C2 Expedition in Peril

The red-eyed, white-haired yellow-skinned man turned his head and stared at me. I felt the red light in front of my eyes flash wildly, as if someone were aiming a red-dot scope at your eyes and flicking it around.

As I was stared at by its eyes, my head felt a little heavy, and my consciousness began to blur. Before I fainted, I saw an old man run towards me. As he did so, he took a piece of yellow paper covered with red lines from his pocket and slapped it on my forehead. I didn't know what to do.

When I woke up, I was lying on the kang at home. I found myself covered in strange patterns. My family said I was sent back by an old man who claimed to be surnamed Bai.

He also told my parents that I had been possessed by a yellow-skinned beauty and that the patterns on my body should not be washed away for seven days. Whether this child lived or died depended on these seven days. He left behind some medicinal herbs for her to fry every day before he left.

My parents didn't see the man as a joke, and I was still in a daze. He looked for people who understood Chinese medicine in the forest and said that he had left some ginseng, cinnabar and the like.

Then, for seven days, I'll fry some soup for me to drink. If I can't eat, I'll spit out whatever I eat. Every day, he would only be half asleep. In those seven days, I was always dreaming. In my dream, I saw the Elder Bai and the red-eyed and white-furred guy fighting.

After seven days of miserable suffering, he finally stopped having nightmares. He could also eat some porridge like food and his body began to improve.

About half a month later, the old man who called himself Bai came to my house and told me about some of the things that had happened to him while he was trying to catch the weasel and how I was sick. Adding up what I later learned from him, it was basically like this.

This Elder Bai, was in fact a surnamed.

Bai Ze was a branch of Bai Ze's family. Bai Ze was said to be a divine beast from ancient times; he could speak human language, recognize all sorts of ghosts and monsters, and knew how to subdue them. He helped the Yellow Emperor unify the Central Plains, so the Yellow Emperor named some military generals with military exploits based on the name of the divine beast.

In the beginning, the people of Bai Ze's clan had left behind a copy of the 'White Pool Painting' for future generations. The descendants of the Bai Ze clan practiced the arts of controlling ghosts and ghosts, as well as the Yin Yang Five Elemental Arts and the like, according to the method written in the map.

Furthermore, each clansman would also need to add their own experience and lessons in ghost hunting.

The clan members are all called "Ghost Scripture", I have read some of the books in Elder Bai. I was not interested in some of the strange beasts of the ancient era, but the book mentioned some stories about hunting ghosts and exterminating demons. I read them with great interest, like a handwritten version of a ghost diary.

Three months ago, Elder Bai found this harming hundred year old yellow-skinned spirit, and chased him all the way here. However, this old yellow-skinned spirit was also not an expert in this field. Elder Bai used all of his skills to injure it, the injured Yellow Skin Essence panicked and tried to find a way to meet me, the Primordial Spirit left my body and prepared to escape.

However, the Elder Bai sealed me in his body using a talisman and treated me like an urn and that yellow-skinned man like a turtle.

Later on, the Elder Bai also performed his technique on the Primordial Spirit, and only then did he manage to destroy the Primordial Spirit of the Yellow Skin Essence.

But the Elder Bai said that my Primordial Spirit was also injured like this, although he provided me with many precious top-grade ginseng to stabilise my vitality. I was like a weather forecast for our forest yard at the time.

As soon as there was a change in the temperature of the grass, I was certain to be the first to fall ill; either a cold or a cold, or a cold plus a cold.

Seeing how miserable I was eating medicine everyday, Elder Bai felt a little sorry. After all, this had something to do with him.

From time to time, he would come over to my house to teach me some martial arts. When my parents heard that it could cure my body, they strongly supported it. First, it was about strengthening one's body and nourishing one's Qi. Afterwards, there were some practical moves, fighting techniques, and weapons.

After practicing for about 6 years, the Elder Bai would disappear from time to time. The duration was uncertain. The longest was half a year, while the shortest was just a few days.

I can be said to have benefited from misfortune these past six years. Not mentioning that my body has fully recovered. He was a lot more agile and stronger than his peers, climbing trees on the walls and fighting each other. The naughty one was like a shitfish on a steamboat — notorious, and no one in the neighborhood knew which bastard had given me the nickname "Monkey". This infuriated my father, and kept saying that it would be better to keep my mind at ease.

After graduating from junior high school, my family sent me to be a soldier, and was assigned to an army unit on the Yunnan border. Due to the good foundation he had laid previously, he was chosen by the scout who was directly under his teacher.

The Yunnan border troops did not come up with a name to make us sound cool. We were on full alert all day long, and the order came down from above.

Handling border incidents, catching criminals across borders, attacking drug convoys, etc. So I crawled around in the rain forest in Yunnan for four years, but in the end, I only mixed up with a small class monitor and couldn't get any work done, so I had to go back to my job and earn another living.

After returning home, I went to a comrade called "Manager Qian". His surname was Qian, but he wasn't some shopkeeper. Manager Qian is just like me who was addressed as monkey, they are all aliases. "This man's biggest feature is his special interest in managing money and anything of value. After he becomes a soldier, he will be our company's clerk and buyer.

After he went to another profession, he could even hear our Company Commander complaining, "How is this the same amount of funds? It's already enough when the Manager Qian is here, and by the time the month ends in your hands, we'll only be able to drink cabbage soup?" When the Manager Qian was in the army, he took a self-examination as a finance major and after graduation, went to Shanghai to work as an accountant at a business English school.

With the help of the Manager Qian, he managed to get a job at his company, doing system maintenance.

Just like this, half a year passed, and the company organized all its employees to travel.