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Chapter 58 - 58 58 The Well Thanks to 'Red Sauce' for the reward

58: Chapter 58: The Well (Thanks to ‘Red Sauce’ for the reward) 58: Chapter 58: The Well (Thanks to ‘Red Sauce’ for the reward) Mr.

Li continued to share information about the ghost, “Ever since the Zhou family’s daughter turned into a vengeful ghost, people have been disappearing from the town.”

“Later, a knowledgeable person said that because she drowned in a well and her body swelled up stiff, she couldn’t bend over.

As long as you hide under the bed, she won’t be able to find you.”

Lin Xing asked, “So you’re saying that now everyone in Wang Family Town sleeps under their beds every night?”

Mr.

Li replied, “Not exactly.

With the ghost causing so much trouble, who would dare to sleep on the bed?”

Lin Xing asked again, “So after everyone started sleeping under the beds, did the attacks stop?”

Mr.

Li sighed, “Alas, that’s not the case either.

Just a few days ago, someone disappeared again.

It’s feared they encountered Miss Zhou during a nighttime bathroom trip and were thus claimed by the ghost.”

Lin Xing continued, “Where is this Zhou family located?”

Following that, Lin Xing and Mr.

Li exchanged more information seeking further clues about the ghost.

But as he listened to Mr.

Li’s stories about the ghost, Lin Xing felt there were many issues, and the credibility seemed highly questionable.

He turned to Bai Yiyi in his backpack and said, “Master Bai, what do you think?

You’ve been roaming the world for so many years, have you encountered such evil spirits?”

Bai Yiyi hesitated, “I don’t understand this well, but just hearing these stories, can we really conclude it’s the work of an evil spirit?

Making someone disappear without a trace can be achieved by many skilled people.”

Listening to Bai Yiyi’s words, Lin Xing silently nodded, yet a trace of doubt surged in his heart, “Shiyu seems to know a lot about these evils and the Taoist arts, but why does Master Bai, being a high-ranking member of one of the major sects, seem so unfamiliar?”

Seeing Lin Xing suddenly talking to himself, Mr.

Li felt a jolt inside and couldn’t help but glance around more vigilantly.

Lin Xing then said to Mr.

Li, “Sir, pour me a jug of wine.”

He then told the driver, “Master, you sleep first.

I’m going out to take a walk, to clear my mind.”

“Going for a walk this late?” Mr.

Li, after pouring the wine, handed it over and was just about to persuade him when he noticed Lin Xing walking away very quickly, soon merging completely into the deep darkness outside the store.

Thinking about Lin Xing’s previous behavior, a chill suddenly rose in his heart, “Could this young master be possessed?”

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Meanwhile, in another room, a bandit said, “Village Chief, should we sleep under the bed?”

The grizzled elder snorted coldly and said, “Humph, I’ve roamed the jianghu for more than twenty years, and I’ve killed hundreds if not thousands, If I were afraid of ghosts, I would have scared myself to death a long time ago.”

As he spoke, he lay down on the bed, “These are just ignorant words of foolish men and chaste women, why bother taking them to heart?

Let’s all sleep early, and once reinforcements arrive tomorrow, we’ll make our move.”

The bandits gradually laid down on the bed, and soon, worn out from the journey, they began to snore.

However, one of them kept tossing and turning, unable to sleep.

This person, named Niu Er, although roughly built and usually a fierce bandit, had been terrified of the supernatural since he was young.

As he lay in bed, Mr.

Li’s words kept echoing in his mind.

Finally, he couldn’t resist quietly getting up and crawling under the bed.

This action made Niu Er feel much safer.

Although the wooden floor was incredibly hard, he gradually drifted off to sleep.

In a drowsy haze, he suddenly heard what seemed like someone knocking at the room door.

The knocking sound continued to reach his ears.

Just as he found it strange, he heard a creak, and the door was opened.

A strong, putrid smell wafted in, continually invading Niu Er’s nostrils.

He instantly came to his senses, with a single thought in his mind, “Could it be that the drowned Miss Zhou had come looking for him?”

Listening to the thumping footsteps gradually approaching, Niu Er shivered with fear.

The footsteps stopped in front of Niu Er’s bed.

But what appeared in front of Niu Er was not feet, but a decayed, cracked head, with a pair of resentful eyes staring intently at him.

Accompanied by a loud thump, the head leapt toward him.

The entire room suddenly fell silent.

On the other side, Lin Xing walked on a pitch-dark street, wondering where he might encounter the ghost rumored to be transformed from the Zhou family’s daughter, hoping it would attack him a few times to facilitate the improvement of his skills.

Since neither he nor Master Bai knew much about evil spirits, Lin Xing decided to try according to his experience from ghost stories.

“Generally speaking, one always encounters something at the place where the fierce ghost died.”

“It seems I should first visit Zhou Dahu’s place.”

Recalling the location Mr.

Li mentioned, Lin Xing strode briskly toward it.

Before long, a large courtyard appeared before Lin Xing’s eyes, and he vaulted over the courtyard wall in two or three steps to start searching for the well.

Walking around, Lin Xing noticed that Li’s Mansion seemed to be unoccupied.

The place was pitch black all around, and the creaking noise of the wind blowing through the windows made it seem like a realm of ghosts.

Bai Yiyi peeked out from the opening of the backpack, feeling somewhat uneasy, “Lin Xing, aren’t you afraid?”

“Afraid?” Lin Xing replied, “Now that I think about it, I haven’t felt fear for a long time, probably because I’m dead to it.”

“Don’t worry, Master Bai, I’ll definitely be the first to die if anything happens, and as long as I die a few more times, the problem will surely be solved.”

Hearing Lin Xing’s words, Bai Yiyi suddenly felt a strong sense of security.

Moments later, when Lin Xing finally found the well in the backyard of Li’s Mansion, he saw an old man squatting in front of the well burning joss paper.

Only when Lin Xing got closer did he hear the man continuously murmuring some words.

“Ning’er, rest in peace.”

“Your parents have already prepared to spend money to build a chastity arch for you, the whole town knows you were a good girl.”

“I, your master, have already found the best craftsman within ten miles to carve the emperor’s handwriting on the main plaque for all the chaste women…”

Looking at the old man’s back, Lin Xing thought, “According to Mr.

Li, this Miss Zhou had a scholarly teacher, could it be this man?”

After the man left, Lin Xing stepped forward, glanced at the burnt joss paper, and suddenly noticed some writing on one of the sheets.

But in the next moment, the joss paper had been completely burned to ashes, not giving Lin Xing any chance to see what was written.

Then Lin Xing looked toward the well and found that the well mouth had been sealed shut with a large stone.

With Lin Xing’s current strength, he could naturally lift the stone again.

However, after lifting the huge stone, he looked down into the well and saw it was incredibly deep, and in the pitch-black night, he could not see the bottom at all.

Lin Xing dropped a stone into it, listening to a faint thud echoing from the depths of the well, then suddenly realized, “No water…

Is this a dry well?”