He was puzzled, but didn't think much of it, as he had already reached the spot where the female ghost had fallen.
Wang Yao looked down and saw that most of the female ghost's face was covered by her long hair, but he could still make out that her face was tinged with a light blue color, which was gradually darkening from her forehead to her chin. Combined with her messy black hair, it gave her an indescribable ferocity.
It seems this female ghost resembles Lin Yazhi; is she transforming into a vengeful spirit? I wonder if it's from an upset stomach or from taking inappropriate supplements.
"Hey, what's wrong with you?" Wang Yao wanted to help her up, but then he remembered that he was an immortal, and physical contact with a ghost could kill it. He was worried that this female ghost might not become a vengeful ghost, but instead be killed by him, an immortal. So he had no choice but to bend down and ask the female ghost.
"Am I...am I dreaming?" The female ghost's eyes were closed to slits, and she spoke weakly. "You...you run...danger..."
Oh dear, this female ghost is actually a kind-hearted one. Even though she's on her own, she's still thinking about telling Wang Yao to run away. Wang Yao smiled slightly. Seeing that the female ghost was too weak, he couldn't get any information out of her. However, his "sense" should be correct. The thing threatening the female ghost should be behind her.
Wang Yao glanced in the direction the female ghost had come from. He saw a bend about 500 or 600 meters ahead, but he couldn't see much further. He activated his "sensory perception" to investigate that area, but apart from the chilling aura still drifting in intermittently, he didn't find anything else.
He planned to take the female ghost back to the group and ask one of the ghosts in the group to take a look at her, hoping to save her first. He was too afraid to touch her himself, and he couldn't figure out what was wrong with her anyway. Leaving her here would just be pointless.
Once he made up his mind, Wang Yao straightened up and stood close to the female ghost. At the same time, he activated "Earth Control" again, and the stairwell beneath his feet moved rapidly, carrying the female ghost and Wang Yao back to the main force.
The "Earth Control" teleportation was indeed effective; they returned to the ghosts in no time. Wang Yao pointed at the female ghost on the ground, signaling everyone to stop.
"Can anyone take a look at this person? I'm guessing he might be poisoned or something?" Wang Yao said.
Upon seeing the female ghost's appearance, the group of ghosts at the front of the procession suddenly screamed in terror. Moreover, their screams were contagious, and soon the entire procession was howling.
Wang Yao listened and listened, but apart from hearing the words "corpse aura," he couldn't glean anything of value from it.
The group of ghosts stood there, yelling incessantly, each one sounding like they were singing a Western opera. Wang Yao drank a few times, but couldn't stop them. He looked helplessly at Hui Shuo, realizing that only the Holy Monk Qinglang could help.
"Ah...Buddha, no... anyone... tell me, what... happened?" Hui Shuo's voice was drowned out by the cries of the ghosts, and could only be heard intermittently.
"Corpse energy, corpse energy! Holy monk, holy monk... what should we do?" A ghost beside Hui Shuo cried out in panic, looking completely lost.
Seeing that this wasn't working, and wondering if the ghosts' voices would go hoarse, Wang Yao figured that if their voices were strong enough to last for hours, this nonsensical opera would become pointless. So, he decided to use some methods to quiet the ghosts down.
He was about to ask the monks to chant sutras when he suddenly remembered that his sage could also remove the bluish color from the ghost's face. In fact, this female ghost's condition was much better than Lin Yazhi's. Lin Yazhi's face looked like it had been pulled out of a dye vat, but he and Hui Shuo still managed to cure her.
The female ghost's chin is still its original color, so it shouldn't require much intervention.
"Be careful, it might hurt a little, but it should heal you." Wang Yao took out the Awakening Token, looked down at the female ghost, and instructed her.
At this moment, the female ghost's long hair was scattered due to the movement, revealing most of her face. Her eyes were also wider than before. After hearing Wang Yao's words, a smile appeared on her lips, and two dimples appeared. She nodded at Wang Yao with difficulty.
It turns out that the female ghost is quite good-looking. This thought suddenly popped into Wang Yao's mind, but he immediately composed himself, picked up the Awakening Token and gently tapped it on the female ghost's head. As soon as the Awakening Token touched the female ghost's skin, a soft "hiss" sound was heard.
A plume of black smoke billowed out, and the female ghost's face showed a pained expression. However, the pale blue color indeed became noticeably lighter, and it was almost invisible unless you looked closely.
"Thank...thank you, sir. Just...just one more time and it will be...just right." The female ghost's voice became much clearer.
"Oh, just bear with it..." Wang Yao nodded. Seeing the female ghost's painful appearance just now, he felt a little sorry for her. He immediately hardened his heart and gently tapped the female ghost's head with the Awakening Token. A wisp of black smoke wafted out again, and the female ghost's face finally returned to normal.
"Hey! Look everyone, she's all better now. What are you still yelling about?" Wang Yao shouted at the group of ghosts who were shouting, seeing that the female ghost was alright. The female ghost who was lying on the ground struggled to get up.
"The Old Man Under the Moon... the Old Man Under the Moon can cure the aura of death..."
"That's right, I told you so. The Old Man of the Moon is an immortal. Immortals are so powerful, why would they be afraid of corpse energy?"
"Old Man of the Moon! Old Man of the Moon!..."
Now, instead of singing opera, the ghosts were calling out to the Old Man of the Moon. Wang Yao was utterly speechless, thinking to himself that these ghosts had the potential to become celebrity fans in the human world.
"How did you get infected with the aura of death?" Wang Yao had no choice but to turn to ask the trembling female ghost who was struggling to get up. This was already an extremely remote place in the underworld. Ghosts usually stayed in the underworld for hundreds or thousands of years and would never come here. The appearance of this female ghost was rather strange.
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