Uncle Jiu and the young man were hurrying along the road ahead when they suddenly heard the sound of horse hooves and a familiar excited shout from behind.
"Master, Master, why are you still here? You're walking so slowly!"
When Uncle Jiu heard the boastful voice of his young apprentice, his eyes narrowed, he turned around, and found that the young apprentice Russell was riding a half-grown pony and galloping towards them.
"Master, I'll go first!"
Russell had a very arrogant look on his face and was riding a pony very fast. However, before he could be arrogant for a while, he felt that his whole body was suspended in the air and his legs were unable to bear the force and fell into the air.
Uncle Jiu grabbed Russell by the back of his collar and pulled him in front of him. He looked at his little apprentice with an amusement in his expression.
A few minutes later.
Uncle Jiu rode away on his tall horse with the young man, leaving Russell looking at the two missing pieces of paper in his arms, wanting to cry but unable to cry.
"My horse!"
Renjia Town is quite big. It was originally a big town. In addition, due to natural disasters and man-made tragedies in recent years, there are more and more refugees, and the town’s buildings have been expanded countless times.
Uncle Jiu and the young man galloped on their horses, and after several minutes of galloping, they finally arrived at where Li Sanshui was.
It is the river outside Renjia Town, which supports countless fishermen.
Uncle Jiu looked up and saw a large group of people watching on the bank of the creek. Even without the young man reminding him, he knew that Li Sanshui must be there.
"Uncle Nine is here!"
Seeing Uncle Jiu's figure, the crowd watching on the shore became confused for a moment and consciously made way for Uncle Jiu.
Uncle Jiu dismounted and patted the horse beside him with satisfaction. This was really a good horse. It moved according to its heart, did not eat, drink, defecate or urinate, and yet it was still fast.
Really good!
As soon as he touched the horse in front of him, it disappeared and turned into a piece of paper. Uncle Jiu put the paper in his arms, completely ignoring the aggrieved look of Russell behind him.
The people around couldn't help but exclaim in surprise when they saw the horse disappearing out of thin air, their faces filled with shock.
"Oh my god, that horse is actually a paper man!"
"As expected of Uncle Nine!"
"Tsk tsk, a Taoist master, this is a real master!"
A lot of boasting was heard. Uncle Jiu looked solemn, without any joy on his face, but his walking pace became much faster.
Walking through the crowd, Uncle Jiu saw Li Sanshui lying there with his hair disheveled and a biting cold wind blowing in his face.
"Uncle Jiu, please save this poor kid Sanshui."
A middle-aged man couldn't help but sigh, "Sanshui is the backbone of his family. He has elderly parents and young children to take care of. How could he be involved in something like this?"
Uncle Jiu glanced at Li Sanshui and had an idea in his mind, "But you fell into the water this morning and couldn't get up?"
“It’s amazing, it’s amazing!”
The crowd watching became more and more convinced that Uncle Jiu was indeed worthy of his reputation. He knew what happened in the morning with just one glance.
Li Sanshui returned from fishing in the middle of the night and was about to go ashore, but he seemed to have lost his soul and stepped on empty air and fell directly into the water.
A fisherman may not be an excellent swimmer, but at least he will not drown.
It was already spring, and the water in the river was not too cold. However, Li Sanshui fell into the water and was unable to get up.
His companions jumped in immediately. Three or four strong men were unable to rescue Li Sanshui from the river. It seemed as if something in the river was pulling him.
Fortunately, this is a rural town. At five or six in the morning, a large group of people have already started to get up and move around, busy with their livelihood for the day.
The place where Li Sanshui fell into the water was very close to the shore, and people on the shore rushed to rescue him. It took more than a dozen young men holding hands to pull Li Sanshui up.
The person was pulled up, but it seemed as if he had lost his soul and no further action was taken.
Everyone had already expected this, thinking that this might be a dirty creature trying to take their lives, and that professional matters had to be handled by professionals.
For example, Uncle Nine.
Uncle Jiu bent down and brushed aside Li Sanshui's trouser leg with one hand. He looked solemn as if he had seen something.
Russell only felt a chill approaching, and there was a faint black mist surrounding Li Sanshui.
The people around him didn't react. Perhaps this is unique to people who practice Taoism.
Russell waved his two fingers, imitating Uncle Jiu's behavior and waved them in front of his eyes. His magic power started to work, and the world became different.
I saw a woman with her head lowered, her black hair hanging behind her back. Her face could not be seen clearly. She was lying on the ground with a swollen body, and one hand was tightly grasping Li Sanshui's ankle.
As if sensing Russell's prying eyes, the woman turned her head, revealing a pale face without a trace of blood.
His eyes were completely black, he said nothing, and just stared at Russell.
Uncle Jiu frowned and suddenly asked, "Has anyone ever drowned near the river where Sanshui fishes?"
The onlookers looked at each other in confusion; they had never heard of such a thing before.
"well!"
At this time, an old man came out. He sighed and said, "I may know something about this matter."
"After all, it's a shameful thing. This girl is a neighbor of the woodcutter Li. She just moved there not long ago. She has no parents and is all alone."
"It's strange to say, the girl had just moved in when Old Li was killed by a ghost in the middle of the night. And it was you, Uncle Jiu, who got rid of the ghost!"
Uncle Jiu nodded slowly. The female ghost was of low power and could only come out in the middle of the night to scare people. But what did that have to do with this
The old man shook his head and said, "After Mr. Li died, someone saw a pair of red embroidered shoes in his house. It just so happened that this little girl also had a pair."
"Alas, after a few gossipers said that, the neighbors couldn't help but look at her in a strange way. The girl was also stubborn, so she jumped into the river and committed suicide that night."
The people around were in an uproar, and their expressions turned ugly. They had all heard of these things to some extent, but they never expected that someone could be forced to death.
Uncle Jiu was silent for a long time and sighed helplessly. Reputation is more important than anything else. This is true for both men and women, but it is especially important for women.
Once your reputation is ruined, your whole life is truly ruined.
"Uncle Jiu, why are you asking this?"
The old man asked doubtfully, looking a little panicked, as if he had thought of something, and the faces of the people around him changed.
Uncle Jiu took out a Bagua mirror from his arms and shone it on Li Sanshui's feet. A black and purple handprint appeared on his ankle.
When everyone saw this tiny hand print, they were shocked.
"Uncle Jiu, we must get rid of this evil ghost!"
"Yes, yes, except this evil ghost!"
Originally they had kept out of the matter, but now it has everything to do with them, because they have more or less heard the previous rumors, and they have also told about them!
Some said more, some said less, and some said more serious things.
Uncle Jiu lowered his head and reached out to touch Russell's head. "Remember, don't talk nonsense in the future. People's words are scary."
Russell nodded as if he understood, and looking at the indifferent woman at Li Sanshui's feet, he felt strange in his heart.
Everyone knows that ghosts are vicious, but few people know that human hearts are even more vicious than ghosts!