ryethenovel Chapter 4 Taoist Priest, is he really that handsome?
Chapter 4 Taoist Priest, is he really that handsome?
Outside the villa, the wind howled.
Although dark clouds were looming overhead, strangely, it didn't rain for a long time.
Only the dry, cold wind swirled fallen leaves on the ground.
Lin Jinian did not go far.
He was walking along the green belt towards the gate of the villa area.
He was mentally calculating how to spend the 500 yuan.
Buying rice is a must, but I also need to buy some lamp oil...
Just then, my old smartphone in my pocket vibrated.
He took it out and saw that it was the girl named Song Qiaoyun who had called earlier.
The moment the call connected, heart-wrenching cries came through the receiver, mixed with static from the electrical circuits.
"Master Lin, Master Lin!! Help me!"
"There really is a ghost! It's come upstairs!"
"Please come back quickly! I'll pay any price, name your price! Help!!!"
Lin Jinian stopped in his tracks, his brows furrowing slightly.
"Is it still going on?"
His first thought was whether these two rich girls felt the previous scene wasn't enough and wanted to try something new.
Are city dwellers today so spiritually empty?
But the distorted voice and gasping breaths in the receiver, caused by extreme fear...
"Name your price..."
Lin Jinian touched his empty pockets and thought of the offering table in the Taoist temple that was about to fall apart.
"Fine, even if it's a prank, it won't hurt to go again."
"If that's true, then it's an act of accumulating merit and doing good deeds."
Lin Jinian turned around, his feet barely touching the ground, his Taoist robe fluttering in the wind, and quickly ran towards Villa No. 17.
Back at the villa entrance, Lin Jinian reached out to pull the doorknob.
"Click, click."
Not moving.
The electronic lock is locked.
Lin Jinian didn't want to waste time, figuring the two people upstairs wouldn't be able to come down either.
He gave a low shout, his right hand's two fingers joined together, and arcs of electricity crackled at the fingertips.
"break!"
A bolt of Bing Fire Yang Thunder struck the lock cylinder of the smart door lock with pinpoint accuracy.
"Bang!"
Sparks flew, and the sophisticated electronic lock was rendered unusable.
Then the heavy solid wood door was violently forced open and slammed heavily against the wall.
Lin Jinian rushed into the hall, completely unaware of the cell phone lurking in the corner.
They were completely unaware that they were being watched by thousands of people.
This scene was captured by a spare phone hidden in a flowerpot in the corner of the first-floor lobby.
In the live stream footage.
The audience heard a loud bang, followed by the sight of the door opening wide.
A figure in blue rushed in against the fierce wind outside, his clothes fluttering, like a god descending to earth.
The barrage exploded:
"Holy crap! That door-kicking was so cool!"
"Another special effects effect? This door lock really exploded!"
"It's a script, a script. They definitely planted the explosives beforehand, but that little Taoist priest's silhouette is absolutely stunning!"
"FBI OPEN UP!!"
"It must have really exploded."
"Am I the only one paying attention to the young Taoist priest's looks? This backlit scene makes him look like a male lead from a period drama!"
"How much was this short film made? Since there's no admission fee, is it really something we can watch?"
"Who just said it was a scam? This is clearly a martial arts master descending from the mountain!"
"That's what you call professional! I'm watching this short film!"
Lin Jinian, who was in the living room, saw the thing standing in the middle of the stairs.
It was a "person" dressed in a grayish-white funeral shroud.
It reeked of decay.
Its body was twisted at an eerie angle as it prepared to climb to the second floor.
Upon hearing the sound of the door being broken down, the ghost paused.
It slowly turned its head, revealing a face without features, only a gaping, dark mouth.
They kept a close eye on Lin Jinian.
Compared to the two ordinary people upstairs, the young Taoist priest in front of them, radiating pure yang energy,
It is clearly more attractive and more threatening to it.
"hiss--"
The ghost let out a strange sound like a snake flicking its tongue, and then surprisingly gave up going upstairs.
Instead, it turned around, got down on all fours, and resembled a giant gecko.
He lunged at Lin Jinian from the stair railing!
"This is an evil spirit?!"
Lin Jinian was not surprised but rather pleased.
Because the first thing that came to his mind was the incense and Taoist scriptures in his head!
Lin Jinian stood still, his feet neither too far apart nor too far apart, as steady as Mount Tai.
The ghost lunged forward, and this time...
It's no longer the kind of lightning magic that controls its power just to scare people.
Instead, they went all out!
"Bing Fire Yang Thunder, by imperial decree!"
Lin Jinian thrust out his right palm with a sudden burst of lightning, which crackled within it.
The originally dimly lit living room was suddenly illuminated as bright as day!
"BOOM—!!!"
This clap of thunder was even more deafening than the one before.
Thick, blue-white lightning bolts, like long whips, lashed fiercely at the ghost.
Finally, it landed on the stair steps.
There is no suspense.
The ghost didn't even have time to let out a scream.
It crumbled under the extremely powerful and yang thunder magic, turning into a wisp of black smoke and dissipating into the air.
Only a charred mark remained on the stair railing.
At the same time, in Lin Jinian's mind,
The long-dormant book of incense and Taoist teachings suddenly began to turn, emitting a brilliant golden light.
[One ghost has been slain!]
[Reward: Golden Amulet x1]
[During this demon-slaying process, they displayed divine power, and their fame increased slightly!]
[Gained Incense Points: 700]
[Congratulations, Abbot! You have received an extra reward: "The Purple Qi Coming from the East: A Guide to Sensing Cultivation" (an auxiliary cultivation technique)]
The series of messages left Lin Jinian somewhat bewildered.
700 incense points?!
Killing such a ghost can earn you so many incense points?
They also said there were other reasons...
He subconsciously looked around, but apart from the fancy decorations, he didn't find anything unusual.
Could it be because this ghost harbors too much resentment?
Before he could figure it out, a warm current appeared out of nowhere in his body, flowing through his meridians and throughout his entire body.
That was the introductory course to the "Purple Qi Comes from the East: A Treatise on Induction" which involved cleansing the tendons and marrow.
Lin Jinian felt a lightness in his body, and the fatigue from running and casting spells just now vanished.
A profound realization welled up in my mind.
That was about how to gather the first wisp of purple energy in the morning for cultivation techniques.
And in the live stream room.
Due to the angle, the audience did not see the specific scene of the ghost dissipating.
All they saw was a blinding blue-white flash on the screen, followed by an inhuman scream that abruptly ended.
"Holy crap! Was that welding? My eyes are going to go blind!"
"Who dubbed that scream? It's terrifying!"
"These special effects probably cost about 50 cents, but the lighting and shadow effects are alright."
"The Taoist priest is awesome!!"
Lin Jinian shook his hand, not bothering to examine the reward in his mind, and quickly went upstairs to the second floor.
He knocked on the bedroom door when he arrived at it.
"It's alright, come out now."
The room remained silent for several seconds before Song Qiaoyun's trembling voice finally broke the silence:
"Really... really? Master... where... where is that thing?"
"He has already been delivered to the afterlife by this humble Taoist priest."
The door lock clicked open, revealing a crack.
Jiang Rongrong and Song Qiaoyun's two pale faces were revealed.
When they saw Lin Jinian, the two of them felt like they had found a lifeline.