I thought to myself, after getting my shoe dirty with rotting flesh, mucus, and maggots, I'll have to find Mao Shi Jiu to compensate me for a new pair of shoes.

  Before I could think more, the ghost corpse stood up again, slowly walking towards me, with a greedy color in its eyes, it must have taken me as a delicious dish. I was forced into a corner, the ghost corpse opened its bloody mouth, biting towards my neck, a burst of foul breath came out, and I reflexively covered my mouth.

  "Good-for-nothing, why are you covering your mouth at this time? Are you looking for death?" Another voice echoed in my mind. He quickly controlled me and used the wooden sword to block the ghost's mouth. The ghost bumped into the wooden sword and was immediately bounced back.

  The ghost corpse didn't give up, and it probably also realized that I wasn't an ordinary person. However, the yin energy on my body seemed to have a great attraction to him. The ghost corpse let out a loud roar and spat out a ball of green mist from its mouth. After spitting it out, the surrounding stone walls were corroded into sand, flowing down from the walls, and the stone coffin was melting at a visible speed. The dry corpse next to it turned into a lump of flesh mud as soon as it touched it. Strangely, the golden alms bowl in the dry corpse's hand didn't receive any impact, but instead emitted a faint golden light.

  No time for me to think, I quickly wrapped my mouth and nose with glutinous rice, otherwise I would also be corroded by the poisonous fog. Fortunately, the glutinous rice drove away the green mist, which could not approach my body.

  The ghost corpse had no more tricks up its sleeve, and just as I was about to approach it and subdue it, my body suddenly shook violently, and a feeling of weakness spread through me. At this moment, I clearly felt that my body could move again, and I took two steps forward on my own without any problem. Looking at the red rope on my wrist, it had already been completely corroded and broken, and I had lost contact with Mao Shi Jiu.

  "It's all over, the red string is broken and there's no glutinous rice left either. Quick, run for it!" I sighed heavily in my heart.

  The ghost corpse shouldn't have let me escape so easily, and yet it had driven me into a corner. I was frantic, and the glutinous rice in my mouth flew out and hit the ghost corpse's body. To my astonishment, however, it didn't work. The glutinous rice had been moistened by my saliva and lost its effect.

  "Big brother, don't kill me! I'm still a virgin!"

  "Right, the urine of a virgin child, it must be effective." I suddenly remembered the ink line cooked with the urine of a virgin child. I hastily turned around, took off my pants and started brewing my urine, but at this time, the ghost corpse was approaching me step by step, there wasn't much time left, I was so nervous that I didn't know what to do.

  I've got it! Perhaps because I was too nervous, a stream of urine rushed up to my abdomen. I casually picked up the golden ladle next to me and started pouring the urine of the young boy. A pungent smell beyond compare assaulted my nostrils, and I hastily covered my nose.

  The ghost seemed to be stunned by this sudden smell as well, and stopped in its tracks for a moment.

  "Die, you ugly ghost." I directly poured out a full bladder of urine.

  After splashing out, I was stunned. The splash only landed on the ghost's heel, and its heel kept bubbling up with white foam, while a white liquid flowed out continuously. In an instant, the ghost's foot transformed into a duck's webbed foot. The ghost was in so much pain that it retreated several steps back, let out a loud wail, but soon calmed down, thoroughly enraged by me.

  I was desperate, and the only thing that could save my life, the urine of a young boy, had been used up. When the ghostly corpse pounced on me, I threw the golden alms bowl at it and prepared to run away. But unexpectedly, as soon as the alms bowl touched the ghost's body, it emitted flashes of Buddhist light, causing the ghost to be repelled several meters away. It moved slightly, startled, and looked at the alms bowl on the ground with trepidation.

  This golden gourd is actually a treasure, my heart can't help but be overjoyed. I quickly picked up the golden gourd and stood up to dance in front of the ghost corpse. The ghost corpse was so scared that it didn't dare look directly at the golden gourd, it was very fearful of the Buddha light emitted by the golden gourd. As I got closer, the ghost corpse retreated further away.

  I stepped closer to the ghost corpse, this time it was cornered by me. It's really a case of "the emperor changes every thirty years". I walked while shaking the golden gong, the crisp sound was like the chanting of ten thousand Buddhas. The ghost corpse couldn't bear the sound and its face distorted, with rotten flesh falling off inch by inch, revealing the white bones of its nose bridge. The ghost corpse grabbed the fallen flesh on its face, let out a roar, and suddenly transformed into a green gas that escaped towards the exit.

  This is exactly what I wanted, the ghost corpse has fallen into its own trap, and the outside ghost array is waiting for it. With a sense of satisfaction in my heart, I rushed out to follow, but the ghost corpse escaped quickly, and after a few breaths, it had already left the Buddha's tomb. I finally managed to climb out of the Buddha's tomb, preparing to watch the shocking battle between humans and ghosts, but when I got out, the ghost corpse was already trapped in the array, clearly being bullied by Mao Shi Jiu, where is the majestic atmosphere of a shocking great war?

  As soon as the ghost corpse entered the formation, it was a chaotic collision with its head and brain, and many parts of its body were scarred by the burning mo lines. It was like hitting a wall and couldn't find its way, spinning around in place. The chicken blood red lamp illuminated the ghost corpse very brightly, and the crimson light shone on its body like a fire, tormenting it to roll around on the ground.

  "Evil creature, I previously thought you hadn't committed any evil deeds and only sealed you away. Who would have thought that you would break the seal and devour humans? Today, I will execute you on the spot." Mao Shi Jiu said while maintaining the large array with his seals.

  "Eighteen years ago, this place wasn't called Ghost Street, it was called Moonlight Bay. Our entire village relied on a beautiful crescent-shaped lake for survival. I was in my youth and the most handsome young man in Moonlight Bay, I fell in love with the most beautiful girl in the village, I pursued her. Just as we were preparing to get married that morning, I woke up to find my face rotting inch by inch. The plague came, I became a carrier of the disease, killing everyone in the village, killing her, and Moonlight Bay was no more." The ghost corpse suddenly spoke, it stopped struggling and let the fire burn it. Two tears stayed on its pale eyeballs, you could tell the ghost corpse was heartbroken.

  "Ah, you don't know yet, do you? You've been put under a blood curse. The first time I saw your ghost lingering around, I knew it - your soul is red, someone has cast a blood-colored spell on you." Mao Shi Jiu sighed after hearing the ghost's words.

  "I was going to spare you, but you've harmed people, I'll put things right for you." Mao Shi Jiu narrowed his eyes, lit a talisman paper and threw it into the Ghost Trap Array. The entire array instantly burst into flames.

  "Thank you for saving me, but I've never harmed anyone. Everything I did to him was in self-defense." The ghost corpse pointed at me with a smile in the firelight, then fell to the ground and turned into ashes.

  There's an old saying that a person's words are good before they die, and the ghost's words should be good before it dies too! Mao Shi Jiu stood still for a few seconds, then picked up something from the ashes of the burnt remains.

  It was a brocade pouch. When I opened it, I saw a red silk handkerchief with the four words "Lotus Moon Green Sky" embroidered on it. I thought Lotus Moon must be the girl he loved, and my nose felt sour, with an indescribable feeling. This is a tragedy, and the outcome is so sad.

  "Do you believe what he said?" I asked Mao Shi Jiu seriously.

  "I didn't believe it at first, I thought it was all nonsense, but he's different, maybe he's kind." Mao Shi Jiu's emotions weren't high either, perhaps he felt guilty for mistakenly killing the ghost corpse.

  "So who is the real murderer?" I suddenly thought of.

  "It must have been that crooked sorcerer who performed the Head-Dropping Technique on him."

  "Something's wrong, let's go back." Suddenly Mao Shi Jiu thought of something.

  Zhang Xinyu was still in Mao's shop, and I was also startled by him. Won't anything happen? I put the golden ladle in my arms and followed Mao back.

  First we went back to the street and found the old man who called us lying on the ground, breathless.

  At nineteen, he looked back and seemed to understand something.

  "We were deceived, it was actually the old man who was the one harming people, he was the one who harmed Zhang Daomei, a thief shouting to catch a thief."

  "The old man is dead, how can it be him?" I said with some anger.

  "To be precise, the old man is a puppet, just like those female corpses we encountered last time, but this time it's not as simple as that." Mao Shi Jiu spoke with his eyebrows furrowed.

  "You mean someone is using us to get rid of the ghost corpses?"

  "No, it's someone using a vengeful spirit against me." Mao Shi Jiu said with certainty.

  Back in the Ghost Story Store, I found Zhang Xinyu was fine, so I felt relieved.

  "You're back? I've been waiting for you until I'm bored to death."

  "It's okay, just now a handsome guy came in and chatted with me for a while. He should be looking for you." Zhang Xinyu pointed at Mao Shijiu.

  Cao Jingyu's expression changed in an instant, "Who? Who came looking for me?"

  "I don't know him, but he asked me to give this to you." Zhang Xinyu handed a note to Mao Shijiu.

  "Invite trouble and you will get a ghostly visit."