Chapter 004: The Malevolent Spirit of One Hundred and Fifty Years
I suddenly turned around and shouted in a voice tinged with tears: "Ergouzi, is that you?"
The sound of drums began to echo.
A roar of the tiger, a chant of the dragon
Ghosts are categorized; wandering souls and wild ghosts refer to spirits that have recently lingered in the human realm, having just passed away. Such spirits do not harm others; they merely yearn for the earthly world. Generally, they can be sent into reincarnation or await the arrival of the underworld officials to take them away.
However, what I did not expect was that this would also become my first experience of slaying demons and eliminating evil
However, he also understands in his heart that now, apart from my master, who else could obtain such things
At this critical moment, the Dragon and Tiger Treasure Seal in hand emitted a brilliant golden light
Isn't this a death sentence
Iron Old Man spoke while responding to me
This time, it is actually my father's voice
Master Fanghua, let my unworthy disciple take this grand seal to meet with your Ghost Refining Hall, the fierce spirits of one hundred and fifty years
I just came to my senses and saw a sharp nail right in front of me
"The opening of the museum, the ghostly forging begins!" a voice shouted loudly
The Hall of Ghost Refinement
"Yan Zi, why have you been gone for so long? It's been a while since you last came to see me!" This was actually the voice of Er Gouzi.
What truly changed my perspective on malevolent spirits was the recent incident at the Ghost Refining Hall
A realm of silence, a realm of darkness, very eerie, very unsettling
A person is shouting loudly, while the surroundings are completely silent. A massive coffin is suspended in the center of the platform, which I estimate could hold three of me.
My body began to move incessantly; I was only 7 years old at that time, and I hadn't even grasped the basic anatomy of males and females, yet I was already being sent to the battlefield to seal demons
Imagine a disciple from a prestigious sect who has only learned spells but has never encountered a monster and lacks any practical combat experience. How formidable could they possibly be
I am ultimately still too young, and often too naive.
Iron Old Man spoke in a very leisurely manner, extremely leisurely, and quite leisurely
At this moment, another voice arose
The lights went out! That voice shouted again, and in an instant, all the lights in the Ghost Refining Hall were extinguished, plunging everything into darkness. Due to my innate spiritual power, I could faintly see some scenes.
"Little brother, what is wrong with you?" I asked
As for me, I sat on the ground in a daze.
The drumbeat suddenly ceased
Suddenly, a call from the master echoed in my ears, "No! No!"
Taking this opportunity, my master dared to make a bold demand and struck decisively.
Yanzi, get up! We have to busy ourselves with transplanting rice seedlings today!
"They locked me up and won't let me out. Can you help me?" The little boy looked at me with tear-streaked cheeks, appearing pitiful.
And I have managed to preserve my life for the time being
I feel as though I am slowly sinking, as if my entire being is submerged in a black ocean
The claws of the little boy have already reached before me; although my mind has reacted, my hands cannot keep up with the rhythm. I can even vaguely see the evil smile on his face, triumphant in his scheme
Tie Laotou mentioned the corpse herders to me, saying that they are indeed very mysterious, but they should also be part of hetushu.com. Comcom is a sect, and he rarely does business with the corpse herders because their demands are too sinister, and he may not be able to procure them. Moreover, the corpse herders are very united; if one person is bullied, a group will come out to help.
The Refining Ghost Hall is essentially a place where disciples within the sect can engage in practical combat exercises against demons and monsters
Like a sharp blade, it instantly tore through the entire darkness, illuminating the vast Ghost Refining Hall.
I heard the sound of the coffin opening, long and heavy
I stand in the center of a vast platform. Although I can see a faint glimmer of light, the visibility is quite low. Strange sounds occasionally echo in my ears. A ghost that has existed for one hundred and fifty years is no longer merely a specter formed from resentment; it has become a unique existence in this world
"This is acceptable, but the goods must still be inspected," said Iron Old Man as he stood up
There was no response, no sound, and the silence was terrifying
Only a scream of despair was heard from the little ghost, and its entire body was thrown out.
The statement that reputable sects do not harbor filth is nonsense, of course, I do not mean to say that it is nonsense that reputable sects do not produce bad people, but rather that the phrase about harboring filth is nonsense
At that time, I seriously suspected that Iron Old Man wanted to kill me. However, despite my reluctance, I still had to go up, holding the precious seal that Iron Old Man had given me. Being small in stature, I climbed onto the large platform
Many years later, there will be newcomers in the field who ask me: "The vengeful spirits are also people who suffered tragically in life, so why do I never show them mercy"
I originally intended to save him, but I forgot about the books; the paths of humans and ghosts are different
My father's voice lingered in my ear for nearly five minutes, continuously speaking to me. Each time I wanted to get closer to the sound, I found myself unable to touch it
At that time, I was seven years old, and it was the first time I witnessed such a grand spectacle. Hundreds of people stood at the entrance, slightly bowing as they awaited the arrival of Master Fanghua. Being a child then, I mimicked Master Fanghua's demeanor, with a round belly, exuding an air of authority.
In the bright light, I immediately saw a small, thin figure curled up beneath the coffin.
When I looked at the old iron man with fear in my eyes, he merely said softly, "Don't lose the face of us itinerant merchants"
Often, vengeful spirits are not as fearsome as legends portray them. They retain their appearance and state from when they were alive. Besides the duration of their existence, another factor that determines the strength of their power is the resentment they harbor in their hearts
In the end, there was no choice. Fanghua Zhenren gritted his teeth and said, "This business can be done, but I need to see the power of your precious seal."
At this moment, Iron Old Man also rushed to my side. He snatched the Dragon and Tiger Treasure Seal and silently recited a spell. Once again, he released the illusory figures of the Dragon and Tiger, completely obliterating the little ghost in front of us
However, at that moment, I was completely dumbfounded. How could I, a seven-year-old child with only a bit of spiritual power and no insight, possibly defeat a malevolent spirit that had existed for one hundred and fifty years?
At the moment of my triumph, a single remark from Iron Old Man plunged me completely into an ice cellar
A ghost that has existed for one hundred and fifty years
Er Gouzi's voice is so vivid, as if it were right beside my ear
"It's alright, I told my master that he and the librarian are good people and will help you." As I spoke, I reached out to pull the little boy.
At this moment, my heart is filled with fear. My hands and feet are cold, devoid of any sensation
The incident at Longhu Gate occurred here, where an inner disciple of Longhu Gate descended the mountain for training. Passing through Xiangxi at night, he encountered a frenzied corpse causing chaos and terrorizing the common people. The disciple intervened, and the spells of Longhu Gate proved to be quite powerful, swiftly resolving the situation in a matter of moments. When the corpse driver arrived and saw his controlled corpse being destroyed, he was immediately enraged. A dispute ensued, leading to a physical confrontation, resulting in the corpse driver sustaining serious injuries. The disciple intervened, and the spells of Longhu Gate proved to be quite powerful, swiftly resolving the situation in a matter of moments. When the corpse driver arrived and saw his controlled corpse being destroyed, he was immediately enraged. A dispute ensued, leading to a physical confrontation, resulting in the corpse driver sustaining serious injuries.
It has arrived
"Summon the ghost!" This voice shouted again, "Damn it, it's coming!" At that moment, I was terrified, truly trembling all over. With such a large coffin, a gigantic figure emerged, and it was a fierce ghost. It was a miracle I didn't wet myself.
Fanghua Zhenren is truly in a predicament, a treasure that appears once every five hundred years, exchanged for a counterfeit. This business is quite a loss
Thus, in reality, righteous sects are all harboring malevolent spirits and demons. The malevolent spirit that my master sold to the set this time is intended for the Ghost Refining Hall.
Darkness, despair, I am enveloped by negative emotions
It turns out that the little boy was just pretending; he was determined to take my life
I silently muttered to myself, "Damn it."
Then, the Dragon-Tiger Treasure Seal once again displayed its divine power. Although this treasure seal is a replica, its might is boundless. A golden dragon and a golden tiger burst forth from the seal, crashing into the little ghost in an instant
Immediately after, the voices of my mother, my brother, and even the voice of Old Iron echoed in my ears alongside the picture book
In Xiangxi, there are corpse drivers, a legend that I believe everyone is familiar with. At midnight, the corpse drivers lead a procession of corpses back to their hometowns, with one in front guiding the way, another in the middle managing the corpses, and one at the back ringing a gong, truly an air of profound mystery
From now on, I shall remember that all malevolent spirits must fight to the death
How could he appear here
However, vengeful spirits are different; they are filled with resentment and, after death, seek out a host. Such spirits must be eradicated, either by killing them, sealing them, or capturing them.
I am filled with fear, and a sense of despair is gradually rising within me
I hurriedly asked where to go
The Ghost Refining Hall is quite large; it is essentially a hollowed-out mountain, within which a fighting platform has been established. When we arrived, the Ghost Refining Hall had already been cleared, and the disciples of the Dragon and Tiger Sect were standing by the platform to welcome us.
A vengeful spirit that has existed for one hundred and fifty years is actually a child
This incident became the catalyst, and there were rumors from Xiangxi that they intended to seek justice from Longhu Gate. This put Longhu Gate in a difficult position, as there was no formidable weapon within the sect to handle the situation, which is why they sought the help of my master
Iron Old Man, on the other hand, remains calm, sipping tea and looking at houses, exuding an air of complete composure.
One is profound, the other is majestic
Evil spirits vary in strength, determined by the duration of their existence as spirits. The longer the time, the greater their magical power. A spirit that has existed for one hundred and fifty years has already begun to develop intelligence, can transform, and possesses formidable magical abilities
I merely stated: "They were human in life, but after death, they are ghosts, which is different"
The dragon and tiger treasure seal in my hand radiated a dazzling light, and holding it gave me a sense of confidence. Looking at this child who is even younger than me, I couldn't help but feel curious, so I cautiously approached step by step.