An Ping laughed heartily, "This smell... It really packs a punch... You have no idea how hard it was for me to find this stuff in such a short time. It wasn’t easy to find, so I had to mix it up: donkey urine, pig manure, sheep dung balls... and so on... all in this series..."
Seeing the disheveled states of the two people in the yard, the onlookers also burst into laughter.
An Hao couldn’t help but laugh as well.
She gestured for An Ping to come over and whispered urgently into his ear, "Go and call the police from the police station. Also, summon the village party secretary."
"Sis, what should I say?" asked An Ping.
"Just tell them that they’re promoting feudal superstition, performing séances in our yard. The police will definitely come for that."
Shaman Liu and Bai Xue Mei struggled in the pile of dung, and their entire plan had gone down the drain.
An Hao felt a great sense of satisfaction. Covering her nose, she walked up to shaman Liu and said, "Last time, you said my house had good feng shui, so my fortune was flourishing! To ruin my fortune, you had someone throw dung in front of my house in the dead of night. Now you’re saying my fate is poor, and I’ve become the ’Heavenly Lonely Star’! Which one of your statements is true? How much money did you take this time? Let me tell you, An Hao always adheres to a principle: ’If someone doesn’t offend me, I don’t offend them; if someone offends me, I give them three chances; if they offend me again, I repay tit-for-tat; if they persist, I eradicate them completely.’ Today, I’m just repaying you tit-for-tat. If you cause any more trouble, watch out, I’ll eradicate you completely!"
"Indeed, that’s what education does to a person."
"So... is Bai Xue Mei really possessed by a ghost or what??"
"Can’t you see? They’re in cahoots to mess with An Hao, probably just eyeing the young Qin lad."
Now, everyone started to catch on to what was going on.
"No wonder An Hao, the stepmother, is so capable of creating a fuss. The kid’s life has been tough."
Bai Xue Mei saw everyone understanding the situation, and as they pointed and whispered about her, her face couldn’t have looked uglier.
At that moment, she actually felt relieved.
If it weren’t for all the manure on her face, it would’ve probably turned blazing red.
"Alright, enough gawking! Love to watch a spectacle, don’t you! Off you go!" shaman Liu angrily tried to disperse the crowd. Seeing that the villagers didn’t budge, she charged into the crowd, "Don’t believe I can cover you in dung too?"
"Hahaha! Aren’t you some kind of a deity, shaman Liu? A splash of urine and dung knocked you back to your true form, didn’t it?"
"Shut up, all of you! You’re happy to see me make a fool of myself, aren’t you?" Shaman Liu barked furiously.
"Yes." The villagers in the yard laughed and chuckled.
"Won’t somebody go get some water?"
The yard was buzzing with excitement when after a while, both the village party secretary and the police from the station arrived.
"I’ve heard that there is someone here spreading feudal superstition and performing séances. Is there such a thing?" the police officer asked.
"Over there." The villagers all pointed at shaman Liu and Bai Xue Mei.
Seeing the two covered in dung, the police officers couldn’t help but laugh, "You need dung for your séances? This is really an eye-opener. Xiaoliu, Xiaozhang, take them away and have them explain themselves at the station."
"Comrade police officer, I think it’s better to let them clean up first," the village party secretary suggested, unable to bear looking at them. Pointing at Bai Xue Mei, she said, "You—well, I don’t even need to say anything about you."