949 The Little Devil

soft-hearted. I can't stand to see such a horrible sight."Big brother, can you take me home My mom and dad are waiting for me... If I don't go back they will be so worried..." the little ghost pleaded...On the way back, Master Yunfan briefly told us about his entanglement with these witches from the north.

He mentioned "Xi Linzhou" several times, saying that she was very bold and daring back then, with a rather flamboyant style. He couldn't believe she had become this... something in between human and ghost.

"What did Zhao Jie do to Xi Lingzhou" I asked curiously. "And if she dislikes her, why does she still take her out They always have two people supporting Xi Lingzhou, and Zhao Jie doesn't seem bothered."

Yun Fan, the master, frowned and said, "…I don't understand either."

"I can probably help with that. The woman named Xi Lingzhou is now straddling the Yin and Yang realms, which might make it more convenient for the witch to communicate with spirits." Mu Wanchen replied in a low voice.

"So those witches are pretty powerful, huh" I pressed.

Mu Wanchen hesitated for a moment, then nodded and said: "I'll give it a try. They seem to know how to raise ghosts."

"I wouldn't say I'm particularly skilled, but I do know my way around. I'm not the kind of person who just talks big and swindles people out of their money." Master Yunfan added.

Raising and warding off ghosts is a common practice within the yin-yang circle. To communicate with yin and yang, some Taoist priests diligently cultivate towards becoming sorcerers.

And a "fangshi" (方士), in its most original interpretation, means “one who possesses methods,” and it broadly refers to various kinds of magicians.

Starting from the Jin Dynasty, the term "Taoist" gradually became the mainstream designation, and the term "fangshi" gradually faded from view.

At the beginning, alchemists were a group of people who sought "immortality." They believed that they could obtain power through methods such as taking elixirs and blood sacrifices.

After the Ten Witches of Lingshan, witchcraft gradually divided into two extremes. One retreated from temples and hid away from the world, focusing on seclusion, such as Mu Wanchen.

There's also another kind that scattered among the common people, absorbing local customs and folk magic from different places. It gradually evolved into "village witches" or "charlatans" in the folk tradition.

I don't like witches. When that hidden witch, Zhong Po Po, was exposed a while back, it made me feel like I couldn't trust anyone around me.

"Now even Zhao Jie is untrustworthy. I gave her a big deal, just to make her work hard, attract attention, and then we could operate in secret."

"What are we going to do" I asked.

Master Yun Fan's worries are on a different level from mine. He carries a much heavier burden.

“Heh heh, I received intel that the Dragon King is going to 'surface' openly from a certain special administrative region in the south... He's Mu Wanchen's sworn enemy and a traitor from Wushi Mountain City. To me, he's also an enemy. We might as well cooperate and give him a good thrashing.” Master Yun Fan said with a smile.

I'm a little curious about the Dragon King. That nickname is quite imposing, and he's already made a move against us, so it seems like a ruthless guy. That's why Master Yunfan sent Sister Zhao, that money-grubbing, unscrupulous witch, to be the scout, right

Mu Wanchen grasped my hand and reminded me, "That woman named Xi Linzhou is no longer normal. I see her as a vessel. If you encounter her, be extra careful and try to stay away."

"Well, got it."

Yun Fan, our master, didn't just come to the hospital out of boredom. He's planning to trick me and Mu Wanchen into going on a trip to Hong Kong and Macau.

"Consider it a honeymoon trip! After you two get married, are you just going to be obsessed with making babies Listen to my advice, once you have kids, you're completely without freedom. Better go enjoy your own world together while you still can!" — he said.

Who is obsessed with creating people! That statement makes me blush.

When we got off the car, Master Yun Fan was still saying: “Aiyo, it’s understandable that you two newlyweds are lovey-dovey, but now we're always on the back foot and passive! Now that the Dragon King has appeared, we can take him by surprise, hit him head-on, and strike at his remaining forces, eliminating any remaining life force… Besides, in Hong Kong and Macau, you can just consider this your honeymoon. You can still be lovey-dovey every day.”

"That...when are we going I need to get my documents in order first." I hesitated to refuse Master Yun Fan.

Master Yun Fan snapped his fingers. "As long as you are willing to go, I will take care of the rest."

Mu Wanchen picked me up at my front door, and in the surprised gazes of my senior brothers and sisters, he took me back to my room.

“What are you doing What's suddenly come over you” I mumbled, blushing.

He gently put me on the bed and chuckled, "Newlyweds, you clinging to each other... All those other things took up so much of our time together—today we should be with each other every second, not separated... That's bad luck."

As he spoke, he knelt halfway on the bed and reached out to hold me tightly in his arms.

I've never felt this much fondness for a moon-shaped bed — the moment the curtains are drawn, it becomes a completely private space. No matter how I toss and turn under the sheets, there's a sense of "lucky" anonymity.

However, I forgot that this was a wooden bed.

It was our wedding night, and we were a little unrestrained. The next day, I slept until the sun was high in the sky when I heard Fifth Senior Sister knocking on the door outside the room and saying, "Little Junior Sister, Master Mu~~ It's time for breakfast! I'll bring it in for you."

My eyes wouldn't open. I reached out blindly, searching around. Mu Wanchen wasn't here

He took out his phone and saw it was almost 10 pm. His "good habit" of getting up at 5 am probably meant he'd already returned to Witch King City to do what he had to do.

I struggled to extend an arm and pull open the curtain, shouting towards the outside: "Only Little Apprentice Sister, no Master-uncle! Fifth Senior Sister, you can come in directly!"

Fifth Senior Sister pushed open the door and said with a smile outside the screen, "Tut tut, little Junior Sister, you two went back to your room as soon as you returned yesterday. I was worried that you were too busy running around and didn't have a good meal, so I came to ask if you wanted to eat some supper. The result~~~"

What's the result

Fifth Senior Sister covered her face and grinned wickedly, "Just as I stepped onto the stairs, I heard the bed creaking like it was about to fall apart!"

Oh my! That's an exaggeration, isn't it, to fall silent.Dao Zong said calmly, "Sister, you're back from the meeting These people are about to fight. I can barely hold them back.""Can't hold back Who can't hold back Stand up and jump! I see...