Chapter 65 Buy one get one free, you won’t lose
Lin Zhuyue, Shi Can, and Wen Miyan temporarily left the ward and stood in the hallway. Since Shi Can and Wen Miyan were both in a gloomy mood, Lin Zhuyue took the initiative to take on the trivial task of calling the spiritual master's residence.
"Hello, I'm Lin Zhuyue from Class 1, Grade 3, Advanced Department. I'm currently carrying out Mission A1-C12 and have run into some trouble. I need the Spiritual Master's House's assistance."
Lin Zhuyue explained his situation to the logistics staff who answered the phone, and then told them his needs.
"I need you to communicate with the hospital and the police and send as many people as possible to keep an eye on 'Lu Tao.' We'll be going to the scene later to search for clues, so we can't just stay at the hospital. If 'Lu Tao' takes the opportunity to escape, it will be a big problem."
"Okay, thank you, thank you for your help."
Lin Zhuyue hung up the phone and said to Shi Can and Wen Miyan:
"They said they'd contact the hospital and police soon, asking them to be on the lookout. They also said they'd send reinforcements, which would arrive soon."
They waited in the hospital until the police arrived, then they went downstairs to drive the car.
Shi Can set the navigation destination at the intersection where Lu Tao had the accident and drove there following the navigation route.
This intersection is not far from the Second Hospital. Lu Tao should have been sent here after the accident.
Shi Can parked the car halfway to the intersection. The trainee spiritualists got out of the car and picked out equipment from the trunk.
You can’t ask anyone about Lu Tao’s murder. Human eyes can’t see much, so you can only ask ghosts.
But Lin Zhuyue and the others were spiritual masters after all. If they went over and asked directly, the ghost might be scared away before anyone could even get close. So, they had to deal with themselves and become more harmless.
Lin Zhuyue put on the green-faced, fang-toothed mask she bought from the Yunlin Inn. It is said that after wearing this thing, the dead souls will regard her as one of their own kind.
Shi Can opened a black umbrella. The umbrella was plain, but the inside was painted with complex golden runes. A cold black mist rolled out from the umbrella and slowly drifted downward. Shi Can held the umbrella, his aura almost completely obscured by the black mist.
The Eight Immortals crossed the sea, each showing their magical powers.
Wen Miyan also had her own method. She dug out a small medicine bottle from the side pocket of her basic equipment tool kit, poured out a pill, and swallowed it. After only about two minutes, her vitality and yang energy were suppressed, leaving only yin energy.
After getting ready, they headed to the crossroads together.
Lu Tao, also known as the magical deer, plays the "seeing ghost rice" game at a very desolate intersection.
There were no buildings at the four corners of the intersection. The demolished ruins were covered with green translucent cloth, and some weeds had already grown through the gaps in the cloth.
There are traffic lights at the intersection, but they don't turn on green or red, only the yellow light flashes. Fortunately, there are usually not many cars passing by here, so there will be no traffic accidents.
Even though it was still daytime, there were still many ghosts at the intersection. Most of them were attracted by the negative magnetic field. They would stay here for a while, look around, and if they didn't see anything interesting, they would leave quickly.
Lin Zhuyue asked, "Is there anyone who stays longer?"
The magical deer's coma during live broadcast here happened half a month ago. Most of the ghosts who witnessed it at that time have already left. Seven out of ten ghosts who come here now will not know about the magical deer.
Shi Can randomly picked a dead soul and asked:
"Hello, half a month ago, a living person knocked on a bowl and ate white rice here, and then fainted after eating. Do you know about this?"
The ghost shook his head: "I don't know."
"Have you seen any living souls here?"
"Do you know the living person who is seeking death?"
Lin Zhuyue, Shi Can and Wen Miyan asked a few more ghosts, but they either shook their heads or just stared blankly and didn't answer.
There is also a male ghost who is very dramatic. He says that he has many younger brothers. As long as Lin Zhuyue is willing to interact with him, he will let his younger brothers dig deep into the ground to find out where the living soul has gone.
Shi Can slapped him directly, looked down at the male ghost who was slapped to the ground, and asked:
"Where's your little brother? Let your little brother take revenge on me."
The male ghost covered his face and left the intersection crying.
As the sky gradually darkened, more and more ghosts were wandering around the intersection.
Lin Zhuyue, Shi Can and Wen Miyan asked as many dead souls as possible, but they didn't get any results.
However, hard work pays off, and the souls of the dead who witnessed the scene were finally encountered by the trainee spiritualists.
The old man with white hair shook out the newspaper that his family had burned for him. Even though it was already night, he could still read the words on the newspaper. He said:
"When that living boy was banging a bowl at the intersection, there happened to be a group of demons parading at night, and that's how his soul was taken away. Don't look for him anymore, he's probably been eaten."
Shi Can asked in surprise: "One Hundred Demons Night Parade?"
Hundreds of ghosts passed through the "door" and came to the human world in a mighty procession, wandering the streets and alleys. Wherever the ghosts passed, grass withered, flower petals fell, children cried incessantly at night, and car accidents and other accidents were common.
The Night Parade of One Hundred Demons is most common during the Ghost Festival, but it also happens at other times.
"A Hundred Demons Night Parade must have a leader."
Lin Zhuyue recalled the knowledge in the book,
"The leader is usually the strongest ghost among the 100 ghosts, and also the leader of the 100 ghosts." Shi Can continued to ask:
"Old man, did you see what the leader looked like?"
"I see it, I see it."
The old man described,
"He was very tall, had long hair, and was wearing a black Tang suit with a Yinglong pattern embroidered on the fabric. He was also holding a black oilcloth umbrella."
Just listening to this description, Shi Can felt a huge fear in his heart.
The old man scratched his head and said:
"Actually, I don't need to explain in detail. Ever since the night of the One Hundred Demons Night Parade, he has been coming here every day. You will be able to see him soon."
"Look, here he comes. Oh, I have to go quickly."
A young man in a translucent black Tang suit approached slowly, holding an oilcloth umbrella. He raised the umbrella slightly, revealing a face beneath it that was both handsome and heroic, with pale skin and dark pupils devoid of any light.
Although he looked weak, as soon as he appeared, everyone present, whether living or dead, felt a surge of negative energy.
The old man who had just been talking to the trainee spiritualists stood up with the newspaper, turned around and disappeared.
The other ghosts at the intersection also fled in all directions.
Shi Can dragged Lin Zhuyue towards the parking lot, with Wen Miyan following closely beside them. The three of them walked faster and faster, practically running in the end.
They opened the car door and got in.
Lin Zhuyue took off the mask on his face and calmed his somewhat rapid breathing:
"What the hell was that just now?"
"Ghost cultivator, the city lord of Minghui City, Minghui."
Shi Chan quickly started the car, turned the steering wheel and turned out of the parking space, intending to escape in the opposite direction, and said,
"Call the Spiritual Master's Mansion later and tell them we encountered Ming Hui. We can't do this mission, so have the Spiritual Master's Mansion send someone over to negotiate, give him some benefits, and ask him to return Lu Tao's soul."
The car had only been on the road for a few seconds when it seemed to hit something, making a loud noise and spider-like cracks all over the glass.
Shi Chan slammed on the brakes and nearly hit his head on the glass.
The ghost cultivator in a black Tang suit stood beside the car, raised his pale but slender fingers, and gently knocked on the window.
Shi Chan took a deep breath, opened the car door and got out, and asked:
"City Lord, are you being too rude?"
Lin Zhuyue also wanted to get out of the car, but Shi Can leaned back and pressed the car door with the weight of his body, blocking Lin Zhuyue back.
"Looks like I can skip the self-introduction altogether. I'll just state my purpose directly."
Ming Hui slightly rotated the umbrella in his hand and said,
"The descendants of the Ling family can stay, and the others can leave."
Shi Chan was still blocking the car door and showed no intention of moving away.
Shi Can said to Ming Hui:
"City Lord, the Ling family is extinct. There is no one here with the last name Ling."
Just as he finished speaking, Ming Hui grabbed Shi Can's collar with a speed that was too fast for anyone to react. But Shi Can was no ordinary man either. He immediately summoned his Absolute Blade and slashed at the hand that was holding him.
Minghui's hand was cut off, but it grew back again. He used great strength to grasp Shichan's forehead and pushed his head hard against the car window. The window, which was already covered with spider webs, shattered with a loud noise. Shichan's head was stuffed into the window, and the glass fragments scratched his face, leaving a scar on his eyelid.
If Shican hadn't closed his eyes in time, it would have been his eyes that were scratched.
Lin Zhuyue exclaimed in surprise: "Shi Can!"
Minghui grabbed Shican's collar and dragged him out again.
Lin Zhuyue couldn't bear it any longer and summoned the Golden Amber Fire. Wen Miyan also took the Lingwu Fangtian car and prepared to join the battle.
Shi Can wiped the blood off his face, opened his eyes, and said to Ming Hui who was holding his collar:
"If you insist on taking her, take me with you. Buy one, get one free. You won't lose out."
Wen Miyan asked: "Are you crazy?"
Shi Chan shook his head and explained:
"I'm not crazy. If we keep fighting, all three of us will die here. Lin Zhuyue and I will go with this guy. You go back and report to the Spiritual Master's Mansion."
"City Lord, do you have any objections?"
Ming Hui nodded and agreed, "Okay."
Shi Can stopped blocking the door and tried to get Lin Zhuyue out. But Lin Zhuyue had already climbed onto Wen Miyan's seat. She got out from the right door, walked around to this side, and looked at Shi Can's face with a distressed look.
"Don't be afraid."
Shi Can held Lin Zhuyue's hand and said,
"No matter what happens, I will be with you."
Lin Zhuyue pulled his hand back and said, "I need to take care of the wound."
She found the medicine box from the trunk and wiped the wound on Shi Can's face with gauze dipped in iodine. Fortunately, the wound was not deep, but it was too long and looked scary.
After treating the wound, Lin Zhuyue and Shi Can picked up the basic equipment tool kit and first aid kit and left with Ming Hui.
Wen Miyan called the Spiritual Master's House, explained the situation, and asked the 4S shop to tow Shican's car for repair. Not long after, the Spiritual Master's House called Wen Miyan again.
"Student Wen Miyan, the situation you're in has been determined to be highly dangerous. The Spiritual Master's Office plans to hold an emergency meeting to discuss countermeasures. As someone involved, it's best for you to attend the meeting."
Wen Miyan responded: "I'll rush back right away."
Lin Zhuyue and Shi Can followed Ming Hui westward.
Ming Hui's footsteps were light. He held an umbrella, like a lotus leaf growing on the water. He seemed unaware of the heavy hearts of the two young men behind him. He simply opened his mouth to ask what he wanted to know:
"Your last name isn't Ling?"
"My last name is Lin, Shuangmu Lin."
Lin Zhuyue explained to Minghui,
"I have my mother's last name and grew up as an ordinary person. It wasn't until last September that I came to Tiancheng and learned that my biological father was a spiritual master."
His background seems a bit complicated.
Minghui didn't ask any more questions.
They remained quiet and walked west for about two blocks before they came across an abandoned but not yet demolished old building.
Minghui entered the corridor as if he was familiar with the way and went upstairs.
Lin Zhuyue and Shi Can followed behind.
When they reached the fifth floor, Ming Hui opened an old iron door. On the other side of the door was not a dilapidated house, but endless yellow sand and a dark, dark sky.
It is the underworld.
Lin Zhuyue and Shi Can each tied a yellow ribbon before entering the underworld under Minghui's gaze.
Ming Hui summoned a carriage. Although it looked like a horse-drawn carriage, it had no horses pulling it. It was driven by spiritual energy. With enough spiritual energy injected into it, the carriage could run and even fly.
Lin Zhuyue, Shi Can and Ming Hui all got on the carriage.
The carriage gradually accelerated, even flying into the air, heading straight for Minghui City.
Lin Zhuyue and Shi Can had never expected that less than half a year had passed and they would visit this place again.
Shi Can put his arm around Lin Zhuyue's shoulders and patted her gently.
The carriage soon stopped at the foot of the octagonal tower of Minghui City. Minghui got off the carriage first and waited for Lin Zhuyue and Shi Can.
The market in Minghui City seemed to be a non-stop affair, and tonight, the octagonal tower was still surrounded by a variety of stalls. Stall owners desperately hawked their wares, and ghosts came and went, picking out what they wanted and bargaining.
When Lin Zhuyue and Shi Can got out of the car, almost all the ghosts looked over. This time, they didn't use grave soil or anything like that to hide their yang energy, so the ghosts could tell they were alive without any effort.
They want to rush in all at once.
But Minghui was standing right next to them, and no ghost dared to act rashly.
The part of the octagonal tower that was previously damaged by Shi Can has been repaired, and the tower has been painted a new coat of paint. It looks much more magnificent than when Lin Zhuyue and Shi Can came last time.
Minghui invited them upstairs.
There are many ghosts in the building, and some of them are very powerful. If they cause trouble in the world of the living, the Spiritual Master Mansion will never give the task to an apprentice spiritual master, but will assign it to some very outstanding formal spiritual masters to solve.
Ming Hui asked as they walked: "Are you hungry?"
"We can't eat the food of the underworld."
Shi Chan's tone was a little cold.
"The food of the underworld is essentially spiritual energy and Yin Qi. If a living person eats it, the Yang Qi in their body will be reduced. For us, this is a slow poisoning."
"If you want to kill us, use a more efficient method. It will save you the trouble and we will suffer less."
Ming Hui said calmly, "I'll arrange it."
Lin Zhuyue didn't know what he was going to arrange, whether it was to arrange for them to die quickly or to arrange edible food.
Ming Hui pushed open the door of a room on the sixth floor of the octagonal tower and said to Lin Zhuyue and Shi Can:
"It's getting late. You guys stay here first. We can discuss other things tomorrow."
Actually, it’s not too late, just a little after nine o’clock.
But Lin Zhuyue and Shi Can didn't say much. They went into the room, put away the basic configuration tool kit and medicine box, and then rummaged through the drawers and cabinets in the room, looking everywhere.
Lin Zhuyue dug out four boxes of milk from twenty-one years ago.
Shi Can found a copper coin sword. The copper coins were the Five Emperors' coins, and the hilt was tied with a hand-woven yellow tassel.
Because they have been touched by many people, the Five Emperors' Coins have a yang energy and are a powerful weapon for warding off evil spirits and fighting ghosts. Only the living would use such items; the dead would not touch them.
After searching, the two decided to go to bed first.
The two of them looked at the only bed in the room for a moment, then raised their heads and looked at each other.
I don’t know what Minghui was thinking, he stuffed the two of them into one room with only one bed.
"I'll ask if we can arrange another room."
Lin Zhuyue felt that the door of the room was probably locked, but if he knocked on the door, there might be a response.
"Forget it."
Shi Can pulled Lin Zhuyue and said:
"This isn't a hotel. Aren't you afraid of two people not being together in a place like this?"
"You sleep on the bed and I'll sleep on the floor."
Lin Zhuyue lay on her back on the bed. After a while, she turned sideways and said to Shi Can who was lying on the ground:
"Why don't you come to the bed? It's going to be uncomfortable sleeping on the floor, right?"
Shi Can turned over, turned his back to Lin Zhuyue and said:
"Forget it. Sharing a bed with a girl. When I have a girlfriend, she will definitely make a fuss if she finds out about this."
Lin Zhuyue was silent.
Shi Chan asked, "Why aren't you talking?"
"I'm just wondering, can you really find a girlfriend?"
Lin Zhuyue changed to lying on her back, clasped her hands together, placed them under her head, and said,
"What god can stand your personality?"
Shi Can said, "Isn't my girlfriend a fairy?"
Shi Canren didn't climb into bed, but the dreams he had that night were not very honest.
He dreamed that he was still in the room of the Shi family's old house. Lin Zhuyue was lying beside him with her eyes closed. He could just stretch out his hand and hold her in his arms.
Lin Zhuyue's body is soft and warm, and it feels much more comfortable to hug her than a pillow.
He could also bury his head in Lin Zhuyue's neck, smelling the orange blossom scent of the shampoo, and then be slapped in the face by Lin Zhuyue for being too dishonest.
When they woke up, it was already ten o'clock in the morning.
The yin energy in the underworld is very heavy and can easily make people tired, so Lin Zhuyue and Shi Can only sleep at this time before waking up.
Lin Zhuyue wiped her face with a wet wipe and applied iodine to the wound on Shi Can's face. After that, the two walked out of the room.
The door opened as soon as I pushed it.
I don’t know whether the door was unlocked or opened this morning.
As soon as Lin Zhuyue and Shi Can went out, they ran into a ghost.
The deceased was a handsome young man, dressed in a white sweatshirt and pants, very trendy, and his hair was permed. Since there is no perming technology in the underworld, it must have been permed when he was alive. From this, we can infer that this deceased must have passed away in recent years.
The handsome guy's tone was very polite:
"Ms. Lin, Mr. Shi, the city lord has prepared food for you. He told me not to disturb your rest and asked me to wait here and call you to eat when you wake up."
"Please follow me, I will take you there."
After saying that, he turned around.
Shi Chan took out his phone, opened the memo, and typed quickly:
There was a metallic sound on his waist. I thought it might be keys, a large bunch of them.
Lin Zhuyue looked at the handsome guy's waist, which was hidden by the loose hem of his sweatshirt. However, Lin Zhuyue did hear the sound of metal.
The metal items hanging around the waist are most likely keys.
Lin Zhuyue hooked her fingers, and a corner of the scroll emerged, gently rubbing the handsome boy's waist.
They quickly went up the stairs and reached the seventh floor.
The dining area is in a very spacious room. There is a square table in the middle of the room. On the table are pork fillet and egg panini, potato cakes, fried dough sticks and porridge, which is out of tune with the ancient Chinese style decoration.
Ming Hui stood by the window with his hands behind his back. When he heard Lin Zhuyue and Shi Can had already walked to the table, he turned around and said:
"I asked the young ghost in the building what young people like to eat for breakfast these days, and he recommended this."
Shi Can pulled out a chair for Lin Zhuyue and said:
"You seem to care about my partner."
Minghui raised his eyebrows slightly.
"I found a copper coin sword in the room."
Shi Can said slowly,
"The tassel on that sword was hand-woven by Ling Yan's mother, my partner's grandmother. Many of Ling Yan's belongings were tied with tassels like this. After he passed away, some of his belongings were brought back to our home by my father as souvenirs, so I recognize this tassel."
"Has anyone from the Ling family ever stayed in this octagonal tower?"
Ming Hui had no intention of hiding anything and admitted it straightforwardly:
"The room you're staying in is where Ling Yan lived twenty-one years ago. Although he's a descendant of a metaphysical family and a spiritual master, I have a pretty good relationship with him."
Seeing that he had answered, Shi Chan poured out all the doubts in his heart:
"You've taken away the souls of living people and waited at that intersection every night. You're waiting for the spiritual master, no, you're waiting for Lin Zhuyue, right?"
"There are some things I don't quite understand. There are many spiritual masters and apprentice spiritual masters in the Spiritual Master Mansion. How can you be sure that the person who will handle this matter is my partner?"
"It's very simple."
Minghui walked towards the dining table and said,
"I have people in the upper echelons of the Spiritual Master Mansion. I have discussed this with them and delegated this matter to the person I wanted to see. When they saw that I was willing to put the descendants of the Ling family to death, they immediately agreed to my request."
Shi Can took a deep breath and asked:
"Where's Lu Tao's soul? A living soul can't stay away from the body for too long. Release him immediately."
"You can, but there are conditions."
Ming Hui stood in front of the table, looked down at Lin Zhuyue, and said,
"Little girl surnamed Lin, I would like to take you as my apprentice. If you are willing to become my master, I can hand over that living soul."
"The useless people in the Spiritual Master House are not qualified to teach you. Only by following me can you unleash your talents and fulfill your mission. I will also protect you well until you grow up."
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