"I also just heard about it! But everything in this world has a spirit, so it's not impossible...If you're interested, you can go take a look. Who knows, there might be..."
As they were talking, the boss serving dishes suddenly chimed in.
"Are you talking about the Hua sisters?"
"Flower Family Sister?"
"The pig you're talking about! It's the one raised by Aunt Jinhua from the west end of the village. It really has lived for more than forty years, even older than me."
Lu Fei became even more curious: "Can that pig really distinguish between real and fake, and read people's hearts?"
"Absolutely true, I saw it with my own eyes! Whether it's real or fake money, or gold and silver jewelry, we can't tell the difference, but Flower Family Sister can spot it at a glance and has never made a mistake!"
"Moreover, no one dares to lie in front of it. Whenever there's a dispute in the village, everyone has them talk in front of Flower Family Sister."
"If someone lies, Flower Family Sister is guaranteed to hear it!"
"Aunt Jinhua is over ninety years old this year, and she's still in good health. Everyone says it's because of Flower Family Sister's protection."
The shop owner spoke with great conviction, a hint of envy in his expression.
"That amazing? Could it really have become a spirit?"
Lu Fei immediately became very interested.
After all, where there are demonic creatures, evil things often follow. Maybe we can find something good.
"Boss, where is Miss Hua? Can we go and see her?"
"You can't go empty-handed; not everyone can see Miss Hua! It's best to bring a gift." The boss reminded them, "She likes to hear people compliment her on her beauty and enjoys eating crisp apples. You have to make her happy! If you want to go, you'd better hurry; she disappears at nightfall!"
Wow, this old sow is quite particular!
Lu Fei and Jing Jian exchanged a glance, losing their appetite. They immediately bought a basket of apples from the boss and prepared to head to the west end of the village.
Before leaving, he looked at Liu Fugui, who was dejected, and then at the gold ring on Ge Huiyun's hand. A thought struck him, and he simply told the others about this strange matter, asking if they were interested in going together.
"Is it really that interesting?"
Tingting, Liu Fugui's daughter, was at an age full of curiosity, and her eyes sparkled with excitement. Hearing about such a bizarre event, she couldn't sit still.
Ge Huiyun, fond of her daughter, gave in to her wishes and decided to accompany her.
Ma Yongming, as expected, followed like a leech. Wherever Ge Huiyun went, he went too.
A large group set out in a grand manner.
After all, who wouldn't be curious about an old sow becoming a spirit?
To the west of the village.
There was a household with low, humble houses.
When Lu Fei and the others arrived with apples, they found that someone had already beaten them to it, also bringing along apples and sweet potatoes as food.
"Aunt Jinhua, I've brought the things that Sister Hua from the Hua family likes. Can you let me see Sister Hua now?"
The person was dressed like a villager, not very old, standing at the door of the low house, his face showing urgency.
"Auntie, you know my father's illness can't wait. If this thing is really an antique, I need to take it to the city to sell so I can pay for my father's medical treatment."
There was a moment of silence inside the house before an old woman's voice was heard.
"My little Hua has a kind heart and sees your filial devotion. Come in."
"Thank you, Aunt Jinhua, thank you, Sister Hua!"
The young man was overjoyed and quickly picked up the fruit and walked into the low house.
Lu Fei and the others exchanged surprised glances, wondering if this old sow was really so magical that she could even appraise antiques?
They hurried over and squeezed in at the door to take a look inside.
The room was very simple, low and narrow, with poor lighting.
Beside the bed sat an old woman whose skin resembled dried tree bark, and it seemed her eyesight was not good, as she leaned on a cane.
Although she was aged, she had kind and benevolent features, without the usual bitter appearance of the elderly.
Behind her lay a plump, white, fuzzy figure.
"Sister Hua, this was dug up from my vegetable garden. Could you please help me see if it's a genuine antique?"
The young villager first placed the apples on the bed, then took out a small round porcelain bowl from his embrace.
The small porcelain basin is milky white all over, cleaned thoroughly, and its surface is free of any impurities, with an antique and elegant design.
As an antique dealer, Liu Fugui instinctively gave it a few glances, shook his head, and muttered, 'It looks quite old, but it doesn't have much character. It's not worth much...'
Lu Fei felt there was something odd about the porcelain basin and couldn't help but take a few more looks.
Strands of eerie cold air were actually emanating from the basin!
This thing probably has a dubious origin!
But he didn't say anything, wanting to see if the old sow could identify it.
The young villager respectfully placed the small porcelain basin by the bedside.
The white, hazy shadow behind the old woman moved, its short hooves stepping forward slowly until it came to the front.
At this moment, everyone could finally see clearly.
It was indeed a pig, plump and white, wearing a flowery shirt, dressed up like a person.
The spotted pig first crunched and munched on the apples, finishing the entire basket before letting out a satisfied burp, then turned its head to sniff at the milky white porcelain bowl beside the bed.
After a while, it shook its big head and let out an uncomfortable grunting sound.
"Auntie, what does Sister Hua mean?"
The young villager hurriedly asked.
"Hua Hua says that this is not a good thing and advises you to throw it away as soon as possible," the old woman shook her head.
"How is it not a good thing? Auntie, just tell me, is it an antique or not?" The young man grew anxious.
"Yes, but this item will bring misfortune to people..."
Before the old woman could finish her sentence, the young man joyfully took back the small porcelain basin.
"Thank you, Auntie, thank you, Sister Hua!"
After bowing several times, he ran off gleefully with the porcelain basin in his arms.
"This child, why won't he listen to advice..." The old woman sighed deeply.
Outside the door, Lu Fei and the others looked at each other, all falling into deep shock.
A pig, could it really appraise treasure?!
Just now, that porcelain basin, an experienced person could tell it was an antique, but the yin energy wasn't something anyone could see.
That pig could actually identify it accurately!
It's simply too amazing!
They were somewhat unable to believe that what they had just seen was real.
Could that young man be a stooge?
But what for, a few baskets of worthless apples?
Lu Fei, full of doubt and astonishment, examined the flowered pig on the bed and suddenly noticed that its hooves didn't seem right.
There are five toes on that hoof.
"So it's a five-toed pig!" Lu Fei seemed to understand.
"What's a five-toed pig?" Liu Fugui's daughter couldn't help asking.
"A normal pig only has four toes. If it has five, it indicates that the pig is a reincarnation of a person after death," Lu Fei explained.
It is said that before butchering a pig, the pig butcher would carefully check how many toes the pig had.
If it had five toes, it could not be killed.
Because such a pig might be there to collect a debt or to return a favor.
If it was killed, the pig butcher would suffer retribution.
From this perspective, this really is a spiritual pig.
Everyone got excited and wanted to go in for a closer look.
"Please go back, our little Flower has already eaten enough today."
The old woman by the bed waved at them.
The female pig sat obediently beside her, clean and odorless, with two eyes that were highly similar to human eyes, scrutinizing everyone intently.
Finally, her gaze fell on Jing Jian and did not move for a long time.
Jing Jian was utterly confused.