This Taoist Master is too Frivolous - Chapter 75:

Chapter 75: Chapter 75: Why do you say “again”?

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“Brother, let’s go!”

“My sisters can’t wait any longer!”

Ma Long entered the deserted temple with trepidation.

He tried hard to keep calm, so as not to give away any weakness while sizing up the surroundings. He couldn’t help but think, “Where is this? Do we have such a broken temple in the mountains near Wu City?”

Ma Long was very puzzled.

Temples, as a kind of building, shouldn’t they be protected by Buddha?

Why would there be filthy things?

In many movies and novels, it’s the same: At night, in the mountains, a broken temple is bound to have evil spirits. What’s the logic behind this?

Not giving him time to think, he was dragged into the bath.

In the bath, the water was murky. The floating rose petals were not rose petals, but pieces of bone.

Those enchanting women were all bleeding from their seven orifices, and their faces were terrifying.

One of them, in particular, had a tongue three feet long, dripping with blood. Her tongue licked Ma Long’s body, making his entire body tense and stiff.

“Fuck!”

“Why are the ghost women in Xu Yang’s house even better than female celebrities, but the ones I meet are ugly monsters?”

Ma Long didn’t dare to look anymore and simply closed his eyes.

He felt that tongue moving across his body, ice cold, even coming to his lips…

Ugh!

Unable to bear it, Ma Long immediately vomited.

Swipe!

The female ghosts instantly flew out of the bath, staying far away from him.

Ma Long squeezed out an awkward smile and said, “Sorry, sorry, I drank too much today.”

The female ghosts showed disgusted expressions on their faces.

But they already knew about Ma Long’s uniqueness and didn’t want to kill him. They pulled him onto the big bed.

The big bed exuded a kind of pink hue that provoked lust. Beautiful curtains hung down, and red lanterns were hung around it!

This scene was very familiar to Ma Long because he had seen it in his “dream” last night.

But at this moment, where was the big bed?

The so-called big bed was actually just a large broken wooden board.

Those curtains were numerous spider webs.

Especially those “human head lanterns” that spun eerily, floating around. The dim red light shone on the female ghosts, making their faces appear even more terrifying.

Ma Long was frightened and pale, gripping his pants tightly, trying to make a final struggle, “Sisters, I am not comfortable today… How about we do it next time?”

The female ghosts weren’t willing to agree.

They wanted to consume the “pure Yin energy” from Ma Long’s body. In a short while, they exhausted Ma Long’s spirit and left him without light in his eyes.

Even so, he didn’t dare to sleep, carefully guarding himself, fearing that he would be tormented by the female ghosts after he fell asleep.

“Da Jie, that kid never sleeps. How can we send him back home?”

“He must think that he is still in a dream. If we don’t send him back, when he finds something strange after daylight… I’m afraid he will see through our identities, and then we can only kill and devour him, no longer able to play the long game…”

“There’s still time, no need to rush. At worst, we’ll just drain him again in a while.”

After consuming enough “pure Yin energy”, the female ghosts were content and began to whisper to each other.

They even transformed into a soft bed and feigned sleep.

When Ma Long saw that the female ghosts had fallen asleep, he jumped off the bed, prepared to escape.

However, when he ran out of the broken temple, he saw that it was pitch black outside, and he couldn’t even tell the directions, so there was nowhere to run.

So, he took out his mobile phone, trying to call Xu Yang for help.

However, when he took out his phone, he froze…

There was no signal on his phone!

Even the message he sent earlier hadn’t gone through!

“I can’t escape, and there’s no way to ask for help… 1 can only rely on myself!”

Ma Long’s will to survive was very strong.

He quickly thought back to the knowledge about “Yin spirits” that Xu Yang had told him.

“What do ghosts fear?”

“Thunder, sunlight, rooster crowing, dog’s blood, and filthiness…”

Ma Long’s eyes suddenly lit up: “Filth?”

So-called filth is something dirty, especially dirty things, usually referring to various excretions or things contaminated by excretions. In many film and TV dramas, monks suppressing evil spirits or some malevolent beings often like to trap them in toilets, and that’s why!

Ma Long wasn’t exactly like normal people in his train of thought.

He said, and then did, finding a broken bowl on the ground. He promptly filled the bowl with urine and stealthily went back inside the room.

“Filth, filth… Does my urine count as filth?”

“Just wait for the right moment, then splash it on them, and run. As soon as the phone has a signal, I’ll call Xu Yang for help. 1’11 definitely be able to survive!”

Ma Long’s mouth couldn’t help but curl up, secretly giving himself praise in his heart.

No doubt, my intelligence level of 190 isn’t just for show…

But when he came to the bed of the four female ghosts, he found that they had already “woken up”. Each one of them stretched their long legs and said coquettishly, “Brother, where did you go?”

Ma Long:”.. ”

“Brother, what’s in your hand?”

Ma Long: “Grrrr…”

Thinking quickly, he drank the bowl of urine, smashed the bowl, wiped his mouth, and said, “I was thirsty and found some water… Alright, sisters, I’m going back to dreaming!”

On the broken wooden board, Ma Long tossed and turned and unknowingly fell asleep.

When he woke up with a start again, it was already noon the next day.

His face was confused as he looked around, finding himself in his own bedroom. He couldn’t help but be stunned.

What’s going on???

Am I still alive???

Was last night…

Really just a dream?

He got off the bed.

Ma Long felt that his waist and back hurt even more than yesterday. With a full mouth of urine taste and yellow stains on the front of his white T-shirt, his face turned pale.

He found his phone, made a call, and wailed, “Xu Yang… Waaaah… Save me!”

Xu Yang had been painting charms at the funeral shop until dawn yesterday.

He picked up the phone and was startled by Ma Long’s wailing. Waking up immediately, Xu Yang asked, “Ma Long? What’s wrong? Stop crying… Tell me slowly.”

Ma Long sobbed and explained everything over the phone. Xu Yang finally understood.

“You’re saying… you had a nightmare again last night?”

“You dreamed that you were taken to a broken temple by four female ghosts?”

Xu Yang said speechlessly, “It’s just a dream, what are you afraid of? Wait a minute, why are you saying ‘again’?”