Chapter Two: Are You Feeding Us Crap?

### Chapter Two: Are You Feeding Us Crap?

The female ghost tilted her head, motionless.

Though her face and eyes were hidden, Xu Yang knew she was staring at him at that moment!

In such situations, it was crucial not to show any weakness. So, Xu Yang stared back at the ghost, his face filled with sincerity.

After a few dozen seconds, the female ghost drifted away and returned to the sofa.

"That was close!"

"I almost got caught!"

Xu Yang let out a sigh of relief, feeling as though he had been drained. He slumped into his chair.

What was this?

Ghost peeking?

Living with a ghost was terrifying!

This only strengthened Xu Yang's resolve to get rid of the female ghost!

After a while, Xu Yang sneaked another glance.

Seeing that the female ghost was engrossed in the TV, her body occasionally shaking as if amused by the melodramatic plot, he quietly pulled out his phone.

He opened a few chat groups, pretending to chat and joke around.

In reality, he was secretly observing the female ghost's movements while searching on his browser.

Online, there were countless methods for "catching ghosts."

Some suggested finding Taoist priests to exorcise evil spirits, others recommended seeking out Buddhist monks to perform rituals...

Xu Yang had already tried these. Perhaps the priests and monks he had found were frauds, as they couldn't even see the ghost, let alone catch it...

"Huh?"

"This method seems pretty reliable!"

Xu Yang stumbled upon another post—

The post first explained what a "ghost" was, describing it as a spirit born from resentment, obsession, fear, and other calamities, roaming the human world and feeding on yang energy.

It also included a method for "catching ghosts."

"First, you need to prepare the tools..."

"A peach wood sword, spirit talismans..."

"Peach wood is an extremely yang material, and tools made from it can ward off ghosts and evil spirits."

"Spirit talismans are carriers infused with magical power, representing the words of the gods. They can convey divine will, summon deities, subdue demons, cure diseases, and even command spirits."

"With these tools, you can then pay homage to the ancestral masters and recite the forbidden altar incantation!"

"'The golden bell rings with jade sounds, all filth hides in the nine lands, the demons protect the heavens, flowers scatter like rain... as urgent as the law commands?'"

"This is the Cleansing Altar Incantation."

"Next is the Cleansing Heaven and Earth Incantation: 'Heaven and earth are natural, filth disperses, the mysteries within the cave are bright and vast. The eight directions are mighty, making me natural, the treasure talisman proclaims to the nine heavens... evil dissipates, and the Dao's energy endures!'"

"Wield the peach wood sword and recite the incantation to kill the ghost?"

By this point, Xu Yang was getting excited!

"Peach wood sword?"

"Spirit talismans?"

"I have those..."

He remembered the set of "equipment" his grandfather used when performing rituals in the countryside. As an heirloom, it was now stored in his cabinet.

Instinctively, Xu Yang glanced toward the sofa, planning to retrieve the "equipment" while the female ghost was distracted by the TV...

But when he looked, his heart nearly jumped out of his chest!

The female ghost was gone!

He turned around abruptly, his nose brushing against a strand of hair.

The female ghost was floating right behind Xu Yang...

Xu Yang reacted swiftly, immediately locking his phone and cursing, "Damn it, people online really talk nonsense... Ghosts are friends of humans. We should coexist peacefully and love each other. What's the point of fighting and killing?"

The female ghost's black hair fluttered wildly, but she remained silent.

As her hair lifted, Xu Yang caught his first glimpse of her features.

It was a beautiful face—big eyes, cherry-red lips, and pale skin, likely due to her being a ghost. There was a hint of blood at the corners of her eyes, and her expression was one of anger, but somehow...

She looked kind of cute?

After three seconds of stunned silence, Xu Yang shuddered!

Damn it!

Am I becoming a pervert?

How could I find a female ghost cute?

"Ghost sister, don't be mad.

Look, your hair's all messy!"

Knowing the female ghost was angry, Xu Yang quickly grabbed a comb and smoothed down her wild, fluttering hair.

The female ghost: "..."

She floated to the mirror, examining herself from left to right, then used her hand to adjust her hair, covering her face again.

But Xu Yang noticed that there was no reflection of her in the mirror.

Still, he could tell that the female ghost's anger had subsided...

Just then.

Xu Yang's phone rang.

Seeing "Ma Long" on the caller ID, Xu Yang felt the urge to punch something!

Damn it!

If it weren't for Ma Long begging him to perform that ritual, none of this would have happened!

He answered the call.

Xu Yang snapped, "What do you want?"

Ma Long chuckled, "Old Xu, I'm back in Wucheng... Let's grab a drink, just the two of us?"

Xu Yang: "No!"

Ma Long: "You won't come? That's a shame. My cousin's friend said she wanted to meet you!"

"..."

Xu Yang perked up: "Location."

Ma Long: "I'll send it to you on WeChat."

.........…

Two minutes later, Xu Yang left the funeral shop and got into his BYD "Song" parked outside.

Whoosh whoosh whoosh...

The female ghost floated over, bypassing the car door, and appeared directly in the passenger seat.

Xu Yang, now used to this, followed the GPS and soon arrived at Wucheng's "Lanting Street."

When "Lanting Street" was first built, it was intended to be a cultural street, with many bookstores, antique shops, and folk embroidery stores.

But for some reason, these shops gradually disappeared, replaced by bars and clubs, turning it into Wucheng's "bar street."

At a place called "Ace of Spades," Xu Yang met Ma Long.

The guy was glowing, shaking dice with two heavily made-up girls.

"Old Xu!"

"Ma Long!"

The two greeted each other warmly, and Ma Long introduced the girls to Xu Yang.

"Hello, Boss Xu, I'm Zhang Li."

"I'm Yu Xiao."

After sitting down, Xu Yang whispered, "Ma Long, since when do you have a cousin? I didn't know that."

"We met on WeChat... Hehe, how about it? I'm looking out for you, right? I know you've been single for years... Who you take home tonight depends on your luck!"

Xu Yang glanced back and saw the female ghost floating behind him. Though her face was hidden by her hair, Xu Yang inexplicably sensed... the ghost was furious. He declared righteously, "Don't talk nonsense. Am I that kind of person? Tonight, we're just drinking, nothing else!"

The four clinked glasses.

After a few rounds of dice, the two girls picked up the microphone to sing karaoke.

Ma Long scooted closer to Xu Yang, scrutinizing him carefully. "You don't look so good. Anything going on lately?"

"Didn't I already tell you?"

Xu Yang was exasperated.

Having a female ghost haunting you every day would mess with anyone's mental state!

Ma Long laughed, "You're not serious, are you? You're really being haunted by a ghost? Didn't you brag about learning Taoist magic and being the heir of a Heavenly Master? Can't you even handle a ghost?"

"Others can't even see her. How am I supposed to handle her?"

Xu Yang took a sip of his drink and bitterly recounted his experiences over the past half month.

The female ghost sat beside Xu Yang.

Tilting her head, she seemed curious.

Soon, her attention turned to the skewers on the table.

She leaned down.

Took a deep sniff.

Then, she focused on the grilled leeks, meat buns, and fruit platter.

Streams of "white vapor" rose and disappeared into her black hair. She patted her stomach, looking satisfied.

After listening, Ma Long frowned, "If you ask me, this isn't a ghost haunting you. It's a mental issue... You need to see a doctor, a psychologist...?"

Meanwhile, Xu Yang, watching the female ghost floating around the room, fell into deep thought.

A mental issue?

Could it be that this female ghost didn't exist at all and was just a figment of his imagination?

"Pfft!"

At that moment, Ma Long, who had just taken a bite of a skewer, spat it out and cursed, "Waiter! Waiter! What the hell is this? Are you feeding us crap?"

Xu Yang: "..."

So much for imagination!

The skewers were proof enough!