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In a world brimming with mystery and intrigue, the Heavenly Master Xu Yang is renowned for his extraordinary Taoist skills and his thousand-year-old peach wood sword. However, his reputation is not entirely positive. Within the spectral community, Xu Yang's standing is quite complex, with rumors even suggesting that he once threatened a spirit, prompting the spirit to call the police. Despite this, Xu Yang steadfastly maintains his innocence, claiming that these accusations are utterly baseless.

The story begins with Xu Yang encountering a young man who questions his identity during a ghost-hunting mission. The young man bluntly raises the issue of Xu Yang's reputation and mentions the spirit that called the police. Xu Yang vehemently denies these claims and challenges the young man to bring the spirit forward for a face-to-face confrontation. This scene not only showcases Xu Yang's confidence and determination but also sets the stage for the unfolding narrative.

As the story progresses, Xu Yang gradually uncovers a vast conspiracy behind the negative rumors about him. It turns out that a powerful evil spirit has been manipulating events from the shadows, attempting to tarnish Xu Yang's reputation to weaken his influence in the spectral community and secure more space for its own survival. Realizing this, Xu Yang understands that he must unveil the truth behind this conspiracy to restore his reputation and protect innocent lives.

Throughout this journey, Xu Yang faces not only challenges from spirits but also the complexities of human relationships. He collaborates with a young female journalist to investigate the incident. Initially skeptical of Xu Yang, the journalist gradually comes to admire his courage and wisdom as they endure a series of perilous events together. A budding romance quietly develops between them as they face adversity side by side.

In the end, Xu Yang successfully exposes the true nature of the evil spirit and defeats it in a fierce battle. His reputation is restored, and peace returns to the spectral community. However, Xu Yang knows that evil will never completely disappear from this world, and he must remain vigilant, continuing to guard the peace of this realm.

This Heavenly Master is a bit too arrogant.

This was Xu Yang's habitual solution.

He typed the question and hit search.

"You're scaring yourself! There's no such thing as ghosts. Believe in science!"

"Become a ghost yourself first."

Xu Yang's face darkened. What nonsense!

Scrolling further, he found more plausible suggestions:

1. **The Evil Person**: Truly wicked individuals could frighten even ghosts.

*Maybe I should act more menacing?*

2. **Butcher's Knife**: Blades soaked in animal slaughter's resentment could repel spirits.

"But where to find one at midnight?"

The second idea sparked inspiration—use what ghosts fear. What do spirits dread most?

Xu Yang dashed upstairs. "Ghost sis, I'm visiting Yuzhen Town. Care to join? Consider it returning to your roots."

"NO!" Blood-red characters blazed without her lifting eyes from the TV.

*Damn!* Previously clinging like glue, now refusing when needed?

The mountain road stretched dark and winding. Xu Yang's headlights cut through the night as he followed PeachSis's live stream. The GPS estimated three hours to Dawa Village.

At midnight, his car crunched gravel outside Dawa Complete Primary School. Rusted gates hung askew, revealing overgrown playgrounds and crumbling red-brick buildings.

PeachSis's SUV occupied the cracked basketball court. Her shrill voice carried through the night:

"Useless! Can't even hire a local to play ghost? Offer more money!"

A skinny assistant pleaded, "The villagers refuse. They say this place is truly haunted..."

"Superstitious hicks!" PeachSis's curse echoed. Her heavily filtered face twisted in frustration—far removed from her livestream persona.

Xu Yang emerged from shadows. The cameraman rushed over. "Hey! Want easy cash? We need someone to play ghost!"

"Me? Here?" Xu Yang feigned shock. "This place is already haunted!"

PeachSis strutted forward, silicone curves straining her low-cut top. "Ghosts? I've done dozens of haunted spots—never seen shit!"

Xu Yang suppressed a smirk. *You're about to.*

"Look..." PeachSis flipped through a script. "Wear this white robe, moan near the burnt classroom. Simple!"

Her assistant thrust a greasepaint kit forward. Xu Yang eyed the decaying school buildings. Somewhere in those ruins, four child spirits awaited.

*Perfect.* He grinned. "Where's my costume?"

Unseen above, the female ghost materialized on a dead tree branch. Crimson nails tapped spectral lips.

[Foolish mortal.] Her whisper rustled dead leaves. [You court calamity.]

### Chapter 13: You Want Me to Play a Ghost?