American Comics: BOSS Invasion

“… I heard that the Taoist used a few simple tools to set up a Dharma platform. He didn't burn incense or light yellow paper. He just chanted a spell and stomped his foot. Then, a figure appeared, drilling straight out of the ground. It was Old Zhang's deceased wife!”

Little Douzi described it vividly, and Mustache listened intently. He turned his head and said, “So, young master, you're inquiring about this matter. Why ask others? Ask me! Old Zhang lives on the same street as me. I know this matter clearly and distinctly!”

Qi Shan said, “Then tell me!”

“Alright, listen carefully! When Teacher Zhang returned home from his stall in the evening, I was outside cooling off. I saw him leading a Taoist into the house, and then I saw a light come on.

Young master, you know, poor families don't light candles at night. Seeing that light, I knew it was candlelight. I had been carrying a sedan chair all day, and I had a thorn stuck in my foot. I thought I would use the candlelight to pick out the thorn, so I went to the window of Old Zhang's house, and then I heard people talking inside!”

Mustache paused for a moment. Qi Shan didn't react, but Little Douzi became anxious first.

“Hurry up and tell me! I don't know this part!”

Mustache chuckled, “You didn't know, right? Only my buddy and I heard what the Taoist said at the time.

I heard the Taoist say: 'Although I can use magic to let you husband and wife meet between Yin and Yang, the Yang world has its rules, and the Yin world has its rules. The intersection of Yin and Yang disrupts the laws of heaven and earth. Therefore, the time you can talk will not be too long. As soon as you hear the sound of the drum, you must come out immediately, otherwise you will cause great trouble!'”

Little Douzi suddenly understood, “So that's how it is. No wonder the Taoist came out so quickly. I heard that Old Zhang's candlelight was on for almost an hour that night before it went out!”

“That's right, they chatted for a full hour. After the Taoist came out, he left without saying a word, even when he saw me, he just nodded!

I heard the husband and wife reminiscing and expressing their feelings for each other under the wall. That scene of mutual affection and sorrow really made me unable to listen!” Mustache shook his head and sighed.

Qi Shan couldn't help but roll his eyes. “People say that Yin and Yang are separated. With your little courage? Hearing a woman's voice from Old Zhang's house, I guess you would have run away!”

Mustache chuckled, his face showing no embarrassment, “You are indeed a little immortal! You saw right through me at a glance!”

Little Douzi snorted, “I could see through you without our young master!

Qi Shan said, “Stop digressing, hurry up and get to the point!”

“That's how the night ended. The next day, when Old Zhang came out to open his stall, many people saw that he was a little dazed. A corner of the apron he always wore around his waist was missing, as if it had been torn off by someone. When people asked him, he didn't say anything.

Although everyone was curious, they wouldn't meddle in other people's business. That matter was over. Everyone focused their attention on the Taoist. If he could really connect Yin and Yang, many people in the town would ask for his help.”

Little Douzi shook his head and said, “Originally, this matter would have been over long ago, but young master, do you remember the heavy rain a few days ago? I heard that a landslide occurred in the south, collapsing several graves, including the grave of Old Zhang's deceased wife.

At that time, many people went to help repair it. I heard that the body, which had been dead for many years and had turned into a pile of white bones, was holding a piece of white cloth in its hand.

This white cloth was exactly the missing section of the apron on Old Zhang!”

Qi Shan's eyes lit up, “In that case, this Taoist really has some skill!”

Little Douzi nodded repeatedly, “I'm afraid he really does. I heard that recently many wealthy families have been queuing up with gift boxes to ask for his help. But this Taoist doesn't know what's wrong with him, his face changes like flipping a book. He welcomes some people with a smile, but most people can't even see him. It seems that he has his own way of distinguishing people, which is very strange!”

Qi Shan nodded, and Little Douzi pursed his lips and stopped talking.

Mustache knew that he should put in more effort at this time, so he quickened his pace.

After about the time it takes to drink a cup of tea, they reached their destination. Mustache carefully set the sedan chair down and opened the curtain to lead Qi Shan out.

Little Douzi felt bloated, while Qi Shan looked at the dilapidated Guandi Temple in front of him, somewhat puzzled.

“Are you sure this is the place?”

“Young master, I didn't believe it at first, after all, so many wealthy families have come to invite him, and he must have earned a lot these days. Not to mention buying a small house, staying in a hotel is definitely no problem.

But the strange thing is that this Taoist lives in the Guandi Temple. Apart from eating, drinking, and having fun, he has never been to a hotel.”

Mustache interjected, “I can testify to this. A few days ago, when I was passing by, I happened to see the old Taoist come back, carrying a pig's head and a large jar of wine. Good heavens, that jar weighed at least twenty pounds!”

Qi Shan said unhappily, “Alright, alright, I don't need you anymore, leave quickly. Even if you try to get close, you won't get any extra reward money. You tricked me once last time, haven't you learned your lesson?”

Mustache pouted and said, “Young master, listen to what this book boy is saying, is that human language? I am showing respect to you…”

Qi Shan said, “Alright, stop talking nonsense, don't delay important business!”

Seeing that Qi Shan's expression had changed, Mustache didn't dare to pester him anymore, nodded and bowed, and took a step back, lifting the sedan chair and leaving.

“Alright, young master, you give the order, and I will definitely obey. Call me again if you need anything, I guarantee I'll be there whenever you need me!”

With that, the sedan chair swayed and went away.

Qi Shan ignored him and looked at the dilapidated Guandi Temple in front of him, leading Little Douzi directly inside.

Little Douzi said, “I heard that this Taoist has been living here ever since he came to Beizhuang! The beggars who used to hang out here, I don't know where they've gone. I haven't seen them in the village recently. Could it be that they really joined the Beggar Clan as the young master said?”

Qi Shan said, “If he is a true Taoist, he will naturally have a way to find a place to stay. A mere beggar is nothing, there's no need to dwell on it.

But I really think this Taoist is not that simple, let's meet him and see!”