Desire Teacher - 11

Chapter Eleven: Let's See Who's Better at Exorcising Spirits
These past two days, the nearby temples seem to be celebrating the birthday of their revered deity, setting off firecrackers all day long and even launching massive fireworks displays in broad daylight. In broad daylight, besides missing the expensive, dazzling effects, the accompanying high-decibel noise is incredibly annoying, preventing me from getting a proper night's sleep over the weekend. Tang Han Gou (my dog) also helplessly endures human folly, spending the entire day in a tug-of-war with sleep.
"Damn it, what's going on?" Zhang Xiaojie's Korean drama was repeatedly interrupted by the noise of the fireworks; Lee Min Ho's charming voice was reduced to a series of "bang bang bang" sounds. Annoyed, she flung open the curtains, grabbed Han Gou, and stood by the window, glaring at the lively scene in the distance.
"It's some kind of birthday celebration for a deity," I mumbled, burying myself completely in the covers.
"Strange, there are so many gods like this in Taiwan. Are they really effective?" Zhang Xiaojie grumbled, lying back down on the chocolate bar on the ground, continuing to eat the Doritos she had conjured up while watching the incomprehensible Korean soap opera.
"If they weren't effective, so many people wouldn't worship them," I mumbled before falling asleep. "
That's even worse. Temples with a little bit of supernatural power might have been possessed by evil spirits. I'll tear them down one day if I'm not happy!" Zhang Xiaojie muttered to herself.
I drifted off to sleep on a leisurely Saturday afternoon, accompanied by incomprehensible dialogue from the Korean drama and the sounds of fireworks I couldn't understand.
When I woke up, I looked at the electronic clock on the TV and realized it was already past ten o'clock at night. I thought I should take my dog for a walk and patrol the campus to see if there was any danger,
but I found that neither my dog nor Zhang Xiaojie were there. I rubbed my sleepy eyes, recalling my pre-sleep conversation. Damn it, Zhang Xiaojie, could she be so driven mad by the noise of the low-altitude fireworks that she's trying to drive away the evil spirits in the temple?
If I had Zhang Xiaojie's powerful spiritual abilities, I probably would have burned this temple down long ago before it became famous for its little magical powers. Although Zhang Xiaojie is a bit of a gossip, cultivators at least have a basic sense of justice. If she really did something so impulsive, I wouldn't be surprised at all.
I wonder how her battle went; I'd better go check it out. So I combed my hair, put on a leather jacket over a shirt and jeans, and leisurely rode my motorcycle to the temple fair where the fireworks were going the loudest.
When I arrived around the venue, the crowds were so dense that I couldn't ride my motorcycle any further. I bought a grilled squid for dinner and then squeezed into the crowd on foot. As a curious human, I naturally headed towards the loudest music and microphones on stage; and as a man, I couldn't take my eyes off the pole dancers.
The young, sexy woman on stage wore a yellow, wispy bikini, rhythmically swaying her hips to Xie Jin-yan's song "Sister," occasionally spreading her legs wide in a suggestive dance. Her flexibility rivaled that of the squid I ate before it was cooked; the repeated M-shaped leg spreads caused every male in the audience to lean forward, as if afraid of exposing their crotches.
Watching this shady performance—whether it was a religious offering, or simply something to please the audience and benefit a specific company—I shook my head slightly, then turned and bumped into another member of the crowd.
"You beast, Hao, you really are here too." It was Zhang Xiaojie, holding Tang Han-gou. With her psychic abilities, finding me in the crowd was a piece of cake.
"I thought you came to cause trouble! I was thinking you were going to teach their god a lesson because they kept bothering you this afternoon so you couldn't watch Lee Min-ho. Maybe you should come and drive him away so this temple won't be effective anymore and will gradually decline in fortune!" I chuckled at Tang Han Gou's unusually "shy" appearance, patting his head to tease him.
"Here." Zhang Xiaojie wiped the sauce and pepper off the leftover grilled squid with a tissue and offered Han Gou a bite, but he nervously tucked his tail between his legs, completely refusing to give her a bite.
"Speaking of which, I should have said this earlier, it was terrifying!" Zhang Xiaojie said, patting my shoulder as if she had discovered something amazing.
"Heh, even you who's seen all sorts of evil spirits can be scared?" I frowned as I finished the rest of my food, but my gaze had already unconsciously returned to the young woman's body on the stage.
"Damn it, you pervert." Zhang Xiaojie spat, then immediately continued, "Your faith is too crazy. A bunch of temples and statues, supposedly spirit sharing, but many rituals aren't done properly, and the believers, temple owners, and committee members are all corrupt. Actually, I just went on a tour, and there were so many strange spirits!" Zhang Xiaojie's eyes widened, and she poked my ribs in disbelief.
I think she's right. Although mainland China nominally has religious freedom, the general public probably wouldn't dare to waste money on such elaborate displays like in Taiwan, especially burning joss paper, setting off firecrackers and fireworks on such a large scale. They certainly wouldn't have such extreme and blind faith. Besides seeing such a large-scale temple fair for the first time, Zhang Xiaojie must have also discovered the spirits residing in the statues.
"Ah, no wonder Tang Han Gou is like this, tucking his tail between his legs and not even daring to utter a 'thank you'!" I then realized that Han Gou's strange behavior was because he was trembling all over from the surrounding spirits.
As we chatted idly, the pole dancer on stage, wearing high heels, swayed her hips as she descended the stage to interact with the audience. Seeing Zhang Xiaojie and me acting so intimately, she deliberately separated us, using me as a pole to perform a lewd dance on me.
"You...I..." My only concern now was that some parents nearby might recognize me. Otherwise, I had no reason to refuse her feeding me this eye-opening act.
This girl was probably not even 20 years old. Her breasts, whether underdeveloped or genuinely small, were less than a B cup, but for the performance, she wore a C cup. When she bent over in front of me, her small red nipples would occasionally slip out of her bra and enter my view. Adding to this,
she did a squatting position with her legs spread wide in an M-shape in front of me. To cooperate with her performance, even though I was unwilling, I forced my gaze to stay on her. This superior angle meant that her youthful body was constantly being lewdly stared at by my greedy eyes.
Zhang Xiaojie had probably never seen such a lewd performance before. After all, they were conducting a legitimate Taoist ceremony in Sichuan Province, not a performance like ours that used the hand of gods to satisfy human desires. Seeing my awkward and uncomfortable state, she couldn't help but laugh.
However, she immediately seemed to remember something and tried to separate me from the pole dancer. Unfortunately, the more she tried to interrupt us, the more the girl deliberately teased me. It seemed she considered Zhang Xiaojie my girlfriend.
Just as the crowd was watching our interaction, the girl got carried away and actually reached out and touched my crotch. Completely unprepared for this move, I was caught off guard and had my penis touched. Finding that my crotch was still limp, the beautiful girl with the pretty short hair pulled her yellow thong aside, revealing her hairy vulva. Then, amidst the cheers of the crowd, she grabbed my hand and made me touch her young vulva.
My fingers had barely touched the abalone sauce when the girl writhed against me again, giving me unparalleled pleasure both visually and tactilely. However, Zhang Xiaojie had already hastily moved between me and the girl. Seeing that continuing would cause a family crisis, the girl shifted her focus to teasing other spectators. But by then, I was already itching to be again, and in public, I blurted out, "Namo Amitabha Buddha, the Greatly Compassionate and Merciful Savior from Suffering, the Greatly Responsive White-Robed Guanyin, please don't come out for now, you bastard!"
Seeing that I had activated my ghostly penis, Zhang Xiaojie quickly communicated with me telepathically: "Pretend you didn't see anything. There are so many spirits here. If they know we can see them, they will definitely come seeking salvation or having their wishes fulfilled. You must pretend you didn't see anything, otherwise even a high-level and beautiful psychic like me can't save our lives!" Only
then did I understand why she had been so furious in separating me from the pole dancer—she was afraid my psychic abilities would activate with the awakening of my ghostly penis. But as soon as I understood this, the scene before me instantly made me turn around unnaturally like a robot until I faced Zhang Xiaojie.
Good heavens! This is outrageous! While these devout men and women are worshipping and enjoying the blessings of the gods, do they even know what they are worshipping?! In those few seconds of sight just now, I saw at least dozens of spirits of all sizes; there were clumps of floating spirits, taking over the nests of the statues; there were vengeful spirits seeking possession from the many wicked young men in the area; and there were even earthbound spirits waiting to seize their place by the riverbank!
Luckily, it was all just a fleeting glimpse; without my supernatural spiritual vision, I wouldn't have been able to see them so clearly. From an ordinary person's perspective, my actions shouldn't have alerted those spirits to my psychic abilities.
"My God, so many!" I bent down slightly, staring intently into Zhang Xiaojie's eyes, completely unblinking, pressing close to her as if to kiss her.
"You're only just realizing that?" she said playfully, leaning forward to touch my forehead with hers.
"How can you pretend you didn't see them?" I shifted my gaze to the silly dog, curious about how they remained so composed amidst so many spirits.
"That's why you need to practice more." Zhang Xiaojie turned 180 degrees, letting me wrap my arms around her waist from behind, so I was holding her while she was holding the silly dog.
"What do we do now?" I gently hugged Zhang Xiaojie, pretending to be engrossed in the performance on stage, but my eyes flickered, wanting to see the evil spirits clearly, yet afraid they would cling to me.
"Just don't look at them." Zhang Xiaojie said casually.
"I can't help it, I can't resist the urge to look at them." I wasn't unaware of the seriousness of the situation, but people are just like that, the more you tell yourself not to look, the harder it is to control your gaze.
Zhang Xiaojie glanced at my panicked expression from the upper left. She knew my desire to see the spirits clearly was understandable, so she said, "Hold on, 'Beast Hao'." Huh? Wasn't I already holding her?
Oh dear, she meant, "Hold on, 'Beast Hao'." I wasn't quite used to calling my dog "Beast Hao."
So I kept my arms around Zhang Xiaojie from behind, while my hands cradled my dog's small body.
Just as Zhang Xiaojie and I switched hands, I suddenly felt a touch on my crotch.
I shuddered and realized Zhang Xiaojie was groping my penis. I quickly asked, "What are you doing?!"
"Making you ejaculate, helping you shut down your spiritual vision." Zhang Xiaojie casually reached back and stroked my little thing from bottom to top.
"I hope this works!" I almost dropped my dog and tried to stop her. But after she rubbed it a couple of times, huh? It seems pretty good.
My eyes were fixed on the girl dancing seductively on stage, admiring her alluring figure and dance moves; all around me was an oblivious crowd, clapping and cheering enthusiastically, completely unaware that I was enjoying the pleasure of being served among them; the girl I was holding was a beauty who, despite her incredibly foul mouth, possessed a face and figure that were one in a million, and her hand skills were quite pleasing to me!
So, while I looked at Zhang Xiaojie's nonchalant face, my crotch was being teased by her, hitting the mark right. Although my hands were already holding Tang Han Gou, I still couldn't help but lean against Zhang Xiaojie, using the space I had left in my hands to rub against Zhang Xiaojie's full D-cup breasts, while my erect penis was already against Zhang Xiaojie's back, enjoying the caress of her fingers while instinctively rubbing against her back.
"Don't push your luck." Zhang Xiaojie turned and glared at me. I could only reply, "It's for saving my life, you want me out sooner, don't you?"
Zhang Xiaojie pouted and had no choice but to continue, amidst the crowd, reaching down to my crotch and secretly masturbating me through my pants.
Since even the quick-witted Zhang Xiaojie had nothing to say, I naturally sought an upgrade in service. In addition to enjoying her service, I proactively half-squatted down and let my bulging penis, through her pants, stroke upwards from her crotch, which was clad in athletic shorts. Through several layers of pants, I used my enormous penis to clean her groin, almost teasing her from her vulva all the way down to her anus.
Later, to enhance the sensation, she unzipped my pants and directly slipped her small hand inside my jeans, forcing it into my underwear to directly touch my penis. I glanced anxiously at the crowd around me, only to find that everyone was preoccupied with whether the girl on stage would accidentally expose her pubic hair; no one was paying any attention to us two mischievous young people. My repeated half-squatting and straightening, teasing Zhang Xiaojie's crotch with my penis, accompanied by a rhythmic "thump-thump-thump," somehow looked perfectly natural.
Later, I wasn't enjoying this in public to save my life; instead, I was suppressing the urge to ejaculate for pleasure. Actually, I was already exhausted, but I had endured it to see how capable Zhang Xiaojie was. Large beads of sweat hung from my forehead, and Zhang Xiaojie, nervous from her bold actions in the crowd, had a flushed face and her temples were damp with sweat.
Okay, I've had my fill of pleasure, let me…
wait a minute, what are you doing? Oh my god, peeking through the narrow gap between Zhang Xiaojie and me, I saw that she had somehow managed to pull her athletic shorts and underwear aside, bending over to reveal her delicately hairy pubic area, and then, holding my penis, she was about to insert it into her!
"Wait!" I quickly leaned close to Zhang Xiaojie's ear to warn her.
But she generously said, "What's there to be shy about? This is to make you ejaculate sooner."
"No, I..." I was just about to remind her that my pleasure had already reached its peak when she still shoved the head of my penis into her tight, virginal vagina. As soon as I felt the wetness and warmth of her vaginal folds, I involuntarily thrust my hips forward and ejaculated contentedly inside this playful girl's womb.
"So warm..." Zhang Xiaojie, who had been penetrated by me, initially frowned in satisfaction, enjoying the warmth filling her vagina. However, she immediately changed her expression from pleasure to disdain as she felt the large amount of semen flowing out of her vagina. She then took Tang Han Gou and straightened her body, no longer letting me enjoy her body.
"Hmph!" Zhang Xiaojie put Han Gou on her shoulder with one hand and took out a tissue to wipe her vagina with the other. The continuous flow of semen from her vagina almost used up a whole pack of tissues.
Seeing Zhang Xiaojie angrily covering her genitals with tissues, I satisfiedly let my penis breathe outside my jeans, and also sprayed off the remaining semen. At this moment, a little girl dressed like a princess noticed and quickly said, "Shame on you, show your penis!"
I quickly stuffed my penis back into my pants, not caring that it hadn't been cleaned yet, leaving half of my pants soaked with semen.
Just then, the cute yet mischievous little girl brought her big, bright eyes close to my face and asked, "How can you see me?" Then, her face lit up with joy, and she rushed over, shouting, "Help me find my mommy!"
"Damn it! You should have shown yourself sooner so I could have ejaculated on your face. The other spirits would have backed down when they saw you burned. Now you chose to expose me as a psychic when my psychic abilities are about to disappear, making me reveal myself among a crowd of evil spirits. Isn't that as cruel as throwing a blind man into a pride of lions?!
" "You big idiot!" Zhang Xiaojie hadn't even finished putting on her pants, and her vagina was still full of semen, but she steadied herself and set up a barrier to prevent the spirits from getting close to me and Zhang Xiaojie.
"If we fight here, we'll be on the front page of the newspapers tomorrow. Let's go!" Zhang Xiaojie gestured with her lips, indicating that I should walk through the crowd to the nearby restroom.
So we moved slowly. Under Zhang Xiaojie's protective barrier, the vengeful spirits seemed to be separated from me by a large glass ball. They frantically pounded on the barrier, ignoring the burns on their hands, the white smoke rising, and the hissing sounds. They only wanted me to hear their requests and help them fulfill their last wishes so they could peacefully enter reincarnation.
Even the spirit of the little girl, about 10 years old, cried out, ignoring her swollen hands, "Help me find my mother! The deity said he has divine power to help me find my mother, but I've been searching for 20 years and still haven't found her!"
My nose almost stung with tears, but I was powerless to help. Alas, those low-level spirits who first occupied the statues deceived the spirits' expectations of the deities, leading them to gather near the temple. Over time, their occasional displays of supernatural powers garnered the faith of believers. But spirits, after all, lack wisdom; their minor supernatural abilities cannot solve the real problems. Looking at the little girl's cute face, now covered in snot and tears, I could only feel sorry. Besides, she was my older sister! Go find her yourself, damn it!
Finally, after much hardship, we managed to get into the squat toilet when no one was in the men's room. My penis, too, shrank into a ball, completely harmless.
"Damn it, you got to fuck Sichuan Guo Xuefu for nothing." As soon as we entered the toilet, Zhang Xiaojie gave me a cold look, clenching her fist as if to punch me. Although I was disdainful of her calling herself Guo Xuefu, I pretended to be quite apologetic and lowered my head.
"What do we do now?" Thinking of the spirit staring angrily outside the barrier, I really doubted we could make it to morning.
"After you just ejaculated inside me, my spiritual power is plentiful now!" Zhang Xiaojie acted like it was no big deal, stroking Tang Han Gou to reassure it.
"Sister, don't underestimate your opponent. You're still in control right now. You'll see when it's 11:30." Zhang Xiaoci transmitted a telepathic message from her penis, which both Zhang Xiaojie and I received.
"Huh?" I glanced at my watch; it was almost 11:30. I slightly opened the bathroom door, curious to see what would happen.
After a brief introduction by the mature female host on stage, a girl about the same age as the Zhang sisters unzipped her dress, letting it slide down her alabaster skin like a butterfly emerging from its chrysalis, until her naked, beautiful body was exposed before these ill-intentioned "believers"!
Watching her firm C-cup breasts sway to the music, her pubic area adorned with a tuft of black hair twisting and turning, her shapely figure in high heels, completely naked, and the perfect rhythm of her hips, I couldn't help but get an erection, even though I had just ejaculated. As soon as I did, I saw numerous spirits surge forth from above the heads of the onlookers, gathering into swarms of evil spirits, categorized into different groups.
There were lewd spirits seeking to vent their desires through such a depraved performance, possessed spirits greedily trying to profit from such events, and aimless, drifting spirits simply following human desires. The ugliness of all humanity in the village and surrounding areas was gathered here, creating a bizarre contrast with the seemingly pure and beautiful girl on stage.
The beautiful girl's wanton twisting of her slender waist, her trembling breasts and swaying buttocks aroused the vile desires of the onlookers. Just as she sat on the high stool, leaning back and spreading her legs wide to expose her vulva, swarms of spirits surged from above the crowd, making the evil spirits even more powerful.
The crowd's cheers echoed across the sky after the girl's blatant exposure and wanton act, and the intensity of the evil spirits seemed directly proportional to these sound waves. Once the swarms of evil spirits took shape, they used the spirits that had surrounded me to discover Zhang Xiaoci and my presence. Not only did they continue to receive a massive influx of evil spiritual energy, but they also pounced on Zhang Xiaojie and me as if they had discovered a treasure!
"Damn it, what do we do?" Seeing Zhang Xiaojie's barrier becoming increasingly fragile, I instinctively started masturbating my ghost penis, hoping to scare away the evil spirits with the 1001st move of ejaculating from it.
"Idiot! There are so many spirits, several times more than I expected. You can start thinking about what kind of animal you want to be reincarnated as... Oh, humanity's extinct! I'm going back to the Three Sacred Realms with my sisters to become Bodhisattvas..." Zhang Xiaojie had completely given up resisting, only thinking about abandoning these ugly creatures still in the human world and returning to the Three Sacred Realms to enjoy herself.
"Damn it... heartless, actors are ungrateful!" I vaguely brushed off the word "bitch," but Zhang Xiaojie didn't need to listen. The three sisters and I were basically of one mind in some ways, so of course she knew what I was thinking. She just shrugged, indicating that she was powerless to help.
"Can't you help me think of a way?" I almost grabbed her collar in excitement, but she just shrugged, looking helpless.
"There is a way, but someone like you can't get any great gods to help you." Zhang Xiaojie gave me a disdainful look.
"Please, let's try anything, even if it's a dead end! If you don't care about us humans, at least help 'Beast Hao'!" I looked at her holding Tang Han Gou in her arms with such pity, trying to appeal to her emotions.
"What do I care about your life or death..." But then she realized I was referring to Tang Han Gou, who was, in a way, her dog son. Zhang Xiaojie looked down at his pitiful, frightened eyes and changed her tune: "Psionicists of our level can actually summon spirits or deities we have a connection with to help us. After all, having a human body is the basis for our cultivation by the Buddha, so all the Buddhas and Bodhisattvas in the ten directions will help us as needed, like Sun Wukong in Journey to the West who constantly branded people for help; but we no longer have a physical body, we only exist as Yang spirits, so we sisters can't help you. Unless you have a connection with some great gods, you can try sincerely summoning their assistance."
Damn, I know plenty of charlatans, but I don't know a single real deity! My current feelings are like Chung Fat in the movie "The Haunted Cop Shop" (Hong Kong title: "The Haunted Cop Shop"). I've lost an arm, am on the verge of death, and am screaming "Master, save me!" But where would I find such a powerful master?
Wait, my ghost penis once crossed paths with an unparalleled hero. His spirit hasn't entered reincarnation yet and is leading a band of eternally loyal followers northward to fight the most shameless evil spirit in the Chinese world. I'm on the verge of death, so I need to trouble him to put aside his current important tasks and save my life first!
"Brother Xiang Ji! Save me! Ancestors and friends who have crossed paths with my ghost penis, I am in a life-threatening situation because the people can't distinguish between gods and demons. Please help me if you can!" I gripped my ghost penis and, amplified by Zhang Xiaojie's powerful spiritual energy, transmitted the distress signal outward as far as possible from my position as the center!
However, whether Xiang Yu could receive my signal was one thing, and whether he could get back in time was another. Although they were spirits, their movement speed could only be based on their state of being in life. By the time he arrived on horseback, I would probably already be torn to pieces.
Just before the barrier was breached, a robust and powerful voice rang out: "Don't be afraid, ancestors, they've come!"
What? My ancestors? Xiang Yu shouldn't be considered my ancestor, and I don't remember any connection between ghosts and my ancestors.
Just as I excitedly pushed open the men's restroom door to see what was happening, a group of burly, barely clothed men, wielding stone axes and spears, and barefoot, charged in from the distant sky.
The evil spirits that had been attacking the barrier, seeing the onslaught from behind, transformed into human form and rushed forward, floating in the air to fight the burly men. These reinforcements, with heads as large as buckets but only moderate height, resembling primitive humans, wielded stone axes, easily repelling the first wave of evil spirits by smashing them apart like playing whack-a-mole.
The remaining evil spirits, as if by telepathy, converged, eventually forming a large, elephant-like shape. This spiritual elephant's weapons included long, sharp tusks and a massive, powerful trunk, not to mention each of its legs was as thick as several people could encircle. Although each of the burly men's arms was thicker than my thigh, they were all instantly reduced to ashes by its stomp.
The burly, primitive-looking men moved in perfect unison, undeterred by their size difference. Sometimes they huddled together, thrusting stone spears forward to deter the giant elephant's attack; other times they scattered, leaving a lone individual to draw its attention while the others hurled stone spears at its sides like javelins, until the elephant lost its balance and limped to the right. The lone
man, the largest and most burly, saw the elephant lose its footing and rushed forward to deliver a final blow with his axe to its right hind leg. The elephant, unable to bear its weight, buckled and fell. At that moment, the largest man, as the elephant's head almost touched the ground, pounced, gripping the stone axe handle tightly with both hands, gathering all his strength to deliver the final blow!
As the giant elephant's life ended, its body split into countless floating spirits. Since even the most revered beings among those burly men couldn't shake their fighting spirit, all the spirits retreated, returning to their most chaotic state and fleeing in disarray.
"Brother Xiang?" I was certain none of these people resembled Xiang Yu at all, but to express my gratitude, I needed to address them, so I tentatively asked.
"We, no, Brother Xiang; we, save Brother Xiang." The burly man at the head spoke to me in broken Chinese.
Later, I learned the whole story. It turned out that Xiang Yu's ambitions had encountered a major setback right from the start; they discovered a terrifying demonic aura emanating from the banks of the Dajia River. A famous temple, under the control of evil forces, had gathered a vast number of evil spirits. The blind worship of the people, unable to distinguish between gods and demons, prevented Xiang Yu's army from receiving righteous energy. Instead, the evil spirits, coveting Xiang Yu's immense righteous energy, launched a surprise attack. Xiang Yu and his people were just about to attack the gathering place of the evil spirits, but they couldn't even annihilate the surrounding peripheral organizations, so they fell into a trap and suffered a crushing defeat, their strength greatly diminished.
Alas, just as I expected, these simple and adorable ancestors of Xiang Yu couldn't resist the despicable tricks of modern people. I just didn't expect that they would be driven back before they could even enter the so-called north.
"Brother Xiang, are you alright? Have you lost your will to live?" I was really worried that he would do something foolish again by the Dajia River.
"No, they entered Niuchou River, went to the tribe, recuperated, and headed north." The rugged man said boldly.
It turned out that these rugged men were Neolithic ancestors who lived in Yuliao, Taibao City, Chiayi County, thousands of years ago. So those evil spirits just now transformed into one of the creatures that the ancestors feared most in their previous lives—the ancient Formosan elephant. But they never expected that united humans would be able to repel the giant beast that dominated nature at that time.
After further questioning, I learned that Xiang Yu was not only undeterred, but also summoned a large number of righteous spirits to head north again. These included a character whose name contained four "x"s (sorry, our ancestors' brains were too small to recognize more than "x"), and three spirits whose forms were unclear—one humanoid and the other animaloid.
Through persistent questioning, I finally learned that one type of animal was closely related to human life, with many such stray animals on the streets; another was a species unique to the forest, with colorful markings; and the third clue indicated a herd animal, where only one dominant male had mating rights.
Wow! Although our ancestors' brains were relatively small, and after thousands of years of learning they could only utter simple words, I still roughly understood from their description. I was also pleasantly surprised for Xiang Yu; I never expected him to connect with Momotaro and his happy companions! No wonder our ancestors couldn't distinguish between humanoid animals and animaloids.
Dogs are closely related to human life, pheasants have colorful markings in the forest, and monkeys are social animals where only the alpha male has mating rights. Also, the one with four "x"s in its name should be a 4x cat, right? But how can someone still be alive and have a spirit? Could it be that his courage in resisting the lawyer Su X Yong, and even paying his own way to fly to Hong Kong to support the democracy movement, has moved heaven and earth, transforming him into a spirit?
Never mind, since Brother Xiang Yu didn't die and even connected with these simple-minded ancestors to save my life, we'll have a chance to meet again. I must live well to see the day he succeeds. After
bidding farewell to my incredibly simple-minded and exceptionally loyal ancestors, the crowd dispersed, and the scattered spirits could no longer cause trouble. Only then did I sheepishly carry Tang Han Gou and Zhang Xiaojie, preparing to go home to rest.
"Teacher!" At this moment, Lin Yujing and Xiang Yanru appeared again on their electric scooter. Lin Yujing was carrying the Ji Gong statue from her home, while Xiang Yanru was carrying incense from the Xingang Fengtian Temple.
Not long after, Tian Caizhen and Teacher Mei Siyuan also arrived to help. Instructor Tian Caizhen held up her military cap, trying to scare away the evil spirits with the national emblem on it. Teacher Mei Siyuan was even more adorable, carrying pepper spray and a fruit knife, wearing a full-face helmet and looking like she was about to compete with someone.
After all my ghostly friends had gathered and knew what had just happened, I was reluctantly tricked into treating everyone to a big meal at the 24-hour Minxiong Meat Bun Restaurant as a reward for their hard work.

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