Chapter Eighteen: The Wealthy Ghost Becomes a Malevolent Spirit

  The beautiful shop owner Lin Caiping was suddenly frightened pale, and although Mrs. Lin was also pale, she didn't forget to hug her daughter into her arms to comfort her. Wei Xiangtu was relatively calm, but still asked in shock: "Did you see a green big-headed ghost somewhere? How big is it? What does it look like?"

  "About the size of a three or four year old child, with extremely thin and deformed limbs, just skin and bones. The head was also somewhat deformed, with no flesh on his face, as if he had been starving for a long time and never had enough to eat."

  "Is it green?"

  It is green.

  "Does it have a long horn?"

  "No."

  Li Huan naturally didn't know that in their eyes, there was only a talisman in the corner of the courtyard, a handful of incense ash, and an incense stick burning on top.

  That's what Mrs. Lin used to suppress the Five Ghosts of Wealth, using the Buddhist incense method to suppress ghosts. Using talisman paper as the base and incense ash as the foundation, each branch of incense was pressed down on the four directions of east, south, west, and north, so that only one ghost could move, reducing losses and protecting the house.

  Li Huan unexpectedly saw it in broad daylight, a real ghost!

  However, these five ghosts of wealth, Wei Xiang knows them very well. They have gold, silver, yellow, white and purple, but they won't be green!

  "Mrs. Lin, please take us to see the other three townhouses." Wei Xiangtu felt that something was wrong and her tone turned cold.

  Lin Caiping was so scared that she didn't dare to go in and rest by herself. She had no choice but to have Wei Xiangtu support the old lady, and the four of them walked around the not-so-small house once.

  As a result, the other three townhouses were not the five ghosts of wealth, but the red double-horned evil spirits, the black sharp-toothed big-mouthed prison ghosts, and the brown tattered-haired poor ghosts.

  This is clearly one of the Four Calamities. From last May to now, it has not yet destroyed this family, which shows that Mr. Lin had indeed accumulated good fortune in his lifetime.

  Fortunately, Mrs. Lin was a wise old lady who, after learning that the situation was so severe, slowly calmed down and, after leading her frightened daughter and the guest into the living room, did not forget to calm her daughter down and make tea for the guest. Wei Xiangtu's mood wasn't good either, looking a bit absent-minded, and after taking a sip of tea, he said: "Mrs. Lin, I think now we can only do the ritual to ward off evil spirits first, as for how Yuncai Wugui became an evil spirit, I don't think it's the work of ghosts or gods, but rather... You should be careful of petty people."

  "My family has never offended anyone, how could this happen?" Mrs. Lin shook her head helplessly, "And what's the benefit to anyone if we're ruined? This..."

  "It's hard to know what people are thinking, maybe they're business rivals or something." Wei Xiangtu decided not to ask about other people's private matters anymore and just said, "Now that we understand the situation, Dr. Li and I will head back first and make preparations before visiting again tomorrow."

  "Alright, okay, Cai Ping, send Wei young lady and Dr. Li back home." Old Lady Lin also stood up.

  This time Li Huan drove again. Lin Caiping followed, but it was to wait until they arrived and then drive the car back. The whole way there was no conversation, as if everyone was lost in thought.

  When I got home, it was already past five in the afternoon. As usual, we made some simple dishes to get by for dinner, and then Wei Xiangtu started preparing things for tomorrow. Afraid of forgetting, he even made a list, from the cakes and fruits used to worship hungry ghosts to the paper cars and houses given to poor ghosts, as well as the key knife used to ward off prison ghosts and the dragon tendon rope used to bind evil ghosts, which Li Huan had never heard of before. But Li Huan knew that he would definitely be caught by the bitter labor.

  Xigulu is so far from here, by the time we get there it'll probably be around 8 or 9 pm. Going to Xigulu at night feels a bit spooky, thinking about all those weird and supernatural guys gathering there...

  The lanterns had just been lit, and Lian Zhuangzi's dream had quietly emerged, sitting beside Wei Xiangtu.

  The night of Xigulu has a unique charm, each store with a strong Chinese flavor hangs red lanterns at the door, and the traditional Chinese-style storefront decoration is very matching. As I walked by, it felt like an ancient night scene on TV, giving people a sense of time disorder. After returning to China for two years, Li Huan discovered that Shanghai has such a place for the first time.

  Zhuangzi was afraid of running into some superior being or recluse and causing trouble, so he hid again as soon as the carriage passed by. Li Huan followed Wei Xiang's pace, looking at the bustling crowd around him, feeling a bit unreal, as if walking in a dream.

  The key knife used by Xiegui is actually a special long needle, and the dragon tendon rope is just an ordinary-looking red rope.

  However, she picked up the long needle and carefully observed her expression, she rolled up the red rope skillfully and made a circle with her hand, under the red lantern, her ponytail...

  Wei Xiangtu walked with Li Huan to several stores, and finally found that Li Huan seemed dazed and confused behind him. He turned around doubtfully and said, "Dr. Li, what's wrong?"

  Li Huan heard this and finally lifted his head, smiling: "Nothing, nothing at all."

  Wei Xiangtu furrowed his brow and said: "Aren't you exhausted? Or are you sleepy?"

  "Ah, no, nothing."

  Wei Xiangtu didn't seem to believe him, and with a comforting tone, she said softly, "Let's just head back quickly, we can buy the pastries tomorrow. I don't drive, it's too dangerous to drive when you're tired." As she spoke, she smiled slightly and took half of the things from Li Huan's hands, walking towards where they had parked their car. But suddenly, Li Huan grabbed hold of her.

  "Huh?"

  Turning back inexplicably, Wei Xiangtu furrowed his brow.

  Dr. Li seemed to want to say something, but his expression was abnormal, and he hesitated to speak.

  Nothing, nothing at all.

  Li Huan forced himself to sober up and quickly planned in his mind, "Let's go back first."

  Wei Xiangtu suddenly became suspicious: "Dr. Li, did you see some kind of ghost or spirit?"

  Li Huan smiled: "No, I just feel that such streets have not been seen for a long time, so I'm a bit dazed. Let's go, get in the car."

  Li Huan made up his mind as he opened the car door.

  He has always been very clear about his feelings and thoughts. Although his rational thinking habit makes him used to analyzing, for example, whether the atmosphere and environment tonight are too good, and whether the previous ambiguous judgment ripens this emotion that should not have fermented rapidly in just a few days. However, he is still certain - he must have been moved.

  The ripples in his heart were hard to calm once they had been stirred up, and he lay in bed that night, tossing and turning, with a jumble of thoughts in his mind. He indulged in wild fancies for a long time before finally surrendering to the overwhelming fatigue at dawn. When he woke up again, he found that it was already bright outside the window.

  In his heart, he secretly thought it was not good. Li Huan rushed out of the room at an extremely fast speed, but found that Wei Xiangtu had already bought all kinds of fruits and pastries, which were placed on the tea table in the living room on the second floor. She just came out of the kitchen, saw him, and smiled slightly.

  "Are you up? I figured you were tired, so I went to buy things and came back, breakfast is ready too, let's set off after we finish eating."

  Li Huan smiled awkwardly and took out his phone, "It's 10 o'clock. Don't worry, I'll hurry up."