Chapter 36: Chapter 34: Ghost Den
"Senior brother... There’s a very fierce ghost outside... It’s so scary," the man shouted in panic.
A young man with a plump figure, wearing a blue Daoist robe, slowly approached.
This man had a face full of benevolence, with a plump nose and large ears.
"Look at how inexperienced you are, what are you afraid of?"
The plump man scolded the young man, "Do you know what our Daoist Temple does? We are Daoists, we catch ghosts.
How can you be scared of a ghost like this and lose face if word gets out?"
"A wandering ghost actually dares to come to the Qi Daoist Temple to scare people, I’ll go catch it."
The plump man snorted coldly, taking a step through the doorway with his right foot.
Before his left foot could pass over the threshold, his pupils suddenly contracted.
"WOC... There’s a ghost..."
The plump man was so frightened that he stumbled backward, tripped by the threshold due to panic, falling backward.
The plump man turned pale with fear.
He was even more exaggerated than the previous junior brother.
"Don’t let the ghost in, quickly close the door..." the plump man shouted to the man beside him.
"Senior brother... I don’t think closing the door will help?" the man muttered in response.
All disciples of Qi Daoist Temple learn a basic introductory skill called Qi Observation.
They observe ghosts by judging their strength using Qi Observation.
The plump man had just used Qi Observation Technique.
Ghost Qi surged all over the place.
The fierce Ghost Qi was so oppressive that he couldn’t breathe.
It was the first time he had seen such a fierce ghost.
It was clearly not something these junior disciples could handle.
"Knock knock knock..."
Mo Lin gently knocked on the door, asking, "Is anyone there?"
"TMD... This ghost is quite polite..." the plump man grumbled, hearing Mo Lin’s voice, all the hair on his body stood on end.
So frightened his legs turned weak, he couldn’t even stand.
Having a ghost knock on the door... This kind of thing is quite horrifying.
It’s the first time encountering a ghost with such courage, actually coming to knock on the door of the Daoist Temple.
It’s like a mouse walking into a cat’s nest...
"Quickly, go call senior brother," the plump man shouted to the man beside him.
The man didn’t dare to delay, quickly getting up to call senior brother.
Senior brother was resting inside at that moment.
Upon hearing that a ghost had entered the Daoist Temple, he immediately got up, carrying his ghost-catching equipment, and went to the courtyard.
"What’s going on with you? Scared by a ghost like this? What a disgrace!" Wan Yu, wearing a yellow Daoist robe, angrily scolded the two junior brothers in front of him.
He is an orthodox Daoist.
The yellow Daoist robe is the best proof.
"Overcome with fear... We, a group of Daoists, are afraid of ghosts?"
"Open the door," Wan Yu commanded.
The plump man whispered, "Senior brother, maybe let’s not..."
"What are you afraid of? I command you to open the door," Wan Yu angrily scolded.
"It’s a really fierce ghost... I’m afraid you’ll be scared," the plump man muttered, wearing a face on the verge of tears.
"I’m afraid of ghosts? What a joke! Open the door," Wan Yu shouted with righteousness.
Seven years ago, ghosts appeared in this world.
He was the first to catch ghosts, over these years, he’s caught not a thousand but over five hundred ghosts.
Afraid of ghosts?
Such a joke.
A Daoist afraid of ghosts, such a thing would make people laugh out loud.
The plump man braced himself and opened the door.
The moment Mo Lin stepped into the courtyard, Wan Yu and the others instinctively retreated.
"WOC... This this this..."
Wan Yu was at a loss for words...
This indeed was a very fierce ghost.
In his eyes, the other party was not a person, but a ghost shrouded in soaring Ghost Qi.
The terrifying Ghost Qi permeated the air.
It was the first time Wan Yu had seen such dense Ghost Qi in his life.
The strength of the Ghost Qi represents the power level of a ghost.
What was this situation with soaring Ghost Qi?
Wan Yu even felt this was the other party restraining their Ghost Qi, causing such a massive effect.
If the other party didn’t restrain their Ghost Qi, the scene would be even more shocking.
For the first time, he lost confidence in his own abilities.
Seeing Mo Lin at that moment, he instantly had no intention to catch ghosts...
Wan Yu had mastered Qi Observation Technique, what he saw wasn’t just simple Ghost Qi.
Rather, five ghosts were nurtured in the other party’s belly.
His gaze met those of one ghost in Mo Lin’s belly.
At that moment, Wan Yu’s body suddenly trembled.
This was a fear that came from the soul.
Wan Yu hurriedly withdrew his gaze, not daring to use Qi Observation Technique again.
Alright... He was scared...
Wan Yu even didn’t know what to say.
"Senior brother... Catch him..." a junior brother reminded Wan Yu.
"Shut up..." Wan Yu cursed in anger.
If he could catch him, wouldn’t he have already taken action?
How to catch such a powerful ghost?
Risk his life to catch him?
The main issue now is the lack of a pre-arranged Ghost Hunting Array.
No way to catch the other party.
"Why did you come to my Qi Daoist Temple?" Wan Yu braced himself, asking Mo Lin.
"Did you catch a ghost child a few days ago?" Mo Lin slowly asked.
"Hmm... Yes..."
"Well... the ghost child’s mother is very anxious, can you return the ghost child to me? I can give you Netherworld Currency," Mo Lin slowly said to Wan Yu.
Wan Yu’s face turned ashen.
A ghost had come knocking on his door... The ghost in front was openly asking him for a ghost...
This really isn’t giving Qi Daoist Temple any respect.
What does he take these Daoists for?
Mo Lin didn’t understand why, with just a simple sentence, the expressions of these Daoists looked as awful as if they had eaten dog poop.
He already said he wouldn’t take the ghost child for free; he was willing to offer Netherworld Currency.
Is this still not enough?
"Can you give it to me?" Mo Lin asked again.
Wan Yu’s heart skipped a beat; the other party was threatening him.
Being threatened by a ghost... how embarrassing would that be if it got out?
"Go fetch the little ghost we caught a few days ago." Despite feeling unwilling, Wan Yu acted honestly and instructed someone to bring over the little ghost caught earlier.
The junior brother was obedient, turned around, and left to fetch the little ghost caught a few days ago.
After waiting for about three minutes, the junior returned with a gray-black jar.
Talisman paper was pasted on the jar.
Wan Yu removed the paper from the jar.
A timid black figure peeked out of the jar.
A little ghost walked out of the jar; its stature was very small, like a seven or eight-year-old child.
Upon seeing Wan Yu and the others, it instinctively retreated, shrinking its neck.
It turned and exclaimed when it saw Mo Lin.
"Lord Mo Lin..."
The little ghost ran towards Mo Lin.
This "Lord Mo Lin" further convinced Wan Yu that Mo Lin was indeed a ghost and one of stature at that.
"Name: Xiaoli
Realm: Ordinary Level
Ghost Skill: Perception (Finding the precise location of the target through a clue.)"
This little ghost’s skill is quite interesting.
Of course, Mo Lin merely found the skill interesting and didn’t plan to include this little ghost in the Ghost Suppression Book.
Because it’s not worth it.
He can keep this little ghost around; it might come in handy in the future.
This little ghost knew Mo Lin.
It had met Mo Lin a few times while in the Underworld.
"Thank you, Lord Mo Lin, for saving my life," the little ghost earnestly thanked Mo Lin.
"Yin Xiaohua, come out. I found your son for you," Mo Lin slowly called out.
Yin Xiaohua appeared beside Mo Lin, stepped forward, and embraced her son.
"Son, are you okay?"
Holding her son, Yin Xiaohua angrily scolded, "I told you not to run around, but you didn’t listen and got caught by these filthy Daoists, right?
If it weren’t for Lord Mo Lin’s rescue, you probably wouldn’t survive... hurry up and thank Lord Mo Lin!"
The little ghost quickly thanked, "Thank you, Lord Mo Lin, for saving my life."
Yin Xiaohua gave Wan Yu a fierce glare, then vanished together with her son.
The two simultaneously settled into the long sword held by Mo Lin.
"Thanks..." Mo Lin handed over two thousand Netherworld Currency to Wan Yu and then turned to leave.
Wan Yu watched Mo Lin’s departing figure and murmured to himself.
"This ghost is actually quite courteous..."
"Senior brother, are we just going to let this ghost walk away?" The pudgy man said, very unwilling.
"Of course not... The face we lost today has to be regained."
"Go buy some talisman papers; I want to draw a Ghost Hunting Array myself to capture this ghost." Wan Yu snorted coldly.
"You are mighty, senior brother... I’ll go buy it right away," the pudgy man replied respectfully.
This time Mo Lin came too suddenly, and Wan Yu wasn’t completely confident, so he didn’t dare act rashly.
But that doesn’t mean he’s afraid of Mo Lin.
He’s planning to prepare a Ghost Hunting Array in advance; with the power of the array, it’s not impossible to capture Mo Lin.
Today, he has to regain his dignity.
....
After leaving Qi Daoist Temple, Mo Lin bumped into the hurriedly approaching Feng Mingyu.
Feng Mingyu grasped her waist with her right hand, her chest heaving, panting heavily, her bangs on her forehead soaked with sweat.
It looked like she ran here in a hurry.
"You... alright?" Feng Mingyu asked Mo Lin, surprised.
"I’m fine, it’s already resolved."
"Ah... resolved just like that?" Feng Mingyu initially thought Mo Lin would clash with that group from Qi Daoist Temple.
But that scene didn’t occur.
Apparently, she overthought it.
"Have you eaten? Can I treat you to a meal?" Feng Mingyu asked Mo Lin.
"Sure, I’m just hungry."
Mo Lin had been busy all night and indeed felt a bit hungry.
Feng Mingyu took Mo Lin to an ordinary restaurant in the suburbs.
The restaurant was very empty; there wasn’t anyone there.
This was primarily a restaurant for stir-fry dishes.
The door of the restaurant was open, and the lights inside were on.
The first impression upon entering the restaurant... filthy and messy...
A thick layer of dust covered the tables in the restaurant, and the floor hadn’t been mopped for who knows how long.
Walking on the floor felt sticky underfoot.
The chairs, needless to say, were also covered in dust.
"Why is it so dirty..." Feng Mingyu’s first reaction upon entering the restaurant was to complain.
She had never encountered such a dirty restaurant before.
She didn’t even understand how such a restaurant operates?
Normally, people wouldn’t come to eat, right?
"Are you afraid of ghosts?" Mo Lin asked Feng Mingyu.
This question felt particularly abrupt at this moment.
"Uh... what do you mean?"
Feng Mingyu looked around warily, instinctively moving closer to Mo Lin.
"I’m a Ghost-Controlling Master, I don’t fear ghosts," Feng Mingyu boldly replied.
"Oh.. as long as you’re not afraid of ghosts... we’ve entered a ghost den." Mo Lin said calmly.
"Ghost den?"
In the next moment... Feng Mingyu understood why Mo Lin said this was a ghost den.