Chapter 9 Daoist Kaixin

"Who is that?" Xiao Zheng looked the old man over in his tattered bagua robe. "A Daoist?"

"We all call him Daoist Kaixin."

"Interesting Daoist name."

"Mm. He was an old gambler who believed in the occult. Later he lost everything. His mind went. He stabbed the winner to death and dissected him in the street, insisting the man had been raising little ghosts in his body to suck away his luck..."

"So the 'happy' part is... physical." Xiao Zheng's mouth twitched.

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