After Swapping Identities With My Archenemy - Chapter 8

Chapter 8: Invite the Master to Bai Wuchang

She had never imagined that a Daoist could be this cowardly. Logically, a person like this should not have been chosen by that wandering master in the first place.

Shen Wensi usually didn’t have much interaction with people; she dealt with ghosts and spirits more often.

For a moment, she didn’t know how to deal with Jiang Huaiyi’s honesty.

Jiang Huaiyi didn’t see her speechless expression in the dark. Now that the person next to her was considered a familiar face, she was slightly less afraid.

Although they weren’t that close, Jiang Huaiyi had seen her strength and felt that she was very reliable.

A light suddenly appeared in the coffin, stinging Jiang Huaiyi’s eyes. It turned out that the light source had shone on her eyes.

She reached out and pressed Shen Wensi’s flashlight. The light was a little low, and the sound she made with her neck stiff was also low.

“It’s in my eyes, move it away!”

Then she saw the first speechless expression on Shen Wensi’s cold face.

“How long are you going to sit on me?”

She was about to retort angrily. She looked down and found that she was sitting perfectly on Shen Wensi’s long, flat legs.

She immediately fell silent and moved to the side, a little embarrassed.

The coffin was too small. It was just right for one person to lie down, but it was very cramped for two.

She asked, “What happened just now? I turned my head, and both the weasel and you were gone.”

Shen Wensi analyzed rationally: “The weasel probably didn’t die completely and was playing dead in the corner. Spirit creatures are more skilled in illusions, so we were probably both tricked at the same time.”

Jiang Huaiyi suddenly understood: “No wonder I smelled a fragrance. Aren’t foxes more skilled in illusions?”

Hu (fox), Huang (weasel), Bai (hedgehog), Liu (snake). Weasels weren’t that good at it. If its magic was that powerful, it should have confronted them directly instead of playing dead in the corner.

Shen Wensi nodded: “Indeed. I think the ghost in the coffin probably also had a hand in it.”

She paused there. Her beautiful eyes, filled with inquiry, tried to catch Jiang Huaiyi’s gaze.

“Were you tricked just now?”

Jiang Huaiyi recalled the beautiful face of the late Miss Ge. She thought carefully: “No, even though she used an illusion, I was not swayed!”

She said it with certainty, but Shen Wensi’s suspicious gaze deepened.

“How did she trick you?”

Jiang Huaiyi found a comfortable position to sit in, a little embarrassed: “She just turned into a great beauty and asked me if I would be her wife. I said no. This ghost is really stupid. If she had turned into a pile of money and asked me if I wanted to have her, maybe I would have said yes.”

Shen Wensi: …

Jiang Huaiyi was wearing a very ordinary gray zip-up hoodie. The fabric was a bit old. Underneath, she only wore a pair of faded light blue jeans. On her feet were a pair of very clean white sneakers, but because she had walked on a muddy road yesterday, there were some mud spots she hadn’t had time to clean.

She didn’t look very rich, but her overall demeanor looked very clean.

She had a kind of innocence that hadn’t been beaten down by life. Of course, if you ignored the look in her eyes that yearned for money.

The two of them sat in the coffin, staring at each other. Finally, Jiang Huaiyi took out the fine silk paper from her pocket. The same words were still on it.

She didn’t know what would happen at night.

Miss Ge’s voice faintly came in from outside: “Miss Jiang, I really like you. Won’t you even look at me? Even if I’m a woman, we can still be a couple.”

Jiang Huaiyi shivered. “Ghost, give up! I’m not coming out today!”

A long, faint sigh came from outside. Miss Ge’s resentful voice suddenly became sharp.

“Since you don’t know what’s good for you, men, nail the coffin shut! Bury these two alive and let them be a pair of ill-fated lovers!”

The two of them pushed open the coffin lid in unison. Jiang Huaiyi cursed: “You can’t have me, so you want to destroy me! You’re too vicious!”

Miss Ge’s kicked face was hideous and terrifying. The blood on her face had completely solidified and wouldn’t run.

White maggots were wriggling and crawling out of her mouth. As soon as she opened her mouth, the white maggots would fall down with a rustling sound.

It was too disgusting. Jiang Huaiyi felt like throwing up just from talking.

Miss Ge kept talking: “Are you trying to reason with a ghost?”

Jiang Huaiyi was speechless. The ghosts outside, one by one, surrounded them. Their faces were lifeless. At least they were just paper figures.

Jiang Huaiyi felt that after seeing them just now, her threshold had increased a little. Although she was still afraid, she wouldn’t faint like she did in the daytime.

It was too embarrassing to faint just from being scared after not seeing anything unclean for so long.

The two of them jumped out of the coffin. Because the things outside were paper figures made of bamboo, they were not very agile.

And Miss Ge was dragging her corpse, which was very stiff.

Her neck, which had been kicked crooked, was forced back into place, and it was still dislocated.

The two of them retreated to a corner. There was a fire basin here, and the paper money and paper ingots next to it were ready.

Shen Wensi leaned against the wall leisurely, completely unafraid of the ghosts in front of her. She left Jiang Huaiyi trembling in place.

This ghost cultivator had no intention of helping her. Of course, she also knew that it was not easy for a ghost cultivator to control ghosts. They might have their own little ghosts, but even if they released them, they wouldn’t be of much use against so many ghosts here.

The more tense the situation became, the calmer Jiang Huaiyi became.

Her brain was extremely excited, but her body was still in an orderly manner. It would be more convincing if her hands weren’t shaking.

Her mind was racing. She didn’t know if these wandering spirits were accumulated over the years.

In the morning, the town outside looked normal, with a bustling street and a prosperous scene. Why did it become so dead at night?

Her mind was still a mess, as if something was covering it. She couldn’t remember the spells she was so familiar with. Since the traditional methods couldn’t be used, she had to think of a strange trick.

She took out the paper she carried with her and wrote down the names of a few “soul walkers” she was familiar with. She explained to Shen Wensi while she was writing.

“Since our identities have been swapped, when my friends come later, remember to say that you’re the one who invited them.”

The paper money and paper ingots were ready-made. There weren’t many. She saw Shen Wensi still standing there motionlessly and couldn’t help but pull her, asking her to come and fold paper ingots with her.

Shen Wensi’s eyes were as sharp as a torch. She remembered Jiang Huaiyi’s timid appearance at home. In just one day, she had already started ordering her around.

The gold paper was ready-made. Under her hands, it quickly turned into round paper ingots. She had always been the one who was offered things, but she had never folded paper ingots for others herself.

Shen Wensi spread her hands. She didn’t plan to help. Instead, she folded the lantern next to her, kicked a large round table, lit the table legs, held a torch, and shook it in front of the ghosts. As long as a paper figure dared to come closer, she would light it without hesitation.

The ghosts here had been lingering for too long. They finally got a decent body and naturally didn’t want to come forward.

Logically, with so much Yin energy, the torch should have automatically gone out when they got close, but for some reason, the torch in Shen Wensi’s hand burned intensely. When they got close, they felt a scorching heat.

For a moment, not a single ghost dared to approach.

Jiang Huaiyi’s fingers were almost sparking in the back. She quickly burned the folded paper ingots and paper money.

Then she also burned the horoscopes of a few familiar “soul walkers.” Offering sacrifices to the living was not good, but these people had passed away a few years ago.

She drew a circle around the fire basin, leaving an opening in the southwest corner for her old friends to come and get it.

If these people hadn’t been reincarnated yet, they would definitely have been recruited by the underworld.

Even one or two of them coming up would be great.

There was no wind in the room, but the paper ash swirled upwards. This meant it was being burned and sent out.

A gust of Yin wind blew by. Just as Jiang Huaiyi was about to get excited, she saw that the hands of the few ghosts standing in front were holding a stack of paper ingots and paper money, and a satisfied fake smile appeared on their faces.

Jiang Huaiyi: …

No, why are you guys stealing them!!!

She annoyedly threw more paper money and folded a few more paper ingots.

A larger gust of Yin wind blew by. The hands of the ghosts in the back row also held paper ingots and paper money.

A few ghosts even looked at her with anticipation, extending their hands.

Their looks seemed to say, “More, boss!”

Could it be that her connections below had all been reincarnated? Jiang Huaiyi really couldn’t figure it out. Why didn’t a single one of them come?

Shen Wensi even laughed. Although she tried her best to restrain herself, Jiang Huaiyi still heard her muffled chuckle.

Jiang Huaiyi was completely speechless. She clapped her hands and stood up. She found that not a single ghost had come over. As soon as one got close, the torch in Shen Wensi’s hand was like a sharp sword. Where it pointed, no living person should approach.

A thought suddenly appeared in her mind. Without thinking, she blurted it out: “Can you hold it like this until dawn?”

Shen Wensi: …

Jiang Huaiyi had already found a chair and sat down. If she hadn’t forgotten to bring sunflower seeds, she would definitely be cracking some and enjoying the show.

She was always the one being scared by ghosts. Where else could you find a scene like this, teasing ghosts?

Jiang Huaiyi sighed. After all, she wouldn’t leave her in danger. She gathered all the gold paper and coins she could find next to the coffin.

There was even a ghost that looked like a child who helped her kick over a large stack. Then it made a counting money gesture and looked at her with a face full of anticipation.

Jiang Huaiyi was completely speechless now. Even those originally pale and terrifying faces now looked a little comical.

She folded and burned with all her might, trying to summon the few people below.

Until the last paper ingot was burned, she didn’t see any of those familiar figures.

Jiang Huaiyi was completely exhausted. To make matters worse, a gust of Yin wind blew by, and the very short torch in Shen Wensi’s hand also went out.

The ghosts that had just been fawning over her all changed their expressions and quickly surrounded them.

This was it. Jiang Huaiyi couldn’t help but hug her head. She was going to be eaten alive by these things. A young master of the new generation was going to die in this wilderness.

The expected cold feeling didn’t come. Jiang Huaiyi couldn’t help but open one eye. A very pale face appeared in front of her.

It wasn’t as gray and stiff as the paper figures. It was almost transparent, and under Jiang Huaiyi’s gaze, it gradually solidified.

He was wearing a tall white hat with the words “Encountering wealth at first sight” written on it.

Shen Wensi on the side raised an eyebrow: “Your friend?”

Jiang Huaiyi shook her head. This face was not anyone she knew.

With such a distinct feature, she knew who he was without thinking. It was none other than the famous Bai Wuchang of the Yin and Yang realms.

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