They All Say I've Met a Ghost

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The Maoshan Sect had a political teacher.

There was actually nothing strange about this. Many large private and state-owned enterprises currently attached great importance to political education. In its capacity as a large-scale tourist attraction, there was absolutely nothing remarkable about the employees in the Maoshan Sect's scenic area receiving some ideological and political education.

But for the inner disciples — those who daily studied the Tao Te Ching, the Maoshan Sect's secret writings, the Record of a Hundred Ghosts, the sixty-four trigrams of the I-Ching, the Tui Bei Tu, ancient and modern arrays and all manner of subjects like that — the traditional Daoists, for them to suddenly also have to take a political class, the sort of political class where they had to keep up with the country's current affairs and politics and write reflections on whatever conferences there were... didn't there seem to be something wrong with this picture?

The disciples protested against the political class many times, and even jointly wrote to the assembly of the sect elders, but they were all turned down.

The political teacher, Shen Jianguo, was a serious, earnest, extremely conscientious person. He gave a quiz every three days and a test every five. Some of the disciples took the questions for the national civil service exam and completed them in time. They found that their written examinations could get them high marks. If not for the fact that their academic records were insufficient, they would have been able to have careers as civil servants.

But they were future Daoists! Why should they have to test for civil service?

They were different from ordinary people. They were disciples who had seen with their own eyes that ghosts existed. They were a group of people who struggled in the shadows to guard the world. They were so great — why did they have to study politics?

They really didn't want to remember the significance of some assembly of some committee's plenary session!

Nearly a hundred students gathered together to plan to teach Teacher Shen a lesson. Their politics grades wouldn't impact the completion of their apprenticeships; they weren't afraid of Teacher Shen giving them bad grades.

Some disciples made inquiries. The reason for Teacher Shen's great power within the Maoshan Sect was that he and Ning Tiance, the chief disciple of the Maoshan sect and the designated future sect leader, had a relationship of a delicate nature. The word was that Ning Tiance was a rare talent, not seen at the Maoshan Sect in a thousand years. In order to persuade him to stay, Sect Leader Ning had reluctantly agreed to let him use his power for personal gain and bring Teacher Shen to work at the Maoshan Sect so the two of them could conveniently date.

After their discussion, these good for nothing disciples raised a stink in class.

"This whole class is asking to go on vacation together?" Teacher Shen stared at the note.

"Teacher Shen, we have an important task to do," said Lou Taichu, the head of the class and the leader of the plot. “Some time ago, while developing a natural oxygen bar tourist attraction in G Province, the developers discovered a mass grave dating back to an unknown period. Without performing a rite, the developers dug up the bones and sent them to a crematorium to be burned. Now the tourist site gets daily hauntings, and the developers are so poor they can't afford to buy pants. They specially requested that we Maoshan disciples come at once. Since it was a mass grave, there must be many resentful spirits, so I decided to take all the disciples along. We need to take a month off."

"A month! You'll fall very far behind on your school work." Teacher Shen's face was troubled. "How about you do it during a public holiday?"

"No need, no need," Lou Taichu said immediately. "In fact, we only need a long time to prepare. Teacher Shen can come with us, and even enjoy the natural oxygen bar at the same time."