IMMFBCG Chapter 41

Chapter 41: Legally Raising Ghosts

At that moment, the atmosphere in the room turned a bit strange. Seeing the look on Ye Xue’s face, the others grew even more curious.

One of the monks asked, “Old Fang, do you know this young lady?”

Hearing this, Yu Qi also glanced over at them.

Fang Xuelin chuckled, dodging a direct answer and instead asking Ye Xue, “Ye Yangyun is your master, isn’t he?”

Ye Xue nodded and asked back, “Fang Daozhang, do you know my master?”

Fang Xuelin simply smiled. “We crossed paths once, but what truly confirmed you as a fellow Daoist was that sword you carry.”

The sword…

Recalling the earlier misunderstanding, Ye Xue’s expression turned amused. “Are you saying you recognized my sword from the start?”

Fang Xuelin waved his hand. “Not quite—I only realized when I got back. There was something familiar about that jade sword you were holding.”

After all, Fang Xuelin wasn’t a disciple of the Zhang Celestial Sect and hadn’t seen the malevolent Yin-slaying sword in person, so he only found Ye Xue’s sword somewhat unusual at the time. But upon reflection, realizing she’d come from the science building, he quickly pieced together her purpose.

When Ye Xue later returned after ghost hunts, still carrying lingering Yin energy, Fang Xuelin simply went along with her story, covering for her on the spot.

After hearing Fang Xuelin’s explanation, Ye Xue couldn’t help but comment, “Your acting skills are impressive, Fang Daozhang.”

His acting skills were indeed better than hers—after all, she had moments when she struggled to keep a straight face.

Truly, those from grand Daoist temples are something else.

Hearing this, Fang Xuelin didn’t know whether to take it as praise or a jab and coughed awkwardly.

Faced with the group’s curious gazes, he finally explained, “Ye Xue is a student at Haicheng University.”

One monk understood, “The school where the Feng Shui anomaly was reported?”

Fang Xuelin sighed. “Yes, that one.”

When they mentioned Room 404, Ye Xue asked with concern, “I noticed the science building had strange Feng Shui when I first arrived at school. Is there a story behind it?”

Fang Xuelin then recounted the details.

Before Haicheng University built the science building, they consulted monks from the Taihe Temple on the Feng Shui. They carefully chose an auspicious date for the groundbreaking, ensuring everything was perfect.

In theory, nothing should have gone wrong.

But on the day the building was completed, a mishap occurred. A young woman in red tragically fell to her death, casting a heavy Yin energy over the place.

Fang Xuelin sighed. “Later, we learned that a worker accidentally nudged the precise position marked by the Luban ruler before the construction began. This one-inch deviation altered the entire Feng Shui arrangement of the building. ‘A tiny error can lead to great misfortune.’”

Afterward, the university invited Taihe Temple monks back to assess the site.

Fang Xuelin discovered that the place was permeated with Yin energy. To restore Room 404, they would need to wait for the Yin energy to dissipate entirely before cleansing the area and rebuilding.

However, the spirit of the young woman in red, with her unresolved resentment, refused to move on, so they could only wait for her anger to fade.

Fang Xuelin took a job as a campus security guard at Haicheng University, watching over the science building to ensure the students’ safety.

On the day Ye Xue visited the science building, Fang Xuelin sensed something was off and intended to investigate—only to run into Ye Xue and her friends on their way back.

Thus, the two “actors” began an unspoken performance.

Several times, Fang Xuelin had thought about revealing his identity to Ye Xue, but each time was either inconvenient, with other people around, or too late in the day. Eventually, he abandoned the idea, choosing instead to quietly cover for her.

Ye Xue laughed after hearing all this. “That explains why, when I told you my cosplay excuse the other night, you believed me.”

“Cos… cosplay?” An older monk from Taihe Temple was baffled.

Fang Xuelin wasn’t inclined to explain the details and simply said, “Just some young folks’ business, nothing for us to worry about.”

…

After a short visit, the monks from Taihe Temple took their leave.

Before leaving, Fang Xuelin said to Ye Xue, “The ghost who came looking for you recently—you knew him, didn’t you?”

Ye Xue blinked. “What ghost?”

Fang Xuelin discreetly hinted, “The one whose face was crushed by a car.”

Realizing he meant the accident ghost, Ye Xue asked, “You saw him that night?”

Fang Xuelin chuckled. “I was in the security office right there. Hard to miss such a big head.”

Ye Xue tried to defend herself. “Just to clarify, I’m not illegally harboring ghosts!”

Fang Xuelin laughed, amused by her sudden defensiveness. “No need to worry. If I were truly concerned, I wouldn’t have waited until today to mention it.”

Ye Xue looked confused. “Then… what do you mean?”

Fang Xuelin suggested, “You could submit a request to the Dao Association for a legal quota to raise ghosts at your temple.”

Her sect had already discussed it, but the process was tedious, and by the time the approval came through, Chen Su would likely have already moved on. So they hadn’t pursued it further.

Ye Xue sighed. “I heard the process is pretty complicated.”

Just then, Wang Shushu came in with a tray of snacks and, hearing their conversation, said cheerfully, “Miss Ye, no need to worry. Since Fang Daozhang is with the Dao Association, I’m sure he can help get it approved.”

Ye Xue’s eyes lit up. “Really?”

Fang Xuelin nodded. “Given your temple’s contributions, the association could make an exception.”

Ye Xue understood what it meant to “know the right people.” “Alright, I’ll let my senior brother know, though…”

Fang Xuelin assumed she was concerned and reassured her, “Don’t worry; it’s approved by the Dao Association. I would’ve told you sooner if I’d had the chance.”

“No, that’s not it,” Ye Xue said innocently. “It’s just… our temple doesn’t have only one ghost. There’s one more. Would two be okay?”

Chen Su has been working at the temple for so long; she can’t just be forgotten.

“…Alright then,” Fang Xuelin said, looking slightly displeased.

The young man is quite energetic and manages to take care of two at once.

As Ye Xue watched the Daoist from Taihe Temple leave, she couldn’t help but feel happy when she thought about what had happened that day.

From now on, Xuanzhen Temple will have a proper ghost!

When Ye Xue returned, her mood was noticeably elevated.

Yu Qi noticed the smile in the corners of her eyes and asked, “What’s going on?”

Ye Xue shared with him what Fang Xuelin had said.

Yu Qi, who had seen the two ghosts at Xuanzhen Temple, felt happy for Ye Xue and replied, “That’s great!”

Ye Xue seemed to remember something, touching her talisman as she said, “It feels more like a lucky charm, bringing me good news.”

Yu Qi paused for a moment, then looked down and smiled softly, saying, “If it brings you good luck, that’s all that matters.”

He was willing to give all his good fortune to Ye Xue.

But Ye Xue turned to him, seriously asking, “By the way, what happened with that car accident?”

The Yu family’s drivers were all professionally trained; how could it allow Yu Qi to get into an accident?

After hesitating, Yu Qi explained, “That day, we ran into the Red and White Double Calamity.”

Ye Xue’s eyes widened in disbelief. “The Red and White Double Calamity?!”

That was incredibly unlucky!

As the name suggests, the Red and White Double Calamity refers to the related evil spirits of weddings and funerals.

The Red Calamity typically features a female ghost in a wedding dress, while the White Calamity is a young male ghost in funeral attire.

The collision of these two extremes of joy and sorrow generates increasingly heavy resentment.

Moreover, the Red and White Double Calamity cannot be avoided; wherever there are living people, they are at the center of a magnetic field. No matter which direction you go, you are bound to encounter them again, so you can only confront them directly.

Seeing Ye Xue’s serious expression, Yu Qi quickly explained, “I wasn’t seriously hurt. The formation on my wrist beads was just enough to restrain them. Before long, the Red and White Double Calamity took a detour.”

Yu Qi downplayed the situation, even omitting the specific details of that day.

But it was clear that avoiding such sinister beings was no easy task.

Otherwise, he wouldn’t have been in an accident.

Not to mention that the Red and White Double Calamity was targeting Yu Qi; after the accident, he was the one who got hurt the most and needed to rest.

Thinking of this, Ye Xue recalled something Uncle Wang had mentioned. Looking at the young man’s pale face, she couldn’t help but advise, “You should listen to the doctor. Pushing yourself like this will only upset the people who care about you.”

Yu Qi quietly accepted her advice, and upon hearing her words, he smiled faintly and nodded obediently.

Then he asked, “Ye Xue, do you have any plans for the holidays?”

Ye Xue looked curious. “What’s up?”

Yu Qi unconsciously tightened his grip, a bit nervous as he said, “By then, my injury should be healed. If you have time…”

Ye Xue nodded, “Sure. Although my master told me not to go back for now, I plan to return to the village around New Year’s. As for the rest of the time, I should have some freedom.”

Yu Qi visibly relaxed and quietly said, “I see, I understand.”

At this point, Ye Xue looked at him.

Yu Qi met her focused gaze, and in a tone that felt like a promise, he said seriously, “I’ll be better soon.”

Before returning to school, Ye Xue made another trip to Xuanzhen Temple and mentioned the application to Bai Zi’ang.

Finally, Xuanzhen Temple would have its spirit to worship—this was a joyful event.

With Bai Liu away, the temple master quickly prepared the leave request and called Chen Su and the accident ghost over to write down their birth dates and names.

Chen Su was very happy to hear this news and quickly filled out the paper after receiving the pen and paper.

In contrast, the accident ghost was slow and hesitant.

When Ye Xue urged him, the accident ghost hesitated, asking, “Daoist, do we have to write our names?”

Ye Xue replied, “Of course! If you don’t write down your name and birth date, how can we verify your life history?”

The accident ghost asked nervously, “The paper will only be submitted for verification, and no one else will see it, right?”

Ye Xue replied, puzzled, “What are you thinking? Who has time to snoop around for this?”

The accident ghost felt much more at ease.

Ye Xue was also a bit curious. “Speaking of which, we’ve known each other for so long, and it seems you’ve never told me your name?”

The accident ghost smiled sheepishly. “We’re so familiar now; you can call me whatever. A name is just a code, anyway.”

Ye Xue nodded in agreement, “That’s true.”

After reminding the accident ghost to fill out the forms quickly, she turned her attention to Xu Zhou and brought up Fang Xuelin’s matter.

When Xu Zhou learned that Fang Xuelin was also from the Daoist sect, he chuckled and remarked, “Your school is truly full of hidden talents.”

Taking advantage of their distraction, the accident ghost sneaked off to the side, mysteriously writing down his birth date and name on the paper.

Just then, Bai Liu returned with Wuchang. Passing by, he noticed the accident ghost being so secretive and curiously leaned in to take a look.

The accident ghost was so focused on writing that he didn’t even notice.

Bai Liu saw the content on the paper, paused slightly, and couldn’t help but read aloud, “Andro?”

When the accident ghost sensed Bai Liu’s presence and tried to cover the paper, it was already too late. “Wow, this young man has no sense of honor!”

Ye Xue burst out laughing, “What the heck, your name is Andro?!”