Salty Fish Master

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Part 1:

On a large bed, a beautiful woman lay with her eyes rolled back, mouth wide open, thick saliva dripping
from her drooping tongue.

Beside the bed, her husband looked anxious. He had just called the hospital, but it was raining heavily
, and the national highway was blocked by a landslide. Doctors wouldn't be able to arrive anytime soon, and he could only watch
helplessly as his wife suffered.

Meanwhile, the Salted Fish Master was leaving a house. The homeowner was tugging at his sleeve, insisting he stay for dinner
. The mountain people were warm and hospitable, insisting he stay for a meal. Normally, the Salted Fish Master wouldn't refuse
such an invitation, as it was common for those he helped with exorcisms to be treated to meals. However,
he was tired of city food, and occasionally enjoying some wild mountain delicacies was something he longed for
.

But today was a special case. Just now, while he was performing a ritual for this family in the mountains, his heart
skipped a beat for no reason. Past experience told him that someone nearby was performing harmful magic.
The Salted Fish Master always intervened in such matters, so he disregarded his own appetite and only wanted to get to the scene as quickly as possible
to stop the sorcerer.

Seeing that he couldn't be persuaded to stay, the homeowner stopped trying and instead took some money from the house and tried to put it in the Salted Fish Master's hand
, insisting that he accept it.

The Salted Fish Master quickly waved his hand, refusing to accept such hard-earned money. Besides, he was
n't short of money; he earned large sums of money each time he exorcised evil spirits for wealthy people, and helping the mountain people was merely
out of good intentions. After explaining the situation to the homeowner, the Salted Fish Master turned and hurried towards the scene.

The man beside the bed, watching his wife's pained expression, grew increasingly anxious, yet helpless. He picked up
the phone, intending to call the emergency center again to inquire about the paramedics' location.

He had just dialed one number when a man suddenly pushed open the door. This uninvited guest was
dressed casually in summer clothes, with a buzz cut and an ordinary face—the kind of utterly unremarkable
person sitting under a tree by the door, enjoying the shade. He was soaking wet, rain dripping from his clothes and hair. He wore two slippers, one
still on, but the other had slipped over his ankle and was wrapped around his calf like a leg warmer,
his feet covered in mud. Clearly, he had gotten into this disheveled state while rushing to his destination.

Seeing the "Salted Fish Master" enter and his disheveled appearance, the homeowner assumed he was just a passerby
seeking shelter from the rain and ignored him, continuing to dial the number to inquire about the paramedics' progress.

But as soon as he dialed the second number, the homeowner was startled and became alert. He clearly remembered locking
the front door. Where did this person come from? And even if he was seeking shelter from the rain, there was no need to come into the homeowner's
bedroom!

Seeing the homeowner's alertness, the Salty Fish Master said in a deep voice, "Now is not the time for explanations. Your wife is on the verge of death
. If no action is taken, even if Master Lin Zhengying were alive, he would be powerless to save her!" He then stepped forward to
examine her.

Faced with a man who had seemingly barged into the house from nowhere, and who was speaking incomprehensible
words, the homeowner stood in front of the Salty Fish Master with a look of refusal, preventing him from approaching his wife.

The Salty Fish Master's gaze passed over the homeowner's shoulder and fell on the woman lying on the bed. Her current state was strange
; tears and saliva were streaming down her face, her eyes were rolled back, and her body was trembling and convulsing. She was clearly
experiencing an orgasm, but she did not utter a sound of pleasure.

The Salted Fish Mage noticed that the woman's belly was swollen and something was moving inside, but if it was
fetal movement, it was moving too violently. In an instant, he suddenly realized that this might be the long-lost
evil magic—a ghost fetus!

Seeing the woman on the bed trembling more and more violently, the Salted Fish Mage knew he couldn't wait any longer. He immediately cast
a freezing spell, immobilizing the homeowner and moving her aside.

The homeowner, seeing that the Salted Fish Mage had somehow manipulated her, now completely stiff and unable to move, couldn't help but
curse loudly. The Salted Fish Mage wasn't angry. He walked a few steps to the bedside, ripped open the woman's pajama bottoms and underwear;
he needed to assess the extent of the ghost fetus's growth.

The Salted Fish Mage used his fingers to separate the woman's vulva, then took out a small flashlight from his shorts and shone it inside.
Inside the flower-like opening, a large glans was thrusting incessantly. With each squeeze and grind of the glans,
the pink flesh of the opening trembled, and gushing fluids were pushed out from its depths, wetting the entrance
and accompanied by lewd squelching sounds.

"Not bad," the Salty Fish Mage sighed softly after checking.

Just as the Salty Fish Mage relaxed, the homeowner cursed even more fiercely. He was immobilized
, and this man who had suddenly intruded had seen his wife's opening perfectly. How could he not curse the Salty Fish
Mage's ancestors for eighteen generations? But the Salty Fish Mage smiled slightly and released the homeowner.

As soon as he was free, the homeowner immediately threw a punch at the Salty Fish Mage, but it was easily deflected. Undeterred,
the homeowner threw another punch.

The Salted Fish Mage pointed at the woman's vulva on the bed, interrupting the homeowner's second attack, and roared, "Look for yourself!"

The Salted Fish Mage's shout calmed the homeowner slightly. He glared angrily at the Salted Fish
Mage, but still walked to the bedside, parted his wife's legs, and peered inside. Upon seeing it, the homeowner's expression
immediately changed from anger to terror. He screamed, stumbled back several steps, and collapsed to the ground, his hand
trembling as he pointed at his wife, facing the Salted Fish Mage, shaking with fear.

The salted fish monk helped the homeowner, who had fallen to the ground, to a chair, poured him a glass of water, and asked,
"Is your wife pregnant?"

The homeowner took a sip of water, composed himself, and replied, "No, we're both busy with work and don't plan to have children yet
. My wife and I went to bed early after dinner because we were going to
visit her parents the next day. In the middle of the night, I was half asleep when I was suddenly awakened by a tremor. I thought my wife was sick."
"I quickly got up to check on her. I tried to wake her, but she wouldn't respond. She just kept rolling her
eyes, drooling, and her body was trembling uncontrollably. Her belly was also getting bigger and bigger. I was terrified and called
the emergency center, but there was a landslide and the road was blocked. I had no choice but to wait anxiously. The second
time I tried to call to ask about the situation, you came in."

After listening to the homeowner's story, Master Salty Fish nodded and said, "From what you've described, this is
a type of evil magic called 'planting a fetus.' This kind of evil magic can implant a ghost infant into a woman's body through certain means, allowing it
to hatch and mature in the uterus, eventually becoming a powerful and evil vengeful spirit."

"What should we do?" the homeowner asked cautiously, his attitude changing from before.

Master Salty Fish thought for a moment: "This kind of 'planting a fetus' magic can be broken, but we need to find out who conceived it first."
He paused, then turned to the homeowner, saying, "Next, I will use my penis to perform the treatment. If you can accept
it, I can save your wife." The

homeowner looked at the Salted Fish Master, then at his wife on the bed, gritted his teeth, and nodded emphatically.

Having received the homeowner's confirmation, the Salted Fish Master didn't delay. He walked to the bedside, unzipped his shorts, revealing his
limp penis, glanced at the homeowner again, and said, "Your wife is possessed by a ghost, and her yin energy is too heavy. I will now use
my pure yang artifact to inject some yang energy into her to suppress the ghost." "

Saying this, the Salted Fish Master held his penis in his hand, bringing the glans to the homeowner's wife's nose, letting her smell
the pure yang energy emanating from it.

Soon, the homeowner's wife's rolled-up eyes slowly returned to normal, her protruding tongue retracted
into her mouth, and her previously trembling body gradually calmed down, though her protruding belly remained round,
no longer throbbing as before.

Watching the homeowner's wife slowly calm down and finally fall into a deep sleep, the Salted Fish Master retracted his penis into his pants, left
the bedroom, and sat down on the sofa in the living room. A moment later, the homeowner, having covered his sleeping wife with a light blanket, also
came out of the bedroom. He closed the bedroom door while making a phone call.

"I've already notified the emergency center, telling them not to come, using the excuse of a false alarm."
The homeowner sat down opposite the Salted Fish Master. "By the way, I haven't asked your name yet?"

"I forgot my name many years ago, just call me Salted Fish. And you?" Upon hearing this, the homeowner immediately became excited. "

Salted Fish? Salted Fish Master! You're the legendary exorcist
, Salted Fish Master?!"

Salted Fish Master nodded, and the homeowner suddenly sighed, "Alas! I shouldn't have done that. You were trying to save my
wife, and I insulted you so loudly. I deserve to die!"

Seeing the homeowner's remorse, Salted Fish Master smiled slightly and said, "It's not your fault.
Anyone in that situation would have made the same decision. It's not your fault."

Seeing that Salted Fish Master didn't blame him, the homeowner scratched the back of his head and said, "You asked me my name earlier.
My name is Wang Yanghai. You can just call me Little Wang!" "

As soon as Wang Yanghai uttered the words, he realized something was amiss. Looking at the Salted Fish Master sitting opposite him, he could no longer contain himself.
His long-held composure crumbled, and he slumped onto the sofa, clutching his stomach and laughing. Now relieved of
the burden of his wife's life hanging by a thread, and infected by the Salted Fish Master's laughter, Wang Yanghai also burst into laughter,
releasing his pent-up frustration.

After laughing, Wang Yanghai asked with a worried expression, 'Master, my wife has calmed down and is sleeping soundly,
but how can I expel the evil spirit from her womb and restore her to normal?'

The Salted Fish Master stood up, walked to Wang Yanghai's side, and patted his shoulder. 'How to expel the evil spirit—you'll have to
wait until your wife wakes up tomorrow to find out.'

'Ask my wife?'

'Yes, you'll know tomorrow. Go to sleep!'" After saying this, Master Salty Fish ignored Wang Yanghai and
went to the shower room to take a hot shower.

The next morning, Master Salty Fish sat up from the sofa and stretched. Seeing that Master Salty Fish was awake, Wang
Yanghai stood at the kitchen door, taking off his apron as he said, "Master, I've made breakfast. It's on the table. Please
help yourself. I'll go wake my wife up for breakfast." "

The Salted Fish Master had just sat down at the table when a scream came from the bedroom, nearly making him fall
off. Entering the bedroom, he found Wang Yanghai sitting on the edge of the bed, trying to comfort his terrified wife, who was clutching her stomach. But his wife
wasn't listening; she was completely consumed by fear.

Seeing this, the Salted Fish Master slapped his forehead, went back to the living room, found the bag he'd left by the front door the night before
, took a plastic bottle from it, returned to the bedroom, poured out a small pill, and handed it to Wang Yanghai, saying, 'I forgot about it last night
. This is a calming pill. Have your wife take it, and she'll be fine.'"

As expected, Wang Yanghai's wife calmed down after taking the calming pill and began to curiously observe the Salted Fish
Master. The man opposite her was dressed casually in shorts and flip-flops, wearing a floral shirt, but she couldn't recall
who he was. Had she seen him before? Perhaps he was a friend of Wang Yanghai's,
she thought.

Seeing his wife's confusion, Wang Yanghai remembered to introduce the Salted Fish Master: "Amy, this is the Salted Fish Master.
Last night, you were in grave danger, and he braved the rain to travel to our house and help you through the crisis."
Wang Yanghai then recalled his conflict with the Salted Fish Master the previous night and sighed, "Last night, when the Master came to save you, I even scolded
him. I really shouldn't have." After calming down, Wang Yanghai continued, "Master, this is
my wife, Amy." "

Master Salty Fish smiled slightly, "What happened last night is over, Yang Hai, you don't need to blame yourself, and
I didn't take it to heart either." He paused, then his tone turned serious as he looked at
Amy, "The crisis isn't over yet, Amy, you need to think carefully, have you come into contact with anything unusual recently
?"

Amy sat on the bed, head down, brows furrowed, racking her brains for the unusual things that had happened in her life recently. After
a moment, Amy looked up at Master Salty Fish and shook her head with a wry smile.

"It's alright, take your time, we have plenty of time," Master Salty Fish comforted her.

Seeing his wife's expression, Wang Yanghai felt sorry for her and said, "Breakfast is getting cold, let's eat
while we think!"

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