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This is the 5th out of 10 extra chapters. Thanks to “Pls ignore me”
“Soldiers come!”
“Generals, come forth!”
“Judges of civil and martial affairs! Spirits wandering day and night! Hurry, come protect the City God!”
The ferret’s own voice was extremely sharp. It imitated humans by standing on two legs, donning a grand red official robe, and loudly calling for its appointed City God’s assistants to rescue.
In the blink of an eye, the kneeling spirits transformed into Yin Soldiers, adorned in armor and wielding weapons. Their eyes filled with a disturbingly mesmerizing crimson hue as they surged toward Xu Yintang and the others.
As Xu Yintang moved, he stepped into a foul-smelling, damp puddle. A ghost with a grotesquely blackened and rotting face lunged at him from the water, its bloated body emitting a putrid stench.
Floating in the puddle were two almost dissipating spirits, bloated and somewhat decomposed. Despite the decay, Lin De’an recognized them as victims who drowned a few days ago.
Meanwhile, a large number of spirit money rained down from above, akin to three feet of snow on level ground.
Amidst the wailing wind and ghostly cries, suddenly, a pair of red embroidered shoes hovered in front of Lin De’an. Looking up, he saw a ghostly woman in white attire, black hair covering her face, suspended in mid-air. Her deathly visage was tragic, her tongue hanging out until it reached her chest. Her cloudy, bulging eyes glared viciously at him.
Lin De’an felt a tightness in his throat as if a noose was tightening around his neck. Suddenly, numerous ghostly figures appeared dangling from the ceiling, like wisps of white smoke coiling around the nooses, attempting to hang him. But something seemed to block the force that would have lifted him.
In that split second, Lin De’an steadied himself, took a deep breath, and grabbed hold of the rope around his neck, resisting against the force pulling him up.
A chilling wind swept through, and the rough hanging rope in his hand suddenly transformed into a slippery, reddish tongue. The hanged ghost’s terrifying face abruptly pressed close to his, emitting a stench of decay from the dead body, nearly unbearable.
Yuck.
He wasn’t scared, but that smell was seriously pushing his limits.
Lin De’an had a million curses in mind to hurl.
Meanwhile, three zombies, two large and one small, lunged from outside the hall, clawing and attacking Yu Kongyou. With their dark faces, sharp teeth, and black nails extending almost a foot, they resembled vicious beasts.
As for Xiao Qing, he was targeted by a bus that seemed to glow like a red lantern. The driver, wearing a strange smile, maneuvered the bus like a war chariot, aiming to ram Xiao Qing to death.
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Using numerous Yin Soldiers as shields, the ferret perched atop the statue, creating smoke, foul odors, and chilling winds to hinder everyone’s movements. It commanded the Yin Soldiers to capture the mocking Second Treasure, its eyes fixed on the agile and fluffy figure of Second Treasure, screeching greedily.
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Second Treasure’s five eyes gleamed sharply. The targeted large ferrets froze in their tracks. Taking advantage of this, it ran around, leaving them panting and unable to attack.
Seriously, what fighting capability could Second Treasure have? It was meant to be a cute and lovely baby, cuddling and playing in its mother’s arms!
While keeping an eye on Second Treasure, the ferret continued to command the evil spirits and zombies to besiege Xu Yintang and the others. It bounced around, commanding and shrieking, its official robe now disheveled and giving it a bizarre appearance.
Just as the ferret was focused on hanging the righteous policeman, Lin De’an, Xu Yintang, wielding a chainsaw and dealing with the water ghost, suddenly took something out of his pocket and threw it toward the ferret.
At first glance, the ferret thought it was cinnabar, mocking with a sneering laugh—it had the protection of the City God statue, and cinnabar and peach wood couldn’t harm it.
But that red object in the air began growing larger. In an instant, it transformed into a massive creature entwined with tentacles. The ferret, despite living for hundreds of years, had never seen anything like it. It screamed and dashed as a gust of wind into the statue. The towering statue emanated a dignified and solemn light, seemingly able to deter all evil spirits and demons.
However, the creature’s tentacles were coated with a translucent gel that reflected most of the statue’s light, adhering to the statue with a resounding “snap,” followed by countless tendrils secreting a viscous, corrosive fluid that devoured the divine light.
The ferret heard the cracking of soil and stone, as fragments showered down onto its fur. The monstrous, sticky, and terrifying creature was slowly consuming the statue, nearly giving the ferret the sensation of being torn apart and devoured.
But it wasn’t going to sit and await its fate. The ferret viciously bit its own tail. Pain and the scent of blood roused its ferocity. With a sharp screech, the incense burner exploded, filling the hall with smoke so dense it could suffocate. Amid the smoke, the ferret, its official robe stained red with blood, crazily tore at and devoured the creature’s tentacles, causing it to howl in agony.
Second Treasure, who had been frolicking and dodging pursuers, immediately stopped upon hearing this sound. His eyes glowed with a strange and dazzling light like Opal. Mist-like tendrils extended from the edge of the dream, countless eyeballs weaving a nightmare’s web, dragging prey into the deepest recesses of terror.
Devour…
Devour…
The adept in illusions, the ferret, suddenly felt mentally blurred. In a haze, it saw itself being dragged into the City God’s temple. The genuine City God stared at it with lightning-like eyes, his majestic presence pressing down like a dead mouse, rendering it unable to move, banished to the 18 layers of hell without any chance of turning back.
No! No!
In its imagined hell, the ferret struggled, only to find itself torn and bitten by countless horrifying tendrils, intent on consuming it piece by piece.
Chew, chew, chew… crack, crack, crack…
Little Darling chewed on the ferret, which had aged for hundreds of years and had tough meat that got stuck in his teeth but tasted better the more he chewed. The ferret’s wails, like an accompaniment to the meal, caused the tendrils to sway rhythmically as if following the beat.
Meanwhile, Lin De’an, engaged in a tug of war with the hanging ghost, finally gained the upper hand with his unyielding righteousness. He knew exactly how to deal with evil spirits. Opening his mouth, he spat several times on the face of the hanging ghost in front of him. Then, with a loud voice, he used profanities ranging from insults about the ghost’s organs to cursing its ancestors over 18 generations, perfectly showcasing his expertise in having mediated 800 quarrels and street fights in a day, with an ample reserve of curses.
The hanging ghost turned purple from the insults, silently floating away from Lin De’an… farther away… and the noose around it loosened… loosened again…
Ghosts feared resolute police officers, and they feared unscrupulous villains. When these two were perfectly combined—
Within the mournful cries and wails of ghosts, a hint of genuine sorrow resonated.
Yu Kongyou, while Lin De’an was spitting and building up strength, had already reacted. He grabbed a zombie corpse and stuffed it into Second Treasure’s ears, preventing the child from hearing the unsuitable curses.
Xiao Qing, with a peach wood sword in one hand and dragging the bisected bus driver in the other, walked over, inspected the situation, and fed the remains to Second Treasure. With a swing of the peach wood sword, Xiao Qing helped Lin De’an by slashing at the hanging ghost, trying to escape when it saw the tide turning.
Xu Yintang put away the rotting chainsaw and used a hammer to crush the water ghost’s head. He turned to advise his eldest, “Little Darling, don’t learn from this.”
Xiao Qing gathered the hanging ghost, who was feigning death with his tongue out, and the water ghost together and asked the kids, “Do you want to eat these two?”
The stench was too much; none of the kids wanted to eat them. So, Xiao Qing affixed yellow talismans around and arranged them in a row, waiting for professionals from the Ghost Specialized Department to handle them after he left.
The ferret, now mangled and screaming in pain, cried out, “You can’t kill me! If I die, the tens of thousands of spirits here will be buried with me!”
Its voice, hoarse from agony, seemed to respond to Xiao Qing’s intention of seeking help from monks and Taoists. It attempted to bargain with the souls it had gathered, hoping to buy itself a way out.
“These souls have long been drained of their Yin energy by me! They rely on this City God’s temple to maintain their form while I’m alive. Once I die, the temple will collapse. Even a gust of wind outside could scatter them!”
“I die, and they won’t survive!!!”
Those who believed in righteous monks and Taoists detested this. The ferret was confident that if it could manipulate them, it might have a chance to survive. As it writhed in pain from being gnawed, it made a desperate vow. But then, laughter echoed.
“Listen to its voice, it sounds like a eunuch,” Yu Kongyou cheerfully commented on the ferret’s changing tone, while tidying Second Treasure’s fur and tearing the bus driver’s ghost into small pieces to feed him. It was as if tens of thousands of people had died right before his eyes, yet he didn’t even furrow his brow.
Surprisingly, Xu Yintang knew what a eunuch was. Listening to the ferret’s cries, he agreed, “It does sound like one.”
He then asked the ferret, “Did you really have tens of thousands of these spirits?”
The ferret, its intestines spilling out from being eaten, intermittently chuckled, “I’ve managed this place for over 350 years. Each year, I’ve collected hundreds of lost spirits. In recent years, there have been thousands and thousands more. Even if only one out of ten survived, there would still be tens of thousands…”
“Well, that’s great!” Xu Yintang smiled, turning to Yu Kongyou excitedly. “Weren’t you worried about not having enough manpower for development? With this many, we could turn the entire back hill into a vegetable garden for you.”
This fake City God’s temple was a place steeped in Yin energy, perfect for nurturing spirits. His hospital had an even stronger Yin aura, making it more suitable. It could seamlessly transfer these spirits from the temple to the hospital.
Yu Kongyou glanced at the spirits standing dumbfounded without anyone directing them. Amid the ferret’s final agonizing cries, he raised a very practical question, “If tens of thousands of spirits squeeze in, where will you keep them?”
The hospital was just so big, and with so many spirits packed inside, there might not even be space for them to settle.
Xu Yintang confidently responded, “Isn’t the country going to subsidize us?”
He had been calculating this while dealing with the water ghost earlier and continued confidently, “Let them stay outside for a while. When the ward is renovated, we’ll expand several floors for dormitories. Ghosts probably don’t need much food, burning some incense should feed them.”
Yu Kongyou followed their train of thought and found it quite reasonable. As a fierce ghost himself, he understood ghostly matters well. The hospital was naturally an excellent place to nurture ghosts. These lost spirits, once inside, wouldn’t need to be fed. They’d be more obedient than nurses or patients and could be more stable and manageable. No matter how you looked at it, they were ideal labor for development.
Meanwhile, Xiao Qing listened to their discussion on how to exploit ghostly labor, blinked, and then began pitching the water ghost and hanging ghost packaged on the side to Xu Yintang.
One drowned in water, the other hanged on a tree—perfect for overseeing a fish pond or fruit trees. Alternatively, they could be used as patients for doctors to experiment with new therapies, providing labor while reducing the workload of the Ghost Specialized Department.
It was clear he genuinely didn’t want these two nuisances to remain in the mortal realm.
However, Xu Yintang, despite seeing the hanging ghost’s dangling tongue and the water ghost’s filthy appearance, was somewhat repulsed. While Xiao Qing made a pitiful sales pitch, he kept lamenting the severe shortage of staff and the overwhelming workload at the Ghost Specialized Department, emphasizing how they were on the verge of collapse. He even mentioned a giant snake with profound abilities outside needing pacification, surely adding to their workload.
It wasn’t until he mentioned that the Ghost Specialized Department might be too busy to review the documents that Xu Yintang reluctantly agreed to accept these two sloppy “gifts.”
…
With the ferret’s demise, everything in the City God’s temple dissipated like foam. The pitch-black night from outside invaded the realm, revealing desolate ruins and dilapidated walls. The vibrant colors on the City God’s statue rapidly oxidized upon contact with air, shattering loudly into debris. The once vivid colors mixed with the soil, becoming indistinguishable once the wind blew.
Xu Yintang opened an entrance and relocated the lost spirits to the hospital before the illusion completely disappeared. Yu Kongyou, holding his nose, carried the water ghost and hanging ghost back.
Xiao Qing stretched lazily in the night breeze, feeling quite satisfied with this midnight stroll. He then asked the kids how they rated the late-night snack.
Little Darling smacked his mouth a few times, waving his tentacles, indicating he didn’t eat enough. Second Treasure yawned and gave it a four-star review.
Deducting one star because the snake made it feel good for nothing. Such a thick and long snake—it would have been great to eat it.
Author’s Note –
Mother Xu Yingtang: Labor force accounted for.
Happiness Farm development progress +1+1+1.
Well that is one way to get workers
Hahaha how’d that ‘gift’ giving go?
“It’s gross.”
“I don’t want it either.”
“It smells.”
“Alright. Until this is done, your papers can wait.”
=.= fiiiiine… give it.
Poor Second Treasure lamenting his lost snack 🤣
Lost a star, the snake snack was subpar—lmao! Thanks for the update ❤️❤️❤️
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