Becoming a fox fairy from Liaozhai

Chapter 56

Ning Caichen was good at nourishing his energy, so he vented his anger and continued to copy Buddhist scriptures.

As I wrote and wrote, I naturally became calm and focused, with no other distractions.

When Ning Caichen finished copying the Buddhist scriptures, he carefully packed up the scriptures and prepared to go to bed. At this time, a gust of wind came from nowhere and blew out all the candles in the study.

The study room was plunged into darkness for a moment, and it suddenly turned from light to darkness, and Ning Caichen couldn't see anything clearly.

His heart skipped a beat, and he reached out to touch the candlestick on the table, trying to relight the candle.

In the darkness, he didn't know what he touched. It seemed that the hard bones were covered with mud, and his hands were sticky.

"who?"

Ning Caichen scolded.

No one answered.

After a while, when he got used to the darkness in the room, with the thin moonlight, he saw a black figure standing in front of the desk, staring at him with a pair of dim eyes.

Ning Caichen took a step back, his heart beating like a drum, and he said, "Who are you and how did you get in?"

The black figure finally moved, walking up and down, exuding a rancid breath, and his voice was extremely hoarse, as if blowing air from a broken bag that leaked air.

"Human? I'm not human."

Ning Caichen listened to him, but he was certain in his heart, and said: "It's not a human, could it be a ghost?"

The black shadow kept approaching Ning Caichen, and Ning Caichen kept backing away, always keeping a certain distance from the black shadow.

"You're right!" The black shadow rushed forward, like a hungry tiger or a wolf, like a wild dog snatching food on the street.

Terrified, Ning Caichen picked up the candlestick on the table and threw it at the shadow.

The candlestick hit the black shadow, as if hanging in the mud, sinking in.

The black shadow was blocked from momentum, but it still rushed towards him.

Ning Caichen backed away again and again, bumping his back against the door.

The black figure let out a "hoho" and stretched out two black hands to grab it.

Ning Caichen rolled on the ground against the door, rolled over to the window, and propped it up.

Only when the moonlight came in from the window did Ning Caichen see what the black shadow looked like.

Is a drowned ghost.

His whole body was covered in rotten black mud, and his exposed arms and face had also rotted away, his skin and flesh melted away, exposing white bones.

The black shadow threw itself on the door, and looked at Ning Caichen by the window, and said, "I told you, I'm a ghost."

As he walked, the mud on his body fell down, but there was no shortage.

"I fell into the rotten mud, and some hands dragged me down. I struggled hard, and the more I struggled, the deeper I sank, and finally I died in the rotten mud."

The drowned ghost said: "I was used as a substitute, I died, he ran away."

The drowned ghost slowly approached Ning Caichen: "I died unjustly, but I didn't want to harm others, so I endured it for 30 years."

There was barely a little blood in his dim eyes, with suffocating malice: "But I can't bear it anymore. The water is cold, too cold, and the mud is heavy, too heavy."

"I endured it for 30 years, and if I don't find someone to replace me, I will never leave."

The drowned ghost said: "You are a good person, why don't you come and help me."

Ning Caichen blushed and said, "I'm a good person and you come to harm me. What's the point? Even a ghost bullies the good and fears the evil?"

The drowned ghost said: "I'm also a good person, why didn't you come to help me? What's the use of being a good person, you'll be bullied all your life!"

Ning Caichen backed away slowly, and said: "Shut up. I don't say that good and evil are rewarded, but people have conscience, not beasts, everyone is good, the world is peaceful, everyone is evil, and life is upside down."

"Brother Gui, I admire you for not harming anyone for 30 years." Ning Caichen cupped his hands and said, "But Ning's skin is still useful for other purposes, please forgive me for not following orders."

The drowned ghost said: "It's up to you, I'll find you whether you like it or not!"

Ning Caichen calmly said, "Brother Gui, I am willing to collect the bones for you and make a sacrifice for you, but I cannot let you kill me."

The drowned ghost rushed towards Ning Caichen again: "What's the use of a false name?"

"Bitter—"

Ning Caichen flipped the desk over and it hit the drowned ghost.

The drowned ghost was pressed under the table, constantly changing its shape, flowing like sewage, and slowly crawled out from under the table.

Ning Caichen took the opportunity to push open the door and run out, taking a breath and about to shout.

But before he could finish his breath, a hand covered his mouth and nose.

Ning Caichen hadn't lost his breath, when he heard a voice behind him say: "I'll let you go, don't shout."

Ning Caichen only felt something cold and hard pressing against his back, and nodded in fright.

With that hand back, Ning Caichen took a few breaths.

He heard the man behind him say: "You scholar, you still have a bit of courage, and you are not afraid of this drowning ghost."

Ning Caichen said, "It's also scary to be afraid."

The man asked, "Why don't you turn around and talk?"

While speaking, he realized that his weapon was behind Ning Caichen, and said, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry."

Ning Caichen loosened his back, turned around carefully, and was startled.

This is a white-faced man in a white robe and hat with a white umbrella, and in his hand is a mourning stick wrapped in white paper. It was just this thing that hit his back, making Ning Caichen think it was a sharp weapon.

Just dressed like this, obviously not an ordinary person.

Ning Caichen asked cautiously, "Is this great immortal an emissary?"

The white-faced man smiled and said, "It is Bai Wuchang who is here."

Ning Caichen said more cautiously: "Could it be that I..."

Bai Wuchang said: "That's not because of you, I came because of this drowned ghost."

Bai Wuchang grabbed the chain on his waist and threw it, the chain flew out and wrapped it around the neck of the drowned ghost.

Bai Wuchang pulled the chain closer, dragged the drowned ghost in front of him, stepped on his face with his white boots, and cursed: "You useless thing, you can't be consistent as a human being, and you can't do it even as a ghost. What can you do?"

Ning Caichen couldn't bear it, and said: "Master Wuchang, this ghost brother has not done anything evil for 30 years, why bother to humiliate him?"

Bai Wuchang sighed, raised his feet, shook his head and said: "If he had made up his mind to find a substitute earlier, he has already reincarnated now, if he can be firm and sincere and does not want to harm others, after today he can be with you." I am a minister in the same temple. It is a pity that he was cowardly in life, and he will be the same after death. Cowardice is greater than kindness, and bad roots are greater than good roots. He can neither save himself early, nor can he single-mindedly escape from vulgarity."

"Poor, poor."

The drowned ghost shed tears, kowtowed twice, and said: "Forgive me."

Bai Wuchang didn't listen to his arguments, pulled the chain, picked up the drowned ghost, and stuffed it into the white cloth pocket around his waist.

Ning Caichen was stunned by Bai Wuchang's words.

Bai Wuchang glanced at him and asked, "Scholar, you have some talent and courage. Let me ask you, is there any use for you to learn?"

Ning Caichen said, "Be an official."

A look of disappointment appeared in Bai Wuchang's eyes, but Ning Caichen didn't see it.

Bai Wuchang nodded, and was about to leave when he heard Ning Caichen continue: "Only when you become an official can you display your talents and ambitions, educate the common people, and bring peace to the world."

Bai Wuchang clapped his hands and said, "Okay."

　Thank you for your support, Chiu Mi.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)