You Said You Weren't Superstitious, So What's This Spirit-Summoning Ritual?

On a school outing, the campus belle says there's a local legend about a weasel asking people to grant it a title. Lin Yun shakes his head. "That's all feudal superstition. We need to believe in science and socialism!"

Zhao Qingya laughs. "Your family inherited a Taoist temple, but you don't believe in the Three Pure Ones. You believe in Marx instead?"

But in the next moment,

a weasel appears before them. "Friend, do I look like a person or a god?"

Everyone turns deathly pale with fright.

Lin Yun says: "I see a loyal heart devoted to the country, a heart of red devoted to the proletariat! You'd risk everything for others and dare to make the sun and moon take on a new look, my dear comrade!"

Weasel: ???

Everyone is dumbfounded. A weasel asks for a title, and you start talking about communism?

The weasel is enraged and immediately tries to devour them all.

Just then, a talisman inscribed with words like patriotism and dedication flies from Lin Yun's hand!

He then uses a spirit-summoning spell to call the Old Celestial Master into his body, and a bolt of palm lightning blasts the weasel to pieces!

Everyone is baffled. "We agreed not to believe in superstition, and now you're summoning spirits? And you summoned the Old Celestial Master???"

This novel and its characters are entirely fictional. Any resemblance to real people or events is purely coincidental. Do not imitate.