After the slap on the forehead, the sealing was a success. Now, if anyone saw me, they would notice the fires on my shoulders and above my head had disappeared. In other words, even without opening my Yin-Yang Eyes, I could now see ghosts and goblins because when a person's luck is poor, they can see ghosts—and poor luck definitely means the three fires on one's body are dim and dull.
Everything was ready; I was just waiting for the east wind, now just waiting for nightfall to go count the stairs. I didn't know if I could lure out the thing Ye Xiang described.
Waiting was a long process. There wasn't much for me to do at my master's place, so I decided to go back to the dorm and find Yang Feng and the others to play with and reassure them, so they didn't get scared and sick. The reason they hadn't fallen ill was that the master had called back their frightened souls when he woke them up. I hadn't learned that spell and couldn't remember what it was anymore.
