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Chapter 199: The Boundary Keeper
Chapter 199: The Boundary Keeper
"Wherever there's trouble, the ghost Walkers will go there..."
Listening to the simple and honest words of the old man leading the ox, Hu Ma felt a momentary waver in his heart.
Grandmother has been back at the ancestral hall for over a year. He has adapted to the life of the Blood Food Gang, where they cut and take blood and flesh to sustain their lives. Over time, he even forgot about people like Grandmother, who walk between the villages and Villages, helping to exorcise evil spirits.
In the Blood Food Gang, Ghost Walkers are rare. Even if there are a couple, their aura is completely different from Grandmother's.
They have become people who help the Blood Food Gang earn money and settle disputes, losing the vitality of the Villagers.
"Hu Ma brother..."
A small, cold hand grabbed Hu Ma's hand. Little RedApricot also rushed back. Hu Ma asked in a low voice, "LittleRed Apricot, did you notify these Ghost Walkers?"
LittleRed Apricot hesitated and shook her head, "No, I ran for a while, just to tell Grandfather Shan Jun, and came back!"
"Not Little RedApricot?"
Hu Ma was slightly taken aback. These Ghost Walkers said they were notified by little servant Ghosts and came because they heard about the trouble. He thought it was LittleRedApricot...
But if it wasn't LittleRedApricot, who was it?
In the confusion, he saw the Ghost Walkers greeting each other with smiles, and his heart suddenly felt a sense of clarity.
Perhaps the question was no longer important.
Perhaps it was just that a passing Ghost Walker noticed the trouble and sent a little ServantGhost to notify others, just like how in the Village, if someone has trouble, they send a message back to the Village.
One Ghost Walker gets the message, sends another littleServantGhost, and another person gets the message.
Back and forth, all the Ghost Walkers within a hundred miles received the message, packed their things, and came here.
But...
Hu Ma felt a bit puzzled and said in a low voice, "LittleRed Apricot, I don't understand, why did they come?"
"Are they not worried that the trouble here is too severe, and it might bring them disaster?"
"..."
"Ghost Walkers don't think like that."
Little Red Apricot looked at the figures gathering from the mountain paths, her two red-ribboned pigtails bobbing, and said clearly, "Grandmother said, Ghost Walkers are people who live along the boundary."
"Where the boundary is disturbed, they go there!"
"..."
"Boundary?"
Hu Ma thought, "Is it the boundary at dusk, dividing the world into two parts?"
Suddenly, he understood, a hard-to Express emotion surging in his heart.
At dusk, the world is divided into Yin and Yang.
In this world, there are many evil spirits, especially at night when they become active, and living people dare not step out of their homes.
But despite the chaos caused by theseevil Spirits, people must still live. They can work and farm during the day, and sustain their lives by cutting the Ta Sui. This keeps the world a place for the living.
This boundary is the life of the living.
But there are some powerful Evil Spirits and some high and Mighty people who can disrupt this boundary. They can make the clouds obscure the Sun, or just have their evil spirits blow a gust to disrupt the boundary.
This makes the day not day, the night not night, and the day full of evil spirits, making this world no longer a place for the living, and making it impossible for those who strive to live.
But no matter how much they don't care, there are always people who do.
These Ghost Walkers don't know what's happening here, or who's behind it all.
But they see the chaos and come.
The Reason is so simple, it's hard for a Reincarnated One to believe. Are there no intelligent people among them who realize this sudden chaos is not normal, and that it's likely something beyond their power is causing it?
They just don't think about it. They come because there's trouble.
Because in a troubled world, where life is hard, they come to Help.
Hu Ma couldn't describe the emotions surging in his heart. All the fatigue and dizziness accumulated over the days, the anger and frustration, were suddenly struck away by some unseen force.
He had trusted Grandmother but didn't fully understand. He was always cautious and distant from the world.
For those who don't care about the lives of the Villagers, he felt anger, but deep down, he sometimes felt that those people were doing nothing wrong.
A Reincarnated One comes from an age of information explosion, what hasn't he seen?
But at this moment, he suddenly saw something at the very bottom of this world, something so simple and ancient that it struck his heart...
"No matter how troubled the world is, there are always people doing something..."
Understanding this, the fatigue on Hu Ma's face seemed to dissipate. He said in a low voice, "The boundary isn't there by nature..."
"Let's go, Little Red Apricot, we should go help too."
Little Red Apricot looked at Hu Ma, her eyes curved into a smile, and she nodded vigorously.
Together, they followed the Ghost Walkers gathering from all directions and walked towards the hillside.
When they arrived at the hillside, they found that there were already seven or eight people who had arrived early.
These people were ghost walkers from various places, each dressed and adorned differently. If there was one thing they had in common, it was that they all looked relatively poor, as they usually wandered around the outskirts of villages and settlements, with little to no income.
Second Pot Elder Brother once said that ghost walkers were a path that burned money, but these people did not seem to have the means to burn money.
These people now surrounded a grave on the hillside from a distance.
The grave, which looked like a small mound of earth, had partially collapsed, and the decayed coffin inside could be faintly seen.
The strange thing was that black smoke occasionally wafted out of the grave.
With the naked eye, it was not clear, but with peripheral vision, one could see the smoke rising continuously without a moment's pause.
Hu Ma did not know why they had all found their way here without prior arrangement. In recent days, various villages had been plagued by evil spirits, and he had been running around trying to save people, his head spinning from the effort.
Strange occurrences like this grave emitting black smoke were already too numerous to count.
But these ghost walkers must have had a reason for coming here the moment they arrived.
In the crowd, an old man holding a smoking pipe whispered to the person beside him, "Where there is evil spirit activity, there is usually a root cause. I suspect this grave is the source of the evil qi."
"It is."
A middle-aged woman with a flower on her head spoke loudly, "The evil qi from this grave has disrupted the surrounding area, and it has also drawn evil spirits from other places. If we don’t seal this place first, the people around here will never be at peace."
The other ghost walkers in the crowd nodded in agreement, acknowledging her words.
Someone suggested, "Let's seal the root of the evil first, then disperse and eliminate the evil spirits. Shall we begin now?"
"Who has a technique, let's see it in action."
"..."
"Let's get to work..."
The crowd surged forward, shouting loudly.
Hu Ma watched them from the back of the crowd, noticing that these ghost walkers had varying levels of skill. Some were highly skilled, holding various magical tools like locks and bells.
Others looked like they had no Daoist Power, possibly just village shamans or witch doctors familiar with exorcising evil spirits, similar to Old Sheepskin from Python Village in the Old Yin Mountain.
However, they were not afraid, did not compete, and did not hide their skills, but rather smiled and offered to help.
Someone asked, "The evil qi has leaked, affecting the earth, water, and qi veins of the surrounding area. What kind of grave is this?"
Another person replied, "We can't wait, let’s seal it first for safety."
"Then I'll seal the earth vein first!"
Hearing this, someone in the crowd took out a bone staff and drew a seal around the grave, then poured some ashes from a shoulder bag, forming a circle, and lit it with fire.
The crowd covered their noses, "Feces?"
The ghost walker who was sealing the earth vein glared, "It's mixed with Black Ta Sui, kept in a pig pen for three years!"
"Still feces?"
The crowd sighed, then shouted, "Who has a unique technique to seal the qi vein?"
Hearing this, a middle-aged woman spoke up, "I have a rope, I can help tie it."
She took out a red thread from her pouch and, with the help of others, began to set up a frame around the grave, securing the red thread to it.
After several rounds, the layers of red thread encircled the grave, even the smell of feces faded.
"I’ll seal the water vein."
An old man stepped forward from the crowd, holding several rusty nails that were polished at the bottom. He boasted to the crowd, "Look at what's embedded in these nails?"
"Yin Bone Jade!"
"These were made by my grandfather when he burned a Drought Demon to Daoist Power. They are most effective against water. I’ll Nail them at the four directions and see how it can Cause any more trouble."
This grave was likely formed by the breath of the Yellow Immortals.
Hu Ma had been busy for several days and had no idea about this grave. He didn't know that this breath could land in a specific place, forming a root of disaster. Even if he knew, he probably wouldn't have the means to seal it.
These people had varying levels of Daoist Power, but they were all highly experienced. They quickly sealed the grave with their techniques and incantations.
Seeing them burn seals and chant incantations over the grave, Hu Ma, with his warm heart, wanted to step forward and help.
"You are the young manager from the Blood Food Gang, right?"
But the people inside found him a hindrance, pushing him out. Many of them looked him over and laughed, "Haven't slept in days, have you?"
"Take a rest first!"
"Previously, people from the Blood Food Gang were here, and we didn't want to come. Now, it seems not all of them are just money-hungry and food-seeking scoundrels..."
(End of Chapter)
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