Spirit Hunters of Maoshan Sect Chapter 91 Paper Effigy

Chapter 91 Paper Effigy

Zhou Jingru walked closer to Ye Shaoyang and said, “My father has been having nightmares lately. He is so scared; he can’t even sleep. To make things worse, he has a fever, and his mind is always wandering. We tried to get him checked at the hospital, but they could not find anything. I suspected paranormal activity, but he would not believe in such a thing until yesterday night.”

“Let me tell him the story myself,” Zhou Ming interrupted her in a weak voice, “I was trying to get some sleep yesterday night. As usual, I had a nightmare, and I woke up in the middle of it. I opened my eyes and saw a figure covered in white. It was sitting on the floor like a dog. It had no features on its face, and no hair either. But I could feel it staring at me. It made me feel so horrified, and my whole body turned cold.”

Fear was evident in Zhou Ming’s eyes, as he continued his story, “Then, I found myself frozen. I could not even move a muscle. When I finally managed to move, I wanted to switch on the lights, but I was afraid it would attack me. We stayed in the same position for a very long time. Then, a nurse came in for her routine check. When she switched on the lights, the figure suddenly disappeared into thin air.” He finished his story and stared at Ye Shaoyang, “Mr. Ye, am I really in some sort of paranormal trouble here? Please help me. I’ll surely repay you.”

This account informed Ye Shaoyang of the situation. Zhou Ming was a rich man who could afford to pay Ye Shaoyang a fortune. Just as Ye Shaoyang wanted to seal the deal, Zhou Jingru innocently interrupted, “Daddy, what are you talking about? Brother Shaoyang is my friend; he is definitely not here for money.”

Zhou Ming slapped the back of his own head, “What a fool I am. I’ve been a businessman for too long. My apologies, Mr. Ye. You are a powerful sorcerer, and my daughter’s close friend. I should not disrespect you with money. Please just help me, Mr. Ye.”

“No problem, no problem.” Ye Shaoyang’s heart sank in helplessness. The money that was supposed to enter his pocket had flown away before he could do anything. Nevertheless, he still wanted to help them. He slowly walked along the wall in the room with his hands behind his back. Suddenly, he stopped and looked up at the wall surface, as he seemed to search for something.

Although It looked like an empty wall that lacked peculiarities, Ye Shaoyang seemed to have discovered something. He sneered and his hands instinctively reached for his belt. He frowned when he remembered that he had left his belt and pouch at home. He looked around and saw a coffee table with a stack of Xuan papers on it. A small rack with two Chinese writing brushes on it stood beside the stack of Xuan papers. A sheet of Xuan paper with freshly written calligraphy on it laid at the top of the stack.
[Xuan paper, Shuen paper, or rice paper, is a kind of paper originating in ancient China used for writing and painting.]

Ye Shaoyang’s eyes brightened up with an idea. He walked over to the coffee table to have a closer look at the writings, “Mr. Zhou, did you write this?”

“Yes. When I was admitted to the hospital, I was actually feeling better than I am now. I got bored, so I decided to write a few writings. I’m kind of into this type of thing.” Zhou Ming smiled bitterly, “And please, just call me Uncle Zhou.”

“Sure. Your writings are quite good, Uncle Zhou.” Ye Shaoyang said, “Uncle Zhou, since you like writing, I’m sure you have seen many kinds of paper before. But there is one type of paper you have never seen yet.”

Zhou Ming felt a little confused. He did not know why Ye Shaoyang had suddenly brought up this topic, but he answered, “What kind of paper is it?”

“Living paper.”

As he spoke these words, Ye Shaoyang proceeded to take up a cup of tea. Then, he poured some of the contents into the inkstone. He ground the inkstick for some ink and dipped a writing brush the mix. He walked over to the part of the wall he had previously stopped at. He quickly wrote on the wall a character ‘Chi’ and drew a circle around it. He threw away the writing brush and formed a hand seal. Next, he slapped the character with his palm.

When Ye Shaoyang’s palm reached the wall, a white dot abruptly appeared. It was the white figure of a little man. It struggled in the circle of ink, unable to escape.

“Stop struggling.” Ye Shaoyang chanted a soul seizing chant. Then, he lifted up his hand to pull the figure out of the wall. It expanded in size and became as large as a grown man. Then, it suddenly rolled up its four limbs together like a ball and knocked at Ye Shaoyang.

“It’s useless to fight against me.” Ye Shaoyang lifted up his right hand and slapped the figure. He curled up his fingers and grabbed the figure’s neck and lifted it into the air. The figure fruitlessly struggled and wiggled its limbs in the air, as it tried to escape.

This scene terrified both Zhou Ming and Zhou Jingru. Zhou Ming backed away in fear and yelled, “That’s the figure I was talking about! I saw it yesterday night!”

With his hand still grasping the figure, Ye Shaoyang said, “Don’t worry. It can’t hurt you now. Why don’t you come and see what it’s made of?”

Zhou Ming’s heart grew calmer after he heard these words. He took a closer look at the figure. It stood quite tall, but it had no any features—no hair, no hands, and no legs. It had a completely white body. Its limbs were rather stiff, and it writhed in the air like an octopus. It was a scarily weird creature.

Had Zhou Ming not come across this creature the night before, he would have definitely thought that this creature was nothing but a magician’s trick.

“Oh God! It’s a paper effigy!” Zhou Jingru screamed out.

Ye Shaoyang nodded, “This is a paper effigy made of talisman paper soaked in corpse oil. It was given some level of consciousness. It can turn invisible and morph in shape. Mr. Zhou, this is the cause of all your recent misery.”

“Is it dangerous? What should we do to get rid of it?” Zhou Ming’s face paled. Ye Shaoyang’s words had shaken him.

“If it continued to stay here without being discovered, your life would have been in danger. Luckily, we found it in time.” With his right hand still on the paperman, Ye Shaoyang’s left hand instinctively reached for his belt again. He smiled bitterly to himself when he remembered again that his belt was not with him. He took a sheet of Xuan paper from the coffee table and added his blood to the ink. Then, he dipped the writing brushed into the mixture. He drew a Hellfire rune on the Xuan paper and stuck it onto the paper effigy. Although Xuan paper was not as powerful as talisman paper, it was sufficient for Ye Shaoyang to get rid of such a low level creature. Ye Shaoyang closed his eyes and chanted. A flash of blue flames burned the paperman. Within half a minute, the fire had incinerated the paperman into ashes. A flash of silver light rose from the spot and flew out of the window.

“Is it over now?” Zhou Ming asked, still stunned.

Ye Shaoyang did not respond. He closed his eyes and counted with his right fingers pressed against each other. The Zhou parent-child duo watched him intensely, as they did not dare to interrupt. After a little more than a minute, Ye Shaoyang suddenly opened his eyes and inhaled deeply, “Fifty-eight miles away, south-east of here. That is the location of the culprit.”

Zhou Ming felt stunned. He thought for a while and asked, “The culprit, are they a sorcerer too?”

“This is just a lousy trick. Any sorcerer can perform this if they know your Bazi.” Ye Shaoyang continued, “I can only trace the person up to this location. You have to find out the rest yourself.”

“That sounds impossible.” Zhou Ming thought hard, but he could not come up with a solution.

“Daddy, I have an idea!” Zhou Jingru switched on the computer in the room and clicked the satellite mapping program. She set the hospital building as their starting point. Then, she opened the distance measuring program within the software and moved her cursor in the south-east direction.

Zhou Ming immediately understood his daughter’s idea. He moved himself closer to the computer, and his eyes followed the cursor. He pointed at a spot on the map, “Yao Yuan Corporation, this must be it!”

He formed a fist with his right hand and punched the bed in fury. He said in an angry voice, “Someone named Wang Cheng owns this company. We competed in a few biddings before, and I won every time. I knew he hated me for this, but it’s despicable for him to seek revenge in such a crooked way!”

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