Bab 83: Illusion?
Editor: Kurisu
Song Shuhang carried that loli and helped her parents find a place to settle down before he continued looking at that tall Western monk.
He could feel that while that Western monk was chanting the sutras, an enormous mental energy started to rage about, as if a sea wave advancing in all directions.
In the void within the train car, negative energy was roaming about, which normal people couldn’t see with their naked eye. But in the face of that tumultuous mental energy radiated by the tall Western monk, the negative energy suddenly scattered like birds and beasts, flying out through the broken windows while heading towards the cars ahead.
Realization came upon Song Shuhang, was it ‘ghosts’?
He hasn’t even completed his Heart Aperture Foundation Establishment, thus, his Eye Aperture had yet to open and he couldn’t see ghosts. However, in the state of ‘vigilance’, he could vaguely sense those smoke-like things’ negative energy.
Ghosts would never enter trains and buses under normal circumstances as such places with high human activity would have human aura gathered all around.
Concentrated vigorous human aura was of extreme yang energy, and could directly cause the souls of some weaker ghosts to scatter and fly. Even those strong and powerful ghosts disliked places that were overflowing with human aura.
Whereas, when a disaster struck a crowded area... that was an exception. Enormous amounts of negative energy such as terror, death, despair, and hatred was instantly produced. These were all the ghosts’ favourite food, and nutrients for them to grow. Especially the spirits of those deceased that had unexpectedly passed away while suffering in pain within these disaster-stricken places would allow those ghosts to become stronger after swallowing them.
Some stronger ghosts could even forcefully snatch away the spirits of those near deaths, and such spirits would allow ghosts’ strength to increase even more!
"Demons and monsters, break break break!" clearly, that Western monk was someone who had skills. He howled as his mental energy raged forth, and the negative energy within the car was instantly dispelled.
In a split second, the cursing passengers were dumbfounded—after that Western monk finished shouting, the cabin momentarily became clear. All those glass shards, bloodstains smearing the walls, and passengers who were pierced by the shattered glass had disappeared. Although the passengers within the train’s cars fell down, none of them were dripping with blood.
‘Was that an illusion earlier on?’ all the passengers foolishly stood still, not knowing what to do. And yes, all those terrifying bloody scenes were all illusions created by those ghosts to make people in the car more frightened and afraid, and produce even more negative energy in their despair.
The ghosts tried to flee in all directions, but that skilled tall Western monk was not satisfied with such result.
"F*ck!" he scolded once again and grabbed his prayer beads while chasing after those ghosts towards the cars ahead.
After the emergency brake had been activated, all the cars’ doors were opened. One only had to pull the manual switch beside the door, and they would be able to open any car’s door to another car.
The Western monk skillfully pulled open the independent switch, and followed the ghosts who were fleeing in disarray towards the front of the train.
It wasn’t a coincidence that this powerful Western monk had boarded the train. He was chasing the ghosts in the train, attempting to purify them.
Song Shuhang touched his pocket which contained an evil-warding talisman, armor talisman, and sword talisman.
These three talismans were arranged to be worn next to his skin to guard against the unexpected.
He could only hope that he wouldn’t be using those talismans. After all, the amount of talismans he had was limited, and before meeting Altar Master, wasting every piece would lower his chances of success.
Wait a moment!
Something suddenly occurred to Song Shuhang.
The ghosts within the train... could it be related to Altar Master?
Because, Altar Master was also an evil ghost cultivator! Coupled with the fact that there was only a three stations’ difference between ‘Yuanlong Medicine shop’, it wasn’t impossible! Could there really be such a coincidence?
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Currently, in the third car behind where Song Shuhang was, two men with prominent pale complexions snuggled and whispered to each other.
"That motherfuc*er, why did that Caucasian monk chase us again? Supposedly, we had already evaded him around a town’s distance! He’s like a tail chasing behind us!" a white-collared man clenched his teeth while speaking.
Another man wearing common youngsters’ t-shirt kneaded his temples and bitterly replied. "We’ve already been unable to let Ghost General Ku You have his meal the last few times. If we are still unable to feed Ghost General Ku You today, then perhaps both of us might be processed by Altar Master, and become Ghost General Ku You’s food!"
Speaking of here, both of their bodies shivered.
Ghost General Ku You was the resentful ghost who was travelling back and forth in the train cars. It was said that Altar Master had expended tremendous efforts dozens of years back to coagulate an initial ranked ghost general. Its strength was comparable to a Second Stage cultivator. Altar Master had been nurturing it for several years, and it was the strongest resentful ghost in his hands.
In a normal situation, that resentful ghost would be sealed in slumber in locations with dense yin and ghost qi to make use of the land to nurture the resentful ghost. At the same time, it would lessen the resentful ghost’s daily consumption. However, after a period of time, it would be in a state of weakness.
Therefore, every time Altar Master went out with the resentful ghost, he would need to find ‘food’ for its consumption nearby, for it to recover from its weak state.
Both men were the foundation level members in charge of bringing the resentful ghost to hunt for its food. They would usually search for disaster scenes or bring it to the cemetery to replenish it.
Yesterday, just when they were letting loose Ghost General Ku You to let it consume its food in the cemetery, they had coincidentally met a tall Western monk. If it weren’t due to them being vigilant and escaping fast… well, suffice it to say that the weakened-state Ghost General Ku You was nearly purified by that Western monk… Just thinking of it made them scared.
If Ghost General Ku You was purified, both of them would absolutely commit suicide. That way, they’d be able to die more straightforwardly.
Both of them had run together while bringing along Ghost General Ku You to escape a considerable distance with great difficulty before managing to find a long byway train route here. They executed a ghost illusion spell to confuse the driver, and caused a man-made emergency braking incident on the train in order to create a disaster scene to allow Ghost General Ku You to have its fill.
Merely, they did not expect that Western monk had gone as far as to chase them here!
In what way did we offend you? Can’t you be more magnanimous and treat us as insignificant beings and let us go?
"The only option left is to risk our lives!" white-collared-suit man spoke while clenching his teeth.
If they were still unable to allow that resentful ghost to fill its stomach, Altar Master would use cruel punishment methods and make them become the ‘delicacy’ in the eyes of the resentful ghost. Since they would be dying anyway, only by staking their all could they get a way to survive.
"As long as we can hinder that Caucasian monk, and allow Ghost General Ku You to recover from its weakened state by absorbing the energy here, then when the moment comes, this Caucasian monk will be screwed!" the other, also ordinary-looking, guy spoke with clenched teeth.
Thinking here, both of them stood up and rushed towards the front of the train.
Each and every car of the train was in a chaos, so the figures of two men running forward with all their might were conspicuous.
Quickly, they had run past the car Song Shuhang was in. It was a pity they did not notice Song Shuhang who was masked by his ‘mental energy vigilance state’.
Their abilities were weak and were in the Hundred Days Foundation Establishment stage. Furthermore, as their Foundation Establishment Cultivation Technique was of inferior quality, and without the help of Body Tempering Liquid, along with their age being too old, although they were in Hundred Days Foundation Establishment stage for several years, they hadn’t completed it.
In order to control the Ghost General Ku You, they had relied on a piece of temporary magical treasure Altar Master had given them.
Both of them hurriedly dashed past Shuhang’s car to chase after that Western monk’s track.
After both of them ran far from him, Song Shuhang opened his eyes. ‘It’s another two cultivators.’
In addition, the qi and blood of those two men who ran past had exceeded an ordinary person’s. Not only that, those two were related to ghosts as their bodies were contaminated with the same negative energy as ghosts.
He did not think that, just by carrying this loli for an additional distance of three stations, such an accident had happen.
Should I go ahead and see what’s going on? Song Shuhang pondered.
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On another hand, that tall Western monk had caught up with resentful ghost.
The resentful ghost had absorbed quite a lot of negative energy, and recovered some of its strength. Currently, it had used an illusion spell to envelop the train’s first three cars to create all sorts of terrifying illusions, hastening the terror and despair production inside.
It would only have to wait for its strength to recover slightly more before it’d be able to use illusions to force the passengers in the car into a desperate situation, compelling a portion of those weaker ones to commit suicide so it could devour their spirits!
"I found it!" at this moment, the bald Western monk revealed a dazzling smile with rows of white teeth. "Stop escaping, I have already cultivated clairvoyance (Eye Aperture), and no demons can hide under this pair of eyes. Let me purify you!"
Finished with speaking, he fished out a Buddhist Scripture book from his monk gown and read aloud its contents. A deafening voice echoed throughout the train cars. Each and every Mandarin word of his was pronounced so accurately that it would actually cause many local Chinese people to feel shame.
Hadiah
-- Hadiah diterima Status Power Mingguan
-- Peringkat
Power 
-- Power
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