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[Zhuyang Anecdotes] Topic: Oh my god, I saw a ghost again!
Content: I’m still scared, I only dared to post this after sleeping. Yesterday, my boyfriend and I went to buy clothes in the Jingui Pedestrian Street area. When we passed an intersection, I suddenly saw a large black face, chubby-faced, looking like a Buddha statue, but aren’t Buddha statues usually made of gold? I was asking my boyfriend if he saw it when the black face laughed, and the laugh sent chills down my spine and my hair stood on end!
At first, I thought it was some kind of projection, because I’ve encountered ghosts at night before, and I’ve been advised to go out less at night, but this time I saw something strange in broad daylight, waaaaah, what am I going to do!
1L: Such a nostalgic opening, haven’t seen you in a long time…
2L: OP, I thought your novel was abandoned, suddenly there’s another story?
3L: Ugh, I also think this is a fake post. If you really encountered something like this, you wouldn’t be asking for help online. You should have gone to pray to the gods and Buddhas already!
4L: ? What happened to the poster having delusions?
5L: This time I feel like it’s real. Isn’t that area very eerie lately? There were even blood-soaked people chasing and attacking at night.
6L: But this is too exaggerated in broad daylight. It must be a hallucination. Poster, please see a doctor soon!
“Yes, like this, turn it over.” Xie Lingya sat on the kneeling stool, directing Xiao Dian to turn Guai Long over, and then continued to fumigate it with incense. With his other hand, he helped Liu Lingtong, who was soaking in willow water.
The Guai Long was still a bit limp. It had exhausted itself during the previous outburst, and now it was relying on Xie Lingya to use folk remedies to recuperate. As for Liu Lingtong, there was no need to mention it; its head had gone bald.
The entire Baoyang Temple was in a bit of chaos. It hadn’t opened its doors since the day before yesterday when it finished fighting with Tan Qing.
Those seriously injured, like Lian Tan, were immediately sent to the hospital. Those with minor injuries received treatment at Hai Guanchao’s place, and some even recited hemostatic incantations for each other. Injuries of Xie Lingya’s and Shi Changxuan’s, though severe, weren’t fatal; they could recuperate at the Taoist temple. Even though the temple was closed and there were no worshippers, but many monks and Taoists came and went, and they had to attend to them.
News of the appearance of the Son of Youdu had already spread, and many people rushed to Zhuyang, only to find that the matter had already been resolved. But since they were already there, they naturally made a detour between the hospital and Baoyang Temple to comfort the frontline soldiers and inquire about the tense battle situation.
While Xiao Dian, who had also been bitten several times and had bandages in several places, was tending to Guai Long and Liu Lingtong under Xie Lingya’s direction.
Seeing his serious expression, Xie Lingya said, “Alright, I’ll offer incense to the Ancestral Master and ask him to urge things on.”
Xiao Dian sweated and said awkwardly, “This… there’s no need to rush, is there?”
“How can we not rush? Do you know their efficiency? What if they only finish the process when we’re almost dead? Wouldn’t we be waiting for decades? They can afford to wait, but we can’t,” Xie Lingya said seriously. The “they” Xie Lingya referred to were the officials of the Underworld.
Everyone had gone to such great lengths and suffered heavy losses to deal with the Son of Youdu. The first thing Xie Lingya did after consulting the doctor was to offer incense and claim credit: Putting everything else aside, you have to make up for Xiao Dian’s lost lifespan, right?
Xie Lingya would rather give his own merits to Xiao Dian to get the Underworld to extend his lifespan. Otherwise, he wouldn’t be sure if the life-extending rituals he performed had made up for all of Xiao Dian’s lost lifespan.
After hearing the recounting of what happened that day, Wang Yuji’s feelings were very complicated. He wanted to say that he hadn’t misjudged the man.
Xie Lingya didn’t rely on Lingzu or Sazu, nor did he depend on them. Instead, he comprehended the Great Dao himself, transforming the Son of Youdu into the Qi of Heaven and Earth. He had died because of the Son of Youdu, and his nephew had entered the Daoist path because of it. Now, the Son of Youdu had died at his nephew’s hands. It was a matter of fate, a reaping what one sows.
But Wang Yuji didn’t have time to reflect for long before Xie Lingya’s demanding manner drove him to curse: “Do you think I wouldn’t care about my disciple’s lifespan?”
Indeed, Wang Yuji had been running around in the underworld these past few days dealing with this matter. This wasn’t just about accumulating good karma; due to the underworld’s negligence when the Son of Youdu escaped, they had essentially done a favor for the gods and spirits.
However, there was still no news, and Xie Lingya couldn’t find his uncle, so he had to offer incense to the ancestral master, hoping he would urge them on his behalf.
“Grandmaster, if you have anything to do, could you take a stroll down there and urge them on?” Xie Lingya sincerely made a wish, holding up incense sticks. “After all, we’ve done a lot to bring you honor, so it would be best if you could put some pressure on them…”
After making his wish, Xie Lingya refreshed himself and placed the incense sticks.
Xiao Dian asked, “Hey, by the way, Teacher Xie, where did Uncle Xie go? Doctor Hai seemed to be looking for him earlier, saying he asked for some ointment.”
“…Oh, he’ll be back soon.” Xie Lingya avoided answering. Xiao Dian didn’t think much of it and continued to nourish Guai Long and Liu Lingtong.
Zhang Daoting came in again and called out, his expression a little strange, “Teacher Xie, um… Master Shi’s parents are here.”
Xie Lingya froze, quickly touched his face, and said, “Okay, very handsome,” as he walked out.
Zhang Daoting: “…”
….
“Uncle, Aunt.” Xie Lingya greeted Master Shi’s parents with a shy smile and welcomed them into Baoyang Temple.
Although it was their first meeting, the atmosphere was still a bit awkward because Shi Changxuan had just told his parents about their relationship. However, as Shi Changxuan had anticipated, his parents, due to their Taoist practices and understanding of his character, were actually more accepting than Father Xie.
They had always had a good impression of Xie Lingya, but now that they were about to become family, they were unsure how to handle the appropriate boundaries with their son’s partner.
“Okay…hehe, don’t move if you’re injured,” Mother Shi quickly stopped Xie Lingya when she saw his hands wrapped up like dumplings trying to pour her tea.
Xie Lingya hesitated for a moment, then said, “It’s okay, my left hand isn’t too badly injured.” The most severe burns were on his right hand, and regardless of the severity, it wasn’t really necessary to wrap it up like a dumpling; it was just Hai Guanchao telling him to play the victim in front of the parents.
Upon hearing this, the Shi parents chuckled, “Disabled but determined! Even with only one hand injured, this child is hard to manage.” They quickly stopped them, “No need, no need. By the way, I heard your father is here too, where is he?”
They had originally planned to come to Zhuyang that day, but before arriving, they heard Shi Changxuan talk about him and Xie Lingya, and after considering it at home for two days, they finally came.
“Uh… well, he should be back soon,” Xie Lingya mumbled. Hearing Song Jing’s voice, he knew they were back and quickly seized the opportunity to say, “They’re here.”
As he opened the door, he met Father Xie’s gaze.
Father Xie glared at him.
Xie Lingya: “…Hehe, Dad, Aunt Song, this is Uncle Shi and Aunt Shi.”
Only then did Father Xie slowly look away and awkwardly greet the Shi parents along with Song Jing.
Mrs. Shi looked worried. Why did Xie Lingya’s father seem dissatisfied? Was he against her child? Just then, Shi Changxuan, having finished changing his dressing, slowly entered, leaning against the wall.
Father Xie helped him up, his expression softening slightly. He said to Xie Lingya, “You brat, have you poured tea?”
“No need, the child’s hand is injured, we’ll do it ourselves,” Mrs. Shi quickly replied.
Although Father Xie wasn’t from Baoyang Temple, as Xie Lingya’s father, he was practically a host, and he took the initiative to pour the tea. Song Jing also went to fetch some fruit.
Taking this opportunity, Mrs. Shi whispered to Shi Changxuan, “What exactly is Father Xie’s attitude?”
She couldn’t quite understand it; he seemed angry, yet he was quite kind to Shi Changxuan.
Shi Changxuan didn’t know how to answer for a moment, only muttering, “…It’s nothing.”
Xie Lingya stood beside him with a calm smile, as if nothing had happened.
Why did Father Xie have such a contradictory reaction?
It was because of Xie Lingya who, in front of the local police officer, pinned the blame on Father Xie. Although the family dispute couldn’t be pursued further, the police, along with community workers, gave Father Xie a lecture for two days straight, just in case he didn’t listen.
While China neither supported nor opposed such actions, they felt compelled to intervene when a resident in their jurisdiction beat someone so badly over their child coming out as gay. They urged him to talk things out calmly, warning against violence, especially since it looked like someone was about to die.
Father Xie, unable to shake off the blame, endured the agonizing back pain and listened to the lengthy lecture before finally leaving, promising not to hit anyone again. On the way home, his tailbone still throbbed, and the more he thought about it, the more heartbroken he became. This heartache transformed into overwhelming grief and indignation upon seeing Xie Lingya.
Taking advantage of the chance to brush past each other, Father Xie glared at Xie Lingya again. If Xie Lingya hadn’t been injured…
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