Chapter 23: The awakening of spiritual martial arts is like a prairie fire
The situation was very urgent. After Ye Yangjia drove the car onto the highway, he drove at the fastest speed allowed by the highway without stopping at any service area on the way. Three and a half hours later, they arrived in Cangyang City.
A police car was parked at the Cangyang City highway exit. A uniformed officer leaned against the car door, his back against a cigarette, puffing away. He saw the license plate of the Audi A8 that Lin Zhuyue and his group were riding in and waved at them.
Ye Yangjia parked behind the police car.
All four people got out of the car.
The policeman showed his ID and said:
"Masters, I'm the police officer responsible for meeting you this time, Xu Zhou."
"Police officer?"
Shi Can took the ID and looked at it carefully. After confirming that there was no problem, he handed it back. However, he still had some doubts in his heart and asked,
"The police know of our presence? Shouldn't the personnel who are responding be from the National Security Bureau?"
Xu Zhou put away his ID and explained:
"Originally, I shouldn't have known, but everything has its own special circumstances. I was saved by the Spiritual Master House when I was young. Even if you sign a confidentiality agreement, you won't be able to erase such things from your mind. That's probably why the Spiritual Master House asked me to pick you up."
"Oh, so that's how it is."
Shi Chan probably understood the situation and asked,
"Who saved you?"
"Ling Yan, Mr. Ling." Xu Zhou asked, "Is he okay?"
The scene was silent. None of Shi Can, Wen Miyan and Ye Yangjia spoke. Lin Zhuyue didn't know what to say. She had never known "Ling Yan" and couldn't get a word in.
After a long time, Shi Can said:
"He's been dead for almost nineteen years."
Xu Zhou widened his eyes in surprise.
"Is this something unusual?"
Shi Can said impatiently,
"It's easy for a spiritualist to die. After all, they're always on dangerous missions, so the chance of losing their life is comparable to your profession."
Xu Zhou's gaze fell on Lin Zhuyue.
Xu Zhou asked: "She and Mr. Ling..."
"They look alike, don't they? That's right."
Shi Can interrupted Xu Zhou's words.
"She's a relative of Ling Yan's, from his mother's side. Although she looks alike, her last name isn't Ling, and she has no connection to the Ling family."
Lin Zhuyue looked surprised.
Who was Ling Yan? How could she not know that she was related to this "Ling Yan"? Where did this relative suddenly appear from?
Without waiting for Xu Zhou to ask any more questions, Shi Can directly opened the passenger seat of the police car. Before sitting in, he urged:
"Let's go and carry out the mission. Isn't the victim's situation very urgent?"
Lin Zhuyue was about to catch up with Shi Can and get on the police car. As Shi Can's teammate, she should have stayed in the same car with Shi Can. However, just as she was about to move forward, she was stopped by Wen Miyan.
"Zhuyue, don't go over there."
Wen Miyan opened the back door and said,
"Get in the car first, and I'll tell you slowly."
Just like that, Shi Can got into the police car, while Lin Zhuyue, Wen Miyan and Ye Yangjia were still in the car they drove out of Tiancheng.
Wen Miyan received a message from Shi Can at this time.
Shi Can: "Protect Lin Zhuyue."
Wen Miyan replied: "OK."
Lin Zhuyue asked, "Um, who is Ling Yan?"
"Zhu Yue, about nineteen years ago, there was a family named Ling in Tiancheng. The Ling family was wealthy and prosperous, and was the strongest among the many aristocratic families in Tiancheng at that time."
Wen Miyan was typing quickly on her phone and said,
"However, because of a mission that was almost impossible to complete and betrayed the interests of the majority of people in Tiancheng, everyone in the Ling family died. That mission cannot be revealed yet."
Lin Zhuyue asked: "Why do I look so much like Ling Yan?"
"coincide."
Wen Miyan explained patiently,
"If you get involved with the Ling family, you could very well get killed, so no matter who asks, you must deny it. If you say you have no connection to Ling Yan, the officer probably won't believe it. But if you say you're a relative on Ling Yan's mother's side, it'll sound much more believable."
Wen Miyan turned off the phone screen.
Lin Zhuyue vaguely saw that she had just sent a message, and the place receiving the message was the Spiritual Master's Mansion.
"Hello, can you hear me?"
Shi Chan’s voice came from the intercom.
Lin Zhuyue picked up the intercom and responded, "I can hear you."
"The place where the couple enshrined the ghost statue and the Yin tablets is their home. If we want to solve the problem, we have to enter that house and find a way to get the key."
Shi Can arranged,
"You go to Zhengsong Temple and find Wang Zimei to get the key. Officer Xu and I will go to the hospital to check on Wei Chenggong's condition. Maybe there's something I can do to help."
Lin Zhuyue asked: "Can you do it alone?"
"It has to be possible even if it's not possible."
Shi Chan replied,
"They're trying to save the patient. To avoid obstructing the doctors, not many people are allowed in. I'll just take a look. If there are no ghosts obstructing the rescue, we'll meet at the victim's residence."
Ye Yangjia located Zhengsong Temple on the car's navigation system. After passing an intersection, their Audi A8 and the police car Shi Can was riding in separated and drove in two directions.
Zhengsong Temple was located in the suburbs. Ye Yangjia drove for nearly forty minutes and arrived at Zhengsong Temple in the deep night. It was almost eleven o'clock in the evening, and Zhengsong Temple had already reached its closing time. The temple gate was closed.
Lin Zhuyue got out of the car and prepared to knock on the door.
But at this moment, the small door on the side of the main door was opened, and a young monk put his palms together and said:
"Amitabha, Master knew you were coming and asked me to wait here, but..."
Lin Zhuyue asked: "Just what?"
The monk said, "It's just that Donor Wang has already driven away."
Ye Yangjia frowned and asked:
"When did she leave? Where did she go?"
The monk shook his head and replied,
"About half an hour before you arrived here, Donor Wang suddenly became impulsive and left without saying a word. I tried to stop her but failed."
"You've already had a car accident, and you still dare to drive..."
Ye Yangjia suppressed the anger that was rising up and said,
"Call her."
Wen Miyan, who was sitting in the car, shook her head and replied:
"It's turned off. I don't know if it's because the phone ran out of battery or if it was intentional, or if it was affected by those things."
Wen Miyan called the Spiritual Master's Mansion again:
"I need to use the Sky Eye system to investigate the whereabouts of Wang Zimei, the person involved in mission A2-C17. The situation is urgent, and it would be very time-consuming for the assigned police officer to apply for access. I hope the Spiritual Master House can assist."
The Spiritual Master's Mansion has a set of procedures for mission emergencies. Therefore, after Wen Miyan made the request, the Spiritual Master's Mansion immediately began to implement the procedures. Ten minutes later, Wang Zimei's location was sent to Wen Miyan's mobile phone.
Wen Miyan read it out:
"Unit 1, Building 3, Taohuajian Community."
Lin Zhuyue was stunned: "Isn't this her home?"
"Fuck it."
Ye Yangjia couldn't help but curse.
"Isn't the little ghost enshrined at home? That's the most dangerous place. Let's go, hurry over there."
They said goodbye to the monk in a hurry and drove to Taohuajian in the dark.
Taohuajian is a high-end residence in the central area of Cangyang City. It is famous for its excellent geographical location, good house types and beautiful scenery. When the property was first launched, the housing prices were high, so those who can live in this community are basically middle class and above.
However, the gate guard of the community is a bit difficult to deal with.
The guard held a baton and said vigilantly:
"Special Forces Certificate? What special force certificates? You youngsters printed them all by yourselves, didn't you? If you could get a special force certificate at your age, I'd eat this baton."
Lin Zhuyue: "..."
Ye Yangjia said irritably: "Eat! After you eat, I will buy you ten more."
The guard refused to let them in, so Lin Zhuyue contacted Xu Zhou again, who told them to wait. Ten minutes later, the property manager on duty hurried over from the complex, bowing and apologizing to Lin Zhuyue and his group.
Wen Miyan also urged anxiously:
"Stop dawdling and let us in."
Although it is normal for the victim to die during the mission, if the victim still dies after they arrive in Cangyang City, they will inevitably be criticized by the Spiritual Master House and punished by the Academy, and they will suffer the consequences.
The guard opened the door of Taohuajian.
Ye Yangjia asked the manager to get on the passenger seat and followed his directions to Unit 1, Building 3. Actually, there wasn't much to tell him about. The roads in communities like Taohuajian were clearly shown on the navigation map; all he had to do was follow the directions.
Ye Yangjia parked the car in front of the unit door.
Lin Zhuyue and Wen Miyan also got out of the car, opened the trunk, and the three of them took out travel bags containing props.
The manager went to open the unit door, escorted them to the elevator, and even swiped their card to press the button for the corresponding floor. In a residential complex like this, if you don't swipe your card to take the elevator, you can only go back and forth between the first floor, the first basement floor, and the second basement floor.
The manager originally wanted to follow him into the elevator, but was stopped by Ye Yangjia.
"It's very dangerous up there, so don't go up there."
Ye Yangjia said to the manager,
"Officer Xu and our companions will be here soon. Please help them."
After the manager nodded in agreement, Ye Yangjia pressed the door-close button. After the elevator doors closed, the car began to rise steadily. However, just as it was about to reach its target floor, the sixteenth floor, it suddenly began to shake violently.
The car was stuck and wouldn't move.
Then there was a "whoosh" sound, like a short circuit in the wires, and the lights in the car went out.
The three people stood silently in the dark elevator car, and no one could see each other clearly.
Ye Yangjia asked: "Is it an accident or..."
"It wasn't an accident."
Wen Miyan used her cell phone flashlight to illuminate the compass.
“There’s a strong psychic reaction.”
The red agate needle of the compass was spinning frantically, seemingly too fast. It was trembling as if it was about to jump off the compass.
Lin Zhuyue pointed above the crack in the door.
A translucent little hand reached in from the crack in the door and touched around inside, seeming very curious.
Wen Miyan stretched out her right hand and said:
"Fang Tian, summon——!"
The cold silver light gathered in her palm and continued to stretch. After a while, the silver light dissipated and faded away. Wen Mixian was holding a long halberd in her hand.
As if sensing danger, the translucent little hand immediately retracted.
Wen Miyan did not retract the halberd, but used the blade of the halberd to stick into the gap of the door. After pushing it in a little, she pushed hard against the door. When the gap became bigger, she used the front end of the halberd to directly clamp it, and with a pry, the elevator door was pried open.
The upper half of the elevator car was already on the sixteenth floor.
Ye Yangjia grabbed hold of the sixteenth floor and slid up with deft movements. He reached down again, grabbed Lin Zhuyue, and together with Wen Miyan, they pulled and supported Lin Zhuyue, dragging her up.
Lin Zhuyue originally wanted to pull Wen Miyan, but the Spiritual Master Academy seemed to have deliberately trained students in climbing. Wen Miyan did not grab her hand, but left the elevator car in the same way as Ye Yangjia.
The sixteenth floor gives people a very cold and gloomy feeling.
Ye Yangjia also summoned his spiritual weapon, the two silver frost guns. He held a gun in each hand and headed towards the coldest place.
Lin Zhuyue walked in the middle, holding the talisman paper tightly.
Wen Miyan was holding Lingwu Fangtian and walking at the back.
The three people turned left in the corridor, then turned right at the end.
Ye Yangjia asked, "Is this the one?"
The lights in the corridor were not on. I wondered if they were broken like the elevator.
Lin Zhuyue took a picture of the house number with his mobile phone.
——1601, consistent with what was recorded in the mission file.
Lin Zhuyue knocked on the door twice, but there was no response. When she was about to knock for the third time, heart-wrenching screams came from the house.
The three of them immediately became alert.
It was a female voice, perhaps made by the victim.
Wen Miyan said, "Take off the lock!"
Ye Yangjia pointed the gun in his right hand at the door lock.
"Wait! This isn't a combination lock, nor is it a fingerprint lock or a card lock. It can only be opened with a key...all of you step back."
Lin Zhuyue lifted the carpet and found a key underneath.
"This is definitely the key to the house. The owner must have hidden it here in case he forgets to bring the key when he goes out."
Lin Zhuyue inserted the key into the keyhole, turned it left a few times but it didn't open, so he turned it right a few times. Not long after, with a "click", the door opened.
The room was filled with smoke and the smell was pungent, as if something had been burning.
The shrill screams continued.
All the doors in the house were closed, except for one room, whose door was half open. Both the smoke and the shouting came from there.
Ye Yangjia rushed over and kicked the door open. He dodged to the side and fired. Wen Miyan took advantage of the path he had left and rushed directly into the room, holding the Lingwu Fangtian and swung it at the ghost that caused the trouble.
Lin Zhuyue, who was the last to enter the room, had his pupils shrink suddenly.
The hostess, with a bandage on her head, was lying on the ground, clutching the carpet with both hands. Near the balcony, two children, who looked only four or five years old, were laughing and grabbing her feet, dragging her towards the unsealed terrace.
There were several children and women sitting nearby. Not only did they not rescue Wang Zimei, they even applauded.
The small Five Emperors coins fired from Ye Yangjia's two shots flew straight towards the child dragging Wang Zimei's legs, while Wen Miyan swung her halberd at the bystanders. However, before the small Five Emperors coins and the halberd could reach them, they dissipated.
Wen Miyan said: "Escaped..."
Ye Yangjia did not put away his two guns. He looked at the gold ingot-shaped brazier on the ground and frowned.
"What on earth have you done?"
This room is very strange. The decoration of the room is very good, but there are many small dolls placed on the table and in the cabinets. Most of the cute dolls are in transparent plastic shells, and their bodies are soaked in yellow corpse oil.
This is the statue of the little ghost where the little ghost lives.
There were many stuffed animals around the room, all of which children would love, and some cosmetics placed in front of some Yin plaques with more mature-looking characters.
The whole room was packed with items, and even if someone said this was a store that specialized in selling these things, Lin Zhuyue would believe it.
Lin Zhuyue looked at the brazier.
There were several half-burned corpse oil dolls in the brazier, with a lot of almost burnt yellow paper on them, and sparks still on them. It seemed that they were used to start the fire in case they couldn't burn these little ghost images completely.
Wang Zimei cried and said:
"I want to, I want to destroy them... If I don't destroy them, they will definitely kill me and my husband..."
"If you do this, it's like completely breaking off relations with them. If you anger them, they will only make you and your husband die faster."
Wen Miyan said to Ye Yangjia,
"I'm going to find some water, you stay here and watch."
Ye Yangjia responded.
Lin Zhuyue walked around the room. On the table there was AD calcium with a straw, as well as potato chips and toys. Almost all of them were prepared for children.
In addition, there are Buddhist scriptures, the red-covered and blue-covered "The Sutra of the Past Vows of Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva", and the "Lotus Sutra". From the bottom of the book, you can clearly see the traces of the pages being turned.
Wang Zimei and Wei Chenggong probably really care about these children.
It’s a pity that these children are ghosts, the souls of those who died young and are extremely resentful. I don’t know if kindness can save them, but greed and evil thoughts, even if there is only a trace, will definitely give birth to the seeds of "evil" in them.
Lin Zhuyue walked onto the balcony.
She squatted down against the balcony wall.
There is a birdcage here. The bird in the cage is dead, with blood stains on its wings and body, as if it had been eaten brutally by something.
At this moment, Lin Zhuyue suddenly had a bad feeling.
She didn't have time to react, she only felt something seemed to be strangling her neck, and the thing that was strangling her neck pulled her up forcefully and dragged her to the outside of the balcony with no windows sealed.
"Bang!"
The balcony railing was slightly broken.
Lin Zhuyue was in excruciating pain. Her upper body was dragged out of the window, and her lower body was flipped over the railing, about to fall headfirst. Lin Zhuyue reached out and grabbed the tabletop below the railing with all her strength.
Ye Yangjia said in panic: "Lin Zhuyue!"
"What happened? Ye Yangjia, didn't I ask you to keep an eye on it..."
"All the ghosts just ran away. Who knew they would come back?"
The two people gathered towards the terrace. Ye Yangjia reached out from the gap in the railing and grabbed Lin Zhuyue's wrist.
Lin Zhuyue's neck was still being strangled, and she was having difficulty breathing. She wanted to speak, but couldn't.
Are you going to die?
If you fall from the 16th floor, even if you don’t die, you will be left with lifelong sequelae, right?
It would be better to just fall to death.
Ye Yangjia was holding Lin Zhuyue, so it was inconvenient for him to take action.
Wen Miyan took out the talisman paper and planned to directly disperse the little ghost that was dragging Lin Zhuyue.
But at this moment——
Tiny golden lights began to emerge from Lin Zhuyue's body, dotted like stars, like a prairie fire.
The little ghosts behind her seemed to be ignited after touching the starlight, and golden, fierce flames emerged from their bodies. In the flames that burned their souls, they all let out hoarse screams at the same time and disappeared into the night.
A golden glow gathered behind Lin Zhuyue and continued to expand. Soon, the golden light shattered, and a blank scroll appeared before Ye Yangjia's eyes.
Ye Yangjia murmured: "...Spiritual Martial?"
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