As the scarlet words seemed to come alive, they spread towards me from the walls, ceiling, and floor.
At the same time, the dense Yin energy almost solidified into a substance, transforming into countless cold hands that tried to grab my ankles and entwine my body!
The shrill doorbell continued to ring incessantly, leaving me somewhat dazed.
I bit my tongue hard, and a sharp pain jolted me awake.
At the same time, I used a lot of force this time, and I bit my tongue so hard that it bled.
A fishy smell suddenly appeared in my mouth; it was the blood from the tip of Zhiyang's tongue!
You only get one chance!
This ghost is too evil, and my arrival was somewhat rushed. For the time being, I had no other way to break the deadlock except to use the blood of the most yang.
I took out a specially made five-emperor coin from the cloth bag I was carrying.
This Five Emperors Coin is also an antique, and it has been nurtured by a master for many years, making it extremely yang in nature and a powerful tool for warding off evil.
However, this is far from enough to cope with the current situation.
I spat the blood from the tip of my tongue, which contained my own pure yang energy, onto the Five Emperor Coins!
Instantly, the Five Emperor Coins emitted a brilliant red glow!
"The five stars shine brightly, illuminating the dark heavens! The five emperors patrol the heavens, banishing all evil! By imperial decree!"
I silently chanted the incantation while holding the Five Emperors Coins, which emitted a blazing red light, and swung them forward like a whip!
"Smack!"
With a crisp sound, the red light spread out from me like ripples on the surface of water!
Wherever I passed, the blood-red words that were spreading towards me made a sizzling sound, like they were burning, and instantly turned into black smoke and dissipated.
The doorbell, which had been ringing wildly just moments before, suddenly stopped as if it had been choked!
The chilling aura and invisible ghostly hands that surrounded me melted instantly under the impact of the red light, like a hot knife cutting through butter.
In an instant, the entire corridor was bathed in a crimson glow!
The ghostly creature hidden in the shadows seemed to have been severely injured, letting out a shrill scream.
Then I felt that persistent feeling of being watched recede like the tide, disappearing without a trace in an instant.
The corridor returned to normal, the walls turned snow-white, as if nothing had happened.
Only a faint smell of burning and blood lingered in the air, a testament to how dangerous the situation had just been.
I picked up the five-emperor coins, which were already covered in cracks, and couldn't help but let out a long sigh.
As my tense nerves relaxed, I couldn't help but feel my body go limp, and I leaned directly against the cold wall.
I was panting heavily, my face pale.
If I hadn't asked Doctor Sun to help me replenish my blood and qi, I probably wouldn't have been able to release much of my vital yang blood even if I bit my tongue.
After resting for a while, I forced myself to continue my extremely tired body and carefully inspected Baiyang's apartment again.
I didn't find anything strange in her apartment, except for the various items that girls usually use.
It's a bit of a shame that Bai Yang didn't have the habit of keeping a diary.
Otherwise, I could simply peek into her diary and know exactly what has happened recently.
I felt a bit disappointed, as if I had come for nothing and even been attacked, almost losing my life here.
As I walked out somewhat dejectedly, I suddenly noticed something unusual.
However, it wasn't in the apartment, but in this corridor.
In a corner of the corridor, I found a small clump of strange-looking soil. If it weren't for its extremely heavy yin energy, I would have subconsciously ignored it.
The soil was dark red and had a faint earthy smell.
This is normal; a lot of soil actually has an earthy smell.
On the contrary, soil that has no smell at all is quite rare.
I carefully wrapped the clump of soil in talisman paper; my intuition told me it might be a very important clue.
Filled with doubt and this strange handful of soil, I left Baiyang's apartment and, after thinking for a while, went to Dr. Sun's clinic.
Dr. Sun's clinic was still open this time, and the lights in the Buwen Hall were still on.
This relieved me. I felt a little embarrassed to bother people every day after they closed their doors.
After all, it's okay once or twice, but if it happens every day, even if Dr. Sun and I have a good relationship, he'll eventually turn against me.
Although Dr. Sun hadn't officially closed yet, he was already packing up to shut down. Seeing me arrive, he immediately said in an annoyed tone:
"You're not going to find me some work to do in the middle of the night again, are you? If it goes on for another night, my old bones can't take it."
I chuckled and said, "Dr. Sun, you're joking. You seem quite vigorous for your age, not at all like an ordinary old man."
Dr. Sun rolled his eyes and said, "Stop flattering me and just say what you have to say."
Seeing this, I stopped hiding anything, took out the strange soil, and told Dr. Sun everything that had just happened.
The reason I told Dr. Sun is because after last night's treatment, I noticed that Dr. Sun does all the digging for medicinal herbs himself.
This is a very old tradition; doctors would collect their own herbs.
However, this was due to the limitations of ancient times, and nowadays very few doctors do this.
Even older generations of traditional Chinese medicine practitioners are accustomed to buying medicinal herbs from the market.
After all, this saves a lot of effort.
But Dr. Sun was still following ancient traditions.
My grandfather once told me that doctors like Dr. Sun can often pinpoint locations by looking at the soil. Maybe I can get a clue from him.
Dr. Sun took a little soil, first using his fingers to break it apart, and carefully observed the fragments inside.
Then, he held it to his nose and smelled it carefully.
Finally, to my astonishment, Dr. Sun actually put that handful of soil into his mouth and chewed it carefully.
"This is blood soil!"
Dr. Sun's voice carried a hint of disbelief.
"Moreover, this blood soil is extraordinary; it's probably used to cultivate Yin Soul Grass!"
"Blood Soil? Ghost Grass? What are those?" I asked hurriedly.
These two things sound complicated.
Doctor Sun didn't keep them in suspense and slowly began to explain:
"Blood soil, as the name suggests, usually refers to soil that has been soaked in the blood of a large number of living beings and whose resentment has not dissipated. Most of these are ancient battlefields, large-scale cemeteries, or places where human blood sacrifices have been performed."
"The Yin Soul Grass is an evil plant that only grows in extremely yin places near water sources. It is said to attract and nourish yin souls. The simultaneous appearance of these two things basically means there is only one possibility!"
He raised his head and looked at me sharply:
"Someone is raising blood slaves!"
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