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Yin Yang Demon Suppression
Upon hearing this, Ye Mingshang, Li Jianguo, and Lu Mingxuan fell silent. Chen Jiaxing, on the other hand, was sweating profusely and trembling uncontrollably.
From Chen Jiaxing's reaction, it was clear that the young man was telling the truth. Ye Mingshang had no words to encourage him to continue.
The young man went on, "Actually, at that time, Lily was already pregnant, but the child wasn't Chen Jiaxing's; it was mine. As a ghost, I could feel that connection. Because Lily was buried on the Day of Seven Yin, and the back mountain had too many buried infants, it was filled with deep resentment. Lily became intertwined with the Child-Mother Malevolence and those Infant Malevolence. Later, I also turned into an Evil Spirit seeking revenge on Chen Jiaxing. However, he wore a jade Buddha that prevented me from entering his body, and after being harmed by the jade Buddha, it was still Lily who saved me."
Originally, they planned to continue their cultivation to find an opportunity for revenge against Chen Jiaxing, but somehow the bodies of the infants in the back mountain were discovered. The police came to investigate and attempted to take away the Walking Corpse, which provoked the ferocity of the Infant Malevolence, leading to the scene where Ye Mingshang arrived. They just didn't know why Li Jianguo knew about the ghosts in the back mountain. Later, after Ye Mingshang exorcised the corpse evil, Lily came seeking revenge against Chen Jiaxing in a fit of rage.
Understanding the cause and effect, Ye Mingshang refrained from taking action and said loudly, "Humans have their own paths, and ghosts have theirs. Good and evil will eventually be rewarded. He has broken the law and will be punished by the government. You have suffered greatly in this life; you will be rewarded in your next life. So go peacefully into your next reincarnation."
"Hahaha! If good and evil are truly rewarded, then why did our family suffer such a calamity while this beast lives freely? How many of those Infant Malevolence in the back mountain are actually Chen Jiaxing's children?" Hearing Ye Mingshang's words, the female ghost Lily laughed maniacally.
Just as Ye Mingshang was about to speak again, Lu Mingxuan stepped forward and said loudly, "Rest assured, I am Captain Lu Mingxuan of the city’s criminal police team. I will handle your grievances. The law is vast and will not let anything slip through; please believe me that I will bring those who harmed you to justice." With that, he shot a fierce glare at Chen Jiaxing.
Lily hesitated; at that moment, Ye Mingshang also advised her, "Even if I were to let you kill him today, what would that accomplish? Killing someone would subject you to decades of purgatory suffering and force you into the cycle of reincarnation as beasts for several lifetimes. Is it really worth it for him?"
"But can we still reincarnate after becoming Evil Spirits?" the young man asked.
"No problem. I will personally help you transcend. I will even include a petition letter so that when you return, you can be together again, including your child." Ye Mingshang's words brightened the eyes of all three ghosts.
"Then we shall trouble you."
Ye Mingshang nodded and began his ritual: "Dust and filth be eliminated; nine orifices receive spirit; transform me; return to childhood form; ghostly souls transcend; all shall ascend..."
A bit of black resentment dissipated from the three ghosts' bodies until they emitted a faint light; their appearances became indistinguishable from ordinary people. The infant transformed into a charming little child who giggled at Ye Mingshang while nestled in Lily's arms.
"Thank you, Master." After that, Ye Mingshang wrote a letter of appeal and sent the three of them to the afterlife.
At that moment, several police officers rushed in. They were called by Lu Mingxuan, and Chen Jiaxing was also taken away, while a few officers were recording the scene.
"Can a person really be this evil?" Ye Mingshang seemed to be asking himself as much as anyone else.
"What?" Li Jianguo asked, puzzled.
"Nothing. By the way, Principal Li, how did you know there were ghosts in the back mountain?" Ye Mingshang changed the subject and voiced his own confusion.
"Oh, I received a mysterious letter that informed me."
"A mysterious letter?"
"Yes, the letter was in my office. It contained a talisman that allowed me to see ghosts. I personally believe in these things, so I tried it out and indeed saw something dirty in the back mountain. Later, the letter also had your contact information. That's how I got in touch with you. It's strange though; when I checked the surveillance footage, I saw nothing. Isn't that odd?"
"Do you still have that letter?"
"I do. I didn't dare let anyone else know, so I kept it with me." Li Jianguo pulled out an old-fashioned envelope from his pocket, which contained a letter similar to what he had described. The talisman had already been used up by Li Jianguo and was no longer there.
Rubbing his chin, Ye Mingshang couldn't think of anything and decided to keep the envelope. "Principal Li, can you give me this letter?"
"I don't have much use for it; if Master Ye needs it, feel free to take it."
Back at the hotel, Ye Mingshang was puzzled and decided not to think too much about it before falling asleep. However, this sleep was not peaceful at all.
"Ha ha ha! Brother Ye, hurry up!" The familiar voice, the familiar person, that girl appeared again in my dream.
"Oh, I'm coming!" Ye Mingshang replied and chased after her.
"Look, look, the Festival is about to start!" The girl exclaimed joyfully.
The scene shifted, and the beautiful scenery had already vanished. Rocks were flying, houses were collapsing, trees were engulfed in flames, and the lake remained murky. One by one, the once familiar faces had fallen.
"What... what is happening?!" Ye Mingshang stood in shock.
Suddenly, a fierce-looking man lunged at him with a sword. Given Ye Mingshang's strength, he could easily dodge it. But he found himself completely like an observer, unable to move or speak; his body acted on its own!
"Brother Ye, no!" Just as Ye Mingshang felt his life was at an end, a familiar figure rushed over and stood in front of him.
"Thud!" A bloodied dagger protruded from her chest.
"No!"
Waking up again, Ye Mingshang was still in the hotel bed, his clothes soaked with sweat.
"Gulugulu, Gulugulu~" After sweating profusely and feeling parched, Ye Mingshang grabbed the water bottle by the bed and gulped it down.
"Ah~" Only after finishing the bottle did he feel a bit better. Ye Mingshang sat at the head of the bed and began to ponder.
"What do these dreams mean? Where is that place? Who is that girl? Why do I feel so familiar with her? Why does my heart ache?" All these questions continued to trouble Ye Mingshang.
He had always experienced these strange dreams but never paid much attention to them until he grew older. In recent years, these dreams had become increasingly vivid, often leaving him with a sense of confusion, making him believe that the dreams were the reality.
At first, he thought they were just dreams, until he discovered that he could see ghosts and even perform exorcisms. This realization made him understand that there was something extraordinary about his situation. He had only been studying Daoism for a few years, yet his abilities were among the best in the current Yin Yang Realm. More surprisingly, all of this had been achieved without any formal guidance. It was truly unfathomable.
"Forget it; if I can't figure it out, then I won't think about it. After all these years, whatever I need to know will eventually come to me."
This was his first visit to Nanjing, and Ye Mingshang planned to enjoy himself and experience the local culture.
He disliked joining tour groups as they made him feel constrained. Plus, they rushed through everything without allowing time to truly explore.
He hailed a cab to take him to the Confucius Temple. He held great respect for Confucius, the founding figure of Confucianism and a sage of both Confucianism and Daoism, so he seized the opportunity to visit.
However, reality was far from his expectations. In his mind, the Confucius Temple should have a strong atmosphere of learning and be filled with the scent of books. Instead, when he arrived, all he saw was a crowd of people!
"Wow, are we here to see Confucius or just to see people?" Ye Mingshang, who despised large crowds, quickly decided to leave. He checked the map and noticed there was a park nearby; it should be less crowded there, so he headed over.
Fortunately, the park was nearly empty. Although not large, it had a pleasant environment with lush green grass, vibrant trees, and a clear artificial lake. Particularly noteworthy was a bamboo grove in the southern part of the park. It was nice to enjoy such scenery amidst the concrete jungle of the city.
He wandered around aimlessly, perhaps drawn by his fondness for bamboo, gradually making his way toward the grove.
As he approached, he caught a whiff of the unique fragrance of bamboo, which instantly lifted his spirits. There was a path within the bamboo grove that led him to a small Land Temple about a meter high. As someone who had summoned deities before, Ye Mingshang could tell that this statue emanated divine energy. It was not an ordinary clay sculpture; it either received too much incense or was left behind by the spirits of this land.
As someone from the Yin Yang Circle, there was a rule: one must pay respects at every temple—except those dedicated to evil deities.
It was quite considerate that there were some incense sticks and candles next to the statue along with a merit incense for people to donate voluntarily and offer their prayers.
Ye Mingshang tossed some coins, lit incense, and bowed, but did not kneel. In his words, he would never bow down to anyone in this lifetime, even to a deity; he could only bend at the waist in greeting.
"Master Ye, you're here too. That's great." A pleasant voice reached Ye Mingshang's ears, sounding somewhat familiar.
"Oh~ it's you." The newcomer was the pretty girl who had sought his help with exorcism last time.
"Master Ye, it's so nice to see you here. The talisman you gave me last time was really effective; ever since I put it up, no ghosts have come around!" The girl clasped her hands in front of her chest, looking very pleased.
"Well, as long as it works. Are you here to have fun?" With nothing else to do, Ye Mingshang didn't mind chatting a bit more with her.
"I'm here specifically to light incense. My grandfather's land here is very spiritual."
"Oh~ how does your grandfather know that?" Generally, these deities do not manifest unless someone within the circle can perceive some signs.
"My grandfather really enjoys feng shui and metaphysics; he's quite famous for reading feng shui in this area."
"I see. But if that's the case, why didn't you ask your grandfather for help with the exorcism last time instead of seeking out a complete stranger like me?" Ye Mingshang found this a bit strange.
"Because my grandfather only knows feng shui; he doesn't do exorcisms. He learned everything from books." The girl pouted in frustration.
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