Chapter 89: If the evil is not completely eradicated by death, there will be troubles later
It was a holiday that day, and although medical staff still had to be on duty during the holiday, the hospital still tried its best to adjust the holiday time to give everyone some time to rest.
During the day, the victim visited a famous temple in Meishui City and prayed, receiving a protective amulet. Perhaps the deity and the amulet's blessing had taken effect, as she felt refreshed all day. That evening, she enjoyed hot pot with friends, returned to her dorm, and, feeling satisfied, placed the amulet next to her pillow before falling asleep peacefully.
After falling asleep, she arrived at the gray forest again.
She only saw an incense table, not the figure in the black Taoist robe. As she looked around, searching for the figure, she suddenly felt a hand grab her hair and yank her backwards to the ground. Even after she fell, the hand continued to drag her backwards.
That hand was so powerful, stronger than welded steel. Even if she struggled hard, she couldn't move that hand at all.
The victim didn't know how long she struggled, perhaps only minutes, but it felt like years. She awoke in deep fear, but the most terrifying thing was that even after waking, she couldn't escape the hand. She felt something pulling at her hair and scratching her scalp, but she couldn't move at all. She could only wait, frozen in the lightless darkness, for the torture to end.
Deeply frightened, she fell asleep without realizing it, and when she woke up, the night was over. She saw a few strands of her hair pulled out by her pillow, and the amulet that had fallen to the ground at some point and was scratched by her fingernails.
In the days that followed, she suffered torture at night.
Sometimes her hair was pulled, and sometimes a pair of cold, firm hands pinched her neck, making it difficult to breathe. While she was going through these things, her body was always unable to move, unable to resist, and she could only passively endure the pain.
A turning point came in May, when the victim's department admitted a patient who was knowledgeable. Seeing the victim's dark forehead, cloudy eyes, and slightly upward-turned pupils, revealing more of the whites, he was certain the victim had been possessed by a ghost. He helped the victim contact a spiritual master who had helped him before, and thus, a commission fell into the hands of the Kunlun branch.
After reading this, Lin Zhuyue opened the task report submitted by the spiritual master of Kunlun branch.
After receiving the commission, Kunlun Branch responded quickly and dispatched a spiritual master to the victim's location to handle the matter.
They set up a magic circle to replenish the victim's yang energy.
They then found the victim a well-equipped rental house and prepared three lightning-struck jujube wood swords, placing them in a triangle on the table. Each sword was engraved with a spell and, after consecration and refinement, imbued with a murderous aura that would scare ordinary ghosts away if they tried to enter.
In addition, they also left many talismans.
The mission report submitted by the spiritual master of Kunlun Branch came to an abrupt end here.
Lin Zhuyue was surprised and asked, "Is that all?"
Her experience as a spiritual master was not extensive, but every time she experienced a mission caused by a dead soul, the destination of the dead soul was very clear.
If the obsession has dissipated, they will be sent away; if the obsession has not dissipated, it will be dispersed; if they have done so many evil things that it is difficult to disperse them, they will be taken back to Tiancheng for processing.
In short, there is no possibility for the dead soul to return to the victim.
However, the various measures taken by the spiritual masters of the Kunlun branch only improved the victim's resistance to ghosts, but did not capture the ghosts that disturbed the victim.
If evil is not eradicated completely, there will be trouble in the future.
"It is said that when they arrived, the ghost ran away."
"Duan Junheng" sitting at the desk added,
"They used all the methods they could, but couldn't find any trace of the ghost. So, they had no choice but to give up on capturing the ghost and start with the main body."
Shi Can folded his arms and mercilessly criticized the spiritual master of Kunlun Branch:
"How stupid! It's these kinds of people who can't find any trace that are scary. When the spiritual master comes, he pats his butt and runs away. When the spiritual master leaves, he thinks of some way to get back to the victim."
"This kind of ghost wearing a Taoist robe is obviously a person who has practiced Taoism, and is powerful and intelligent. How can they be lumped together with ordinary ghosts?"
The mission report is followed by follow-up information.
After the spiritual master at Kunlun Branch treated the case, the victim had a period of peace.
But the victim was a nurse; she had to go to work, and inevitably, she had to work the night shift. She couldn't hide away in her rented apartment forever; otherwise, how would she pay the rent? Even replenished yang energy would be consumed. Even if she remembered to get some sun during the day, it couldn't offset the weakening of her yang energy and the wear and tear of the night shift.
In early July, the victim was working the night shift.
It was a restless night. A patient had an emergency, and everyone in the ward was busy. The head nurse on duty asked the victim to go downstairs to the emergency pharmacy to help get some medicine. The victim had originally planned to take the elevator down, but the elevator suddenly broke down. Unwilling to keep the patient waiting for too long, she simply took the fire escape.
She had only taken a few steps on the stairs when she felt a huge force from behind her waist. She was pushed down the stairs unexpectedly. After tumbling several times on the stairs, she fell between the 23rd and 22nd floors.
She struggled to her feet, intending to return to her own ward. However, no matter how high she climbed, she couldn't reach the 23rd floor. She then decided to head down, hoping to find other wards on the 22nd floor, where she could seek help from colleagues. But the short flight of stairs seemed endless, and she couldn't get down to the 22nd floor. She could only drag her exhausted and aching body up and down the stairwell in despair.
She couldn't bear the grievance and despair, and broke down crying in the stairwell.
About an hour later, her colleagues found her.
From that day on, the nightmare returned.
The wooden swords and talismans in her rental house were useless. Whenever she slept, day or night, her limbs would be pulled and her neck pinched, leaving her body covered in bruises. She sought refuge in a hotel, but that was no use. She asked a friend to sleep with her, but after just one night, her friend was terrified.
The victim reconnected with the spiritual master at the Kunlun branch.
They are helpless about the victim's current situation and are unwilling to report the matter.
If the mission failed because the ghost was too powerful and the psychic master was not strong enough, then there would be an excuse. But if the psychic master made a mistake while carrying out the mission, then the psychic master's future would be in jeopardy.
On a rainy night, the victim, who had nowhere to turn to for help, walked on the street in a daze after work.
There came a voice in her ears—
"Go to hell."
"Go to hell, go to hell, go to hell."
She stepped over the roadside railing and walked to the middle of the road, looking indifferently at the car lights approaching from afar. Just before the collision, the young man in police uniform hugged her and led her away from the oncoming car.
Fearing the incident would escalate, the Kunlun branch immediately decided to dispatch personnel to deal with the aftermath. However, Duan Junheng, who was at the school, somehow discovered the situation through his clairvoyance and demanded that his students resolve the matter, threatening to report it to Kang Huazong, the current head of the Spiritual Master's Mansion.
"If there's nothing else, let's get going."
Duan Junheng, who illegally intercepted the mission, urged,
"Drive there yourself. You are not allowed to take a helicopter or public transportation. Otherwise, the Spiritual Master Mansion will notice your mission before it even begins."
If the Spiritual Master Mansion were to learn of such a dangerous mission, they would definitely not allow trainee spiritual masters to take on it.
Shi Chan knocked on the table and reminded:
"Ming Hui, if I die on this mission, I will definitely not be reborn. I will become a ghost cultivator stronger than you and destroy you and your beloved Ming Hui City together."
"Duan Junheng" didn't take his words seriously and responded to the provocation casually:
"I'll wait."
Shi Can gritted his teeth and pulled Lin Zhuyue away.
To carry out the mission secretly, the two of them could not board the ship and cross the sea under the pretext of "carrying out the mission." Shi Can gave Feng Wuye the reason that he wanted to take Lin Zhuyue to take the first subject test and visit the auto show, and they successfully arrived in Linhai City.
The journey from Linhai City to Meishui City wasn't short. Shi Can drank two cups of instant coffee and drove all night before reaching his destination.
With the help of the police, the victim Shi Tianjiao asked for leave from the hospital and temporarily lived in a Buddhist temple in the south of the city on the pretext of "volunteering".
It is said that during her stay in the temple, the scars on her body did not increase, but she still dreamed of the gray forest every night.
The woods are so big.
It was so big that she seemed unable to get out of it in her entire life.
After Lin Zhuyue and Shi Can arrived at the temple, they washed their hands with clean water and bowed in the main hall. Afterwards, they had breakfast with the volunteers and monks at the temple.
The food at the temple didn't contain any meat, but those who had been vegetarians for years had a knack for making simple vegetarian dishes incredibly delicious. That morning, the tofu and vermicelli buns were incredibly delicious. Shi Chan, who had been too sleepy to eat, transformed his sleepiness into a craving and devoured four of them.
After breakfast, Lin Zhuyue and Shi Can came into contact with Shi Tianjiao.
Shi Tianjiao sat in the living room next to the restaurant, a cup of hot tea in her hand, and said nothing. She lowered her head, her face devoid of any hope. She no longer believed that anyone could help her out of her current predicament.
Lin Zhuyue noticed Shi Tianjiao's eyes.
A pair of chaotic, lifeless and unclear eyes.
Shi Can looked at the facilities in the house. He walked to the door of the living room, took the basin for washing hands out, poured out the water in the basin, and came back with the basin, pouring three bottles of rootless water into the basin.
Lin Zhuyue took out the talisman paper from her bag. She handed the talisman paper and the lighter to Shi Tianjiao and said:
"Think carefully about the man in the black Taoist robe in your dream, and then light the talisman paper."
Shi Tianjiao did as she was told.
Although she didn't really trust the two young apprentice spiritual masters in front of her, she wanted to escape from the predicament. The desire in her heart urged her to cooperate with Lin Zhuyue and Shi Can.
Yellow talisman paper is a type of paper that is very sensitive to fire, but the one Shi Tianjiao lit burned very slowly. The flames could not even begin to burn, only sparks devouring the yellow paper, and thick black smoke rose from it.
After the red runes on the yellow talisman paper were completely burned out, Lin Zhuyue took the remaining corner of the talisman paper from Shi Tianjiao's hand and threw it into the basin of water.
In an instant, the water waves shook.
The edge of the talisman paper turned into ink when it entered the water, outlining a black skull.
Shi Chan pulled out a piece of yellow paper and spread it flat on the water. The yellow paper was quickly soaked by the water, and the black ink was also absorbed on the paper. Shi Chan waited for a while and carefully took the soaked paper out of the basin.
After the paper dried, Shi Can took out a cinnabar pen and drew one ferocious symbol after another on the paper. He walked outside and set the paper on fire with a lighter.
"Throw a stone to ask for directions, use a talisman to ask for the law."
Shi Chan muttered a spell in a low voice,
"When did fate begin? Where does resentment originate? How can cause and effect be resolved? Gods who dwell in all directions and know everything, I wish to offer my spiritual power as a sacrifice. Please guide the sentient beings living in the sea of suffering."
Lin Zhuyue could see that Shi Can's spiritual power was being consumed at a terrifying rate.
The more difficult the matter is to handle, the more spiritual energy will be consumed by this spell.
After a moment, Shican picked up the lottery box and shook it with his eyes closed.
A stick was thrown out from the stick box.
Shi Can opened his eyes, put down the fortune stick, picked up the wooden stick, glanced at the fortune stick, and his face became solemn.
"The twenty-third sign is death."
There were a total of 128 lots in his lottery box, and the one he drew was the worst one.
That ghost cultivator wanted Shi Tianjiao to die.
The reason is unclear, but the malice is overflowing.
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