Chapter 14

In the utter silence, where you could hear a pin drop, the old man slowly began to move his hands and feet, and the sobs escaping his throat inexplicably evoked a sense of grievance.

The next moment, she lifted her foot and walked towards Xu with a light and heavy step.

Xu Xing immediately sensed something was wrong; the unbelievable conjecture made the veins on the back of his hand bulge with suppressed anger. "You'd better give me a reasonable explanation."

The tender moment between life and death was shattered in an instant, and Jiang Zhuochen moved two zhang away from him without any remorse. "It's just an illusion, you are still you."

Xu Xing was furious. "What have you turned me into?"

Jiang Zhuochen pointed, "Its mother."

Xu Xing took a step back, and the old man took a step forward, his expression becoming sad, as if he didn't understand why his mother didn't want it anymore.

It can't speak; it can only utter a few rapid syllables to attract attention.

"Don't back out." Jiang Zhuochen suppressed a laugh, clasped his hands together, and pleaded in a low voice, "We're already here, can you coax the ghost baby out?"

She raised her hands to cover her mouth and nose, leaving only her shimmering eyes to meet Xu Xing's gaze.

Xu Xing looked away and awkwardly extended a hand towards the old man; this was the maximum he had anticipated.

The ghost baby remained firmly inside the old man's body; the elderly man's appearance combined with the baby's movements created an extremely disturbing scene.

Someone behind him, eager to stir up trouble, nudged him and muttered, "Say something, smile. People can't feel your maternal love if you're so stiff."

Xu Xing took a deep breath. "Come here, come to Mom."

"puff."

Jiang Zhuochen covered his mouth, meeting Xu Xing's turned head. His expression was calm, but every eyebrow betrayed his intention to settle scores later.

The piercing cries changed from intermittent to continuous, and in Xu Xing's emotionless hook, the ghost baby's small hand rested on the old man's shoulder, slowly revealing its head.

"Ah, ah."

Jiang Zhuochen gestured for Xu Xing to quietly step back, increasing the distance between them and the old man. The ghost infant eagerly stretched out its hand, revealing most of its body.

Xu Xing had no choice but to call out a few more times.

The moment the ghost infant left his body, Jiang Zhuochen disregarded everything else and used his spiritual power to create an array that pinned the ghost infant to the ground.

The deceived ghost infant struggled and rolled within the formation, wailing pitifully. The flowing ghostly energy gathered, swirling into a terrifying black hole, plunging even the area outside the villa's barrier into darkness.

Jiang Zhuochen pushed Xu Xing away and ran in another direction. The ghostly energy surged like a gale, devouring everything in its path, while the other half hung darkly above the ghost infant's head.

Fearing that the ghost baby might take the opportunity to break free, Jiang Zhuochen jumped down from the second floor, landed next to Xu Xing, and took out a fire talisman to infuse it with spiritual power.

“I’ll distract these things, you find a chance to burn it.”

Before they finished speaking, black energy surged from beneath their feet, instantly enveloping their heads and relentlessly encroaching on them without giving them any respite!

The nascent barrier was broken, and Jiang Zhuochen's pupils dilated in shock. Desperate, he pressed close to the barrier and slowly made his way in.

The ghostly energy that had been so aggressive, threatening to shatter the two of them, was blocked by a force just before it touched Xu Xing, and then dissipated in large quantities.

Jiang Zhuochen had no time to reflect. He worked together to extinguish the remaining ghostly energy from the successful breakthrough, then passed through the torn crack and knelt down on one knee to ignite the formation.

The ghost infant's body was refined in the flames, and the ghostly energy it released stopped moving in the air.

The two exchanged a complicated look. Jiang Zhuochen turned his head and sensed that the ghostly energy outside was weakening. He thought that the ghostly energy would gradually dissipate because the ghost infant had disappeared.

He clapped his hands, but before he could even open his mouth, he noticed Xu Xing's pale face. Jiang Zhuochen quickly ran over to support him.

"Are you hurt?"

Xu Xing clutched his chest, a familiar feeling washing over him. The scene before him was even darker than before, and his rapidly beating heart seemed to be guiding him. After he got used to it a little, he subconsciously looked towards the sharp, pointed peak between the two mountains.

Jiang Zhuochen grabbed his wrist and searched his entire body, but found nothing amiss. He immediately became anxious. "What's wrong? Are you alright?"

Jiang Zhuochen followed his gaze and asked, "What's there?"

"I don't know." Xu Xing couldn't say, but he felt inexplicably drawn to that place.

The ghostly aura had not completely dissipated, and Jiang Zhuochen was afraid that Xu Xing might have come into contact with something, so he led Xu Xing in that direction.

Upon arriving at their destination, Jiang Zhuochen clearly sensed something suppressing the heavy ghostly aura. He immediately felt something was amiss, and Xu Xing's expression worsened.

"I'll take you back first; I'll take care of things here."

"Don't worry about me." Xu Xing rubbed his temples. "I've gotten used to it after these few times."

These last few times?

The next moment, Jiang Zhuochen remembered that Xu Xing had experienced the same thing not long ago. That person had also suddenly started feeling unwell for no apparent reason.

What symptoms?

"My heart is racing," Xu Xing exhaled. "And there's a strong attraction to a certain place."

What do the two have in common?

"Are they all ghosts?" Otherwise, Xu Xing wouldn't be able to figure out why something was wrong.

So these symptoms are still caused by a ghost?

He found a place to settle Xu Xing and went alone to clear away all the ghostly energy. The moment he finished, he suddenly sensed the aura of his master's soul.

Jiang Zhuochen was greatly shocked and hurriedly took out the Longevity Lamp to summon the soul.

A wisp of soul drifted slowly from between the two mountains, lingered for a moment in Jiang Zhuochen's palm, and then entered the lamp and merged with another part of it.

The warmth lingered in his palm, and this unexpected joy filled Jiang Zhuochen with delight. He held the lamp closer, wiped the lamp's surface with his hand, and gazed at the slightly brighter flame.

Deprived of the nourishment of the Flame Heart, the soul swayed slightly from side to side within the inner wall, parallel to Jiang Zhuochen's gaze.

Jiang Zhuochen smiled and reluctantly put away the longevity lamp after a long while.

After calming down, Jiang Zhuochen finally had the mind to think about other things.

The master's soul is very likely connected to the vengeful ghosts of this world, so searching for the soul from ghosts is the most effective method.

Looking at the figure blending into the night in the distance, Jiang Zhuochen paused, the words the other person had said automatically popping into his mind.

His heart raced; he was inexplicably drawn to something. Was it a certain place that attracted him, or was there something else entirely?

Both times it clearly pointed to the master's soul.

Xu Xing could sense his master's soul. This realization made him quicken his pace unconsciously, wanting to run to the other person.

If that's the case, then he can collect his master's remnant soul even faster, which is a good thing.

Hearing footsteps, Xu Xing turned around and waited quietly for Jiang Zhuochen to come over.

The moon's outline was exceptionally clear in the cloudless night sky, and the silvery moonlight fell on Xu Xing. At first glance, he seemed to merge with his master, and he could only feel that otherworldly and otherworldly demeanor from his master.

He couldn't help but speculate that the two people shared the same name, even looked alike, and could sense his master's soul.

But the longevity lamp didn't react to him.

The Heavenly Treasures cannot err, which can only prove that everything was a coincidence. However, at least one thing is certain: even evil spirits gave way, so Xu Xing is no ordinary person.

Having such a "treasure" that is even more useful than the longevity lamp, he must make good use of it.

Xu Xing's unusual symptoms had disappeared. He reached out and brushed the lingering pleasure from Jiang Zhuochen's eyes. "What's wrong? Why are you so happy?"

The itch made Jiang Zhuochen blink. "Are you alright?"

"Um."

Sure enough, he was fine after his soul was found.

Jiang Zhuochen asked him, "Can you help me find someone?"

His eyes were sharp, his expression resolute. Xu Xing looked away, feeling inexplicably uncomfortable. "Who is it?"

"Someone very important to me." His master wasn't from the modern world, so even if he told Xu Xing, Xu Xing wouldn't know. He could only speak earnestly, hoping that the other party would help him out of consideration for their past acquaintance.

Xu Xing's expression calmed down, but the other party still looked pitiful. "Why do you want me to help you find it?"

Jiang Zhuochen said, "You brought me here, and you can sense his soul."

Xu Xing understood; it turned out that the inexplicable palpitations were caused by the soul of another person. Hearing this, Xu Xing felt even worse.

Who exactly are you?

Even if a Taoist priest is just spouting nonsense and throwing out some talismans, he doesn't believe that anyone in this world really knows magic.

Jiang Zhuochen didn't speak immediately. He lowered his head to weigh his options and hesitated before saying, "I'm afraid you won't believe me if I tell you."

Having witnessed so many bizarre scenes, Xu Xing had a premonition. "You go first."

Jiang Zhuochen explained his identity and the reasons for his coming to this world. To prove that what he said was true, he directly grasped Xu Xing's hand. Pale blue spiritual energy swirled in their clasped hands, just like when Jiang Zhuochen helped him heal a few days ago.

He released his hand and added, "Keep it a secret for me."

Xu Xing remained silent, and Jiang Zhuochen, lacking discernment, could not fathom the other's thoughts, so he could only follow behind, completely bewildered.

The next day, Wu Chengjun brought his two children over and found the elderly man inside the house, who was barely breathing.

Jiang Zhuochen shrugged. "Her birthday is coming up soon, there's nothing I can do about it. If you have anything to say, say it now."

"Okay, okay," Wu Chengjun replied, rubbing his fingertips on the back of his hand.

Chen Sheng twisted his neck a couple of times and scratched his head. "Brother Jiang, I'll go out with you."

Although it was somewhat unpleasant, Chen Sheng wasn't a member of the Wu family, so staying here wasn't convenient for him.

Chen Sheng quietly closed the door, following Jiang Zhuochen like a tail. Annoyed by the constant shaking, Jiang Zhuochen turned around and glanced at him.

What's wrong with you?

Chen Sheng, with a shameless grin, nudged him with his shoulder, "Wow, Jiang, you're amazing! Does your sect still recruit?"

He had only ever seen Taoist priests exorcising ghosts on TV, but after experiencing it firsthand, he was filled with enthusiasm and wanted to learn such awesome tricks to impress people.

"It's closed down." Jiang Zhuochen sat on the sofa with one leg crossed. "Give up that idea of ​​yours."

Chen Sheng expressed his genuine regret, then quickly poured the man a glass of water. "Brother Jiang, could you teach me a couple of moves?"

"No." Jiang Zhuochen refused decisively. He himself only had a mediocre skill; if he taught him, wouldn't he expose his ignorance? "It is a secret passed down only within our sect and is never taught to outsiders."

"Seriously, aren't you afraid of getting grabbed and eaten by a ghost? Shouldn't you stay as far away from this thing as possible?"

Because what had happened to him before was all minor, and he had a master protecting him, Chen Sheng had no idea about this matter. Only when he heard Jiang Zhuochen's question did he remember that such a thing had happened.

"Not bad, right?" Chen Sheng blew with his eyes closed. "You're here, aren't you?"

Jiang Zhuochen raised an eyebrow. "I charge very high prices."

“Talking about money can hurt feelings.” Chen Sheng suggested, “To celebrate Brother Jiang’s successful exorcism, A Duo and I will take you out for fun.”

"We'll talk about it when we have time."

Xu Xing's car stopped at the gate, and Jiang Zhuochen patted his pants and walked out; he had more important things to do.

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