Wishing Well

Mansion

And it happened a hundred years ago. A young man was kicked out of the house, the servants threw his things out from the house while shouting, "Scammer! Scram."

"Its true. Your house is haunted by a ghost."

His medicinal box was thrown out, but the young man caught the plant that they threw instead. He breathed a sigh of relief as the plant landed safely in his arms while the box that laid at his side crashed upon the ground and were broken into pieces and its contents were sprawled on the floor, silver needles, crushed medicine powder and even some pills, cloths and tools.

He stared at the mess.

The young man quietly picked up everything and left with the plant.

"You will regret it," said the man as he looked at the sky, night was approaching and with no moon hanging about, the Yin energy tonight would be the strongest. "The ghost will strike tonight," stated the man as he left for the inn that he was staying temporarily.

Upon reaching the inn, he placed all the items he could carry with him on the table and stared at the plant. He had some spare soil, and the young man slowly and carefully placed some new soil into it and smiled at the plant gleefully. "Once you are grown, my wish will be fulfilled."

He was thirsty and went to get a drink of water, however when he opened the door, two servants were already waiting for him. It was the two that were blatantly, throwing away his stuff before. He stared at them, pretending not to notice, and headed towards the kitchen while the two men began begging him.

"The master had us get you back to the mansion."

"No," he rejected firmly.

"Great Taoist Shi. The young miss is suffering now at the house. You must surely come."

"My answer is still 'No'."

Suddenly one of them kneeled in front of him.

"Please, we beg you. We had treated you with discourtesy, but we have had many of such many physicians that came saying that they would be able to heal our young miss. None of them were able to heal our young miss."

"Yes, the master had a sudden realization that it might be what you had mentioned."

They stared at each other and mumbled, "It might be due to a ghost."

A cold shiver ran up their bodies.

"You are willing to listen to me?" as he inspected them.

"Yes, you were the only one who guessed correctly. The young miss condition had deteriorated even worse than before and just as you had guessed more red spots have began appearing on her body. Your speculations were on the mark," stated the servant.

"Alright, then bring me to her. I will treat her. It's my job to ensure to keep the peace between the living and the dead," said Taoist Shi.

Carrying his previous plant with him, the taoist hurried to the mansion with the two servants. The dark miasma that he is sensing from the air was getting thicker as they approached the place. "Quickly!" he told the servants.

They entered the courtyard and there standing was the young miss of the household and behind her was her parents. Taoist Shi could not clearly see them, but it was suspicious. They seemed to be very tall. Lanterns were slowly lit one by one by a woman, and he was able to make out their figures and saw how they were floating.

They were both dead as they hung by a white cloth around their necks within the house.

"What did you do, fiend?" asked the taoist.