The night was silent.

Chapter 124 Division of Labor

After finishing, they parted ways with Mo Ting.

I went to save the woman who had fallen into the water, and Old Mo went after the fleeing ghostly child.

I dashed to the edge of the lake, discarded the peach wood sword in my hand, and plunged headfirst into the water.

When I was little, in the summer, my village friends and I would sneak off to the river to swim.

My swimming skills are quite good.

Therefore, I swam to the side of the drowning person at a very fast speed.

Drowning victims, due to swallowing water and other reasons, become extremely panicked.

They grab onto anything they can, and once they have a hold, they cling on for dear life.

I had learned this the hard way as a child, almost being pulled to the bottom by a drowning friend.

So, when rescuing the woman, I didn't grab her hands but her long hair.

Lifting her head out of the water, I began to pull her back.

However, Wang Qin struggled quite fiercely.

She coughed and thrashed around after swallowing water:

"Ah, cough, cough, cough, save me, save me..."

"Don't thrash around, or we'll both die in this water."

I shouted, dragging Wang Qin towards the shore.

Wang Qin understood my words and struggled less violently. As I was supporting her, allowing her to breathe, she began to cooperate.

Even so, dragging a person in the water is still very strenuous.

Fortunately, the spot where she fell in was not far from the shore.

Holding her up, I reached the bank in no time.

Then, I pushed her up and onto the bank.

As soon as she reached the shore, Wang Qin knelt down, clutching her throat and retching violently.

It seemed she had swallowed quite a lot of water.

I patted her back and then said:

"Sister Qin, Wang Uncle and Aunt Wang called me to save you. You're alright now."

After a few more coughs, Wang Qin looked up with a look of terror.

When she saw me, she seemed surprised:

"You, you're Qin Ze, the one who lives next door to my parents?"

I was surprised she knew my name.

I smiled and nodded:

"Yes, it's me.

I'm also a Daoist priest.

I have a general idea of what happened to you.

Don't be afraid now, I can save you."

Hearing this, Wang Qin suddenly became frightened, looking around in panic.

"That, that ghostly child wanted to harm me.

It was him, he's the one who pushed me into the water."

As she spoke, her body trembled.

Her face was also very pale from fear.

"It's alright now, my friend has already gone to chase that ghostly child.

Here, hold this. It will protect you.

Wait for me here. I'll be right back."

As I spoke, I handed Wang Qin the Bagua mirror from my body.

Wang Qin took it nervously, still looking terrified.

But I didn't have time to comfort her now; I had to go after them.

What if Old Mo encountered trouble? That would be difficult.

After speaking, I gave Wang Qin the Bagua mirror and then, holding my peach wood sword, followed the direction Old Mo had gone.

Wang Qin realized that I had already run quite far.

She was now very flustered and scared, and could only lean against the wall, clutching the Bagua mirror tightly and trembling.

I followed along the small path.

It had only been a short while, and I couldn't see Mo Ting anywhere.

However, as I was about to exit the park, I heard sounds of fighting.

I ran towards the sounds of combat.

Soon, I saw Old Mo and the ghostly child fighting on a path in the park.

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The ghostly child had its mouth wide open, with a long tongue.

It crawled on all fours, moving very quickly.

It kept emitting low growls of "wuwuwu."

In an instant, it darted into the nearby bushes.

When Mo Ting rushed over, the ghostly child had already disappeared.

But the next second, the ghostly child suddenly appeared on the trunk of a tree behind Mo Ting and lunged at him.

Opening its jaw, filled with jagged teeth, it lunged towards the back of Mo Ting's head.

Seeing this, I showed a look of alarm:

"Old Mo, be careful!"

As I spoke, I threw the peach wood sword in my hand at the ghostly child.

With its mouth full of sharp teeth, if it bit Mo Ting's head, would he still have a chance to live?

Because my appearance was sudden, the ghostly child hadn't noticed me.

The peach wood sword I threw directly pierced the ghostly child.

With a scream, the ghostly child was impaled and flipped onto the ground.

Only then did Mo Ting react, looking at the ghostly child with anger:

"You little brat, daring to sneak attack me."

Saying that, he raised his peach wood sword and swung it at the ghostly child on the ground.

The ghostly child, terrified, rolled and dodged repeatedly.

It cried out "wuwuwu..."

And I quickly rushed over.

After dodging, the ghostly child put some distance between itself and us.

Then it turned back and shouted hoarsely and resentfully at me and Mo Ting:

"Ah! Bad people, bad people..."

Its voice was very sharp and piercing.

"You little brat, still dare to shout at me!"

With that, Mo Ting continued to chase after it.

But the child leaped, like a monkey, crawling with all four limbs, and quickly climbed up a tree trunk.

Finally, it climbed the trunk and directly jumped over the park wall.

Seeing this, Mo Ting and I quickly pursued.

But when we climbed over the wall, the ghostly child was nowhere to be seen.

It had already disappeared somewhere to hide.

"Shit, we actually let that ghostly child escape."

Old Mo said with some frustration.

I frowned and sneered:

"The monk can run, but the temple can't. We'll deal with this brat sooner or later.

Old Mo, let's go back and take care of that woman first.

We'll discuss the matter of the ghostly child later."