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Living Funeral
The Taoist said, "Don't you know that quicklime can burn things?"
I was momentarily stunned, but quickly recalled that quicklime generates high temperatures when it comes into contact with water, making it capable of incinerating ordinary objects without issue.
The Taoist continued, "Regular fire is ineffective against this material, but quicklime reacts with water to produce intense heat. Additionally, it has the property of exorcising evil spirits, so quicklime is the best choice for burning this spirit tablet."
I found the Taoist's reasoning quite sound. I understood that burning the spirit tablet couldn't be done inside the house; if I accidentally set the place on fire, it would be disastrous.
Zhao Fan, still catching his breath, asked me, "Brother Fei, what do you need the quicklime for?"
I replied that he would find out soon enough. I didn't want to waste time; it was better to act quickly to avoid any unnecessary complications. I called Gao Ling and Zhao Fan and headed downstairs.
Zhao Fan asked if we should bring the quicklime down. I confirmed that we definitely needed it.
The three of us went downstairs, and the Taoist along with the woman in red followed us. I placed the incense burner on the ground and then poured the quicklime directly onto the spirit tablet. The bag of quicklime Zhao Fan brought was enough to completely cover the spirit tablet.
After preparing everything, all that was left was water. I rushed upstairs and brought down a bucket of water, then began scooping water with a ladle to pour onto the quicklime.
Gao Ling and Zhao Fan seemed puzzled by my actions and finally asked, "Fei, what are you doing?"
I didn't respond immediately. As soon as the water touched the quicklime, there was a sizzling sound, followed by a cloud of white smoke rising.
I continued to sprinkle water over it; the white smoke billowed more and more, rising thickly. Leaning closer, I could even feel a wave of heat emanating from it.
Gao Ling suddenly realized and said, "Fei, you are clever! I didn't think of this method."
Zhao Fan, unaware of the situation, asked again what I was doing. Gao Ling patiently explained everything to Zhao Fan.
After listening, Zhao Fan was momentarily stunned and then acknowledged my cleverness.
In truth, it wasn't my cleverness; it was the Taoist's wisdom. The Taoist's skills and fundamentals were truly impressive; he must have been a highly accomplished practitioner in his lifetime.
I asked the Taoist if that was the case. He nodded slightly, saying nothing more.
At that moment, the woman in red said to me, "Chen Lang, you really are remarkable."
I scratched my head and replied that it wasn't me who was remarkable.
Zhao Fan then walked over to me and said, "Brother Fei, your ability to exorcise spirits is incredible. When do you have time to teach me?"
I glanced at Zhao Fan and told him that what I had learned was just the basics, and I wasn't qualified to teach anyone. However, if he ever encountered a problem he couldn't solve, he could ask me.
Thanks to Zhao Fan for tirelessly carrying such a large bag of Quicklime up to the fourth floor.
Upon hearing this, Zhao Fan laughed heartily and said, "With Brother Fei saying that, I feel reassured."
I nodded in agreement and didn't say much more. At that moment, a burnt smell filled the air along with the scent of Quicklime. After about half an hour, I stepped forward and saw that the Yin talisman had indeed been burned away, and the water sprinkled on the Quicklime had turned black.
"Is it over?" I couldn't help but ask.
The Taoist said, "It should be over now."
Upon hearing this, I let out a sigh of relief, my anxious heart finally settling down. Surprisingly, the pain I had felt earlier had vanished.
At that moment, I felt incredibly relaxed. I called Gao Ling to help clean up the quicklime. After a night of chaos, I was utterly exhausted—both mentally and physically.
Actually, I had been wondering about something that night: Was Gao Ling still a virgin? He had mocked me that morning.
So, as we made our way upstairs, I asked Gao Ling, "Are you really a virgin?"
Gao Ling's expression changed when he heard my question. "I'm not lying to you, Fei," he replied.
However, judging by his earlier performance, it seemed he wasn't deceiving me. Suddenly, I began to suspect whether Gao Ling might be impotent. After all, how could someone who frequented bars and nightclubs still be a virgin?
Zhao Fan nearly burst out laughing when he heard that Gao Ling claimed to be a virgin. Zhao Fan bluntly said, "Gao Ling, you can't be serious!"
Gao Ling shot back angrily, "Of course I can! I can definitely go seven times in one night."
Zhao Fan retorted, "That's just talk. How about I take you out later to give it a try?"
Gao Ling spat in disdain and scolded Zhao Fan, "How vulgar! My first time is reserved for my future wife. Do you think I'm like you guys who can't resist temptation?"
I couldn't believe it; this guy was saying such things after having touched and kissed me before.
Gao Ling defended himself, saying that while he might have touched and kissed a bit, he had never gone all the way. After he said that, both Zhao Fan and I were left speechless.
Finally, I cursed Gao Ling together with Zhao Fan, calling him useless. I couldn't believe that Gao Ling would be so self-restrained; there had to be a reason behind it—either he was impotent or there was some other issue.
Otherwise, he had already touched and kissed, yet he never took that final step.
Gao Ling scolded us for being vulgar and then stopped arguing with us. After going upstairs, he tidied up the room. The matter with the ghost and the Yin card was finally resolved, and I let out a sigh of relief.
After sitting for a while, I decided to take a shower and then prepare to rest. Zhao Fan had a drink and then took his leave.
Gao Ling muttered a few more curses before retreating to his room to play games.
Inside the room, the woman in red waited for me. Looking at her, she said, "Chen Lang, we haven't been intimate for a long time," her face showing a shy expression.
I glanced at her and thought that since we had already shared those spring dreams, it didn't matter anymore. If intimacy was what she wanted, then so be it. I stepped forward and wrapped my arms around her slender waist.
My hands soon found their way to the appropriate places, and her face instantly turned crimson. She said, "Chen Lang, you’re getting worse."
Although the woman in red wasn't alive, for some reason, I still felt a wonderful sensation as I touched her—soft and delicate, with a hint of fragrance.
We embraced each other and quickly became entwined. After a passionate encounter, everything became clear again.
The woman in red had already left. For some reason, every time after we shared such moments, I felt completely refreshed. It was quite exhilarating...
After getting out of bed, I glanced at the time; it was exactly ten in the morning. I set my phone down, but just as I did, it rang.
It was a text message. I immediately picked up my phone to check it and saw that it was from Fatty Zhang. The message read: "Chen Fei, Zhang Xun is trapped on Coffin Street and can't get out. Don't you want to rescue him? And what about his background? Don't you want to know? If you do, you should go to Zhang Family Village."
I stared at the text message for a moment, then replied, "Have you been following me? And is it true that going to Zhang Family Village will allow me to rescue Zhang Xun?"
After sending that message, I quickly typed another one because I remembered that last time, only I could go to Zhang Family Village.
So I sent another text asking, "Does this mean I have to go to Zhang Family Village alone this time? Why?"
At that moment, my thoughts drifted back to Coffin Street, replaying the scene in my mind where Zhang Xun had intercepted the Hundred Demons Carrying the Coffin.
Zhang Xun needed saving; I owed him that much.
Before long, Zhang Fatty replied to my message. He wrote that Zhang Family Village held the secret of Zhang Xun. If you uncover Zhang Xun's secret, you could re-enter Coffin Street. At that point, if he was still alive and you had enough ability, you could bring him out. As for why you had to go to Zhang Family Village alone, it was because the secret there was something only you could know.
I stared blankly at the message.
Not long after, another text popped up: Chen Fei, there's a package for you at the door.
Instinctively, I looked up toward the entrance. Although I couldn't see the door, I still resisted the urge to glance over. Just as I lifted my head, a series of urgent knocks echoed from outside...
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