Category: The Last Feng Shui Master

While the wrinkled old woman was speaking, I took a quick glance around the dilapidated house. Much of it was still made of wooden structures, with mud brick

Two villagers were chatting as they rode their bicycles. After a few words, they suddenly turned to look around and spotted a black cat crouched on the wall.

Just as I was about to open the door, I told the Jade Corpse to let go. That pitch-black, hideous-looking starving ghost fell to the ground, quickly crawled

When Mo Bai landed on one foot, I finally saw clearly—he only had one leg.
Both Xu Jun and I were stunned.
Mo Bai always wore black sunglasses.

“Old Madam, Madam Ruan, listen to me. Ruan Jinluan wasn’t killed by my master,” I quickly shouted.
“Grandma, should we act?” came the dull voice of th

“The Buddha does not blame.” As the words fell, the sound of hurried footsteps reached my ears. Judging by the noise, it must have been Tsering, the fair-ski

Several monks herded me back like driving ducks. I glanced back at the temple and nearly knelt before it, ready to shave my head and become a monk.
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The Pig-Eared Ghost fell silent again, finishing one cigarette before asking me for another. I had no idea what kind of spirit this Pig-Eared Ghost was, but

I have never seen such a disgusting old woman in my life. If she wants to keep decades-old phlegm to herself, fine—she could even sell it to merchants to mak

These words were not spoken by Xu Xiaokang, but by the possessing ghost using his mouth.
“I, Mo Bai, will never be like those wandering spirits, willi