Chapter One Hundred: Harm in Broad Daylight
I peeled off the three soul-binding talismans one by one. The three children immediately tried to run, but with red threads tied around their necks held firmly by the old man, they couldn’t escape.
After struggling for half a minute, the children's clothes suddenly deflated.
Then, a puff of gray smoke rose, and three rats rolled out from inside their clothes. The old man casually tied the red threads to a stool leg, and the three rats were trapped.
The old mountain god gestured for me to sit. He explained that the three children and the old gray woman all belonged to the Gray family lineage. They often lurked around here, causing great harm. Nearly every household in the two nearby villages had been wiped out; the people had all been eaten by them.
“But when I arrived, I saw the village was inhabited,” I said.
The old mountain god waved dismissively. “Those you saw were no longer human.”
“Foxes, yellow, white, willows, and gray spirits—aren’t they supposed to be guardian deities? Yet here they are, rampant, brazenly devouring entire villages?” I asked in astonishment. Compared to this, the rat spirits plaguing our village were a mere trifle. At least those needed some wicked tricks to harm people, but here, they simply ate them outright. It was an eye-opening experience.
“Guardian deities? It’s easy to summon gods but hard to send them away. Those invited spirits eventually devour the people they were meant to protect. Ever since the celestial phenomenon of the Mars guarding the heart star appeared, strange things happened. The fortune of the Moon God Temple suddenly grew strong for unknown reasons. The mountain was once peaceful, but recently, more and more wild spirits have become sentient. The offerings from each household are insufficient, so these foxes and spirits have taken to eating people repeatedly.”
The old mountain god handed me a talisman from my grandfather. I recognized his handwriting immediately. I learned that the old mountain god had already been in contact with my grandfather, which was why he sent me here to handle this matter.
I glanced around the mountain god’s temple, which was little more than four empty walls. “Old mountain god, you are the guardian of the great dragon vein of Changbai Mountain in the borderlands. Why is your temple in such a state?”
His face flushed red. “To be honest, in over a hundred years, the guardian deities have infiltrated every household. The Moon God Temple’s incense has been flourishing. Coupled with the protection of the Lingying Palace, my humble mountain god temple has long lost its offerings. There’s nothing I can do about it.”
The Moon God Temple is one of the five great ancestral temples in the Northeast, where each household pays respects to their guardian deities on the first and fifteenth days of the lunar month.
I didn’t know much about the Lingying Palace, so I asked.
He explained that the Lingying Palace is a Taoist sect near Changbai Mountain, comprised entirely of female practitioners who live in seclusion, uninterested in worldly affairs. However, if nearby villagers are in trouble, they do intervene. The Lingying Palace enjoys decent fortune and offerings.
“The Moon God Temple is still a temple. During the Qing dynasty, it was officially sanctioned. How can it allow the spirits under its protection to harm people so blatantly?” I asked.
The old mountain god sighed, “Perhaps it’s true that while empires change easily, the nature of things is hard to alter.”
Just then, one of the rats suddenly spoke in human language. “Old man, release us. We are disciples of the Ghost Dao. If you kill us, the Ghost Dao will rise again and avenge us by destroying you all!”
I asked, “Who told you that you are disciples of the Ghost Dao?”
“Hmph, Grandfather Hu San and Grandmother Hu San of our temple said so. Let us go!”
“Were they also the ones who sent you out to harm and eat people?” I continued.
“Of course. It is by the heavenly fortune bestowed upon our Moon God Temple that we have attained sentience. Grandfather Hu San said that if we want to serve the Ghost Dao, we must consume human essence. Only then can we rapidly advance in cultivation. When the time comes, the Ghost Dao will annihilate all Taoist sects, and it will be thanks to us!” the rat said.
Heavenly fortune? That means the heavenly way has bestowed fortune upon the Moon God Temple. Why would they receive such fortune yet commit such atrocities?
I, a follower of the Ghost Dao, believe in equality among all beings and do not condone senseless slaughter. The resurgence of the Ghost Dao is meant to purge the corrupt among the Taoist sects, not to destroy all of them. Yet Grandfather and Grandmother Hu San, once true deities of the Moon God Temple, could say such things?
My anger flared. “Is that so? Then take me to the Moon God Temple. I want to see if Grandfather and Grandmother Hu San really said such things!”
“Free me, and we will take you there!” the rat spirit said.
The old mountain god quickly stopped me. “No. The Moon God Temple is the supreme temple of the five great immortals of the Northeast borderlands, heavily guarded. If you fall into their hands, it will be hard to escape. This matter must be handled with caution. In my view, what Grandfather Hu San says is but a slander against the Ghost Dao.”
“The Ghost Dao fell into decline over a thousand years ago and has only recently reemerged. The five great immortals of the Northeast have a history of just over a hundred years and have no connection with the Ghost Dao. I believe Grandfather Hu San merely wants to use the Ghost Dao’s resurgence as a pretext to expand his power. The borderlands are sparsely populated; from what I know, they have long desired to break into the central regions.”
What the old mountain god said matched my own thoughts.
“I am not acting recklessly,” I said. “But the Moon God Temple must be visited. These so-called immortals have caused great harm; I must get to the bottom of this.”
“I have an idea,” he said.
“What is it?” I asked.
“For years, the Moon God Temple has been covetous but restrained, partly due to the check imposed by the Lingying Palace of Changbai Mountain. Now that the palace’s mistress has descended the mountain and not yet returned, the Moon God Temple dares to act recklessly. When the palace mistress returns, you two can go together to the temple. I believe Grandfather Hu San will have to give you an explanation.”
“When will the palace mistress return?” I asked. This matter could not be delayed; many borderland villages might lose people daily to these immortals.
“According to the calculations, she will return tomorrow,” the old mountain god said, glancing at me. “We will go to the Lingying Palace together tomorrow. Once the mistress returns, we will go to the Moon God Temple and seek the truth. How does that sound?”
“That sounds good,” I agreed.
Then, I asked what would be done with the three rat spirits, as they had killed many people and could not be spared.
The old mountain god said the red threads tied around their necks would drain their essence by morning, causing them to die.
The next morning, sure enough, the three rat spirits were dead.
The old mountain god then led me along the mountain path deeper into Changbai Mountain. He said the Lingying Palace was near the Heavenly Pool.
On the way, we saw a village shrouded in thick fog, looking eerie and forbidding.
The old mountain god frowned. “They dare to cast confusion spells and commit crimes in broad daylight. These beasts grow ever more reckless!”
We didn’t hesitate and immediately entered the village.
The fog enveloped the village, blocking out the sun, making the sky appear like dusk. A strong stench of blood and decay hung in the air.
From afar, I heard the agonized screams of several women from a house.
I hurried forward and saw two men guarding the door. Inside the courtyard lay four or five men’s corpses, all brutally slain—some with their heads severed, others cut in half—an utterly horrific scene.
When the two men saw me rush in, they tried to block my way, baring fangs at me. I clenched my fists and struck them, sending them flying and revealing their true forms.
Quickly, I kicked open the door.
Inside, several young women were tied up, their clothes disheveled.
The man who had been struggling with them turned with fury upon seeing me interrupt. “Who dares disturb my fun!”
“What kind of demon are you, daring to harm people in broad daylight?” I growled.
“Kid, mind your own business. Be wise and get lost, or don’t blame me for killing you too!” he sneered coldly, his eyes shimmering with a strange, seductive light. The guards I had just defeated were fox spirits. This man was likely one as well.
Fox spirits are lecherous—females lure men to drain their essence, males prey on women, coveting their beauty and souls. This one was out in broad daylight harming village women; I would not let him off.
Without hesitation, I shifted my stance and charged forward, landing a heavy punch on the fox spirit’s face.
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