"F * ck!"
Li Mu felt a chill run down his spine, and his heart skipped a beat. He instinctively stepped back, putting some distance between himself and the ghostly face.
In the dark night, the ghostly face grinned and blew a breath of air forward.
Li Mu felt a gust of cold wind blow against his face, almost freezing his soul. He wanted to escape, but he couldn't even take a single step …
Li Mu realized that he had really encountered a ghost.
This wasn't the lowest level of Yin spirit. This was an evil ghost that could control Yin energy to attack …
Li Mu couldn't control his body. He watched as the ghost slowly approached him, and his heart was filled with anxiety. At this moment, he suddenly felt a warmth in his chest.
There was a talisman that Li Qing had given him. Li Mu had listened to her and always carried it with him.
The warmth from his chest flowed into his body, driving away the chill in his body and allowing him to regain control of his body.
Without the slightest hesitation, Li Mu sprinted towards the county government as fast as he could in his life.
The ghostly figure stood behind Li Mu and grinned. "You can't run away …"
…
In the dark night, Li Mu ran for his life in the direction of the county office.
Ghosts with a little bit of cultivation were not something that ordinary people could fight against. Ordinary people had the protection of the seven spirits, so ordinary ghosts wouldn't dare to approach them. He had nothing.
Moreover, the fact that the ghost could spit out Yin energy meant that it was at least a vengeful spirit. Li Mu, who had just entered the cultivation world, had no means of dealing with it.
Even though he knew that he was no match for it, Li Mu still underestimated the power of the ghost.
He only ran a dozen steps before he felt a chill run through his body again, and he couldn't move.
The ghost floated in front of him and said eerily, "I actually met a person without the seven spirits. Without the seven spirits, you won't live for long. Today, I will devour three of your souls to help my cultivation advance …"
"Amitabha …"
Li Mu's heart was burning with anxiety. As he struggled with all his might, he suddenly heard a Buddhist chant.
As the Zen chants entered his ears, Li Mu suddenly realized that he had regained control of his body. He looked up ahead and under the moonlight, a monk holding an alms bowl in his left hand and a Zen staff in his right hand was slowly walking towards him.
Li Mu quickly ran to the side of the monk. From the way the monk had solved his dangerous situation, Li Mu could tell that the monk had some skills. At the very least, he was much more powerful than Li Mu.
When the ghost saw the monk, a sinister look appeared on its face. It said eerily, "Where did this wild monk come from? How dare you ruin my plans!"
The monk said leisurely, "Amitabha. I'm Xuandu from Jinshan Temple, not a wild monk."
The name "Jinshan Temple" gave off an inexplicable sense of security. Li Mu couldn't help but think of a white-robed monk who could chant "Mighty Dragon of Heaven".
At this moment, a gust of cold wind suddenly blew around them. The temperature plummeted and the ghost's voice became even more eerie. "I don't care if you're from Jinshan Temple or Jinshan Temple. If you ruin my plans today, I'll devour your soul too!"
Li Mu's body was unsteady from the cold wind. The monk's body did not move. He said with compassion, "Humans have their own Dao, and ghosts have their own Ghost Path. You've taken another person's soul for your own cultivation, which is not tolerated by the Heavenly Dao. You've already committed karma. Why don't you let me help you once and eliminate your karma so that you can be reborn in paradise …"
The ghost seemed to know that the monk was not to be trifled with. After it screamed, a cloud of black fog suddenly burst out from its body and shrouded its body. The black fog rolled and spread out at an extremely fast speed. In the blink of an eye, Li Mu and the monk were shrouded in it.
However, when the black fog was about to touch them, it seemed to have encountered an obstacle and could not move forward.
The monk held the alms bowl in one hand and the monk's staff in the other. He said disappointedly, "You really don't want me to help you?"
"That depends on whether you have the ability or not!" A sharp voice came from the black fog.
The monk sighed and handed the alms bowl to Li Mu. He said, "Young benefactor, can you keep it for me for a moment?"
The black fog rolled and rolled. Li Mu had never seen such a situation. It was not easy for him to get a second life, but it all depended on the monk.
He took the alms bowl without hesitation. However, he didn't know what material the alms bowl was made of. It was much heavier than he imagined. Li Mu didn't hold it firmly and almost dropped it. He picked it up with difficulty. It was not as easy as the monk holding the alms bowl with one hand.
The monk held the monk's staff and looked at the black fog. Finally, he asked, "I'll ask you one more time. Are you going to let me help you or not?"
There was no sound coming from the black fog, but it rolled even more violently. Black claws condensed by the fog tried to grab the monk and Li Mu.
The alms bowl in Li Mu's hand suddenly emitted a faint golden light. The claws that reached out to him were destroyed upon contact.
Li Mu looked at the monk again. He saw that the monk's compassionate expression was no longer there. Instead, he was flustered and exasperated. He held the monk's staff with both hands and rushed into the black fog.
Then, Li Mu heard a series of banging sounds from the black fog and the monk's angry curses.
"You refuse a toast only to be forced to drink a forfeit!"
"Old … Did this poor monk give you face?"
"Shameless thing!"
"Why don't you go out and find out about my name, Xuandu? I want to help you because I'm giving you face. Many people have begged me to help, but I refuse. Don't be so shameless …"
"I'll spare your wretched life for now. If you continue to be so stubborn, I'll scatter your soul …"
…
Li Mu held the alms bowl with both hands. He watched as the black fog gradually calmed down and dissipated …
The black fog dispersed and the monk's figure appeared once again. He held the monk's staff with one hand and his compassionate expression returned. He walked to Li Mu's side and took the alms bowl. He smiled and said, "Thank you, Almsgiver."
Li Mu swallowed his saliva and muttered, "No, no need to thank me …"
The monk chanted again, "Amitabha. Almsgiver, you don't have to worry. That evil spirit has been subdued by me. I'll use Buddhist dharma to enlighten it and guide it onto the right path …"
After saying that, he turned to leave. After taking two steps, he seemed to have remembered something. He turned back and took off the string of Buddhist beads on his wrist. He handed it to Li Mu and said, "I saw that Almsgiver's seven souls have been lost, but your body contains emotions of sorrow and joy. You should be cultivating Daoism. However, Almsgiver's magic power is weak and can't suppress these evil spirits. This string of Buddhist beads can protect Almsgiver from being approached by ordinary evil spirits …"
Li Mu came to his senses and quickly took the Buddhist beads. He bowed and said, "Thank you, Master, for saving my life …"
"Amitabha. To help others is to help me …"
The monk's voice gradually faded and finally disappeared.
Li Mu stood on the empty street. The evil spirit was gone, the black fog was gone, and the monk was gone. If it wasn't for the string of Buddhist beads on his wrist, he would have thought that he was hallucinating.
The evil spirit was real, the black fog was real, and the monk was also real. He was the one who was almost gone.
It had only been a few days since he came to this world and Li Mu had once again experienced a life and death crisis. Tonight's experience made him realize that he couldn't go on like this.
Without the seven souls, in the eyes of the evil spirits, he was a constantly shining lighthouse.
Before he condensed the seven souls, today's incident could very well happen again.
This time, he happened to meet the monk to help him. What about the next time, and the time after that?
It was impossible for him to be so lucky every time. Tomorrow, he had to ask Li Qing if there was any way for him to quickly increase his strength. The next time he met the evil spirits, he wouldn't be so helpless.
He took out the talisman from his chest. After the incident just now, the mana contained in the talisman had been depleted. Li Mu put it away and then wore the string of Buddhist beads on his wrist. He walked in the direction of his home …
It was a sleepless night.
The sky had just brightened when Li Mu climbed out of bed. After a simple wash, he stood at the door and waited.
Li Qing had the habit of exercising in the morning. The street in front of the door was a path she had to pass. However, it was foggy this morning. Dozens of steps away, it was a vast expanse of white. There wasn't a single person on the street. He didn't know if she would come again today.
Li Mu stood for a while. Before Li Qing came, the door to the courtyard next door opened.
The woman named Yoo Han-yeon splashed a basin of dirty water at the door. She still didn't give Li Mu a good look. After a cold snort, she walked back into the courtyard and slammed the door shut.
Li Mu wasn't in the mood to provoke her anger. Last night, he was so frightened that he didn't sleep at all. He was afraid that some evil spirit or evil spirit would appear in front of his bed. Early in the morning, he sat on the stone steps by the door. Drowsiness came in waves.
After an unknown period of time, he sensed something and slowly raised his head. He saw that in the gradually dissipating fog, a slender figure finally appeared …
The moment he saw that figure, Li Mu's anxious heart suddenly calmed down.
…
Thank you to the leader of the "newspaper seller" for your tip. If there's a chance, let's sleep together.
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