Chapter 94 Chapter Eleven Lipstick

Grandpa told me that the monk had short stubble hair on his head, lost his eyebrows, was not tall, but had big feet, twice the size of ordinary people, and wore a pair of linen shoes. On the day when the monk came to Hong’s house, there were whispers under the sun, and the monk held a black oil-paper umbrella, like a poisonous mushroom soaked in rainwater in the dirty leaves.His sackcloth shoes had splashed a lot of mud, and his trousers were covered with mud spots brought up by the heels.In the anticipation of many people in the Hong family, this poisonous mushroom came in from the wide dirt road at the entrance of the village.The whispering has added a lot of mystery to him.

On the night before the monk came to Hongjiaduan, another man died in the neighboring village.He was lying naked on the clean and tidy bed, and the quilt didn't even have a crease, as if the dead man smoothed it out after death.The man's daughter-in-law happened to go back to her natal home that night, and when she heard the bad news that spread quickly the next morning, she hurried home. The house was full of people, and the monk stood in the center of the crowd, chanting Buddha silently. Her man lay flat on the bed, every inch of his body was covered with a woman's lipstick.From the shape of the lipstick, it can be seen that the woman's lips are quite full.Everyone immediately thought of Chuanxiang.

The man's lifeblood was gone, and the wound on his lower body was covered with yellow mud.The yellow mud was applied very carefully and did not stain other places. The blood that had turned black melted into the mud, and the two combined to form a stiff block. The poor woman fainted suddenly, her face was sallow, like a person who has been hungry for several years and lacks nutrition. People gathered around, pinching people and pouring soup.The monk pushed aside the crowd, squatted down, and hit her temples several times.The woman woke up, tears crawling out of the corners of her eyes, crying silently.Everyone looked chilled and tried to persuade them for a while.

"Go and kill her now!" a woman gritted her teeth. "We have swallowed our anger for a long time, but we are afraid of her. Now that the monk with profound morals has come, we are not afraid of her anymore. Get rid of this female ghost as soon as possible!" But some people don't believe that a monk can deal with such a vicious female ghost.An elderly woman asked the monk: "Master, are you sure you can fight that female ghost? That female ghost is very powerful. I heard that she jumped from a roof over four feet high without spraining her feet." The monk smiled: "Don't worry, I can solve her by myself. You all wait for the good news at home. You must not get involved. I will start casting spells tonight, so don't peek around and listen. It’s better to stay at home and close the doors and windows early. Don’t come out no matter what you hear.”

Grandpa was in a hurry: "What's the matter? You won't let me see it?" Hong Dagang smiled and said, "I said cousin, do you want to learn the monk's ghost-hunting skills secretly?" The monk heard about the death in the neighboring village as soon as he arrived in Hong's house, so he rushed to this village to see.Grandpa and Hong Dagang also followed.Hong Chungeng and several members of the Hong family came with him. "Who is killing the fish?" the monk asked, sniffing his nose. A bystander explained: "When the people in front died, there was this smell in the house." A vague fishy smell was mixed in the fresh air after the rain.

The monk nodded and said, "That's the breath of the ghost prostitute. The man's thing is gone, it must have been taken away by the ghost prostitute's tricks. The ghost prostitute's lower body has a tongue-shaped body, which is designed to devour the man." Hong Chungeng immediately replied: "Yes, yes. The monk is really powerful. That female ghost really has extra flesh."