【The Spiritual Teacher】(Prologue-02) 【Author: rescueme】

Author: rescueme
Word Count: 22431

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Prologue: The Birth of the Strongest Psychic in History

I spent the whole day at the comic book store, reading "Helter Sinen" from beginning to end. I heard they're
getting a second part soon. The more I read, the more I felt the whole manga was a joke! What kind of amazing psychic abilities are these?
Perfectly accurate pachinko, able to share psychic power with monsters to catch Pokémon, turning vicious monsters into his own
summons, and even having affairs with big-breasted mermaids and cute snow women—it's even more outlandish than "Hunter x Hunter"!

However, the author has always been diligent in creating content. After the first part of "Helter Sinen," there were still short stories like "The Psychic Master Touma,"
full of slapstick humor, which alone makes it a
million times is notorious for its procrastination. Sigh, it's supposed to be a funny shonen manga, but I cried while reading it, drawing stares from the rental bookstore clerk.

Why did I cry while reading it? Because everyone has their own unique fate. I graduated from National Taiwan Normal University in 2011
, a fresh graduate born in 1989. I graduated in 2011, but only recently found
a job in southern Taiwan. It took me three years to find a teaching position, and this has absolutely nothing to do with any incompetent government; it
's all because of my supernatural abilities.

Before finding a teaching position, I had a trial teaching experience at a new school in Taoyuan County—Taoyuan County Dayuan International High School.
Halfway through the trial, I was suddenly possessed by the spirits of victims of the China Airlines Dayuan plane crash. I performed 30 somersaults in front of the students,
leaving the principal speechless: "What an amazing PE teacher! You're hired!" Damn, he thought I was
applying for a PE teacher position. I graduated from the Department of Civic Education and Activity Leadership at National Taiwan Normal University. Why would I teach
PE instead of civics? Needless to say, I was rejected.

Later, during the English oral exam at Xiehe Middle School, a star school in Chiayi County known for its English teaching, I hoped to use my good
English skills to get a job as an English teacher. However, I was possessed by a spirit near a haunted house in Minxiong. Despite it being an English oral exam
, I answered in Japanese and Taiwanese, all the while shouting, "Give me back my life!" Needless to say, I lost my job again.

Fortunately, last year, while traveling in Sichuan Province, China, I unintentionally subdued a malevolent spirit. With its help,
my life gradually became smoother. However, I still really don't want to use my spiritual abilities because, well, let me
explain last year's situation so you'll understand why I don't want to use my talent.

From a young age, I've been different from others, often able to see things that ordinary people can't. Later, I
learned this is called the "yin-yang eye," or, in Master Miaox's words, "a more open spiritual body." My constitution is very
sensitive, and I'm often possessed by strange spirits such as earthbound spirits and floating spirits.

From a young age, I often saw strange things, which naturally bothered my family. They tried hard to bring me back on
track and shut down my "third eye," spending millions of NT dollars just on exorcisms for me. Because of
my spiritual abilities, several masters took me as their disciple, hoping I would bring them honor; however,
most of were charlatans, and they were eventually scared away by the evil spirits I attracted, so I only learned a smattering of exorcisms.

Getting back to the point, last August, I failed my 50th job interview for a teaching position at a school. My family couldn't bear to blame me and
even planned a trip to the Three Gorges in mainland China for me. Little did they know that what was supposed to be a happy trip would change my life forever.

On my second day in Sichuan Province, I attracted several floating spirits and was disliked and avoided by the tour group members.
Later, even the tour guide abandoned me, deliberately setting me up to be abandoned and left lost. I
know I can't blame them; anyone would have had enough of me after a while, so I found my
way back to the hotel myself.

Getting lost wasn't the worst part; I noticed an increasing number of spirits around me. Anyone who's ever been to
a slum will understand my predicament—it was like being surrounded by children begging for candy.

At first, the spirits were just drifting spirits, without any strong resentment or clear purpose;
they were simply attracted to my spiritual nature. So, I chanted a few scriptures and chased several away
without . However, halfway through the exorcism, I discovered the types of spirits were becoming increasingly diverse.
Resentful, possessing spirits and earthbound spirits started approaching, and their strength was growing. Not only could the scriptures not drive them away, but they also
whispered in my ear, "Chanting scriptures is...useless..." Then it suddenly dawned on me that, according to folklore, the ghost city of Fengdu
is located in Sichuan Province. Could this be related to the persistent problem of ghosts?

Suddenly, I heard the familiar mantra of the White-Robed Guanyin Bodhisattva, and my heart skipped a beat. Great! There must be a psychic
nearby, and perhaps he noticed the anomaly in the surrounding magnetic field and came to save me. I ran
frantically in the direction the mantra came from. After two or three minutes, passing through a grove of trees, I finally found the source of the mantra.

Wow, it was a living hell! It looked like a religious ceremony, but the
psychics were lying dead everywhere. Several humanoid figures, still moving, were happily gnawing on raw flesh; they were clearly not
human. The entire scene was a bloody mess, with severed limbs strewn about. The pungent smell of blood finally filled my nostrils, and combined with
the nauseating sight before my eyes, I couldn't help but vomit for a while.

The only survivors were three Taoist priests, back-to-back in an equilateral triangle defensive formation.
Sweating chanted scriptures to ward off the attacks of the spirits, their hands busily manipulating ritual implements. A dazzling array of intricate
artifacts danced in the air, each one serving its purpose, making the surrounding situation increasingly perilous.

I rallied my spirits, pulled out my prayer beads, and casually chased away two weaker spirits. I jumped
into their triangular formation and joined in the chanting. Seeing a spiritual being join them, their sweat-drenched brows
relaxed , and they even smiled faintly. But they quickly resumed their focused chanting. I then realized that these
three priests were all exceptionally beautiful, a sight to behold.

However, I had no time to admire their beauty; I could only concentrate on chanting. I had joined them out of a sense of heroism,
but now I struggled even to protect myself. I realized that my spiritual power was like a firefly compared to the full moon compared to theirs
.

Strangely enough, perhaps due to a kind of telepathic skill, I understood the whole
story the moment I jumped into their magic circle. It turned out they were an entire family of psychic beings,
with hundreds of members—collateral relatives, direct descendants, and disciples—all possessing psychic abilities, not counting those who had acquired them through marriage or friendship. As the
three were the sect leader's biological daughters, they not only shared blood ties but also received the true transmission of magic, making
them arguably even more powerful than their parents. Although their parents and disciples had perished in the battle, the three sisters were still able to...
Barely managing.

It was the Mid-Autumn Festival, the time when the gates of hell in Fengdu were closing, and they mobilized all their family members to hold a
ritual to appease the spirits of the dead. However, in this world, the number of inexplicably powerful spirits was greater than imagined. Not only
the ancestors, but also the actions of modern people defying the natural order had caused anomalies in the magnetic field. Furthermore, my
spiritual

abilities attracted too many spirits not belonging to Fengdu, making them unable to cope and resulting in the sacrifice of most of their family members. Moreover, like a weather system, the balance between good and evil was
disrupted creating a vicious cycle similar to the unexplained phenomenon of the Holy Infant. They originally planned to
continue creating a barrier, hoping to escape when the yang energy was stronger at dawn. However, my involvement made their situation
even more precarious, as I attracted far more spirits than I drove away, thus burdening them.

Just as we were racking our brains for a way out, something even worse happened: an extremely powerful evil spirit
appeared! As he "absorbed" the weak spirits, he approached us, much like the Northern Darkness Divine
Skill or the Star Absorbing Technique in Jin Yong's novels. One spirit after another merged into him, creating an ever-growing
size . Like someone practicing martial arts, he was also searching for the ultimate form of yin and yang harmony. Therefore, he was not afraid of the spiritual
beings here; on the contrary, he hoped to absorb their righteous energy to become a complete form that balanced righteousness and evil,
appearing !

In fact, wherever there are people, there is faith. Good and evil have formed a delicate
balance . There are so-called ghost cities all over the world, which gather the negative energy of local beliefs, not just
Fengdu in Sichuan. However, under the embellishment of some writers, the fear energy of China has been poured into Fengdu, and
over time, Fengdu has become the region with the most obvious stalking phenomena.

The demon before them was at least five or six times the height of O'Neill, and weighed dozens of times as much
as Sean Lien. Though its form was barely discernible, it resembled only a magnified humanoid shape,
its entire body engulfed in karmic flames. With a wave of its hand, the corpses on the ground were burned to ashes by the intense heat.
Those that didn't turn to ash were blackened and curled up due to the heat, their appearance extremely tragic.

Seeing the mutilation of their family and friends' bodies, the three female psychics were filled with grief and rage. As if by telepathy, they leaped to their feet, their movements
unpredictable and alternating between several techniques, and they also pulled out various exorcism weapons.

The eldest of the three sisters unfolded the physical scriptures, which, like ribbons, formed a small tornado that
enveloped the three of them. This not only blocked all the negative energy around them but also released spiritual power to repair the sisters
' injuries. The second sister, while chanting the "Buddha Mother Cundi Mantra,"
nimbly shot out blessed and consecrated talisman darts like the three eyes and eighteen arms of Cundi Bodhisattva, each one hitting the vital points of the evil spirit and
piercing countless holes. The youngest sister, being the largest, wore finger tigers with small Bagua symbols engraved on her knuckles. She
dealt with the spirits that entered the barrier through the gaps with punches, and her shoes, also blessed with talismans, swiftly kicked
the spirits away, reducing them to ashes.

However, a small spirit is a small spirit, and an evil spirit is an evil spirit. The eldest sister's scripture tornado was originally white,
but as it approached the evil spirit's karmic fire, it gradually turned yellow and approached the point of burning. The parts that repaired the damage could only
repair the spirit, and could not stop the rapid deterioration of the physical injuries. Although the second sister's talisman darts accurately
hit the acupoints on the evil spirit, it was not a human. It would not be like Li Xunhuan's flying dagger that draws blood and kills the throat just because a major acupoint was hit. The hole that was
pierced was almost completely restored in an instant. Although the youngest sister's fists and feet were nimble
, she suffered a great loss in strength. The evil spirit raised its hand and waved it lightly. Even if the youngest sister jumped up and used both hands and feet to defend at the same time, she could only
barely withstand one move, and then she flew backward like a kite with a broken string.

Before their youngest sister could even land, the two older sisters lifted her from under their arms and launched themselves forward. The three of them
, in perfect unison, surged forward to fight. The tallest sister led the way, the second sister in the middle, and the eldest sister at the rear. They
gathered all their spiritual power to form a cone-shaped formation, aiming to pierce the demon's center!

As they charged forward, I received a telepathic message from them: if they sacrificed themselves,
don't be afraid; they would gather their spiritual power to protect me. Spiritual beings of their level
could remain in the six realms of existence, avoiding reincarnation, unless they voluntarily returned to the Three Holy Realms—Bodhisattvas, Pratyekabuddhas, and Arhats.
I stood there for a moment, feeling no sense of security whatsoever. The demon before me couldn't breathe fire and was practically
unapproachable . Although spirits have no weight, it seemed that its sheer pressure alone could
easily crush dozens of large men like me!

As expected, the three beautiful psychics failed to penetrate the demon as intended and suffered varying degrees of
injury . Their delicate faces were smeared with the ashes of their family and friends' corpses, and their temples were curled up from the high fever,
making them look utterly wretched. Although I couldn't offer much help, out of compassion, I wanted to shield
them as much as possible. So, with a death wish, the moment they were pushed back and landed in panic,
I took over their attack, grabbed my prayer beads, and lunged at the demon. Through telepathy, I heard the three psychics
thinking, "His psychic power is rapidly increasing, you son of a bitch (Sichuanese swear word),
how dare you! psychic power is even stronger than ours!" At that moment, the demon also spewed a beam of hellish karmic fire at me. I
thought my life was over. I really wanted to be a proper teacher for a day, sob sob.

The three psychics rushed ahead of me, the youngest sister leading the way with her arms outstretched and legs spread in a V-shape.
The two older sisters followed behind, placing their hands on the shoulders of their sisters in front, channeling their spiritual power to shield me from
the flames !

"No, even with your powerful psychic abilities, you can't withstand it!" Although my combat strength was low, my perception
was strong, as if I possessed Scott, the power level detector from Dragon Ball. My prediction was
incredibly accurate; they indeed couldn't withstand the onslaught.

However, my warning was too late. "Eek…!" Only the eldest sister at the back of the formation
managed a weak, piercing scream. The other two sisters didn't even have time to cry out before the three beautiful girls instantly
turned to ashes before my eyes. The flames did indeed stop in front of me, preventing me from being burned to death. However, because
they lacked a certain male-only part of their body, they didn't completely shield me from the flames; instead, some of
the fire passed through their groin, burning my genitals. Burns don't actually cause much pain; rather,
they cause the body to completely turn to ashes and disappear.

My little brother, who had been with me for 25 years, was gone just like that. Three beautiful women died because of me, and
the hundreds exorcisms should also be held accountable. This guilt and grief made me
impulsively charge at that evil spirit again to my death, and then I lost consciousness.

But of course I didn't die, otherwise, how would this story have come about? The moment I woke up in the hospital,
without anyone telling me, I naturally knew that the super evil spirit, which ranked among the top in the world in terms of psychic energy
, had been subdued, but not by my power. Later I realized that it was the hundreds of psychics
who sacrificed themselves, in the form of floating spirits, who continued to fight tirelessly after death, gradually weakening the evil spirit's power, and the three beautiful female
psychics, after losing the limitations of their physical bodies, exerted their greatest psychic power and sealed the evil spirit after death.

However, sealing a spirit requires a host, usually a rare stone, sacred tree, or similar object. But the spirit sisters
feared that sealing it in a normal natural environment would unleash the evil spirit unintentionally, bringing catastrophe to humanity. After all, their entire family
had already sacrificed themselves, and many had chosen to enter the Three Paths of the Saints. Their
power to remain in the mortal world to help fight this evil spirit was very limited. Therefore, they had to seal the evil spirit within a human body. Having no other choice at the time,
they actually… they actually…

Well-meaning readers should have guessed it by now: the three of them sealed the evil spirit within me, who possessed a spiritual constitution.
And because I had lost my penis, they made the evil spirit take the shape of a penis and reside between my legs, becoming
the most powerful, and also the most shameful, spiritual weapon in history.

From now on, when I need to exorcise spirits, I just need to pull down my pants and shout: "Namo Amitabha Buddha, the Great Compassionate and Merciful Savior from Suffering, the Greatly Responsive
White-Robed Guanyin, come out, you ghost penis!" and I can save all sentient beings.

Chapter 1: The Exorcism at the Minxiong Haunted House

Having acquired complete (?) spiritual abilities, my first thought was to seek
revenge on the evil spirits that had repeatedly caused my failures in job interviews and teaching trials. My first target was the Minxiong Haunted House in Minxiong Township, Chiayi County.

Actually, I'm from Chiayi myself, so I roughly know the history of the Minxiong Haunted House. Although everyone vividly describes
how fierce and powerful the ghosts inside are, what I know is that the Minxiong Haunted House is simply the abandoned ancestral property of a local wealthy family
, not the haunted house where many people died as rumored, leading to its possession by spirits.

The most common ghost stories about it are the Japanese soldiers' garrisoning incident and the incident of a wealthy man's daughter being humiliated and
thrown into a well .

Note: The Japanese soldiers' garrisoning incident—During the Japanese occupation, the haunted house was already abandoned, so a group of Japanese soldiers garrisoned it
overnight. In the middle of the night, the sentry spotted a suspicious figure, and after calling out to them without response, fired a warning shot, waking the others. After
a burst of gunfire, all the Japanese soldiers were killed. Investigators, through ballistic comparison, discovered that their wounds contained
bullets fired from their own guns!

Although I always thought these were just rumors, I was genuinely
possessed , so to clarify the truth, I went with the three girls from my ghostly body.

Let me briefly introduce them. These three psychic sisters are eighth-grade girls. Other psychic in the family
are supposed to be proficient in all sorts of skills, but in reality, if you focus on mental healing, you can't master
incantations you're skilled in martial arts, you can't concentrate and unleash the full power of scriptures. So these
three sisters, only one year apart, rely on their exceptional teamwork. Unlike others who are jacks-of-all-trades and master of none, they
each specialize in their areas of expertise, complementing each other to achieve a power greater than 3.

The eldest sister, Zhang Xiaoci, specializes in mental healing. She can perform mental healing like the "Zhang Ying," a master of telekinesis from the mainland
, and even repair minor physical injuries. I asked Xiaoci
if they were from the same family since they all shared the surname Zhang. Xiaoci said Zhang Ying was a traitor who ran away from their family. She wasn't skilled in magic and only made money by swindling.
The family didn't even acknowledge her; she was essentially expelled.
She was also skilled in some Indian techniques that allowed one to remove affected parts of the body with bare hands. She was essentially the support staff for the trio. She was
about 160cm tall, with waist-length hair, and liked to dress in blue.

The second sister, Zhang Xiaojie, was skilled in sealing and attack spells.
She was adept at setting up protective barriers for others or trapping and slowly guiding bound spirits to their afterlife. However, her favorite thing to do was throw spell
darts to obliterate evil spirits, often earning her scolding from her eldest sister. Her eldest sister always hoped to fulfill the spirits'
attachment to the human world and guide them back to the Dharma realm for reincarnation, rather than sending them directly into the "
nothingness . Zhang Xiaojie was slightly taller than her sister and usually wore a ponytail and jeans.

The younger sister, Zhang Xiaozhen, excels in offensive spells and physical combat, making her a top-tier fighter. She can
even materialize her mental energy into weapons to attack her opponents; coupled with her 172cm height, she has never
lost a fight. Xiaozhen has short hair and usually wears denim shorts and a leather jacket. All three are beautiful and
charming , and although their styles are quite different, each has its own captivating appeal.

They can usually materialize their spirits (a technique called Yang Shen) and act like ordinary people.
Because they possessed high-level spirituality in life, they are not afraid of Yang energy after death, so they can appear and move around freely in broad daylight
, unlike ordinary spirits that have to hide. However, since the evil spirit inside my penis is still in a dormant state
, two of them usually stay inside me to seal its power and replenish its pure Yang energy.

Today, we're dealing with the evil spirit of the Minxiong Haunted House. According to rumors, it might be a bound spirit
formed , and it seems to lack the ability to attack proactively. So, I asked my second sister, Xiaojie, and third sister, Xiaozhen, to stay
and seal the evil spirit, while my eldest sister, Xiaoci, used her Yang Shen technique to appear in her true form and assist me.

By the way, I must clarify that I have never had any impure thoughts towards these three beauties; they are
my saviors! And since their spirits entered my penis, I can no longer do
anything naughty—they would immediately notice if I had any impure thoughts. Although I don't know
how they would react if they found out, I dare not try.

To facilitate contact with the spirit, we visited the Minxiong Haunted House at 1 AM. It really is just an ordinary
ruin, well, barely qualifying as a third-grade historical site, but unfortunately, it's poorly maintained, with graffiti and vandalism everywhere. Although
the Minxiong Haunted House looks like just an ordinary three-story historical site, I definitely felt a powerful spiritual force.

A seven-character poem hangs in the entrance hall: Tonight, Mount Emei weeps blood red, the drunken moon once played with the phoenix in the courtyard.

The wind and clouds change color, the jade maiden's lament is heard, blood is spilled in the western sky, the setting sun is red.

These few lines were fabricated by a busybody; they possessed no spiritual power themselves, yet they so perfectly matched the legendary
storyline that I couldn't help but shudder after reading them. Although I knew that
under the protection of Ghost Dick and the three Zhang sisters with their spiritual abilities, no spirit in this world could harm me, I still felt the resentment emanating from the words.

Getting back to the point, after reading the seven-character poem at the entrance, Xiao Ci and I cautiously entered the front yard of the Minxiong Haunted House.
Moonlight filtered through the old, canopy-like tree into the overgrown courtyard, casting dappled shadows on the ground that were indeed somewhat eerie. Because I was still unclear about Ghost Dick's purpose and what kind of evil spirit lurked inside the haunted house, I still wanted to rely on the powerful spiritualist
beside me, so I glanced at Zhang Xiao Ci. Unexpectedly, Zhang Xiaoci frightenedly grabbed my hand and leaned against me. I feigned composure and asked, "A psychic is afraid of haunted houses?" Her face flushed, and she whispered, "Some evil spirits look terrifying." Having achieved a slight spiritual connection with her, I immediately pictured her calmly setting up a barrier, while Zhang Xiaojie and Zhang Xiaozhen went on a killing spree to exorcise the spirits. The two of them, like cold-blooded killers, sent the spirits to their deaths, while Zhang Xiaoci, with a pained expression, watched through her hands covering her face as her two twisted sisters tormented the evil spirits. Looking at her adorable, submissive appearance, I couldn't help but feel a surge of sweetness in my heart. With such a lovely beauty by my side, I wouldn't be afraid of any evil spirits. Just as I thought this, Xiaoci's grip on my hand suddenly tightened. I winced in pain and turned to look at her. She had her eyes , her limbs and body trembling uncontrollably. Pointing behind me, she cried, "Evil spirits! Evil spirits!" Trembling, I slowly turned around at an angle of one degree per second, afraid that a sudden turn would frighten me with the terrifying sight. I swallowed hard to calm my nerves, but a minute later, I realized there was no sign of any ghosts around. "Hey, miss, are you at Zhuang Xiaowei?" I asked. She was still jumping around in fear, pointing directly at the house ahead. Confirming there were no ghosts, I grabbed her hands covering her eyes and pulled them down forcefully, saying, " Look for yourself, there are no evil spirits." After I pulled her hands away, she mustered her courage and opened her eyes, only to immediately close them again. Her hands then began pounding on me like drums, screaming at the top of her lungs, "There are definitely some! Damn you!" At the time, I only knew it was Sichuan dialect; I didn't know it was such a vile and offensive language! "Lin Niang, is that alright? I can't see anything." I was partly uneasy and partly felt she was playing a trick on me, so I swore in Taiwanese slang. Neither of us could understand the other's swear words, that's fair. At that moment, Xiao Jie and Xiao Zhen beneath me communicated telepathically, telling me, "You've lost your clairvoyance, so you can't see the evil spirits your sister sees." Ah, how could this be? Before, even when I didn't want to see them, I saw them everywhere, causing spirits to desperately try to get close to me, hoping I would grant their wishes. Why can't I see them now? "Because before you couldn't control your latent, powerful spiritual energy, now, thanks to our help, you can control your spiritual abilities." "Then why can't I see spirits when I want to?" I asked, puzzled. "Because you sealed us and the evil spirits inside your little brother, so your little brother has to function to activate the floating connection of spiritual energy and control it at will." "Huh? So, functioning means I need to pee here?" I asked awkwardly. "No, it's about making it hard," Xiaojie said shyly in a barely audible voice. "Really? You need an erection to have spiritual vision?" I was so surprised to learn that my spiritual weapon was so complicated; I just wanted to die. "Before, your penis was functioning normally and was the center of your yang energy, so your spiritual abilities existed along with it. Now that your penis is gone, to re-establish the connection between yang energy and spiritual abilities, the yang spirit penis we created needs to be in its most vigorous state, ideally when a lot of blood is flowing through it—what's commonly known as an erection," Zhang Xiaojie explained smugly. "Hmm, that makes sense, but do you think it's easy to make a penis bigger?" I said expressionlessly, straightening my back and coldly pointing to my lower body. "Is it that hard? You just make it hard," Zhang Xiaojie asked suspiciously. "Damn, you think guys can just get hard whenever they want?!" I could guess these girls had n't had much sexual experience since they'd been practicing martial arts since childhood, but this was still ridiculous. They actually thought guys could control whether or not they got an erection with their brains . "Huh? We thought you could control it freely, that's why we sealed it here..." The eldest sister, Zhang Xiaoci, only just realized the seriousness of the situation and muttered to herself in disbelief. "Holy crap, does this mean I have to carry a low-level erotic novel like 'University Criminal Law' with me every time I exorcise a ghost ? My god, didn't you guys think about this when you sealed the evil spirit inside me?" I asked angrily . "Then why don't you perform a ritual to help us pass on to the afterlife? Oh... your little penis is gone." Xiaozhen, being the most straightforward, replied with a sarcastic remark. "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have used that tone. Let me calm down and think of a solution." I had just lowered my head when I noticed that Xiaoci, who had been too afraid to open her eyes, was now hurriedly heading towards the haunted house. I grabbed her and asked, "What are you doing? Weren't you scared to death? Why did you go over there?" "I can't just stand by and do nothing, that girl is so pitiful." Zhang Xiaoci stamped her foot and bit her lower lip tightly. I was completely baffled and quickly asked her what she saw. Xiaoci then said that what she saw matched one of the legends of the haunted house in Minxiong: a man dressed in what appeared to be a wealthy man, drunk on a full moon night, had taken a wicked liking to a maid who served him and was about to sexually assault her. "Aren't you going to hurry up and use your ghost penis to save that girl?" Xiaoci urged me with a rare look of anxiety. I wanted to use my spiritual power too, but how could I get an erection right now? I broke out in a sweat of anxiety, not knowing what to do. "I guess I'll have to do this." Xiaoci muttered to herself as if she had made up her mind, then turned around and ripped my outer pants off ! I was shocked and quickly tried to put my pants back on. Xiaoci grabbed my hand, looked earnestly into my eyes and said, "This is unavoidable, don't get the wrong idea." Waaah, I should have worn jeans! My pants are so easy to take off! I never imagined my first experience of having my pants pulled down by a girl would happen under such a tense situation. I wanted to struggle again. Xiaoci continued, "That girl is about to be violated, I can't just stand by and watch her be bullied."

Sigh, so to prevent that maid from being humiliated by the master, I was destined to be humiliated by Xiao Ci.

Although I pretended to be helpless and unwilling, asking Xiao Ci to find a way to make me erect, I
was actually
incredibly excited thinking that I hadn't had any liberation since returning from Sichuan, and now a beautiful girl was going to great lengths to make me hard.

She pulled down my underwear, shyly squatted in front of my limp penis, and with her slender hands
, she cupped my testicles in one hand and carefully lifted my penis with the other, slowly rubbing it back and forth.

"Please, miss, that's not how you do it, call your manager out." I was left feeling unsatisfied and
couldn't help but feel disappointed.

"Manager?" she asked suspiciously.

"No, just kidding." Oh dear, I accidentally mistook her for a working lady.

"Then how do you do it? I've only watched a few porn movies, I don't know how to make a guy get an erection." She stared at me from below with her big, watery eyes, completely
innocent .

"You were the one who was in such a hurry to take off my pants just now, and now you're the one who doesn't know how to do it, tsk tsk tsk." I said
irritably .

She asked shyly, "So how exactly do I do it?" As she spoke, she looked back at the haunted house,
looking very anxious.

"Would you do anything to save that girl?" I asked seriously, my lower body bare, my hands on
Xiaoci's shoulders as she squatted down, my penis less than 10 centimeters from her mouth.

She nodded shyly and said, "Mmm." Hearing her agree,
the song Hallelujah kept ringing in my ears.

"Well then, I'll say it, first lift your skirt up to your knees." I took a few steps back, wanting to get a full
-screen view of her beauty.

Although Xiaoci didn't know what I wanted to do, she did as I said in order to save the girl.

She shyly lifted her light blue dress with both hands, revealing her fair calves. Although she didn't have a model's
figure, her legs were exceptional, long and slender, unlike
the slender legs that most Sichuan girls develop from years of hiking.

"Then, hold your skirt with one hand to maintain your current height, and lift your top with the other to reveal your
bra ."

"Why do I have to do that?" she asked anxiously, puzzled.

"Just do it! Hurry up!" I was overcome with lust, wanting to see more of Xiaoci striking various alluring poses, and
I managed to suppress my erection. After all, who knows when I'd have another chance like this.

"What's a bra?" "Um, a bust size." Our communication sometimes had a little hiccup like this.

"Oh." She lowered her head, not daring to look me in the eye, and obediently lifted her top, revealing her pale yellow
bra .

I slowly approached her, gently brushing aside her long, tangled hair. I lifted her chin, tilting her head back so
I could look down at her, taking in her breasts and cleavage. I estimated Xiaoci's bust was probably a C-cup
; I personally prefer that shape, anything too big feels nauseating. She was truly perfect—long legs, full
breasts. I slipped my hand under her skirt, lightly caressing the cleft between her thighs. She flinched, but
wanting me to get an erection quickly, and not daring to disobey, she clenched her teeth, allowing me to freely caress her
thighs.

My hands became increasingly unruly, gradually moving towards the juncture of her thighs. She initially resisted my
advances, but after I gently stroked her thighs for a while, the grip on her legs seemed to loosen considerably. While one hand
caressed her thigh, the other wasn't idle either, lightly placing it on her bra and gently kneading her breasts through it. I
then passionately leaned in and gently kissed her soft lips.

She had been enjoying it all with her eyes closed. I watched as my penis was about to harden. Her two younger sisters would surely
inform their older sister that I was already erect and no longer needed to cooperate. I had no choice but to steel myself and,
as my penis awakened, reach towards Xiaoci's crotch, the most secret place a woman could have. But
she grabbed it, her previous ecstatic expression vanishing, replaced by a smug gleam in her eyes. She pouted and said,
"Hehe, you finally got hard, didn't you?" Damn it, how could she know I got hard at that moment? It must have been her
two damned sisters who told her.

I tried to explain, "No, let me tell you, what guys call getting hard..." Xiao Jie and Xiao Zhen didn't give me
a chance to explain, and they pulled me towards the haunted house from inside my body. Can you imagine
the pain of someone dragging your penis forward?

As they pulled me, I saw the ghostly phenomenon before me. Wow, it was like
a scene . The dilapidated haunted house, whose partitions had been broken through, had been restored to its former grandeur. The red-brick building exuded nobility,
but a lewd scene was unfolding in the antique living room.

In the living room, a drunken master was cornering a maid against the wall, walking towards her step by step. The maid's
top was torn, revealing her undergarment, and her breasts could be vaguely seen from the side. No matter
how much cried and screamed, no one came to help. Her hair was disheveled, and her face was streaked with tears, but it was clear she was
young and quite attractive. "Damn, how can you do this? That's too cruel!

" Xiao Ci yelled from the side. "Hurry up!

" "Alright, Namo Amitabha Buddha, come out, you ghost dick!"

What was just erect was the yang spirit they created. Now, in accordance with my own will, what's revealed is the true
ultimate spiritual weapon—the ghost dick, its body erect and its spirit awakened along with the spiritual power of the two girls inside
!

Since returning from Sichuan Province in mainland China, I haven't had a chance to get an erection because I've been monitored by these three women,
and I didn't want them to see me doing anything naughty. I didn't expect that today, when I got an erection for the first time, I would discover
that my little dick, which seemed no different from before, was actually such a huge thing. Hahaha, thinking about how
powerful my sex life will be from now on, I couldn't help but shout, "I'm lucky! I'm lucky!"

Now my little dick is no longer a Desert Eagle, it's an M110 self-propelled cannon! It's almost 20
centimeters long! No wonder it's called a ghost dick!

But oh dear, how am I supposed to deal with him? He's not going to make me stab that rich man's asshole, is he?! I wondered
anxiously .

Turning to look at Xiao Ci, I saw her brows furrowed. "What's wrong? Is there a problem?" Seeing such a
powerful psychic looking troubled, I asked with some concern.

"This might not be a bound spirit," Xiao Ci murmured.

It turned out that the two spirits before me were not earthbound spirits. Legend had it that the maidservant, unwilling to endure humiliation, hanged herself or
threw herself into a well, but the wealthy man didn't die from that, so he shouldn't be here. The wealthy man before me
wasn't a real spirit, but rather an illusion formed from the maidservant's resentment. Therefore, even if I wanted to force the wealthy man to
become a Buddha I couldn't find a target.

"Then that girl will have to endure this pain repeatedly every day?" I asked.

"I'll try." After saying that, Zhang Xiaoci began reciting the "Lotus Sutra." The already solemn Buddhist scripture, combined with
her gentle and dignified tone, could make even the living, let alone spirits, feel the beauty of the Western Paradise.

"No," Xiao Ci frowned. "Her resentment is too deep. It would take me several days to directly chant sutras
to help her pass on. Using a ghost penis is faster."

"If you use a ghost penis to help her become a Buddha now, she can escape from here. When she committed suicide, she was only thinking about
revenge, so she didn't see the guiding light emanating from the Western Paradise. If you can help her feel
the joy of being human again, perhaps she will forget about revenge and become a Buddha," Xiao Ci said uncertainly.

Hearing this, I understood. She wanted me to use a ghost penis on her. I couldn't wait to ask, "Is it okay now?
Can I help her become a Buddha now?"

Hmm, great. Fortunately, these three young ladies are inexperienced and won't object to my bestial behavior.
I asked Xiao Ci to wait outside while I used my spiritual power to restrain the wealthy man and prevent him from interfering with me. Then
I walked into the haunted house without any qualms.

I had already reached the maid, but she was still facing the wealthy man with a panicked expression, seemingly unaware of my presence.
I called to her, but she ignored me until I gently touched her shoulder. She jumped in fright
and looked up, realizing she couldn't see or hear me. It was already 3 a.m.,
and I had to finish this quickly, so I had no choice but to force myself on her. I had no time to consider any chivalry; partly,
I wanted to help her achieve enlightenment quickly, and partly, my groin was still aching from Xiao Ci's earlier actions, and I wanted to have some pleasure.

I ripped off the remaining scraps of cloth and her bodice, exposing her beautiful body to me.
She cried and screamed while trying to cover herself, kicking and thrashing about. The wealthy man, seeing the maid's top
fall down so strangely, revealing her full breasts, lewdly licked his lips, wanting to approach her and commit his bestial act. With my ghostly
penis functioning, the spiritual connection between my elder sister Xiaoci and me was activated, and she set up a scripture barrier to temporarily
trap the wealthy man, preventing him from ruining our good time. However, I wondered to myself, "Oh no, after finishing with the maid, am I supposed to
go after the wealthy man? Otherwise,
how am I supposed to help his spirit pass on?" Ah, this one isn't the real wealthy man, so I probably don't need to do it. But what if I encounter a male ghost in the future? I'll just threaten the author to end the serialization.
Hmm, that's what I've decided!

I grabbed the maid's hands with my right hand, straddled her, and teased her nipples with my ghostly penis while
rubbing her breasts with my left hand, trying to get her into the mood. I lowered my head and licked her nipples
with , gently biting them with my teeth, and occasionally kissing her earlobes. Although she was still resisting, it was clear
that she was somewhat enjoying the process.

I struck while the iron was hot, grabbing her outer pants and trying to pull them down. She twisted her legs and waist in resistance,
but I had no time to consider her feelings; I just pulled them off with all my might. Unexpectedly, her paradise was right before my eyes. It turned out I had
grabbed , and once the pants were off, her alluring genitals were exposed. This maid's pubic hair was sparse,
and her labia were a pale pink.

I gently stroked the base of her sparse pubic hair with my penis, the glans circling her labia majora. Only after
confirming she was aroused did I carefully and slowly insert the tip of my penis into her vagina.

Less than three centimeters in, I saw her brow furrow. I was certain she was still a virgin, so I dared not be presumptuous.
I could only take three steps forward and two steps back, gently stimulating her vaginal walls, letting her experience the pleasure of male and female contact.

After a few minutes, she finally stopped resisting, simply lying there obediently with her eyes closed, letting me have my way with her. I increased
the force and depth of penetration with each thrust, but I knew the ghost penis was too long, so I could only aim for about 5 centimeters.

Once I was sure she wouldn't be in as much pain as before, I let about a third of the ghost penis enter her vagina.
Then I changed positions, even picking her up and circling the haunted house several times while fucking her
. Our sweat and her vaginal fluids were faintly visible on the floor.

At this moment, Xiao Ci outside loudly reminded me: "Hey, I can feel her desire to become a Buddha!
Quickly use the White-Robed Guanyin Sutra to help her transcend!"

I had no choice but to speed up my fucking, chanting the sutra breathlessly. Five minutes later, I ejaculated,
and the moment the warm semen sprayed onto her cervix, she smiled contentedly, turning into a ball of light and heading towards
the Western Paradise, leaving me exhausted but satisfied, savoring the hard-fought battle.

The wealthy man was still there, which was strange. The victim had supposedly attained enlightenment, yet the illusion persisted
. We were completely baffled .

After tidying up, we returned to our hotel to rest, planning to visit the Minxiong Haunted House again the following night.

Upon our revisit,
we were astonished to see the maid who had supposedly attained enlightenment earlier that morning being brutally raped by the wealthy man. It dawned on us then that these spiritual phenomena weren't
caused by the girl's vengeful spirit, but rather by so-called living spirits.

In reality, the Minxiong Haunted House has no ghosts, and no one has ever died there. However, the excessive sensationalism by unscrupulous novelists and ignorant
television stations has created an astonishing energy
within the house, fueled by public imagination and fear, similar to the phenomena seen in Fengdu, the ghost city in Sichuan. Therefore, these spirits are inexhaustible
and numerous. As long as the public harbors fear of this place, these spirits will exist forever, occasionally
even harming local residents or causing university students to crash their bikes or fail their exams. Sometimes,
irresponsible media can cause harm to society a thousand times more terrifying than ghosts.

Chapter Two: A Faint Sorrow

After acquiring the inconvenient spiritual abilities from the exorcism incident, I finally passed
the audition for a substitute teacher position at a private high school in Chiayi County, becoming a civics teacher and part-time homeroom teacher for a first-year high school class.

I heard that my teaching demonstration score was actually quite good, but the academic affairs director, that lecherous guy, saw
Zhang Xiaojie , and, wanting to get close to her and hopefully have a chance to pursue this beautiful girl with a ponytail,
gave me a high score in the oral exam; the entire oral exam didn't ask about my educational experience or philosophy, but only about my relationship with Zhang Xiaojie! Fortunately...
I was quick-witted and made up an excuse, saying she was my cousin. Hearing that she wasn't my girlfriend but a relative, the nearly
40-year-old academic director's eyes lit up. Didn't he realize he was almost 20 years older than her?

But if you're so capable, go for it! Humph, Zhang Xiaojie is all show and no substance.
You'll find this gossipy old hag unbearable after living with her for a few days.

"Hello everyone, I'm your mentor, Yan Qihao. When you see me, call me 'Old Jeremy Lin' like you would a retired
Jeremy Lin !" Not counting my internship, this was the first
class I'd ever taught, and I excitedly started with a corny joke. The students cooperated, shivering in the
sweltering , rubbing their arms vigorously.

However, these innocent country kids quickly became my friends, and I enthusiastically and responsibly
helped them with everything, big and small. With my hands on my hips and leaning back, I proudly declared, "I'm studying
civics , which includes a lot of legal and economic knowledge, and I also minored in English. So please
don't hesitate to ask for help if you can!"

Just a few days after taking over the tutoring class, during lunch break, a pretty girl from my first-year class
came to , accompanied by a seemingly stronger-looking girl who kept comforting her. She must
have really needed help with something important.

"Teacher… my penis…" she sobbed, unable to speak clearly. I felt guilty, thinking to myself, "Oh no,
what if she discovers my penis is fake? Or maybe my pants are too tight, and the shape of my penis that usually shows through my pants
is offensive to them?"

"Teacher, the chickens in my coop were killed..." She finally managed to say something
coherent .

"Chickens raised in a coop are bound to be killed someday, aren't they?" I didn't really understand what was making her so upset . I was about to tell her, "Here, have a chicken wing to calm your nerves." I quickly hid the
six-piece bucket of leftover KFC chicken on the table . "Ugh... Listen to me first!" Damn it, the girl who came with her interrupted me like a delinquent . "I'll explain for you." The delinquent girl patted the crying student and then explained the whole story . Apparently, the student's family's chicken farm had been vandalized. Some chickens had escaped, causing losses to the family, and there were a lot of chicken carcasses in the coop. However, the carcasses were not intact; most of them had wounds. Some chickens had their legs torn off, some had their wings broken apart, and some had even been decapitated. The scene was a complete mess, with chicken feathers and carcasses scattered everywhere, clearly indicating that wild animals had wandered in and feasted on them. The sobbing girl was named Lin Yujing, one of the most popular students in the class. As far as I know, she 's gentle and kind, so it's no wonder she's crying so much. "I have to eat the chicken, and I'm not a vegetarian, but life should die a worthy death. If you kill someone, you should let their flesh nourish your life, not waste it. This kind of behavior should be condemned!" Hearing this filled me with righteous indignation. I had to go see if it was a Formosan black bear or some other wild animal that did this . After school, before the sun went down, I rushed to Lin Yujing's family's chicken farm to check the situation. Yes, the damage was indeed severe. I think the one capable of such destruction must be a Formosan black bear. Black bear, once I learn my invincible whirlwind technique, I will definitely come and challenge you! Damn, if it really was a black bear, there's nothing I can do to help. A black bear that's been stabbed by a ghost won't turn into anything else. I'd better take my leave! "Teacher, thank you for your concern and for coming all this way." Yu Jing's parents kept nodding to express their gratitude, putting me in a bit of a dilemma. Okay, if I had iron gloves, I'd dare fight it, but black bears don't know their own strength, so please buy me insurance first. Knowing that Lin Yu Jing's family would be lying in wait near the chicken coop tonight to see who this culprit was, and seeing so many people participating, there shouldn't be any danger. Besides, wild black bears aren't something you see often , so I promised them I would be there tonight too. According to statistics, 2 AM to 4 AM is when humans are sleeping the most soundly, and it's also when thefts are most likely to occur. This black bear probably knows this too. Judging from the state of the dead chickens, we can estimate that it committed the crime around this time. As mentioned before, two of the Zhang sisters usually have to stay inside my penis to seal the evil spirit, and the remaining one can't be too far away from me, because she has an obligation to protect me. If the evil spirit's energy isn't permanently sealed or redeemed before my passing, it will break free and harm humanity. Therefore, to prevent me from dying at the hands of the Formosan black bear, I asked Zhang Xiaozhen, the most agile person who might not even lose a one-on-one fight to the Formosan black bear, to accompany me tonight . But since we are both young, to avoid gossip, she didn't stay with me but lay in ambush nearby, ready to rescue me if I were in danger. Yujing's family and I waited from around 1 a.m. until nearly 4 a.m. Aside from the chirping of insects and the croaking of frogs, we only saw fireflies flitting across the night sky. Actually, the fireflies, the autumn breeze, and the casual conversation were quite pleasant. Around 2 a.m., Yujing's mother went home to rest because she had to sell vegetables at the market the next day. Later, Yujing's uncle's family also went home, leaving Yujing's father and me behind. If anything happened, their family lived nearby and could immediately come to our aid. By 4 a.m., with dawn approaching, I realized there would be no progress tonight, so I left with Yujing's father. But as soon as I got on my motorcycle and circled the area to meet Zhang Xiaozhen and take her home, I suddenly sensed an eerie atmosphere. Watching Yujing's father's headlights fade into the distance, I suddenly realized that the chirping of insects and croaking of frogs around us had all stopped instantly. Damn, if that clueless bear were to cause trouble now, could Zhang Xiaozhen and I handle it? Hmm, with my meager telepathic abilities, Zhang Xiaozhen's images of her single-handedly fighting tigers . So I took Zhang Xiaozhen back to the chicken farm. Sure enough, in a corner outside the farm, the chickens were clearly restless, their wings flapping and the rooster's mournful crowing filling the air. Zhang Xiaozhen and I went closer to take a look and saw a woman squatting in the corner of the chicken coop where it had been damaged. Huh?

Have Yujing's family noticed the commotion at the chicken farm and come to repair the damage? And what about the black bear?
Did it finish its buffet and run away?

"Big sister." The motorcycle was parked right in front of the chicken farm, and Zhang Xiaozhen and I walked towards her side-by-side without any hesitation.
She didn't seem to notice the motorcycle approaching or the sound of our footsteps. Out of politeness, I called out
to to avoid startling her in the darkness.

"Big sister, I'm Yujing's teacher. I was here this afternoon." She was probably focused on repairing the parts of the chicken coop damaged by
the black bear and didn't even notice me standing behind her. I reached out and gently patted her.

The moment I reached out, I realized something was strange about her. She didn't seem to be repairing the chicken coop; instead, she seemed to be
forcefully prying open the surrounding fence.

"Watch out!" Zhang Xiaozhen had barely spoken to stop me from putting my arm around the woman's shoulder when the woman
turned around , clutching a dead chicken carcass that was reflexively twitching. She opened her blood-red
maw and lunged at me!

"Gah...gah..." she uttered meaningless syllables. In desperation, I could only use my hands to brace her
jaws, preventing her from biting me.

Fortunately, her movements were very mechanical; she didn't use coordination to attack. She was simply
acting on a basic human desire, stretching her neck to bite me. She treated me like food,
like the headless, blood-soaked chicken carcass in her hand.

"How could this be!?" I asked Zhang Xiaozhen, bracing her jaws. At this moment, I also noticed
that although this woman looked young, her eyes were extremely strange. Her slightly upturned and lifeless eyes, and her movements, were surprisingly
agile . She looked like a walking corpse, but her movements were not like those of the zombies in TV series The Walking Dead. She
was basically 70% similar to a living person.

Seeing this, Zhang Xiaozhen immediately gave her a side kick, and she immediately fell down. Then she finally uttered a
syllable that I could confirm: "It hurts... Oh... Oh... It hurts..."

Holy crap, is this a zombie? How can she cry out in pain! I saw her rubbing her ribs for a while. It seemed that she
could feel pain. Moreover, when I supported her jaw, I could feel that she had body temperature!

She was wearing a white dress, but it was obvious that her clothes were covered in dust, as if she had been buried in the ground.
Her hair was also covered with yellow soil, as if she had just crawled out of a grave!

"Is this a zombie?" I asked Zhang Xiaozhen in a panic when I saw this kind of "object" for the first time.

"I can't explain it." Zhang Xiaozhen calmly stared at the zombie's movements, but being physically strong but simple-minded,
she couldn't explain what to call the humanoid "object" in front of her.

At this moment, Zhang Xiaoci, who was between my legs, spoke up: "This phenomenon is very rare. After a person dies, the soul should leave the body and
enter the Six Paths of Reincarnation or the Three Realms. What we call the soul is actually that each cell has
its Death is a gradual process until all the spirits in all the cells leave the body, and then there is complete death.
If another spirit enters the body immediately after the spirit leaves, it is called 'resurrection through a corpse.'
It's not difficult for a cell to die unexpectedly before the body decays, and then be revived by another spirit; however, the human
body is composed of 60 trillion to 300 trillion cells. After a person dies, it takes for all those cells in the body to have spirits
enter them to restore physiology." The process is extremely complex, making cases of possession and resurrection very rare throughout history.
Under specific circumstances, the part of the body capable of generating normal human consciousness—that is, the spirit controlling the brain—has left
the body , but the spirits of other parts of the body haven't left, or the spirits of various cells have entered the recently deceased body, but
the spirit of consciousness hasn't followed. This creates a phenomenon resembling a walking corpse. "

Damn, there's a mass grave near the chicken farm, and with so many chickens here having suffered from fowl plague, typhoons
, etc. , the frequency of spirit exchange must be extremely high. If the spirits of muscle, nerve, and bone cells
were to enter the body of a recently deceased human, it's indeed possible to restore the body's mechanical functions. But this female corpse
only has the spirits of the brain's olfactory, visual, and language cells entered; the actual thinking part is missing. Otherwise,
it would be a complete possession and resurrection!"

"Huh? I'm not even erect yet, how can I see her?" I realized then that
the reason I was so careless and almost got bitten was because I thought I couldn't see any spirits anymore, so when I saw her
squatting there, I naturally assumed she was a normal person.

"You idiot, your comprehension is terrible! You can't see her spirit now, but her body cells and
tissues are right there, of course you can see them; not only can you see them, everyone in this world can see them, so
hurry up and help her pass on, don't scare away the general public." Zhang Xiaozhen swung her arms, as if she was about to do something big.

I looked at this young girl's strange body, she should be lying down to rest but she wasn't, here to
torture and kill chickens to fill her stomach, I actually felt more pity than fear. She should be buried in peace, maintaining a human
form like this, is it because she thinks it's better to live a miserable life than to die? Her relatives would be heartbroken to see this.

She groaned for a while, then got up again, but this time her target was no longer chickens. Two larger
live animals were right in front of her. She naturally abandoned the chickens and didn't dare covet Zhang Xiaozhen, who had just kicked her.
Instead, she chose the weakest target and walked straight towards me.

"Hahaha, watch me break her neck with one kick! After her spirit leaves her body, I'll perform a ritual
to guide her soul to the afterlife!" Zhang Xiaozhen shook her leg, stretching her entire body, and then seemed about to unleash
some kind of unseen kick or a powerful kick.

This zombie was very young; if it weren't for her lifeless eyes staring at me, her features would indeed be those of a pretty girl.
And although she was a zombie, to satisfy her five senses—after all, she still needed her eyes to clearly see
her prey, her ears to hear sounds, and her mouth to eat—she had kept her face very clean,
not looking like a female ghost from a horror movie. Her family must be devastated by her passing at such a young age
. Having interacted with so many high school kids, I couldn't bear to let Zhang Xiaozhen use "her way" to help
this spirit pass on.

"Would our method from last time have worked?" I wasn't just trying to satisfy my own desires;
I genuinely felt sorry for the body before me. Even my older sister, Zhang Xiaoci, inside my penis, deeply agreed. You
see, sealing evil spirits inside my penis usually requires immense spiritual power, and they wouldn't use
telepathy Yet, in just a few minutes, my older sister had already conveyed so much advice to me.
It was clear how much she wanted us to perform a ritual to help this young zombie girl pass away peacefully, rather than having her neck broken
and twisted in a gruesome state before she could rest in peace. Even if her family wouldn't visit her
again

it was clear they wouldn't come to see her again. "Fine, fine..." Zhang Xiaozhen spread her hands outwards, looking helplessly resigned, and then walked
past me to the young zombie girl, sticking her head out to reveal her fair neck, indicating that the girl should come and gnaw on it.

What was this move? A princess offering her head?

Before I could even figure out what was going on, the young zombie girl had already opened her mouth and lunged at Zhang Xiaozhen, but Zhang
Xiaozhen immediately and nimbly spun around in the direction her head was turned, her agile steps allowing her to somehow
end up behind the young zombie girl.

She lifted the zombie girl from under her arms with both hands, inserted her legs inside the zombie girl's thighs, then
spread them apart and hooked them together, before leaning back, turning the zombie girl into a starfish position with her legs spread wide, lying supine on the ground.
Zhang Xiaozhen became a cushion, bending her arms and legs to restrain the zombie girl.

Ah, this is much more convenient. Not only is the zombie girl subdued, but with Zhang Xiaozhen as a cushion,
the position of her genitals is also relatively elevated, making it much easier for me to penetrate.

So I immediately knelt down in front of the zombie girl's crotch, but fearing that the stench of the corpse would prevent my limp penis from penetrating,
I held my breath and nervously lifted the zombie girl's lace skirt. To facilitate entry into the vagina, I
ripped open the already slightly torn pure white thin panties. Sigh, she was buried dressed so beautifully; her family must have
been filled with reluctance. I really wish that after she has been laid to rest, her family could see her peaceful and beautiful face one last time, so
they know that she is doing well in another world.

To my surprise, when I pulled down her panties, I didn't smell any fishy or corpse odor. There was only a faint
smell of earth mixed with grass and a faint girlish fragrance. I glanced at Zhang Xiaozhen with delight, and she said
irritably , "Idiot, since almost every cell in her body has been infiltrated by spirits, and she has body temperature and her physiological
functions are mostly normal because she has been eating, of course her body won't rot. Once the beneficial bacteria in her vagina
take effect, of course there won't be any odor. Don't you know that a girl's vagina is much cleaner than a boy's?"

So I stopped holding my breath, but the girl zombie struggled quite a bit. She didn't know what I was going to
do , and was just instinctively trying to break free from Zhang Xiaozhen's restraints. Her buttocks twisted even more. If you didn't
see her ferocious expression, just looking at her swaying girlish vulva was actually quite arousing.

I don't know why, even though she was struggling so frantically, I seemed to empathize with her
and wanted to cherish her last act of lovemaking in this world. Like someone possessed, I gently stroked her thighs,
trying to arouse her desire as if she were my lover, if her cells still functioned.

I couldn't bear to tear her almost naked clothes any further. I caressed her breasts through her white dress, slipping
my hands inside her bra from her shoulders, cupping her full, soft breasts, and
gently pinching her nipples with my index and middle fingers, hoping she would remember one of the greatest pleasures in the world.

After my careful foreplay, the young, seemingly lifeless girl, though still opening her mouth to bite me, noticeably
reduced the width of her jaw and even let out soft moans!

I was also captivated by her alluring body. Finally,
the moment my fingers gently parted the girl's labia majora and touched her vaginal fluids, I quickly pulled down my outer pants and shouted, "Namo Amitabha Buddha, the Greatly Compassionate and Merciful Savior from Suffering, the Greatly Responsive
White-Robed Guanyin, come out, you ghost!" At the same time, I pulled down my underwear.

Seeing my 20-centimeter weapon exposed, the girl's zombie blushed. Although her mouth was still open, revealing her
blood-red teeth and lips, she cried out, "I want it! I want it!"

As my ghost erected and activated my spiritual abilities, I saw the girl looking in the mirror through the cells of her retina, optic nerve, and cerebral memory
cortex , thus learning what she looked like in life.
Her delicately arched eyebrows, high nose, bright, expressive eyes, and thin lips made her
even . Yet, because of a drunk driving accident caused by a scumbag whose life was already on the verge of collapse, the young girl was left with
only a complete shell, her brain cells damaged, leading to her tragic death—a beautiful woman's untimely demise, a truly heartbreaking tragedy.

All I can do now is to give her a proper burial. I quickly and gently rubbed my glans against the girl's thin
labia, getting my pre-ejaculate on her petals and her nectar on the tip of my penis.
Then, I used the head of my penis to pry open the girl's tight vaginal opening. The girl felt the
pain tried to bite me, but damn it, I didn't believe it. I quickly thrust my penis deep into the girl's honeypot, letting her
know that I wanted to give her wonderful sensations, not harm her.

Sure enough, my 20-centimeter-long ghost penis only penetrated 5 centimeters into the girl's vagina.
The fullness from my egg-sized glans immediately made her let out a satisfied "Roar..." Then her eyelids finally closed, no longer
staring at me with lifeless eyes. Here, I felt a lump in my throat again. These past few days, she had been wandering around like a zombie, searching for food. How could she
have peacefully closed her eyes to enjoy one of the most basic pleasures of being human? Now, finally, under the service of my ghost penis,
she closed her eyes , letting out satisfied moans. I truly felt that as a psychic, being able to satisfy
the needs of the dead and maintain the balance between good and evil in this world was the happiest thing.

However, just as I was thrusting hard into this girl zombie, waiting for the right moment to ejaculate into her uterus, I
noticed that Zhang Xiaozhen was acting strangely.

She was sweating profusely, her temples were wet. I was clearly having sex with a zombie, yet she closed her eyes. Was she
shy ?

"Xiaozhen, are you alright?" I stopped writhing between my legs and gently patted Zhang Xiaozhen's cheek with my right hand.

"I'm dizzy and cold." Zhang Xiaozhen shivered, still trying to subdue the zombie girl, but her face
was bloodless.

"What happened?" I asked Zhang Xiaoci inside the ghost penis through the inexhaustible spiritual energy flowing from it.

"It's my fault. The reason we usually need two people to replenish our spiritual energy inside the ghost penis is because we
no longer have any nutrients to absorb, and our energy will naturally run out one day. Today, if my little sister could hold on until dawn,
when her yang energy was strong enough, she could come into the ghost penis and relieve us. But she used too much of her yang spirit's power to subdue the zombie girl
, and this power is all transformed from spiritual energy, so my little sister's spiritual energy has been used up prematurely.
If it's not replenished, she will be forced into reincarnation." Xiaoci suppressed me, preventing me from accidentally going astray.
The possessed penis took a moment to talk to me.

"Then you two hurry up and come out to relieve her!" I said anxiously.

"That won't do. Xiaojie and I are already struggling to suppress the evil spirit's power within the ghost penis.
If either of us leaves the ghost penis, your body will be instantly possessed by the evil spirit, and you will become an evil spirit too!"
Xiaoci said seriously.

"We can only rely on Xiaozhen to come back on her own. That way, we can wait until she recovers her primordial spirit through the ghost penis, and
then one of us can go out to protect you." Zhang Xiaojie also chimed in.

"Wow, is there anything I can do to help?" Although the situation was perilous, I didn't stop
thrusting. After all, both things were equally important. I still tried my best to turn the girl's vulva inside out,
making her keep making meaningless moans.

"Yes, Xiaozhen is currently so weak because the extreme yin energy is about to overwhelm the extreme yang energy. If
you pour the extreme yang energy into Xiaozhen's body, she will be full of energy again, just like after being fully charged." Xiaoci
told me this with a straight face using his telepathy, but in plain language, it meant that Zhang Xiaoci wanted me to pour my semen into her own
sister's body!

How lewd! An older sister telling a man to pour his semen into her younger sister's vagina in front of her is an unprecedentedly
absurd event!

"Damn, what about the zombie!" I said while penetrating the zombie girl, rubbing
her breasts, which were probably a D cup, through her bra and dress.

"I'm okay, you can just share a little bit." The zombie girl, enduring my thrusts, actually
opened her eyes. Her eyes were no longer as lifeless as before, but she was not yet fully conscious.

"You mean, if I pour most of my semen into Zhang Xiaozhen's body and only give you a little, you can
become a Buddha ?" I've studied educational psychology, have a teaching certificate, and completed a year of internship.
I've spent a lot of time with those beast-like, inhuman high school students, and I'm even fluent in Martian language, so I roughly guessed what she meant.

She closed her eyes again, nodded, and enjoyed my thrusting inside her soft organs.

I was initially a little afraid of her, but now I felt even more sorry for this considerate girl. I even kissed her lips
lightly , not afraid she might suddenly bite me: "You're a good zombie... no, you're not a zombie, you
're a good girl!" The zombie girl even showed a satisfied smile.

But how was I going to take off Zhang Xiaozhen's denim shorts? The zombie girl looked obedient now,
but I didn't want to take the risk. My life was a small matter, but if I died and the super evil spirit was released, that would be
a catastrophe for humanity!

"Hey, your sister's entangled with the zombie, how am I supposed to take her pants off?" I looked at
Zhang Xiaozhen, who was almost unconscious, clinging to the zombie by reflexes. It was impossible to pull down her
pants and ejaculate inside her in this position. If she were only wearing underwear, maybe I could tear it.

"Don't rush, look for yourself." Xiaoci told me to be patient, then pointed to the zombie's genitals, specifically
the crotch area of Zhang Xiaozhen's pants, which was being used as a cushion.

Unexpectedly, as I pulled my penis out of the zombie's vagina, Xiaozhen's denim shorts
gradually blurred and disappeared from my sight, leaving only black, semi-transparent underwear.

"How could this be?" I asked in surprise. Wasn't this supposed to be a miracle?!

"Xiaozhen is dying… the clothes she created are gradually disappearing. Soon, even her physical body will
disappear , and then she'll enter reincarnation," Xiaoci said, suppressing her grief.

As soon as she finished speaking, Xiaozhen's panties disappeared, along with her leather top and black lace
bra . However, her body was hidden by the female zombie, so I couldn't see her breasts. I could only estimate from her side breasts that her cup size
was much larger than my older sister's!

"Don't worry, I'll give it to her right away!" So, in front of my two older sisters, I inserted my penis into
the vagina of their unconscious younger sister, essentially taking advantage of the situation to have sex. Compared to the scene of having sex with the zombie, having sex with Zhang Xiaozhen
felt more like necrophilia!

Although Zhang Xiaozhen was almost unconscious, her vagina was still moist and warm. After all, I had just
had sex with the young zombie on her body for a while, and it would be strange if she wasn't wet from listening to those lewd moans.

Although Zhang Xiaozhen's vagina was also very tight, I felt a little disappointed after penetrating her opening and driving straight in.
I had thought that these nuns were all virgins. But if everyone was a virgin, humanity would have
gone extinct . Thinking about it this way, I could be more at ease about the fact that this short-haired beauty had already lost her virginity.

Okay, after doing this for so long, I couldn't hold back any longer. So I held Xiaozhen's buttocks tightly and ejaculated
inside her uterus. But even though she's 172cm tall, I still couldn't get my entire penis
inside her. That ghostly cock was really long and thick!

After a few shudders, I quickly pulled out my almost limp penis and inserted it into the girl's zombie
hole , just a little bit above Xiaozhen's vulva.
After spraying a few drops of semen into the girl's hole, I strongly felt the girl's desire to become a Buddha. I quickly and breathlessly chanted the White-Robed Guanyin Sutra,
trying to deliver the spirit of every cell in the girl's body.

Seeing that Xiaozhen was still unresponsive, I quickly pulled out my penis and squeezed it back into Xiaozhen's vagina. The stimulation of alternating between
inserting into two beautiful girls' holes and ejaculating inside them almost gave me a stroke. At this moment,
the spirit of the girl's zombie had become a Buddha and entered the cycle of reincarnation. Although her face was smeared with chicken blood, it was no longer ferocious, but
peaceful, as if she were asleep. I climbed off the girl's delicate body, released Xiaozhen's hands and feet, and placed the girl's
body aside. Then I returned, wanting to give Xiaozhen a little more semen while my ghost penis was still ejaculating.

Finally, after I painstakingly buried my ghost penis into Xiaozhen's vagina and squeezed out the last of the semen, Xiaozhen slowly woke up.

The moment she woke up, the fullness in her lower body made her glance at her genitals. She found my penis
deeply buried inside her. She looked at her genitals first, then at me, and then let out a scream that shattered the darkness!

"You pervert!!!" Ignoring the fact that my penis was still inside her, she kicked me away, and semen
dripped from between her spread thighs. She covered her vulva with one hand to prevent the semen from dripping out, and then screamed, "I
will never let you go!" and charged at me like a cold-blooded killer.

Fortunately, Xiao Ci immediately used telepathy to explain to her. She saw that Xiao Ci was completely naked, her breasts, which were larger than an E cup,
rising and falling as if she was suppressing her anger. Finally, she clenched her fists, temporarily swallowing the anger of being ejaculated inside her.
Then, using the Yang Shen technique to restore my clothes, I rode "my" motorcycle back to the faculty dormitory.

I looked at the girl who had been ferocious just minutes before, now a peaceful yet beautiful
corpse . The only thing confirming the authenticity of this absurd event was
the semen gushing from her vagina between her spread legs.

Dawn was approaching, and it was impossible for the girl to return to life like a living person.
I picked up her body and walked to the mass grave. Finally, I found a woman's
grave Due to days of heavy rain, the yellow soil covering the grave had been washed away, revealing the coffin.
Looking through the half-open coffin lid, the coffin was empty except for withered flowers and
the girl's ornaments buried with her—clearly the final resting place of the body in my arms.

I placed her back in the coffin, tidied her clothes and appearance, then closed the lid. I
wrote down her name and hometown, and with the village chief's help, I found her family and asked them to
repair so she could rest in peace.

Later, I also helped Yujing's family repair the damaged chicken coop, and told them a lie that the black bear
had captured and sent to the relevant authorities. As for my relationship with Zhang Xiaozhen, well, that's something that needs some repair.

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