Chapter 8 The Best of the Best
Little ghost reincarnation?
Although I don't understand what it means, I can guess from the sound of it that it's definitely not a good thing. Although this stinky old man is dirty and neurotic, he should not be a ghost. Moreover, he is not only a human, but also not an ordinary human.
I approached him carefully, put on a smile, and asked, "Master, I'm not well-educated, so please don't keep me in suspense. Just tell me what reincarnation means."
"Hehe, what it means is that you are neither a human nor a ghost. You are both a human and a ghost."
I felt my head was a bit confused, as if my thoughts had been led astray by the stinky old man. I resisted the urge to curse and continued, "Master, can you understand a little more?"
"How else do you want to understand? That's what I mean. You are a half-human, half-ghost monster!"
The stinky old man growled angrily and stared at me with his big eyes.
Half man, half ghost? Monster? You are the monster! I glanced at the stinky old man and ignored him. He was talking nonsense, and I didn't know which of his words were true and which were false. Besides, I couldn't understand what he was saying at all.
I turned around and shone the flashlight on the shabby house and the door. It was still pitch black outside, and the few star-like points of light in the night sky were not very bright.
"Hey, what do you mean, you little brat? Don't you believe what Daoye said?"
The stinky old man called out from behind.
I quickly turned around and smiled, "I believe it, of course I believe it. Taoist priest, what do you think is going on in this haunted place? If we catch that female ghost, can we leave here?"
"You little brat, you look like you don't believe me."
The stinky old man said with a frown.
Damn it, why are you still holding on to this issue? Although I cursed him in my heart, I still smiled and replied: "Master, aren't you here to catch ghosts? I think you should solve the problem of the little ghost first, and it won't be too late to talk about other things later."
He smacked his lips a few times and touched the gourd at his waist, as if he wanted to drink some wine.
"You little brat, when you are about to die you will know that I did not lie to you. But you seem to be a little special."
You stinky old man, don't worry about when I die. By the time I die, you'll have been dead for who knows how many years.
I was cursing in my heart when the stinky old man suddenly came in front of me, his eyes as big as two big copper bells, staring at me straight. I carefully stepped back and said with a smile: "Master, what's so special about me?"
The stinky old man raised his brows, reached out and touched his stubble, and said, "Logically speaking, someone with a fate like yours should have died long ago."
I feel like I'm choking on my food. You stinky old man, I have a grudge against you, right? Why do you always curse me to death?
"In fact, there are quite a few people born on the Ghost Festival, but there are also a very small number of hermaphrodites who are half human and half ghost."
"Hermaphrodite? Neither male nor female, a transvestite?"
I asked in surprise.
The old man seemed stunned for a moment, then he stared at me and said, "What a mess. If you don't understand, don't interrupt."
I pouted, but I had no choice but to shut up and stop talking nonsense. The old man continued, "Hermaphrodites usually only live for a few years at most. Some die at birth, and many even die in the womb. It's rare for someone like you to live this long."
I really want to yell at him and curse him to death. But now I have to rely on him to leave this damn place, so it's better not to offend him.
"Come, let me see what's so special about you, little brat."
As he spoke, he suddenly came close to me again. I was startled and quickly stepped back, but found that I couldn't move. The stinky old man stretched out his big yellow palm and pressed it on the top of my head.
My heart tightened and I couldn't help but yell, "Hey, you old man, what do you want to do? Let me go, or I'll call the police!"
"Shut up!"
The stinky old man suddenly slapped me on the forehead with his other hand. I felt dizzy, as if the sky was full of little stars swaying back and forth.
Damn it, you old man, I’m not done with you.
My head suddenly sank, and I felt like I had fallen into a bottomless abyss, falling down non-stop. Suddenly, there were bursts of sharp, piercing, strange noises all around, like birds chirping, teeth grinding, and babies crying.
“Swish! Swish!…”
Then, strange shapes and colors rushed towards me from all directions. I wanted to dodge, but I couldn't control my body. I wanted to shout for help, but no sound came out.
These strange things pounced on me one after another, and then I could see clearly that they were all people, men, women, young and old, all with hideous faces and bared teeth. Some had cracked heads, no eyeballs, rotten mouths, and disheveled hair. In short, they were all kinds of horrors.
These terrifying creatures pounced on me like vicious dogs pouncing on their prey, biting and gnawing at my body madly. Waves of heart-wrenching pain instantly spread throughout my body.
"ah!"
I screamed and howled in pain at the top of my lungs.
"Snapped!"
There was a sudden pain in my head and a scolding voice came into my ears.
"What the hell are you yelling about?"
I was startled , and when I looked closely, the old man was still standing in front of me, staring at me. I was stunned for a moment, and then I became furious and couldn't help but curse: "Old man, what did you do to me just now?"
When I thought about those ghost things biting and gnawing me just now, I shuddered all over and couldn't help trembling in my heart.
"Hehe, no wonder you didn't die, you are really the best of the best, your left hand is extremely yang, and your right hand is extremely yin. How about I take you in as my apprentice, little brat?"
Well?
What the hell?
"What's all this mess?"
I looked at him. He was dressed in rags. Would I become your apprentice and go wandering around begging with you?
The stinky old man smiled and said, "There's no rush. Soon you'll be begging me to take you in as my apprentice."
As he said this, he walked towards the broken door of the mud house, ready to leave. I was stunned for a moment, not understanding what he meant. I shook off my thoughts and hurriedly followed him. Whether I could save my life and leave here depended on the stinky old man.
I cursed in my heart, but said with a smile: "Master, that female ghost is very powerful, you have to be careful."
When I passed the broken door, I saw my wrench, and I quickly picked it up and put it back on my belt.
"Hmph, be careful. It's just a low-level ghost. I can catch her without using my hands."
The stinky old man said this arrogantly. I nodded quickly, but I thought to myself: I don’t care whether you use your hands or feet, as long as you can deal with that female ghost.
