Chapter 618: The Skin-Peeling Ghost

Just as the two were talking enthusiastically, a burst of noisy sounds suddenly rang out.

Chen Jiajun turned his head to look and discovered that it was actually a few young men and women.

These brats were at most ten or twenty years old, each one youthful and pretty, carrying large and small bags of camping equipment, laughing and playing as they came along the way.

After boarding the boat, they each started chatting noisily, and the few boys kept intentionally or unintentionally crowding toward the girls.

"The vacation spot I chose isn't bad, right?" a young boy said smugly. "Look at how few people are going to the island?"

Hearing the words of these young people, Chen Jiajun was speechless for a moment.

They really were bold because of their high skill; this world was not the world Chen Jiajun was in.

After talking with the old boatman, he learned that some strange things happened every year, and people would go missing.

Even so, there were still some suicidal young people who liked to run to this kind of wilderness to play; truly, the ignorant are fearless.

Finally, noon arrived, and the last guest also boarded the boat.

Unlike the trendy young people from before, this guest seemed to be getting on in years.

He was wearing a long robe, and in his hand, he was using yellow cloth to wrap something, which he seemed to cherish very much.

The rest were just some medicinal herbs and such; there didn't seem to be anything special.

After the old man boarded the boat, he didn't speak either, just found a random place and sat down.

Chen Jiajun had been sizing up the old man, but he couldn't be sure if the person in front of him was Master Lin.

After all, this old man's footsteps were unsteady, and his whole body revealed a sense of twilight; he seemed to not have long to live.

Just as Chen Jiajun was observing this old man, the few suicidal young people wanted to attract the attention of the girls.

"Since we're so happy today, how about I sing a song for the three beauties?"

The boy wearing a hoodie said with a grin to the three girls.

But he was told by another boy in the group: "Damn it, be careful you don't sing the boat into sinking! It would be better to perform a divine art for you to see!"

"Hey, can you actually do it!" The girls immediately became interested.

"Who says I can't! I just haven't tried it on a boat before!" the boy said with a smug face: "Let me perform a Divine Strike Spirit Medium for you to see!"

"Spirit Medium? You're just bragging, right!" The girls clearly didn't believe him.

The boy immediately said: "Don't believe me? Two junior brothers, take your positions!"

Afterwards, he said to the other two boys with a mischievous grin: "Let's pay respects to the grandmaster first!"

As they said this, the three of them knelt down, but in reality, they just wanted to peek at the girls' skirts.

Then the three of them were all smacked by the girls.

Seeing this scene, the old man, who had been full of vigilance, let out a sigh of relief, his expression somewhat speechless.

But very quickly, the few boys put their hands together and raised them above their heads, and the boy who had spoken first stomped his right foot hard against the ground and shouted loudly: "I invite all the gods to obey my command, I invite the grandmaster to display great divine power!"

As he said this, the boy slapped his hands toward the two brats standing in front of him, and then the two brats couldn't help but follow along and stomp their right feet on the ground.

This left the old man steering the boat speechless: "You little bastards, don't stomp my boat to pieces! Damn it!"

As strange expressions appeared on the faces of the few boys, the old man in the long robe's expression gradually became serious: "It really is a Spirit Medium?"

Seeing the strange appearance of these few boys, the girls became a bit worried: "If they play like this, will something happen!"

Just as the girls were talking, the two boys stomping their feet suddenly had their gazes change, as if they had become different people, and they started brawling with the other boy.

Chen Jiajun watched the two people's movements with some curiosity and discovered that both were much more formidable than before, and they didn't seem to fear pain.

Under their mutual attacks, both of their punches and kicks were very sharp, as if they had been tempered a thousand times.

Chen Jiajun immediately became curious; this world was already very strange, and now that these few boys were inviting a Spirit Medium, could it be that they succeeded?

After the two fought for a while, one of the brats named Xiaoyao climbed to the top of the boat first, while the other brat named Adong ran to the side of the old man in the long robe.

The old man kicked Adong away, then climbed to the top of the boat and discovered the brat on top emitting a sharp cry: "I want to beat up the Donghai Long King!"

As he said this, this guy prepared to leap off the boat.

The old man in the long robe was already suffering from a serious illness; how could he catch this little rascal who was more agile than a monkey? An anxious expression immediately appeared on his face.

Seeing this, Chen Jiajun flashed over, rushed to the top of the boat, and directly grabbed Adong, who was preparing to jump into the sea, dragging him back.

But Chen Jiajun discovered that with his strength, he was actually having trouble suppressing this kid, who was still struggling continuously in his hands.

The old man hurriedly stepped forward: "Hand him to me, you go help the other kid."

Chen Jiajun nodded, threw Adong to the old man, and then rushed toward Xiaoyao.

At this time, the boat cabin was in a mess; the three girls plus the boy named Twelve who knew Divine Strike couldn't suppress Xiaoyao at all.

They were all anxious, and the noise made people's ears ache.

"Shut up, all of you!" Chen Jiajun roared, kicked Xiaoyao to the ground, and then used Grappling Hand techniques to control Xiaoyao's joints.

These boys possessed by Spirit Mediums were indeed very strange; if a normal person had their joints controlled by Chen Jiajun, let alone wanting to struggle, they should have been dying of pain.

But this brat named Xiaoyao was not only still struggling hard, he even used a strange posture to counterattack Chen Jiajun.

"Damn, this brat is really hard to deal with!" Chen Jiajun was a bit annoyed and was just about to use a heavy hand when...

The seriously ill old man walked over, lightly tapped a few acupoints on Xiaoyao's crown and philtrum, and muttered: "I invite the grandmaster to return to the palace!"

As Xiaoyao's whole body trembled, this guy finally passed out.

This also made Chen Jiajun let out a sigh of relief; this kind of Divine Strike art could actually allow an ordinary young person to fight against someone with several times his physical quality—this was not something that could be achieved by ordinary means.

In this world, there were quite a few mysterious methods.

Seeing that the two had been subdued, the old man clutched his chest and coughed, seeming very uncomfortable.

Chen Jiajun helped the old man sit down and then said with a smile: "You must be the Demon-Hunting Detective, Master Lin, right?"

Actually, seeing Lin Fengqiao make a move, Chen Jiajun knew it was him.

Otherwise, he would definitely not have made a move to help these few suicidal young people playing with Spirit Mediums.

"I wouldn't dare call myself a master, but young man, you are..." Lin Fengqiao looked at Chen Jiajun with some surprise.

The baleful aura all over Chen Jiajun made Lin Fengqiao frown deeply as he watched.

People like this were usually gang bosses in the underworld, or killers with blood-stained hands.

Lin Fengqiao was not willing to deal with such a person.

Chen Jiajun smiled and said, "An old acquaintance introduced me, saying that Master Lin could solve the problem I have."

"You... don't seem to have any problems, and who exactly introduced you to find me?" Lin Fengqiao asked curiously.

Seeing the crowd of people around, Chen Jiajun did not answer the question, but smiled and said, "I'll tell you later!"

Seeing these unreliable young people before him, Lin Fengqiao nodded.

Afterwards, the Spirit Medium Twelve and a few girls walked over and asked, "Old man, are you okay? And this Big Brother, thank you both."

The girlfriend blamed Twelve, "It's all your fault, playing around with being a Spirit Medium!"

Lin Fengqiao waved his hand and said, "It's fine, young ones, don't play around with Divine Strike as a joke! It's very dangerous!" Twelve said embarrassedly, "It's all my fault!"

Seeing that the young people were not bad at heart, Lin Fengqiao took a Talisman from his bosom and handed it to Twelve's girlfriend: "In this wilderness, there are many dirty things; take this talisman to protect yourself."

The young people immediately thanked him and hung the Talisman up.

The boat soon reached the shore, and the young people thanked Chen Jiajun and Lin Fengqiao again, then bid them farewell and went to find a place to camp.

Chen Jiajun followed Lin Fengqiao all the way to his ancestral house.

The ancestral house had long since fallen into disrepair, and there were many "Demolish" characters posted on the door.

Moreover, as no one had lived there for too long, some small branches had grown into the room through the cracks.

After pushing open the door, a musty smell wafted from inside.

The tables and countertops were also covered in a thick layer of dust.

"Young man, give me a hand!" Lin Fengqiao did not stand on ceremony with Chen Jiajun and began to tidy up the house directly.

Chen Jiajun had no choice but to step forward to help.

The two of them were much faster than one person, and they soon cleared the room out.

After Lin Fengqiao straightened the ancestral tablets, he hung a portrait of a Daoist priest above them.

Once finished, Lin Fengqiao brewed a pot of tea and let Chen Jiajun sit down before asking, "Now can you tell me who sent you over?"

Chen Jiajun thought for a moment, then told Lin Fengqiao about the non-existent "Kowloon Walled City" and placed a business card on the table.

When Lin Fengqiao saw the business card, his expression changed drastically.

He looked at Chen Jiajun in surprise and said, "You came from... that place? Did you encounter anything else?"

Chen Jiajun shook his head and said, "No, after the old woman sent me out, that Kowloon Walled City disappeared!"

Lin Fengqiao was silent for a long time, then said to Chen Jiajun, "What matter are you looking for me to solve regarding yourself?"

Chen Jiajun smiled and said, "Can't Master Lin tell? That old woman saw it at a glance!"

Only then did Lin Fengqiao carefully size up Chen Jiajun, and the more he looked, the more amazed he became: "Eh, you seem to be..."

As he spoke, he immediately pinched a magic formula, calculated for a moment, and said in surprise, "You are not from this world?"

Chen Jiajun nodded, "That's right, I was just on my way to buy a roast goose for my wife when I was pulled into this world; I'm also very puzzled!"

"This is truly a bizarre affair." Lin Fengqiao looked surprised: "What time period are you from?"

"The Gui-Si year," Chen Jiajun said to Lin Fengqiao after converting the sexagenary cycle.

Lin Fengqiao calculated again, and his expression gradually became solemn.

After a moment, Lin Fengqiao said silently to Chen Jiajun, "Young man, I can indeed help you go back, but..."

"But what?" Chen Jiajun immediately felt that something was wrong.

Lin Fengqiao sighed helplessly and said, "It's just that I am now suffering from a serious illness and have reached the end of my rope; even if I could set up an altar to perform rituals, my body can no longer support it!"

"Ah?" Chen Jiajun was dumbfounded after hearing this: "Then what should I do?"

Lin Fengqiao thought for a while and said, "Although I cannot help you, my junior brother can!"

"Your junior brother, he doesn't have any serious illnesses, right?" Chen Jiajun quickly confirmed.

Lin Fengqiao shook his head, "My junior brother doesn't have any ailments, but his personality might be a bit eccentric!"

The three men and three women who had come to Jishan with Chen Jiajun and Lin Fengqiao in the morning were camping.

The young men and women were at the age when hormones were surging.

And since they were like a turtle looking at a green bean—a perfect match—they were playing very openly.

By nightfall, the boys' mischievous ideas started popping up one by one.

After the three of them discussed for a while, they prepared to tell ghost stories to scare the three girls.

Twelve coughed twice and said in a low voice, "In the past, this beach was a mass grave! Those damned Japan devils used iron wire to string everyone together, letting them struggle to their deaths!"

"The whole beach was covered in corpses, one after another, it was terrifying! One day, more than a decade later, a man and a woman were camping on the beach, right in this spot."

"When the two were sleeping at three or four in the morning, they suddenly heard the voices of many people outside the tent. They pulled open the tent to look, and the entire beach was full of people standing there!"

"The people outside were wearing Qing Dynasty clothes, carrying lanterns and walking back and forth! Then the couple was very scared, screaming for help and running desperately toward the Pier!"

"They saw two water police officers from afar and immediately screamed for help. But when they got to the Pier, there wasn't even a ghost in sight. Then, they saw a woman in white with disheveled hair... right here!"

As he spoke, following the direction Twelve pointed, Xiaoyao held a flashlight to his own face, scaring the girls into diving straight into the arms of the two rascals.

After they reacted, the three girls grabbed whatever was at hand and chased after the little rascal Xiaoyao.

At this time, in the luxury mansion at the resort.

Master Chen Guo's ritual was finally completed, and Liu Youguang's girlfriend Ye Yuzhi had also recovered her youthful beauty.

This finally lifted the heavy stone from Liu Youguang's heart.

At this moment, a yacht sailed over, and sitting on it was none other than the high-ranking government official Weng Sir.

Liu Youguang immediately entertained Weng Sir enthusiastically and pushed his girlfriend toward the other man.

Furthermore, he tactfully made an excuse about having a long-distance call to make, clearing the space for the two of them.

As for what happened next, it naturally goes without saying.

Ye Yuzhi was originally promoted by Liu Youguang; she had no right to refuse at all and could only let herself be manipulated by the two pieces of human scum.

Meanwhile, several young guys could not help but start rolling in the sheets together.

It was just that the guy Shi'er practiced Divine Strike and was still a virgin, so he was currently flirting with his girlfriend.

The two of them were playing around while walking to the seaside when suddenly Shi'er seemed to step on something, and his whole body froze in place.

His girlfriend was startled and pushed Shi'er a few times, but there was no reaction.

Instead, a strange expression appeared on Shi'er's face, and he began to dance about wildly.

This appearance was very much like the Spirit Medium being possessed on the boat earlier.

This frightened his girlfriend, who hurried off to find the others.

At this moment, Shi'er seemed to sense something; he slapped the ground with his palm, knocking a snake-headed scepter up from beneath the earth.

This thing was the array eye used by the Descending Head practitioner Chen Guo to suppress the female corpse! Generally speaking, an ordinary person without magic power would find it very difficult to destroy his array even if they saw that there was something here.

But it just so happened that this guy Shi'er practiced Divine Strike and possessed a certain amount of magic power himself.

This not only allowed Shi'er to successfully invite a "god" to possess him, but also destroyed the Descending Head practitioner's magic array.

This caused the soul of the female corpse, which should have been suppressed, to escape. (End of this chapter)