Taoist priests in the supernatural world

Chapter 15 The Savior, the Demon Slayer

"Savior?"

Huang Bai muttered something under his breath, then smiled.

If we can really kill the Ghost King, then this title isn't too exaggerated.

During this next period, I can use the ghosts to feed my inner elixir and also refine the Four Great Incantations.

The Sun Mantra is for killing and destruction, the Moon Mantra is for healing, the Enlightenment Mantra can find ghosts and identify evil, and the Wall-Passing Mantra makes it easy to sneak away and escape.

Each of the four spells has its own use, making it a complete set of techniques.

In the days that followed, Huang Bai and the miscellaneous affairs department worked together more and more smoothly, and handled a number of paranormal events one after another.

Most of them are harmless, unconscious ghosts.

These kinds of ghosts don't possess people, and they don't have much consciousness. They just wander around the places where their obsessions were strongest in their previous lives. Huang Bai simply calls them "earthbound spirits."

As they practiced more and more, the three of them became more and more skilled.

Huang Yaozu was in charge of the investigation, Li Guoqiang was in charge of running errands and cleaning up, and Huang Bai was in charge of the actual work.

As he dealt with more and more paranormal incidents, Huang Bai became increasingly proficient in his various spells. In particular, he had almost mastered the Sun Spell to the point where he could cast it with a mere thought.

Inside the Taoist temple, Huang Bai sat cross-legged under the lamp, holding his inner elixir in his hands, slowly breathing in and out.

The surface of the inner core shimmered with a dark light, occasionally tinged with a few strands of dark gold, looking strange yet exuding an inexplicable mystery.

During this period, thanks to the nourishment from killing ghosts, the medicinal power of the inner core has clearly increased by another layer.

After swallowing the inner core, his physical condition now far surpasses that of ordinary people.

The phone suddenly rang.

Huang Bai reached out and took it.

Li Guoqiang's urgent voice came from the other end:

"30 East Point Road, Causeway Bay, Red Star Triad. Brother Nan, the boss of Causeway Bay, has been confirmed to be possessed by a vengeful ghost. We're blocked, you need to hurry..."

Before he could finish speaking, the call suddenly ended.

Before the connection was lost, I could still vaguely hear banging on the door and loud cursing coming from the other end.

Inside the mansion, the lights were on, and people were moving about.

"Don't run!"

"stop!"

Tables and chairs were overturned, cups and plates flew everywhere, and screams could be heard from time to time, making the whole hall a complete mess.

In the corner, Huang Yaozu, still dressed in the same trench coat, looked extremely unwell, and he and Li Guoqiang were forced against the wall.

A dozen or so thugs carrying knives, guns, and clubs blocked the way.

The villa's doors and windows were all closed, preventing outsiders from getting in and insiders from easily leaving.

"Don't move! I'm a police officer!" Huang Yaozu shouted, brandishing his gun. "Assaulting a police officer is a serious crime. Drop your weapon!"

Li Guoqiang also flashed his identification, gritting his teeth as he said, "I'm looking for your Brother Nan, this has nothing to do with you. Get out of my way if you don't want to die!"

At the top of the stairs, a young man with long hair and wearing a suit was watching this scene with a sly smile, his eyes full of malice and smugness.

"They're fake cops," he said slowly. "They're out of bullets. Drag them out and throw them into the sea to feed the fish."

This person was none other than Brother Nan.

To be precise, it was Nan Ge whose body was possessed by Black Crow, Nan Ge's mortal enemy.

However, his underlings had no idea that their boss had already been replaced.

Huang Yaozu and Li Guoqiang exchanged a glance, realizing they couldn't fool each other anymore, so they simply grabbed the chairs next to them and threw them at the nearest person.

The hall immediately descended into chaos once again.

The two fought back desperately, but they were outnumbered and were about to be completely crushed to death.

"Brother Nan" stood on the stairs, reached out and touched his face, looking very pleased with himself.

"It's prestigious to be a human, but even more prestigious to be a ghost."

He had made up his mind to use this body to gradually swallow up both the legitimate and criminal worlds.

Huang Yaozu's back was covered in cold sweat, and his palms were soaked.

"I'm done for this time..."

Just then, something unexpected happened.

Suddenly the wall next to them bulged, and then a figure emerged.

hum!

A flash of cold light.

Before the two thugs at the front could react, their right hands, which were holding knives, flew off at the wrist, and screams erupted instantly.

Under the dazzling golden lights, the figure in the Taoist robe arrived so fast it was almost like a ghost.

boom!

Huang Bai raised his hand and flicked it, the golden light shattering the power switch.

The entire mansion was plunged into darkness in an instant.

"Master Daoist!"

Huang Yaozu and Li Guoqiang were invigorated.

"Take care of yourself," Huang Bai whispered.

His face was covered with a cloth, and he carried a magic sword, moving extremely fast through the darkness.

With physical abilities three times that of an average person, coupled with the combination of the Wall-Penetrating Spell and the Enlightenment Spell, this place was practically no different from his own backyard to him.

Those thugs couldn't even catch a glimpse of him.

Someone had just raised their knife when the weapon broke.

Some tried to rush forward, but their tendons and ligaments were severed by the sword.

Huang Bai didn't kill him.

Although these people were thugs, they were ultimately just being driven by others and hadn't reached the point where they absolutely had to be killed. Depriving them of the ability to resist was enough.

Not long after, Huang Bai arrived in front of "Brother Nan".

"What exactly are you?" Brother Nan's expression finally changed.

He reacted quickly, turning around and trying to crash into the wall.

If a person is possessed by a vengeful ghost and is killed by someone, then they will perish along with the ghost.

However, if someone commits suicide, the ghost can remain in the corpse, waiting for the next unlucky person to approach.

"That's wishful thinking."

Huang Bai raised his hand and unleashed a Sun Spell.

A golden light pierced the sky and struck his forehead directly.

boom!

Nan Ge's head snapped back, and his soul was instantly shattered by the shock.

Sparks of light emanated from the corpse, rapidly surging towards Huang Bai, disappearing into his body, and finally settling into the inner core within his abdomen.

Huang Bai's heart stirred.

really.

The potency provided by the vengeful ghost far surpasses that of an ordinary earthbound spirit.

This was more effective than dealing with a dozen or so earthbound spirits.

In the chaos, Huang Bai casually took Huang Yaozu and Li Guoqiang with him.

Once outside, Huang Yaozu caught his breath and then looked apologetic.

"I'm so sorry to trouble you to make this trip again."

Li Guoqiang was still reeling from what had just happened; his face was pale, but his voice was strained:

"These are vengeful ghosts? They possess people... are there absolutely no restrictions?"

"There are limitations." Huang Bai shook his head. "Being possessed by a vengeful spirit isn't as convenient as you think. Too many possessions will shorten your lifespan."

During this period, he consulted many old books and gradually figured out some tricks of the trade.

Vengeful ghosts generally don't live past forty-nine years. Each time they possess someone, their lifespan in the underworld is shortened. The more frequently they possess someone, the faster they die, eventually their soul is scattered.

This also explains two questions.

Why isn't this a world where vengeful ghosts roam the streets?

And why, even though vengeful spirits can possess bodies, don't they just jump out and rule the world?

The older the ghost, the more it cherishes its life and will not easily change its form. Especially those who have lived a long time and are well hidden, they will not joke around with their own lifespan in the afterlife.

Ghost kings at this level have usually lived for over a hundred years and are much more difficult to deal with than ordinary vengeful ghosts.

Afterwards, Huang Yaozu returned to the police station to report and went to his superior's office.

The lights in the room were very bright.

The boss, dressed in a snow-white uniform, was looking down and stuffing food into his mouth, as if he could never get enough to eat.

"Inspector Liu, that ghost from Causeway Bay, Brother Nan, has been dealt with. Besides Brother Nan, three other people assaulted the police and were shot dead by me."

"Um."

Liu Sir didn't even look up and continued eating.

"Well done. I'll have someone cover this up. You should rest for a few days."

"Yes, sir."

Just as Huang Yaozu was about to leave, Liu Sir suddenly spoke again:

"By the way, Ah Zu, about your resignation letter from before..."

Huang Yaozu turned around and shook his head.

"I'm not quitting."

Whoever sits in the miscellaneous affairs department is doomed.

The previous section chiefs either died mysteriously or ended up in poverty; very few of them had a peaceful end.

Huang Yaozu had long been disheartened and had resigned, wanting to get away from this mess.

But things are different now.

Now, he finally saw a glimmer of hope.

Only then did Liu Sir raise his head and glance at Huang Yaozu.

Today, Huang Yaozu had shaved his beard clean, didn't smell of alcohol, and looked much more energetic.

"Alright." Liu Sir nodded. "I don't trust newcomers. It's easier to use an experienced person like you."

Huang Yaozu responded and turned to leave.

After the door closed, Liu Sir finally finished the food on the table, slowly wiped his mouth, and then picked up the phone.

"Come in."

Soon, a sharp-looking man pushed open the door and entered.

"Liu Sir".

"Yaozu has done too many good deeds lately," Liu Sir said calmly. "It's about time he retired. Go arrange for a vengeful ghost to give him a dignified end."

"Yes, sir."

The man turned and left.

Mr. Liu tapped the computer on the table, and the fax machine quickly produced two documents.

Compensation for the Death of Huang Yaozu, Head of the Miscellaneous Affairs Section

Selection Document for the New Head of the Miscellaneous Affairs Section

He glanced at it, then picked up the phone to order takeout, before lowering his head and continuing to eat heartily.

"Hong Kong doesn't need such skilled ghost hunters."

Meanwhile, undercurrents on the other side also began to stir.

Chen Fulai, the serial killer who was shot and killed by Li Guoqiang, became a vengeful ghost after his death, specifically possessing young girls.

The two girls' mysterious suicides finally caught the attention of the miscellaneous affairs department.