Chapter 09: Evil Spirit Flower
What I had seen before was the Sands of the Ocean, but what lay before me now was a pool of stagnant water.
In front of me was a foul-smelling pond, where bubbles occasionally rose to the surface, causing ripples that spread out in countless fine lines until they reached my feet.
This place was filthy, completely incomparable to a pure land.
The soul I was searching for was within this stinking pool of water. I stepped forward, and in the depths of the pond, I saw what I hoped to find.
Bao Hui was holding the hand of a girl who was looking around anxiously, and in front of Bao Hui stood a tall figure.
But that was definitely not Zheng Kai's Stepfather.
I shouted, "Bao Hui..." As soon as I called out, I grabbed another girl's hand. Her hand was icy cold; gripping her wrist made me involuntarily think of frozen chicken feet. There was no warmth at all. Just as I held her hand, a series of Evil Spirit Flowers wrapped around my arm like vines.
Then I saw Bao Hui with a strange smile pull the girl following her into an Evil Spirit Flower with a leap.
The tall figure vanished, and darkness enveloped me. A sharp pain coursed through my body; the Evil Spirit Flower thrived on consuming souls. Bao Hui's reckless act of offering her soul to the Evil Spirit Flower could not have been her own choice; she must have been controlled or manipulated by something.
I chanted a spell and formed a seal with my hands. The Evil Spirit Flower exploded, scattering into pieces that swiftly morphed into a face. This face expanded infinitely, so large that I could see its throat pulsating as it swallowed. A tremendous suction force tried to pull me into this gaping maw. I moved to the side, but at that moment, hands from behind pushed me toward the mouth.
A wave of putrid odor hit me, making me want to vomit. Damn it, it wanted to swallow me whole. My needle hadn't been used in ages, but this time I drew out the Demonic Needle and thrust it straight into the throat's entrance. The needle pierced through, splattering foul blood everywhere as I let out a loud scream and opened my mouth wide to retreat rapidly.
Grayness filled my vision.
A figure stood silently about a meter away from me. I shouted, "Run with me!" as I rushed over and grabbed her hand, pulling her along as we fled. Her hand was cold, but not as painfully icy as before. As we ran, she stared at me intently.
"If you had seen me earlier, would you have saved me?"
I didn't look at her and replied firmly, "I will." But tears betrayed me, spilling from my eyes. I was a man; why was I crying like a woman? I questioned myself but dared not linger on it.
Before me appeared a dark pool of water once again.
The person I held onto was Bao Hui. She smiled apologetically and said, "You're a good person; take her away!" With that, she suddenly detached herself from another girl. The girl hung her head low, seemingly devoid of life. I took the hand that Bao Hui offered me, gripping it tightly, unwilling to let go.
"Don't worry; I will guide you to peace."
"I have already become part of the Evil Spirit Flower; take care of yourself." As Bao Hui spoke, petals of the Evil Spirit Flower began to swirl around us. She waved her hand and vanished. I pulled the girl with me as we plunged into the dark waters.
It felt as if the girl followed suit. I swam desperately with her until I finally saw a sliver of light above. Straining with all my might, I swam upward and broke through the surface, quickly scrambling onto the shore. Before me loomed a completely black curtain, and without hesitation, I charged through it with the girl in tow.
Bursting out from behind the Black Curtain, we entered a pristine world—pure walls, pure hospital beds, and patients barely clinging to life.
I gave the girl a push, and as she fully integrated into the body on the bed, my Primordial Spirit returned to me. Finally, everything quieted down; everything returned to normal. I opened my eyes to see the person on the bed breathing again, vital signs stable. I opened the door.
Outside, people were impatiently waiting and were about to break in when thankfully someone was guarding it; otherwise, all my efforts would have been in vain.
Zheng Kai saw his new girlfriend awaken and embraced her, crying loudly in sorrow.
Sitting outside the ward, Zheng Kai's mother looked despondent; her lonely figure appeared increasingly haggard.
"Auntie."
"Thank you. I've come to understand; they need to take care of themselves from now on. I should let go." Zheng Kai's mother sincerely apologized through her tears, addressing her son.
"Auntie, Bao Hui is with her child now. What you need to do is not complain or regret but do more good deeds—eat vegetarian meals and chant prayers. This way, you can reduce your sins and help Bao Hui suffer less in that world."
"Okay, okay, I remember. Thank you." Zheng Kai's mother was in tears, her gratitude overflowing, but I didn't hear the end of her words before I took out my phone to contact Qin Jian.
Qin Jian's phone was unreachable.
I couldn't find Zheng Kai's stepfather, but I saw someone I shouldn't have seen.
I should have known that Dengke Qi was not here with good intentions. The purpose of the guest was to deal with me; how did I not realize this? I took out my compass to locate someone. Suddenly, my phone rang unexpectedly. I picked it up and saw it was Qin Jian calling.
"Ma Qi, hurry! Rongrong is at the abandoned warehouse in the north of the city."
"Where are you?"
"I took a big detour. Someone gave me a piece of paper with a drawing of a house on it. The house is marked as the abandoned warehouse in the north of the city. There’s a person inside—no, two people, a man and a woman. The woman is lying on a wooden board, and the man is wielding some strange weapon as if he’s summoning something."
"Who gave you this paper?"
Qin Jian replied, "I don't know; it was stuck to my car door."
"Oh, then hurry up and come pick me up." Before I finished speaking, there was a screeching sound of brakes. Qin Jian waved at me as his car came to a stop. I got in, and within two minutes, we were off.
"How are you sure that the person in the warehouse is Chi Xinrong?"
"Just a feeling."
"What if your feeling is wrong?"
"Damn it, where did your Rongrong go?" Seeing Qin Jian's anxious expression and his red eyes, it was clear he was genuinely worried. He cared so much about someone; it was hard not to notice. I secretly smiled but chose not to point it out and remained silent.
The car sped north towards the abandoned warehouse in the northern part of the city.
I really couldn't be sure that Qin Jian's person was Chi Xinrong. What was she doing in a place like that?
"Your grandpa's words," Qin Jian said, his bad habit surfacing. The more anxious he got, the more he talked to distract himself from the pressure. I had a thought: Chi Xinrong brought Dengke Qi to find me and even got his guidance to cause trouble at my place. The last time they were together was right when Zheng Kai's Stepfather's corpse went missing.
They both disappeared around that time too.
I wasn't sure what to do, so I simply said, "Call the police."
"Your grandpa, I'm the police," Qin Jian replied, not caring about anything else. He ran a red light and sped ahead. After all, he was part of the People's Police; even if there were surveillance cameras, they couldn't do much to him. He was on a mission to find the missing Sister Chi.
"Have you contacted her friends?"
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