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Yin Yang Demon Suppression
Joan also realized that he had gotten a bit too carried away in the moment, feeling embarrassed as he scratched his head. He could only try his best to correct his tendency to ramble.
"I heard this from a survivor of Peach Blossom Village. He always dreams about his companions from back then, tormented by the Japanese Soldiers. It made me think that perhaps the ghosts of those Japanese Soldiers are still around, bullying them. I felt sorry for him, and since he hasn't been streaming lately, I thought I might come and see if I could deal with a few Japanese Devils."
At this point, Joan stopped joking around and wore a serious expression. It wasn't that he was particularly patriotic or noble; rather, he had experienced the pain of a village massacre. Although the enemies were different, they had committed similarly inhumane acts, which he could not tolerate.
However, besides the few people present, there were also a large number of viewers in Joan's livestream. Hearing the story he shared, they all expressed their outrage, cursing the Japanese Soldiers.
"Damn it, these Japanese Invaders are such bastards!"
"Exactly! If I saw a Japanese Soldier, I wouldn't hesitate to give him a beating."
"That's not fair; my boyfriend is a Japanese Soldier, and he's really nice."
"Shut up! Can you even call yourself Chinese if you idolize foreigners?"
"+1"
"You bastards! So what if I idolize foreigners? China will eventually belong to Japan; I just like Japanese Soldiers."
"Damn it! Everyone join me in cursing her out; let this shameless woman get lost."
"Get out of China!"
"Get lost!"
...
A few people did not expect that their simple conversation had already caused a stir in the live broadcast room. Their primary task now was to find a ghost of the Japanese Invaders to vent their anger. The grandfather and granddaughter of the Lin family naturally did not need to participate; they were from Nanjing and understood the horrors of that time better than anyone. Although Ye Mingshang did not have much patriotism, like Joan, he also despised their bloody methods.
"You've been here for a while, have you found any clues?" Ye Mingshang asked Joan.
"Sigh! I've been here for a while. All I've found are wandering souls, and only a few of them are conscious. I asked a few ghosts, but they were too superstitious to speak. I was thinking of finding some powerful ones to ask, after all, they are also Chinese and should not be hostile towards us given their experiences during those tragic events," Joan sighed and shared her thoughts.
"That's a good idea. Since that's the case, we shouldn't delay. Let's catch a couple of ghosts to ask," Ye Mingshang nodded in agreement.
"Master, these ghosts won't dare," Joan said with a bitter expression.
"My ghosts are Evil Spirits and Vengeful Spirits," Ye Mingshang glanced at her with a hint of pride.
Everyone smiled wryly; well, he was powerful, and Evil Spirits and Vengeful Spirits were still ghosts, after all.
Ye Mingshang looked Joan up and down and noticed her brand new yellow Daoist robe. She had a cloth pouch slung around her waist.
"Did you bring your Fellow?" Ye Mingshang asked.
"What Fellow?" Joan replied in confusion.
"Cinnabar, Yellow Talismans, incense, candles, and such."
"Uh... nothing..."
"What do you have in your pocket?" Ye Mingshang pointed at the cloth bag.
"Joss Paper."
"Just Joss Paper??"
"Just Joss Paper."
"......"
Ye Mingshang was speechless. Nima, what a weirdo. Going up the mountain for an Exorcism and only bringing Joss Paper? Do you think you can just pay off a ghost with that?
"Smack!" A slap landed on Joan's head, making him jump in pain. This slap was different; it really hurt!
"What kind of Exorcism are you doing, bringing only a bunch of Joss Paper? Are you trying to bribe the spirits or what? You don't even have Yellow Talismans or Peach Wood Swords, and no Dog Blood either. Do you think you're so impressive that you don't need those? I still have to throw down a couple of talismans when I take action! Do you think you're better than me?!"
Ye Mingshang's scolding left Joan dazed, and Lin the Old Man and Lin Qianqian were also stunned. They never expected that this seemingly aloof Ye Mingshang could scold someone so thoroughly; was he really that cunning?
The viewers in the live stream had also stopped their previous insults towards that woman from Chongri. She had initially fought back with a few words but was soon drowned out by the insults, and no one knew if she was still there; she certainly had nothing to say now.
At this moment, everyone was staring blankly at Ye Mingshang, who was dressed in black, handsome in appearance, and exuding an aloof demeanor. Those who had seen him before thought he was a cold expert from outside the world, while first-timers found this young man a bit distant.
"Wow, the aloof male god is actually this cunning?"
"Knowing people and knowing faces but not knowing hearts~"
"The wording upstairs is inappropriate."
"Expert is amazing, seeing Anzi looking like a grandson, it really makes me feel great. Haha!"
"Same feeling! Same feeling!"
"Haha! Let me laugh for five minutes first."
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After cursing Ye Mingshang, he realized he had lost his composure, took two deep breaths, recited the calming mantra, and returned to his aloof demeanor.
"Master, please don't scold me anymore, I know I was wrong. I just felt sorry for the ghosts on this mountain and wanted to bring them some Joss Paper," Joan said, covering his head and looking pitifully at Ye Mingshang.
"Hmph! Whether you listen or not doesn't matter to me; if you die, it has nothing to do with me. Give me the Joss Paper."
"Oh~ Okay." Joan took down the cloth bag and handed it to Ye Mingshang.
As soon as he received the cloth bag, a hand touched Ye Mingshang's shoulder.
A Paper Man cautiously flew to Ye Mingshang's side, pointing at the bag and then at himself.
"Don't worry, you won't be left out," Ye Mingshang smiled.
Paper Man danced with joy.
Ye Mingshang opened the cloth bag and couldn't help but twitch his mouth. Well, it really is all Joss Paper...
Taking out a stack of Joss Paper, Ye Mingshang fanned them out like playing cards. He didn't light them in a circle like an ordinary person would when starting a fire.
“Wandering Souls, where do the three souls linger, and the seven spirits arrive? By the riverside, in wild temples and villages, in the palace prison, tombs, and forests, strange and eerie, lost true souls...” As Ye Mingshang finished reciting the incantation, the talisman paper gently shook and ignited.
This technique didn't surprise those who had seen Ye Mingshang's abilities before. However, those in the live stream who had never seen him were somewhat astonished.
“Oh wow! It's on fire.”
“Is this a magic trick?”
“Wow, this method requires some skill.”
“Who knows? It looks pretty cool anyway.”
“Look quickly, something's coming!”
As the Joss Paper burned, a gust of cold wind blew through, causing the trees to rustle. The flames flickered slightly. Before long, a figure appeared in the distance. This person did not resemble an ordinary wandering ghost; they looked quite lively.
Standing at about six feet tall, the Giant wore old-fashioned linen clothing. With a square face and a diagonal scar across his face, he looked quite fierce.
“Are you looking for me?” The Scarred Ghost floated closer to take a look at Ye Mingshang, who was burning the Joss Paper.
"That's right, I have some questions for you," Ye Mingshang nodded.
Since he was looking for his own Scarred Ghost, he didn't hold back and waved his hand to burn the Joss Paper clean. Soon, a piece of Joss Paper appeared in his hand. After glancing at the amount of Joss Paper, he grinned and stuffed it into his pocket.
"What is it? Go ahead and ask."
Scarred Ghost was in a good mood; beings like them, who were lonely wild ghosts, had no source of income. However, even ghosts needed to spend money, as they had their own expenses, didn't they?
"I want to ask where I can find the souls of Japanese Devils."
"The souls of Japanese Devils? Heh, you’re too late. Most of the Japanese Devils on this mountain have been killed; you won't find any. Just go back," Scarred Ghost chuckled and waved his hand, ready to leave.
"Is there still any in Peach Blossom Village?"
Ye Mingshang's words startled Scarred Ghost, who looked at him with a serious expression.
"How do you know about Peach Blossom Village?"
"That's not for you to ask; you just need to answer my question," Ye Mingshang replied coolly, giving him a sidelong glance.
"Hey! You have quite the attitude. Do you believe that with just that statement, I could make it so you can't go back?" Scarred Ghost laughed in anger; it was the first time he had met someone who dared to speak so boldly to him. After all, he used to be a ruthless killer in life and remained fierce even as a ghost.
"You can certainly try. If it weren't for my need to ask you something, just based on your words, I could make your soul scatter," Ye Mingshang sneered dismissively and took out a piece of Joss Paper to ignite it.
"I'll ask you one more time: is there a ghost of a Japanese Soldier in Peach Blossom Village?" Ye Mingshang stared down at Scarred Ghost with an imposing demeanor, his words carrying a chill that even made this ghost feel uneasy.
Scarred Ghost knew this person was not simple and did not waste words. "Yes, there are quite a few. However, from my perspective, even if you go, it's just a death sentence."
"That's not your concern. You just need to tell me how to get to Peach Blossom Village."
"I won't tell you. If I bring you in, those Japanese Devils won't let me off."
"Coward! You're a coward alive and a coward dead." Ye Mingshang had a sarcastic smile on his lips.
"Hmph! What do you know? Back when I, Qiang Ge, killed countless people, who did I ever fear? Even ghosts would run away upon seeing me. When I died, I personally killed over ten Japanese Devils, scattering their souls myself. If it weren't for the Japanese Devils in Peach Blossom Village being too fierce, I would have charged in long ago." Scarred Ghost snorted coldly and retorted loudly.
"I take back what I said, but only half of it. You're a man while alive, but dead, you’ve become a coward afraid of death."
Upon hearing the first half of Ye Mingshang's statement, Scarred Ghost's expression softened somewhat. However, upon hearing the latter half, his face turned even uglier; his mouth twitched, and the scar on his face trembled ominously, looking quite terrifying.
"Hmph! Don't think just because you have some skills that you're above everyone else. If you insist on entering Peach Blossom Village, I won't stop you, but without me as your guide, you won't get in. If you want me to lead you, then show me your skills!" The scarred man was also angered by the continuous mockery but did not lose his composure. He wanted to take this opportunity to test Ye Mingshang's abilities; if he truly had skills, he would take him in; if he was useless, he would just kill him directly.
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