dognovel Chapter 990 Ghost
Chapter 990 Ghost
It was a footprint that went into the distance, step by step. When the last note dissipated in the air, Lin Yanqiu stood up and bowed deeply to the empty room. Snow was falling in Warsaw outside the window, but in her heart, spring had already blossomed. Wang came up shortly afterwards, with her hands on her hips, and shouted, "How dare you protect these weeds? Believe it or not, I will kick you out!" "These are not weeds, they are rice!" Su Qingyuan stood up despite the pain, "Wait until the autumn harvest and we can harvest grain, then we will have money to buy candy for Xiaobao!" When sugar was mentioned, Su Xiaobao stopped moving. Wang's expression also eased a little - if there was really grain, she could also benefit from it. From then on, although Wang was still mean, she no longer stopped her from going to the fields. Sometimes when Su Qingyuan came back late, there would be hot porridge on the stove, which was cooked with the brown rice that Su Laoshi asked someone to bring back. The torrential rain in midsummer lasted for three days and three nights. Su Qingyuan, draped in a straw raincoat, stood guard in the fields for two nights, propping up each rice seedling that had been knocked down by the rain and reinforcing the drainage ditches. Lin Yan, holding an oil-paper umbrella, brought her some ginger soup. Seeing her covered in mud, he suddenly thrust the umbrella into her hands and said, "Go back and rest. I'll keep watch." "It's okay," Su Qingyuan said, taking a sip of the ginger soup, her eyes reddened from the spiciness. "These rice plants are like children. We need to watch them carefully." Lin Yan offered no further pleas, but simply stood silently by her side, helping her prop up the fallen seedlings. When the rain stopped, a rainbow hung in the sky, the water in the rice fields crystal clear, and the rice seedlings swayed gently in the wind, like a green ocean. On the day of the autumn harvest, the entire village came to watch. Landlord Zhang also arrived, standing on the edge of the field with his arms folded, waiting to see Su Qingyuan's joke. But when Lin Yan and several other young men bundled the harvested rice, everyone was stunned—the ears were heavy, much fuller than ordinary rice. "Weigh it! Weigh it now!"
During the Republic of China era, Qingping Town was a small town in southern China. Outside the town lay a dense forest, housing a long-abandoned cemetery. Eerie noises were said to be frequent, becoming even more eerie at night. One day, a young Maoshan Taoist priest named Lin Feng arrived in the town. Dressed in Taoist robes, he carried a longsword, his eyes gleaming with determination and agility. Hearing something strange about Qingping Town, Lin Feng journeyed to investigate. Upon his arrival, he sensed a faint, sinister aura. Hearing about the situation, he learned that a wealthy businessman named Wang Fugui had arrived in town, planning to relocate his family's ancestral tomb to the mountains outside town. This was a common occurrence, but since Wang Fugui's arrival, strange phenomena have begun to appear in the town. Unidentified figures have been seen wandering around at night, and several courageous villagers who have ventured to investigate have fallen seriously ill. Sensing something suspicious, Lin Feng decided to meet Wang Fugui. Wang Fugui was staying at the town's largest inn. Lin Feng arrived and revealed his identity. Overjoyed to discover he was a Maoshan Taoist priest, Wang Fugui quickly invited Lin Feng into his room and explained the situation in detail. It turned out that Wang Fugui's family had a connection with a master centuries ago. Before his death, the master had left a will, stating that the location of the family's ancestral tomb held a great secret, to be revealed by a future generation destined to reveal it. Wang Fugui's move of the tomb was intended to uncover this secret. Lin Feng, upon hearing this, grew wary, sensing that this was more than meets the eye. That night, Lin Feng decided to visit the funeral home. Moonlight streamed down the ground, and Lin Feng, holding a peach wood sword, slowly entered the funeral home. A foul odor permeated the air, and numerous coffins were placed around the perimeter. Lin Feng cautiously observed his surroundings until a sudden, chilling breeze blew, extinguishing his lantern. In the darkness, he sensed eyes staring at him. He quickly pulled out a piece of talisman paper and chanted, "Mysterious Sect of Heaven and Earth, the root of all Qi. Widely cultivate the calamity, and prove my supernatural power..." The talisman instantly burst into flames, illuminating the surroundings. Several ghostly figures hovered in the corner. Lin Feng remained calm, unfazed. He used Maoshan magic to liberate the spirits. Just as he was about to leave, he heard a low roar from underground. Startled, Lin Feng realized something even more powerful might lie beneath. He searched the funeral cemetery for an entrance and finally discovered a hidden tunnel in a corner. Lin Feng descended the tunnel, which was dark and damp, with water dripping from the walls. After walking for a distance, he arrived at a spacious cave. A thick, sinister aura permeated the air, and in its center stood a massive coffin. The coffin was covered in strange runes. Examining them closely, Lin Feng discovered that they were used to suppress evil spirits. A bad premonition welled up in his heart, and just as he was about to leave the cave, the coffin suddenly shook violently. With a loud bang, the coffin lid flew off, and a zombie, emitting a foul odor, leaped out. The zombie stood eight feet tall, its face livid, its fangs bared, and its nails sharp as blades. Knowing he had encountered a formidable foe, Lin Feng quickly took up his stance, ready to engage. The zombie roared and lunged at him, but he dodged to the side, avoiding the attack. He swung his peach wood sword and stabbed the zombie. The sword pierced the zombie with a sizzling sound, but the zombie only shuddered slightly, seemingly unharmed. Seeing this, Lin Feng knew this zombie was no ordinary zombie. He pulled out several talismans from his pocket, chanted an incantation, and the talismans transformed into rays of light and flew towards the zombie. The zombie waved its arms, shattering the talismans one by one. While the zombie was resisting the talisman, Lin Feng quickly circled behind it and stabbed it in the back with his peach wood sword. The zombie reacted quickly, turning and clawing at Lin Feng. Lin Feng was unable to dodge, and his arm was scratched by the zombie's claws, bleeding profusely. Lin Feng endured the pain, knowing he couldn't continue like this. He had to find a way to discover the zombie's weakness. He recalled the methods described in Maoshan scriptures for dealing with zombies: they were afraid of black dog blood and sticky rice. Looking around, Lin Feng spotted some sticky rice in the cave. He quickly picked it up and scattered it at the zombie. The rice landed on the zombie, causing it to cry out in pain, and smoke began to rise from its body. Lin Feng seized the opportunity to attack again. He pulled out all the talismans, concentrated all his magical power, and struck the zombie with them. With a flash of intense light, the zombie finally fell to the ground, reduced to a pile of bones. Lin Feng breathed a sigh of relief and slumped to the ground, the pain from his wounds making him dizzy. Just then, he heard footsteps coming from the tunnel, and he picked up the peach wood sword vigilantly.