In the evening, at a hotel in Xiangjiang.
After some troublesome incidents, Uncle Ying completed the discharge procedures.
Because it was too late after completing the discharge procedures, the three of them found a nearby hotel to stay.
"Uncle Ying, I'll leave those matters to you."
"Are you sure you won't stay at the hotel?"
"No, I can't stay here. Uncle Ying, you know I have a naturally strong yin energy, like a fire in the dark. So let's proceed according to the plan."
"Alright, I'll cultivate the first level of the Heart Sutra as soon as possible, and then draw talismans."
"Please, Uncle Ying. Contact me by phone if anything comes up, and remember the code phrase."
"Mmm."
After Ling Feng finished giving instructions, he left the hotel with Fen Ji on his back.
The hotel was too dangerous. He planned to go to the market tonight, where there were many people and strong yang energy.
At least until midnight, he would be much safer.
What he had asked Uncle Ying to do was to learn the first level of the Maoshan Sect's Heart Sutra tonight and gain magical powers. This was not difficult for someone who had undergone bone cleansing.
Moreover, Uncle Ying had studied it before. Although not completely, it had been effective.
Especially drawing talismans, Uncle Ying was already proficient at it.
Although there was still a slight difference from genuine spiritual talismans, it was only a matter of a few strokes here and there.
These were all preparations for the big battle.
When he arrived at the market, Ling Feng planned to look for paper, pens, ink, knives, and chickens along the way.
Even without magical powers or true qi, the lowest-level talismans did not require these, and he could make some for self-defense.
However, Ling Feng still underestimated the horror of this supernatural world.
As soon as he left the hotel, Ling Feng suddenly felt the temperature around him drop sharply, and his hair stood on end.
Damn it!
A ghost right outside the door!
Moreover, as the temperature continued to drop, it meant that thing was approaching him.
"F**k!"
Ling Feng cursed and ran towards the market, taking out his willow leaf sword to open his heavenly eyes as he ran.
"Damn it, no! How can I, a dignified man, be scared away by a ghost! Wait until I see you, I'll chop you up!"
After opening his heavenly eyes, Ling Feng glanced back.
"Jie jie jie ~ flesh ~"
In his sight, pale-faced ghosts with disheveled hair, twisted limbs, were chasing after him.
Some were holding their heads and running wildly.
Some were on all fours, chasing like spiders with a clatter.
And some, damn it, didn't even have a body, just a head floating in the air.
"I'll go f**k your grandma!"
"Farewell!"
Ling Feng turned around and ran with all his might.
Behind him, it wasn't just one ghost, but a group of them!
He had originally planned to chop the ghost with his sword if it was weak.
But this was practically sending himself to his death.
However, how could an ordinary person's running speed possibly catch up to ghosts?
The distance between them was getting closer and closer.
Ling Feng could even hear the ghosts wailing behind him.
"My head ~ has anyone seen my head ~"
Sister, isn't your head in your hand? What are you shouting about!
"Jie jie jie... Heh heh heh... Hahaha..."
Ling Feng: ...
"Handsome guy ~ don't run ~ I have good skills ~ I guarantee you'll be satisfied ~"
A hoarse voice sounded in Ling Feng's ear, like an old madam beckoning you.
Ling Feng immediately got goosebumps.
I don't need it!
After running for a while, Ling Feng got closer and closer to the market. The strong human presence around made the ghosts behind him significantly fewer.
After completely entering the market, Ling Feng panted and looked back, only to see the group of ghosts standing at the entrance.
With their milky white eyes, they stared at him intently.
"Whew..., finally, I can rest for a while."
"I need to find paper and ink to buy quickly."
Ling Feng wandered around the market, his spirit constantly tense. He couldn't help it; even a lively market didn't mean all ghosts couldn't enter.
But he searched for a long time and couldn't find what he wanted to buy.
And it was getting late. The originally bustling street began to see people dispersing.
Ling Feng could feel the temperature around him starting to drop, indicating that those ghosts were about to lose their patience!
"Woo ~ woo ~ woo ~"
Speak of the devil.
Ling Feng felt the temperature behind him drop by more than ten degrees, as cold as being in a freezer.
He turned his head.
Under the illumination of the bright red streetlights, a woman in a red dress, holding a red oil-paper umbrella, with disheveled hair and bloodshot eyes, was staring intently at him.
Hiss ~
Ling Feng swallowed.
He opened his detection eye and took a look.
【Name】: Red Umbrella Ghost
【Level】: Medium (Half Red-Clad Fierce Ghost)
【Danger Level】: Medium
Oh ho!
A red umbrella ghost dares to be arrogant!
Ling Feng was about to draw his sword, but his hand suddenly froze.
Because a white umbrella ghost suddenly appeared beside the red umbrella ghost in his vision.
"Woo ~"
Instantly, the temperature around them dropped by another degree.
Ling Feng shivered.
"My god, the red and white double omens..."
Farewell!
Ling Feng quickly fled from this haunted place.
Anyone who has watched Uncle Ying's movies understands what the red and white double omens represent.
If he doesn't run now, should he wait for them to attack him?
This was only the first day! How could all the powerful beings be coming out?
"The only place I can go now is the police station. There's plenty of righteousness and yang energy. I don't believe you dare to come in."
Ling Feng opened his system map and walked towards the nearest police station.
He didn't dare to run. If he didn't run when encountering ghosts, it would be a waste of energy.
Ling Feng took out his phone and found Uncle Ying's number, then dialed.
"Ring ring ring..."
On the other end: "Hello! The Heavenly King, the Earth Tiger!"
Ling Feng: "The Pagoda Suppresses the River Demon!"
"Uncle Ying, how are you prepared? I'm being chased by a bunch of ghosts."
"I have successfully cultivated the first level of the Heart Sutra and am drawing talismans, but I have consumed most of my essence and spirit to draw just one spiritual talisman and feel like I can't go on."
"Then don't draw spiritual talismans! Draw paper talismans! If you can't hold on, cultivate the Heart Sutra. Improve your cultivation as much as you can. Come to the police station tomorrow to find me!"
"Oh, I understand. By the way, also..."
Before Uncle Ying could finish speaking, the phone started emitting static, like the crackling of electricity.
"What the heck! They've caught up so quickly."
Ling Feng quickly hung up and started running madly.
Only the special magnetic field of ghosts could cause such static and interference in a phone call.
"Almost there, only a thousand meters left to the police station."
Suddenly, Ling Feng noticed that the streetlights ahead started to flicker. The white umbrella ghost suddenly appeared, blocking the middle of the road.
Then, one by one, the streetlights flickered and went out.
Ding! Ding! Ding!
Every time the white umbrella ghost flashed, a row of streetlights went out.
"What the heck, they even know how to block the road."
Ling Feng quickly turned around and ran back the way he came.
Then the same scene replayed. The red umbrella ghost blocked his path.
My goodness!
He's being surrounded like a dumpling!
Ling Feng had originally planned to run into the houses on either side, but the lights on both sides flickered and then "popped" shut.
Ling Feng: ...
This is too much!!!
You're forcing my hand!
Ling Feng's gaze turned cold. Since there was no way out, he would carve one!
Ling Feng lifted the cloth strip on his back, revealing the hilt of Fen Ji.
Suddenly, the red and white umbrella ghosts on both sides stopped abruptly, seemingly intimidated by Fen Ji on Ling Feng's back.
Then the two ghosts disappeared instantly, and the surrounding streetlights returned to normal.
Ling Feng was bewildered.
What the f**k?
Were they scared away?
No matter, Ling Feng covered Fen Ji again and continued to run towards the police station.
Otherwise, if the two ghosts returned later, it would be over.
Because the information panel of Fen Ji now showed that its abilities were also suppressed by more than half.
From five stars to two stars. Now, apart from being able to slay ghosts and being sharp, and being indestructible by a nuclear bomb, it had no other abilities.
This time, Ling Feng successfully ran to the police station. The police station was lit up, as it was a public security organ, operating 24 hours a day.
Ling Feng hurried into the police station.
Several police officers on duty were confused by Ling Feng's sudden entry.
"Hello, is there anything we can help you with?"
A young police officer walked over with a cup of tea and handed it to Ling Feng.
"Thank you."
Ling Feng had been running all the way and was truly thirsty. He finished the cup of water in one gulp.
"Let me get you another cup."
Seeing Ling Feng's gasping appearance, the young police officer poured him another cup of water.
After drinking two cups of water, Ling Feng felt much more comfortable.
"Young man, is there something you need at the police station?"
The time was about right, so the young police officer asked, putting down the cup.
"Officer, may I stay here for the night? I'm homeless recently, so I could only think of coming to the police station."
"Of course, no problem. People's police are here to serve the people. Come, I'll take you to the lounge to rest."
"Thank you."
The young police officer smiled and led Ling Feng into a lounge.
"Good night."
After saying that, the young police officer closed the door and left, as he was on night duty.
Sitting on the bed in the lounge, Ling Feng felt much more relaxed. He lay down on the bed.
As he expected, very few ghosts could enter the police station.
The red and white double omens he encountered on the first day were probably the most terrifying existence today.
Although they were much weaker than the combination of a wedding and a funeral, they were still the red and white double omens.
If this wasn't the most terrifying existence today, then he couldn't do anything about it; he would just fight them directly!
If a tiger doesn't show its might, do you think it's Tom Cat!
He wasn't like he hadn't killed ghosts before!
Fortunately, he had passed the night safely.
The next morning, hearing the movement outside the door, Ling Feng woke up from a light sleep.
Just as he was about to go out to see what was happening.
He saw Uncle Ying rushing in. Upon seeing that Ling Feng was alright, he breathed a sigh of relief.
"We're here to pick you up, let's go."
Hearing this, Ling Feng put on Fen Ji again and dizzily followed Uncle Ying.
After leaving the police station, it was still early, so there weren't many people on the street.
"Ling Feng, you hung up the phone so suddenly last night, it scared me to death. I thought you were gone."
"I couldn't help it. When I was talking to you on the phone last night, there were ghosts around, interfering with the magnetic field, so I came here."