《Otherworldly Merchant》Chapter 547.2: The Bronze Bow (Part 2)
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“Will a talisman do the trick?” Li Mazi’s situation wasn’t better than mine. He was hit at his thigh since he didn’t run fast enough. His trousers were burning. If the arrow had stabbed him a few centimeters higher, he would have had to kiss goodbye to his happiness. At this moment, he was flustered.
I’ve got it! That ghost was sensing our Yang energy to shoot us. As long as we concealed our Yang energy, she wouldn’t have a target!
With that thought, I didn’t hesitate to put the Yang Concealing Talismans on our bodies. The female ghost became hesitant. The Yang Concealing Talisman worked efficiently. I gave Li Mazi a thumbs-up. I casually threw the Sirius Whip aside and slowly approached the female ghost.
Since she had lost sight of us, she was a little bewildered. She hovered still in the air. It was a good time for me to take action. When I was close enough to her, I took out a handful of cinnabar powder from my pocket and sprinkled it on her!
It was too late for her to react or dodge my attack. When the cinnabar powder hit her, her body sizzled and burned.
She shot me a furious glance but she didn’t attack me. It was now past midnight, the time when she had the thickest Yin energy. She knew she wasn’t my equal enemy now. Her body shook. Then, she disappeared into thin air.
I wanted to chase after her, but then I saw a strange bow on the floor. It was the bow where the female ghost resided. If the otherworldly item had appeared, I didn’t need to follow her.
I asked Li Mazi to watch the bow while I went to the bed to check on Mr. Jin. I heaved a sigh of relief when I found that he was breathing normally.
After hearing the commotion, Ye Chen brought the bodyguards upstairs and asked, “What happened?”
Since the female ghost had left in fright and had even discarded the bow she was taking shelter in, I was certain that she wouldn’t return tonight. I asked Ye Chen to go back to his room to sleep. Afterward, I turned on the desk lamp and observed the bow.
The bow seemed to be made of bronze as I saw many patina spots on it. The arch part of the bow had a lot of carvings with some small animal totems.
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This bow seemed to be a weapon dedicated to the Manchurian archers. However, I didn’t find anything from its appearance. When I touched it, I realized the bow wasn’t simple. The surface was rusty but it felt so smooth to the touch, just like warm embers.
I recalled what Ye Chen told me earlier. Mr. Jin’s madness surfaced after he returned from a hunt in Mount Changbai. I thought it had something to do with this bow. Now, I needed to wait until he woke up.
Although I knew the female ghost wouldn’t return, I still watched the bow through the night. When the first beam of the sunrise shone through the window, I exhaled in relief. I woke Li Mazi up and handed him the bow before going to my guest room to rest.
When I woke up later that day, Mr. Jin was also up. However, he had no recollection of what he had done yesterday. He only said that he didn’t sleep well last night.
I simply washed my face and asked Li Mazi to take the bow. I wanted to ask Mr. Jin some questions. Unexpectedly, before I could ask him, Mr. Jin had a skeptical look on his face and asked, “How did you get my bow?”
“Your bow? Where did you put your bow?” I asked.
“After the last hunt, I’ve kept it in my house,” said Mr. Jin.
I didn’t want to hide the truth from him, so I told him every detail about last night’s encounter. Mr. Jin then called his wife and asked her to open his storage chamber to see if the bronze bow was still there. His wife told him that his safe chamber was locked, but the bow was gone…
“What?!” Mr. Jin slumped onto the ground, feeling helpless. A moment later, he pulled himself together. However, his voice was pessimistic. “Master Zhang, what should I do now?”
“How did you get this bow?”
He shot a fearful glance at the bow then told me his story. Many big shots had their hobbies. For example, some liked beautiful women, some like hunting, and others liked collecting antiques. Mr. Jin happened to have two hobbies. He liked hunting and collecting antiques.
One time, he had returned from his hunt in Mount Changbai. Coincidentally, he saw a Manchurian uncle selling bows and arrows. He found them interesting. That bow captured his eyes at the first glance. He ended up buying the bow for ten thousand renminbi.
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He went hunting in Mount Changbai one more time to check out the bow. After that hunting trip, the female ghost started to pester him. Mr. Jin looked regretful. He scolded and cursed the uncle who had sold the bow to him.
I just smiled and didn’t say anything. However, I disdained him. He didn’t have good eyes and was blaming his mistake on the other person.
Since we didn’t have a good sleep last night, after brunch, we went to our room to rest. Before I drifted into sleep, I saw Li Mazi walking back and forth. His face looked worried as if he had a burden on his mind.
“Hey, brother. Do you miss your wife?” I teased him. However, he still wore a grimace. I recognized something was strange. I got up and talked to him.
“Little Brother Zhang, do you know what I encountered last night?” Li Mazi sounded as though he was about to cry. I found this strange. Yesterday, we had been together the entire time. There was a time while he was sleeping and I was watching the bow. However, there wasn’t anything abnormal about that time.
“It was almost morning when I heard some sweeping footsteps. I thought it was you, so I didn’t pay attention. The footsteps then grew lighter. Afterward, I couldn’t hear them anymore. I knew it didn’t feel right. When I opened my eyes, I saw a white shadow holding a sword. He wanted to kill me. I was lucky that I had the Yin and Yang Umbrella near me. I used it to parry with him. Otherwise, you wouldn’t be seeing your brother right now!”
After listening to Li Mazi, I felt shocked. The female ghost that attacked us yesterday wore Manchurian traditional clothes. Li Mazi had just told me that he was attacked by a white shadow.
It meant there were at least two spirits in this villa. Since the white shadow wasn’t sucked into the Yin and Yang Umbrella, he was stronger than the female ghost.
From what had happened yesterday, I could roughly conclude that the two spirits were strong enough that they could have easily killed Mr. Jin. It would be an easy task, like flipping their hands. However, they didn’t. They just kept torturing him.
It was strange. I pondered, then discussed a plan with Li Mazi.
We slept through the morning. After lunch, I returned to my room and followed the plan. Li Mazi left the villa quietly.
In the late afternoon, we heard the sound of a car engine from outside the villa. I took a look through the window. A car stopped and two men accompanied an old woman out of the car.
The woman appeared to be in her sixties, and she looked sophisticated. The other two men were around forty years old. The three of them had inexplicable auras. I was curious about their identities. However, since Mr. Jin was a tycoon, it was normal that he had some classy friends. I didn’t pay attention to this group of people.
Not long after I tucked into the bed, I heard the sound of people throwing things downstairs. Then, I heard Mr. Jin quarreling with the old woman.
I thought they would stop soon, but that didn’t happen. I wanted to go downstairs to talk them out of the fight, but it was Mr. Jin’s business. It wasn’t appropriate to put my nose into this.
At this moment, rushing footsteps came from the corridor. Ye Chen charged into the room. His face looked worried. He panted and said, “Master Zhang, my boss has lost control again…”
“What?” I dashed downstairs without putting my shoes on. At this moment, Mr. Jin’s eyes had turned blood red. His face was twisting. He looked fierce.
He was holding a glass. It seemed he wanted to throw it at that classy old woman. The bodyguards were pressing onto him.
Mr. Jin struggled hard. He gazed at the old woman and screamed, “I’m going to kill you. I’ll kill you all. You have to pay for my Erniang’s life!”
The other people were bewildered when they heard him scream. However, I thought I had gained a clue!
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