"Wha… what? You want me to go to the old house west of the village."
Old Ghost's face showed fear, and he looked at me with some annoyance, "You're sending me to my death!"
I ignored Old Ghost's gaze, "What's wrong? You're all ghosts anyway, you should have met each other before. What's wrong with treating it like neighbors saying hello?"
Although I felt a little embarrassed inside, I didn't show it on my face.
The Fifth Prince's status seemed "noble," but the Old Ghost in front of me didn't feel any less so.
How could a ghost who actively approached a Feng Shui master be an ordinary figure?
It wasn't that no Yin souls had come to me for help before, but every one of them was polite when they arrived. None were like Old Ghost, who, though polite in speech, didn't have the demeanor of someone asking for a favor.
Therefore, I was certain that this Old Ghost must have other intentions.
Moreover, when Old Madam Wang spoke of Old Ghost's identity, I always felt that her expression was a little unnatural, and that she was very afraid of Old Ghost. This made me suspicious.
If Old Ghost were truly Old Madam Wang's second great-uncle, she would have recognized him immediately. Even if her memory was slightly off, she wouldn't need Old Ghost to remind her to recognize him as her second great-uncle, would she?
Old Ghost rolled his eyes at me, "Kid, you're being unfair. I helped you with such a big favor, and you don't even thank me. Now you're asking me to risk my life, which is going too far. Do I have to beg you?"
"Then what do you want? Your matter can only be handled after I find your friend's soul. Otherwise, you can find someone else?"
As the saying goes, one doesn't visit the temple without a reason. If I didn't make use of this "free" labor that came to my door, wouldn't I be letting them down?
Besides, the current Molu Village has become a place where Yin creatures and冥器 (underworld artifacts) are prevalent. Finding a few Feng Shui masters wouldn't be difficult.
Li Lao, who is by Fang Huixin's side, controls the "long eye" of the Yin creature transaction market in Molu Village. I don't believe Old Ghost doesn't know him.
If Old Ghost needed someone to help him, Li Lao would definitely be the first choice. His cultivation must be much stronger than mine, a mere novice.
Asking me? Isn't that a joke?
It's clear as day that he's here to ask me for help. If there's no trickery involved, even ghosts wouldn't believe it.
I looked at Old Ghost with a nonchalant expression, as if everything was under control, but in reality, I was a little unsure if Old Ghost would agree to my terms.
I had been to the old house west of the village, and it was there that I encountered Sui Wan'er for the third time. I had experienced her terror, and even if I were injured, I wouldn't be able to contend with her.
I don't know if the person speaking in the old house west of the village is the Fifth Prince, but judging by the fact that his single sentence could make Sui Wan'er afraid to act, it's clear that there's someone formidable inside.
He had also warned Zhang Dabiao not to step into the old house west of the village again. If the person inside were indeed the Fifth Prince, there might be a chance for mediation. But if not, our rash approach might not only fail to save anyone but also put ourselves in danger.
It was only because Sun Chuang, who looked much weaker than yesterday, insisted on leaving Molu Village that I felt compelled to act. He didn't want to stay here for another minute.
More than a day had passed since that mysterious person informed me that Chuang's soul was being held in the old house west of the village. Sun Chuang's condition was also becoming increasingly weak, which forced me to believe the mysterious person. If I really couldn't rescue Sun Chuang's soul within three days, that mysterious person would indeed kill Sun Chuang within three days.
After a long silence, Old Ghost finally spoke, "It's not impossible for me to go once."
"However, the favor I want you to do for me is not easy to accomplish. I need to know if you can do it before I decide whether to go or not?"
I was stunned and couldn't help but curse inwardly, "As expected, the older the ghost, the harder they are to fool."
"What if I can't do the thing you want me to do?"
"Heh heh… If anyone else said that, I might believe them. But you, I think you have some ability, otherwise why would I come to you?"
"Then tell me, let's see if our deal can be made?"
Honestly, I couldn't quite guess what this Old Ghost wanted to do. However, since he believed I could do it, or that I might be able to do it, he must know my abilities.
"I know you are a Yin diviner. Give me a face reading. If you can tell me what I did in my past life, I'll run this errand for you."
I never expected that Old Ghost would ask me such a question.
Giving face readings to Yin souls and fortune-telling are my future livelihoods. Isn't this walking right into my trap?
I carefully examined Old Ghost's face and was about to blurt out his past life. But just as I was about to speak, I stopped.
Old Ghost's face looked like that of an ordinary Yin creature, but there was a crack in his ghost bones. Although the crack was covered by ghost energy, it was incongruous with his ghost appearance.
My master once warned me that humans have human appearances, and ghosts have ghost faces. Although their appearances wouldn't change drastically after death, judging them was vastly different.
When giving a face reading to a person, one looks not at the skin but at the bones, because skin can change, but bones cannot be easily altered. Ghosts, however, are not like that.
They can transform in countless ways and can even shift their "ghost bones" without easily revealing themselves to the world. Otherwise, why would so many people, disfigured in car accidents, still look the same after death as they did when they were alive? That's because Yin creatures used their abilities.
I pondered for a moment, raised an eyebrow, and looked at Old Ghost, "Old Ghost, you've moved your ghost bones!"
As soon as I finished speaking, Old Ghost's brow twitched, but he quickly suppressed it.
"Kid, what are you talking about? I don't understand. It seems you can't do the thing I want you to do."
With that, Old Ghost turned to leave without any hesitation, leaving Old Madam Wang standing there stunned. She looked at the departing Old Ghost, then at me, and opened her mouth as if to say something.
"Brother, what is this?" Zhang Dabiao nudged me and asked, looking at Old Ghost who was almost out of the courtyard.
I didn't say anything, but gave Zhang Dabiao a reassuring look and continued to watch Old Ghost walk away. I didn't believe he wouldn't turn back.
I hadn't paid attention to the old man's face earlier, but after carefully examining it just now, the Old Ghost who appeared before me was merely a facade.
Just as Old Ghost was about to step out of the courtyard, he suddenly stopped.
I breathed a sigh of relief, "I bet right." But in the next second, Old Ghost flickered and disappeared from my sight.
This left me momentarily stunned.
Did I misjudge?
It shouldn't be!