Ning Caichen's ability to nourish his Qi was pretty good. After venting his anger, he continued to copy Buddhist scriptures.
As I write, I naturally become calm and focused.
After Ning Caichen finished copying the Buddhist scriptures and carefully packed them away for bed, a gust of wind came from nowhere and blew out all the candles in the study.
The study fell into darkness for a moment, suddenly turning from light to darkness, and Ning Caichen could not see anything clearly.
His heart skipped a beat, and he reached out to touch the candlestick on the table, trying to light the candle again.
In the darkness, he didn't know what he touched. It seemed like hard bones covered with mud, and his hands were sticky.
"who?"
Ning Caichen scolded.
No one answered.
After waiting for a moment, as he adjusted to the darkness in the room, through the meager moonlight, he saw a dark figure standing in front of the desk, staring at him with a pair of hazy eyes.
Ning Caichen took a step back, his heart beating like a drum, and said, "Who are you and how did you get in?"
The black shadow finally moved. It walked up and down, exuding a putrid smell, and its voice was extremely hoarse, as if the air was blown out of a leaky bag.
"Human? I'm not a human."
After hearing what he said, Ning Caichen felt certain in his heart and said, "If you're not a human being, could it be that you're a ghost?"
The black shadow kept approaching Ning Caichen, and Ning Caichen kept retreating, always keeping a certain distance from the black shadow.
"You're right!" The black shadow suddenly pounced forward, like a hungry tiger or a hungry wolf, like a wild dog snatching food on the street.
Ning Caichen was horrified and picked up the candlestick on the table and threw it at the shadow.
The candlestick hit the black shadow, as if it was hanging in the mud, sinking in.
The black shadow was blocked, but still rushed towards him.
Ning Caichen stepped back repeatedly and hit the door with his back.
The black shadow let out a "ho ho" sound and stretched out two dark hands to grab it.
Ning Caichen rolled on the spot against the door, rolled over to the window, and propped up the window.
The moonlight shone in from the window, and Ning Caichen saw what the black shadow looked like.
He's a drowned man.
The whole body was covered in rotten black mud, and the exposed arms and face were also rotten. The skin and flesh melted away, revealing white bones.
The black shadow threw itself on the door, threw it away, looked at Ning Caichen by the window, and said, "I told you, I am a ghost."
As he walked, the mud fell off his body, but it was still there.
"I fell into the muddy pond, and a pair of hands pulled me down. I struggled hard, and the harder I struggled, the deeper I sank. Finally, I died in the muddy pond."
The drowned ghost said: "I was used as a substitute. When I died, he ran away."
The drowned ghost slowly approached Ning Caichen: "I died unjustly, but I didn't want to harm anyone, so I endured it for thirty years."
There was a little blood in his dim yellow eyes, with suffocating malice: "But I can't bear it anymore. The water is cold, too cold, and the mud is too heavy."
"I have endured it for thirty years. If I don't find someone to replace me, I will never be able to leave."
The drowned ghost said: "You are a good person, why don't you come and help me."
Ning Caichen's face turned red and said, "I am a good person and you come to harm me. What's the point? Even if you are a ghost, you can bully good and fear evil?"
The drowned ghost said: "I am also a good person, why didn't you come to help me? What's the use of being a good person, you will be bullied for the rest of your life!"
Ning Caichen backed away slowly and said, "Shut up. I don't say that good and evil will be rewarded, but people have conscience and are not animals. If everyone is good, the world will be peaceful. If everyone is evil, life will be at stake."
"Brother Gui, I admire you for not harming anyone for thirty years." Ning Caichen cupped his hands and said, "But Ning's skin has other uses. Please forgive me for not obeying my order."
The drowned ghost said: "It's not up to you. Whether you want it or not, I will find you!"
Ning Caichen calmly said: "Brother Ghost, I am willing to collect your bones and establish a memorial for you, but I cannot let you kill me."
The drowned ghost rushed towards Ning Caichen again: "What's the use of a false name?"
"It's bitter——"
Ning Caichen overturned the desk and hit it on the drowned man.
The drowned ghost was pressed under the table, constantly changing his body shape, flowing like sewage, and slowly emerged from under the table.
Ning Caichen took the opportunity to open the door and ran out, taking a breath before shouting.
But before he could finish taking a breath, a hand covered his mouth and nose.
Ning Caichen was barely able to breathe when he heard a voice behind him: "I'll let you go, don't shout."
Ning Caichen only felt something cold and hard pressing against his back, and nodded in fear.
With that hand retracted, Ning Caichen took a few deep breaths.
Then I heard the person behind me say: "You are a scholar, but you have some courage. You are not afraid of this drowned ghost."
Ning Caichen said: "It's okay to be afraid."
The man asked: "Why don't you turn around and talk?"
As he spoke, he realized that his weapon was pressed against Ning Caichen's back and said, "Sorry, sorry."
Ning Caichen's back relaxed, and he turned around carefully, and was startled.
This was a white-faced man in a white robe, a white hat and a white umbrella. In his hand was a mourning stick wrapped in white paper. It was this object that was pressed against his back, making Ning Caichen think it was some kind of sharp weapon.
Just dressed like this, it is obvious that he is not an ordinary person.
Ning Caichen asked cautiously: "Is this great immortal a soul seducer?"
The white-faced man smiled and said: "It is Bai Wuchang who is here."
Ning Caichen said more carefully: "Is it possible that..."
Bai Wuchang said: "That's not because of you, I'm here for this drowned ghost."
Bai Wuchang grabbed the chain from his waist and threw it, and the chain flew out and wrapped around the drowned man's neck.
Bai Wuchang pulled the chain closer, pulled the drowned ghost in front of him, stepped on his face with his white boots, and cursed: "You useless thing, you can't live forever as a human being, and you can't do it as a ghost, you What can you do?"
Ning Caichen couldn't bear it and said, "Master Wu Chang, this ghost brother has not done any evil in thirty years, why should we humiliate him?"
Bai Wuchang sighed, raised his feet, shook his head and said: "If he had made up his mind earlier to find a substitute, now that he has been reincarnated, if he can be firm and sincerely unwilling to harm others, after today he will be able to I am a minister of the same palace. It is a pity that he was cowardly during his lifetime and remains the same after his death. His cowardice is greater than his kindness, and his bad roots are greater than his good roots. He can neither save himself early nor single-mindedly escape from the worldly world."
"Poor, pathetic."
The drowned man shed tears, kowtowed twice, and said, "Spare my life."
Bai Wuchang didn't listen to his argument. With a pull on the chain, he picked up the soul of the drowned ghost and stuffed it into the white cloth pocket on his waist.
Ning Caichen was stunned by Bai Wuchang's words.
Bai Wuchang glanced at him and asked: "Scholar, you are quite talented and courageous. Let me ask you, is your learning useful?"
Ning Caichen said: "Be an official."
Bai Wuchang had a somewhat disappointed look in his eyes, but Ning Caichen didn't see it.
Bai Wuchang nodded and was about to leave when he heard Ning Caichen continue: "Only when you become an official can you display your talents and ambitions, educate the people, and make the world peaceful."
Bai Wuchang stroked his palm and said, "Okay."
