The Demon Servant is Not Heaven, Volume One? 01

Volume One: A Female Ghost Lives Inside My Body

? (Part One)
At 6:45 AM on the 24th day of the sixth lunar month, atop Wudang Mountain, at the Golden Hall atop Tianzhu Peak.
Wei Meng leaned against the Sumeru pedestal, smoking a cigarette, and disdainfully watched Wei Baode raise the incense stick high
above his head , kneeling before the tightly closed doors of the Golden Hall.
Wei Baode was Wei Meng's grandfather, once a renowned shamanic disciple in Shuangshan County.
The old monk of Longhu Temple in Shuangshan County would kneel and bow whenever he saw him, asking why he did so. The old monk said that
Wei Baode had received the Buddha's blessing in his previous life, making him immune to all ghosts and evil spirits.
The old monk said this because Wei Baode had nine yellow spots on the top of his head, resembling the ordination scars of
a monk .
With the old monk as a living advertisement, Wei Baode's fame spread far and wide, and his business was booming.
However, since his wife passed away, Wei Baode had given up his "supernatural powers" and no longer performed incense readings for people.
Wei Meng firmly believed that his grandfather was just "playing tricks." If his grandfather truly possessed the ability to exorcise demons,
he wouldn't have covered his eyes and screamed in terror while watching "The Ring."
If you asked Wei Meng at this moment whether ghosts and gods truly existed, he would tell you without hesitation, "No!
Ghosts and gods are all nonsense."
But four minutes later, Wei Meng not only saw a female ghost, but this female ghost also forcibly inhabited his
body…
Wei Meng, male, 16 years old, 183cm tall, 80kg, plays basketball like Jordan, plays
soccer better than Ronaldo, and can fight Bruce Lee for three hundred rounds in combat (of course, this is just Wei Meng's self-proclaimed status).
Currently, he has graduated from junior high school but has no high school to accept him.
Wei Meng originally had a chance to enter Lingdong Middle School, which was affiliated with the provincial sports school. However,
just three days , the principal of Lingdong Middle School personally returned the 50,000 yuan he had collected over six months, saying that this year, the higher authorities required strict adherence to
the enrollment process, and Wei Meng's academic performance was too poor to be admitted to Lingdong Middle School.
The long-awaited arrangement suddenly changed. Wei Meng's father, realizing something had gone wrong, rushed home after making inquiries
and immediately gave Wei Meng a severe beating: "You little brat! If you're going to chase girls, go ahead! Who told you to mess with Xi
Yuyue?
" Xi Yuyue, a 16-year-old transfer student from Beijing, was 168 cm tall and weighed 46 kg, with
measurements that would make any man's nose bleed.
Xi Yuyue first appeared on the school's path on the afternoon of the first day of the second semester of junior high, after Wei Meng had led
his basketball team to a victory in a game.
Wei Meng could never describe the feeling he had when he first saw Xi Yuyue. It was a cold day, and Xi Yuyue
was wearing a thick down jacket, with only a section of her neck exposed. That single patch of fair skin seemed to Wei Meng like
the left arm of Venus; every inch of her skin radiated a perfect glow, making him feel as if he were basking in the warm winter sun,
completely captivated.
Because of that one glance in the crowd, Wei Meng disregarded everything, pushed aside the cheerleaders surrounding him,
ran to Xi Yuyue, and confessed for the first time: "Beautiful lady, be my girlfriend."
Since it was their first meeting, Xi Yuyue was very polite to Wei Meng: "Gun!"
So far, this was the only sentence Xi Yuyue had ever said to Wei Meng.
For the next half-semester, Wei Meng tried everything to get close to Xi Yuyue, confessing his feelings in various ways, but the result
was strikingly consistent—in Xi Yuyue's eyes, he was just a wisp of breathing air.
At the graduation ceremony, after Xi Yuyue performed a solo dance as a student representative, Wei Meng
ran onto , knelt on one knee, and presented a large bouquet of red roses to Xi Yuyue.
"It's truly a miracle, Xi Yuyue. You appear in my dreams every night. Don't laugh at me for being silly;
what I'm saying is my deepest secret! No matter where you are, no matter the season, please believe me, I will always keep you
by my side. Wherever I go, you will always be the most precious thing in my life. After much thought, only
you are the best to me. If you don't want me, who will?"
Amidst the students' cheers, the principal took off his glasses and shook his head: "This brat, when
will he realize that a toad can't eat swan meat? "
Xi Yuyue gracefully took her bow and left, never once looking at Wei Meng.
"Thirty-fourth time, Wei Meng confessed to Xi Yuyue for the thirty-fourth time, and failed." Someone
shouted .
Wei Meng held the roses high, like a trophy, and shouted to the crowd, "Failure is
the mother . How can you see a rainbow without going through the storm?"
He acted as if Xi Yuyue had accepted his confession. After
being inexplicably beaten and then locked up at home by his parents, Wei Meng had no idea
what he had done wrong. Last time he got into a fight with some thugs and ended up in the police station, his father only scolded him a few times and didn't lay
a . It wasn't
until Wei Baode arrived that Wei Meng learned from his parents' and grandfather's conversation that he had offended a very powerful
figure, and none of the fourteen high schools in the city were willing to accept him.
And this powerful figure seemed to be related to Xi Yuyue.
"This isn't my grandson's fault," Wei Baode said nonchalantly, swaying his gleaming bald head. "I said at the beginning of the year that he was haunted by evil spirits. It's alright, it's alright. I'll just book a tour
to Wudang Mountain and have him come with me to offer incense to the Zhenwu Emperor. Everything will turn around." When Wei Meng excitedly followed his grandfather to the tour group's meeting point, he saw a sea of white-haired elders around him and realized that Wei Baode had joined a senior citizens' tour group. Not only could he not enjoy himself freely, but he also had to help elderly women cross the street from time to time. "Wei Meng, come quickly and offer incense to the Great Emperor." Wei Baode handed Wei Meng three incense sticks. "The one who burns the first incense is blessed, the one who burns the first incense is blessed." An old Taoist priest and stood at the entrance of the Golden Hall, gently pushing open the door. "Old Taoist, that statue wet its pants." Wei Meng pointed to the statue of the True Martial Emperor inside the Golden Hall. "Don't talk nonsense." Wei Baode raised his hand to reprimand Wei Meng, but following Wei Meng's gesture, he saw the situation inside the Golden Hall, and his raised hand froze in mid-air. Inside the Golden Hall, the True Martial Emperor was soaking wet, dripping with water, as if he were drenched in sweat. "The Great Emperor has manifested! The Great Emperor has manifested!" the old Taoist priest shouted twice, prostrating himself on the ground before the statue of the True Martial Emperor with utmost respect.

Wei Baode felt his knees buckle and knelt before the statue, pulling Wei Meng
along to .
Wei Meng pulled away, not wanting his trousers to get wet from the rain, and he felt it was
foolish to kneel before a dummy.
"Kneel down before the Emperor! There are gods watching, the Emperor is not to be offended!" Wei Baode shouted sternly.
"The True Martial Emperor is nothing," Wei Meng retorted casually.
"You damned bastard, you damned bastard!" The old Taoist priest got up from the ground, grabbed a broken broom, and started sweeping wildly at the feet of Wei Meng and
his grandson , ostensibly sweeping but actually shooing them away.
Just then, large fireballs, the size of basins, suddenly appeared around the Golden Hall, rolling back and forth, dazzlingly bright
. When the fireballs collided, they produced a deafening roar.
Wei Baode screamed "Mommy!" and fell to the ground, while Wei Meng leaped into the Golden Hall
.
"You damned bastard! You damned bastard!" The old Taoist priest, carrying a tattered broom, jumped into the Golden Hall and tackled Wei Meng to the ground.
Wei Meng tried to push the old Taoist away, but the old Taoist's robe was so tattered, like paper, that Wei Meng's
hands somehow slipped through the clothes and touched the old Taoist's body.
The old Taoist was actually naked underneath the robe, and Wei Meng felt his hands touching warm,
smooth .
This shabby old Taoist had skin like a baby's! For a moment, Wei Meng forgot what he was supposed to do,
his hands groping wildly on the old Taoist's body to confirm his feeling.
"You damned bastard! You damned bastard!" The old Taoist raised his hand and slapped Wei Meng across the face, but before he could strike again, Wei
Meng hurriedly grabbed his hand.
The hand was small, with slender, white fingers, and felt boneless when grasped by Wei Meng. It struggled to break free, unwilling to give up.
The eternal flame before the True Martial Emperor flickered, and simultaneously, bolts of lightning
ripped through the sky, striking the golden palace like sharp swords. In an instant, the palace shone with golden light, shooting straight to the heavens. A long, dark blue arrow
appeared within the golden light, heading towards the old Taoist's back.
Wei Meng hurriedly caught the old Taoist, his body jerking several times to dodge the arrow and
pinning the old Taoist beneath him.
"You…" a delicate shout rang out.
Wei Meng looked down; beneath him was not an old Taoist, but a young girl. The girl's face was filled
with anger, her almond-shaped eyes wide open, glaring fiercely at him.
"Damn it!" Wei Meng frantically tried to get up from the ground, or rather, from the little girl's body.
He couldn't understand how he had transformed from a shabby old Taoist priest into a little girl. Had it been some kind of magic trick
, "The Great Disappearance," where Wei Meng's large hand accidentally brushed against the little girl's Taoist robe as he stood up? The already torn robe was now
like dandelion seeds flying in the golden light of the Golden Hall in April.
In an instant, only speckled marks remained on the little girl's body, barely covering her fair and
tender skin.
Wei Meng froze, his body halfway up.
The little girl looked about twelve or thirteen years old, every inch of her skin exuding a youthful innocence. Her most striking feature
was her whiteness; not only was her skin as white as snow, but even her hair and eyebrows looked as if they had been touched by frost.
The only flaws were the two pink protrusions on her chest and the small patch of light black below her abdomen. Two peach blossoms were about to bloom, and a touch of tender grass was just
beginning to sprout in spring.
Wei Meng felt a hot, damp sensation in his nostrils as several drops of crimson liquid dripped onto the little girl's body,
starkly contrasting against her fair skin.
"Boom!" A thunderous roar echoed within the golden hall.
A long, dark blue arrow silently appeared behind Wei Meng, piercing through his back and
embedding itself in the little girl's chest the very instant the thunderclap sounded…

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