Chapter 3: He Is a Strange Person

Lv Ling slapped the ground and flipped to her feet. Around her, the cold wind "whooshed," accompanied by shrill screams and crying.

The gray cold wind swirled faster and faster around her, actually turning into a "wind prison," trapping her inside.

"Brother, be careful!"

Lv Ling shouted anxiously, but using her sword to hack at the "wind prison" had little effect; she couldn't break free for a while.

Lv Fang looked up and glanced hurriedly, then lowered his head to continue writing furiously. Fast, fast, faster, just a little bit more and he would be finished...

The evil ghost floated above Lv Fang and smiled grimly, reaching out with its sharp claws.

At the critical moment, a golden light shot out from Lv Fang's sleeve; it was the light emitted by the "triangular yellow talisman."

As soon as the golden light touched the evil ghost's body, it "hissed," and the evil ghost let out a shrill scream, seemingly having suffered great damage.

Wary of the golden light, the evil ghost dared not approach Lv Fang.

With a ferocious and vicious ghost face, it turned its head and looked at Lv Ling with resentment.

In an instant, Lv Ling was swept into mid-air by the cold wind, and the evil ghost reached out with its sharp claws, about to harm her.

"Stop, stop, stop!"

Lv Fang shouted, and seeing the evil ghost looking over with hatred, he couldn't help but squeeze out a smile: "Aren't you here to kill me? I'll let you kill me, just let my sister go..."

Before he could finish speaking.

Lv Fang took the opportunity to throw the "triangular yellow talisman" in his hand, hitting the evil ghost right on the head.

The light "triangular yellow talisman" felt like a thousand or ten thousand catties, smashing the evil ghost so that it let out a shrill scream and fell heavily to the ground, its gray-fog-like body fading by quite a bit.

Lv Fang didn't have time to think too much and wrote even faster:

"Years later, Ning indeed passed the imperial examination. The woman bore a son. After taking a concubine, they each bore another son, and all of them had successful official careers."

With the final stroke, all the paper he had written on floated up, and the characters above seemed to come alive, gathering in one place.

Finally, they condensed into a person with a wild look in his eyes, about thirty years old, dressed in gray clothes and wide trousers, with a wooden hairpin in his high bun.

That wild man bowed: "Book Spirit Yan Chixia pays respects to my Lord."

The moment the Book Spirit condensed, the sound of chanting books rang out.

Space rippled and vibrated, and strands of pale cyan "talent energy" appeared, merging into Lv Fang's body.

Instantly, Lv Fang's spirit was lifted, and while his body was being improved by the infusion of talent energy, information about the Book Spirit Yan Chixia flooded into his mind.

Book Spirit Yan Chixia (Eighth Rank, First Stage).

Had studied at "Kunlun" for over a decade, cultivating orthodox profound gate techniques.

The Book Spirit would improve as the master's realm improved; currently available: Ten Thousand Swords Technique (controlling swords with Qi, sword styles can attack and defend, changing in ten thousand ways).

Fluorescent Moon Small Sword (has powerful lethality against demons, monsters, and ghosts).

Strange Gate Flying Armor (a profound gate treasure armor; after wearing it, one can move at a speed far exceeding that of ghosts and demons).

'I've condensed a Book Spirit!'

Lv Fang was ecstatic and just wanted to ask if the Book Spirit Yan Chixia could slay the evil ghost, when a low voice rang in his mind:

"My Lord, Yan Chixia will slay this evil ghost right now!"

"Ten Thousand Swords Technique, Sword Ten!" Yan Chixia pointed his finger, and the two-inch-long Fluorescent Moon Small Sword burst out from between his fingers.

The evil ghost saw that the situation was bad and was about to drift away.

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh...

The Fluorescent Moon Small Sword turned into ten brilliant sword lights, piercing through the evil ghost's gray-fog-like body, and accompanied by a scream, the evil ghost's soul scattered.

Yan Chixia withdrew the Fluorescent Moon Small Sword and bowed slightly: "My Lord, the evil ghost has been subdued."

Lv Fang clapped his hands excitedly and praised, "Well done!"

With the crisis resolved, Lv Fang only then discovered that his back was drenched in sweat; throwing the "triangular yellow talisman" at the evil ghost to save Lv Ling, he had been gambling!

Being able to be recognized by the Heavenly Dao of this world to write characters, there must definitely be a surprise after finishing "Liaozhai Zhiyi: Nie Xiaoqian."

In that situation, Lv Fang couldn't afford to consider too much.

Putting himself in her shoes, he just did it on a whim.

Fortunately, everything was as Lv Fang had expected; his "foolish" sister hadn't been harmed, and he had survived as well.

Lv Ling's breath was slightly disordered. The moment the evil ghost was eliminated, the cold wind around her also disappeared. She stepped forward and looked at Yan Chixia, suspicious and uncertain:

"Brother, is this the Book Spirit you condensed?"

In this world, reading the elegant scripts of the three teachings could allow one to gain extraordinary power.

However, those who could condense a Book Spirit were few and far between.

Seeing Lv Fang nod in confirmation, Lv Ling stretched out her small, fair hand and pinched her own cheek. Only after feeling the pain did she dare to believe that everything was real.

It was no wonder she was like this; her brother was truly too unreliable, and his literary talent was more than half a cut below her own.

Every day, he thought of ways to go to the pleasure houses to listen to music.

That such a person could condense a Book Spirit, she could only attribute it to the blessing of the Lv family ancestors.

Lv Fang proudly raised his eyebrows slightly. In the full text of "Liaozhai Zhiyi: Nie Xiaoqian," Yan Chixia's appearance was sparse; one only knew he was a strange person, and evil ghost things dared not approach him.

The original text had a dialogue:

Ning Caichen: "Why not be confused by Yan?"

Nie Xiaoqian: "He is a strange person; I dare not approach."

The Book Spirit Yan Chixia that Lv Fang condensed had abilities that were many levels higher, and when condensing the Book Spirit, he himself was infused with talent energy, which was beneficial to his body, spirit, and energy.

Originally, he had no strength to truss a chicken, and had let the evil ghost suck away a large amount of Yang energy, causing his body to be as withered as firewood.

After the infusion of talent energy, although his figure was still thin, he could clearly feel that his limbs were powerful.

The Confucian cultivation realm was from Ninth Rank to First Rank, from low to high.

Ninth Rank to Seventh Rank was the Scholar Realm, Sixth Rank to Fourth Rank was the Scholarly Adept Realm, Third Rank to First Rank was the Master Realm, and further up were Great Scholars, Semi-Sages, and Sages.

Each rank was also divided into three small realms.

Lv Fang could now write characters, so he counted as a "quasi" Ninth Rank, First Stage Scholar, while the Book Spirit Yan Chixia was Eighth Rank, First Stage, a full rank higher.

The Book Spirit's rank would improve as Lv Fang's realm improved; this was extremely terrifying.

Lv Ling inquired about the men in the room, and seeing that no one had suffered heavy injuries, she had Steward Chen take everyone down and distribute rewards to each person.

After the servants left, Lv Ling, with an excited mood, went to look at the paper Lv Fang had written on. Being able to condense a Book Spirit proved that this piece "Liaozhai Zhiyi: Nie Xiaoqian" was an elegant script.

The content was novel, strange, and slightly romantic, which actually fit her brother's temperament; it could be considered a lucky strike.

One had to know that those in history who wrote elegant scripts were all sages.

Lv Fang had survived a disaster and was in a great mood. Looking at the beautiful Lv Ling, he joked: "Sister, are you picked up or adopted by our parents from outside?"

Lv Ling scolded him, "Why does Brother say that?"

"Just asking casually." Lv Fang laughed dryly.

His own sister was so beautiful and virtuous.

If she were to be married off, wouldn't he be depressed to death? Logically speaking, she should have been picked up.

"Young Lady... ah~"

A maid came hurriedly, and not paying attention to her feet, she was tripped by the threshold and fell to the ground, bumping her head against Lv Fang's arm.

This maid was named Xiao Tao and was Lv Ling's personal maid.

For some reason, she had been unlucky since she was little.

Xiao Tao was also the only young maid in the manor. In order to let Lv Fang calm down and study, Lv Ling had dismissed the maids, leaving only the old nannies and strong women.

Because Xiao Tao had grown up with Lv Ling since she was little, she was kept.

His predecessor "clashed" with Xiao Tao; every time they met, he would inevitably be implicated by Xiao Tao's bad luck, leading him to avoid her like a tiger.

But he had also cheaply given Xiao Tao a nickname—Big Peach.

Fortunately, Lv Fang had been infused with talent energy, and his body was much sturdier, otherwise he would definitely have been knocked down.

Lv Ling stepped forward to help Xiao Tao up, glared at her, and said, "Woke up? Go tidy up my bedroom; Brother will sleep in my room today too."

"Yes, Young Lady, I'll go tidy up right now."

Xiao Tao came hurriedly and left hurriedly.

Lv Fang smiled cheekily, "Sister, I have something I want to discuss with you; I... I want a maid."

"Okay." Lv Ling agreed very crisply, saying, "Xiao Tao is pretty and quick-handed; how about she doubles as your maid?"

"Forget it then."

Lv Fang shook his head repeatedly.

Lv Ling's way of saying "doubles as" meant she was definitely being sent to monitor him; if that were the case, wouldn't he be unfree everywhere?

Just at this moment, Steward Chen, who hadn't left long ago, returned hurriedly, "Young Master, Young Lady, people from the county office are here."

Almost as soon as the words fell, several bailiffs in soap-colored clothes walked into the room one after another. The last to walk in was Private Secretary Lu, dressed as a scholar; this man was about forty years old and had a goat beard.

"Book Spirit!"

Private Secretary Lu exclaimed upon seeing Yan Chixia's existence.

The bailiffs also looked at each other; one had to know that in the entire history of the Great Zhou Dynasty, those who could condense a Book Spirit were few and far between.

Private Secretary Lu stared at Lv Fang and asked with a smile, "The steward of your Lv family reported to the authorities earlier, saying there was an evil ghost harming people in the manor?"

Lv Fang told the whole story of the evil ghost's attack and the condensing of the Book Spirit to eliminate the ghost, from beginning to end.

"Your name is Lv Fang?"

"Exactly."

"Congratulations to little friend Lv Fang for condensing a Book Spirit."

Private Secretary Lu bowed his hands: "County Magistrate Zhao has ordered that all people named Lv Fang be taken to the county office for protection; I must trouble you to come with us for a trip." ===== CHAPTER 4 =====