Chapter 29

It was said that there was a sound of something breaking, but it wasn't actually like that. Instead, my soul power had been continuously probing the surroundings. It was very clear that something like a thin film had shattered in a certain place. It shattered so obviously that it made me feel as if I had heard something break.

The reason my heart sank to the bottom was that with the shattering of that thin film-like thing, a large amount of yin energy surged out, causing a fierce wind to blow through the small forest, making the leaves and branches rustle as if a thunderstorm was about to come.

Caught off guard, the dust raised almost blinded my eyes, but I didn't have time to worry about that because I saw the female ghost in front of Old Zhou, named Zhao Ying, with black energy already rising to her neck. If it passed through her spiritual center, she would completely transform into a vengeful ghost.

As for whether she would directly become a malevolent ghost, I didn't know, but what I couldn't understand was that just moving her corpse could generate such a huge amount of resentment.

"Ah, don't, don't do this, don't get so agitated." Old Zhou had already lost control and shouted.

At this moment, the wind blew, making Old Zhou's and my hair and clothes flutter as if they were facing great resistance. In my anxiety, I wished I could run faster. When I heard Old Zhou's shout, I lunged forward and grabbed his collar. The force of the impact made Old Zhou fall to the ground, and I wasn't much better, also falling and sliding forward half a meter due to inertia.

The friction with the uneven ground made the exposed parts of my body burn with pain, but I didn't have time to worry about that. I even didn't have time to stand up. I covered Old Zhou's mouth and whispered in his ear, "Don't shout. Have you forgotten what I told you? No matter what you face, you can't be afraid. Once you're afraid, your aura weakens, and it's easy to—"

But Old Zhou was staring at the female ghost, making a 'wailing' sound, his eyes full of fear.

I turned around and saw that the black energy on Zhao Ying's body was almost reaching her spiritual center. She was already laughing in a somewhat deranged manner, shouting, "Why won't you help me? Why? Why? I never did anything bad in my life, why did I die so unjustly?"

At this moment, she no longer looked like the female college student she was before. Her clothes had turned bloody, and blood began to flow from her eyes, nose, and other parts, and her flesh started to break apart.

This clearly indicated that she was about to transform into the state her corpse was in when it was damaged. The things she was shouting were what she couldn't accept, which is typical for vengeful ghosts and malevolent ghosts. The grievances they suffered in life turn into obsessions. If I didn't stop her now—

I didn't have time to think much and shouted, "I'll help you. Old Zhou doesn't have the ability, but I do. I'll help you."

"Will you help me?" Zhao Ying looked at me in disbelief, and the black energy surrounding her body temporarily paused. After all, there was no debt between us, and she never expected me to offer help.

"Yes, I'll help you." At this moment, I had completely calmed down. Actually, my offer to help wasn't random. I heard her say, "Why did I die so unjustly?" This only meant one thing: the key issue wasn't that Zhao Ying's corpse was desecrated, but that her death was also suspicious.

At this moment, the black energy on Zhao Ying's body completely stopped rising. I tentatively released my hand from Old Zhou's mouth, thinking he wouldn't shout anymore. But as soon as I let go, Old Zhou pointed in a direction and shouted in terror.

In frustration, I covered Old Zhou's mouth again and looked in the direction he pointed. My face changed, and my brows furrowed because I saw at least 15 ghosts, both male and female, even children, walking toward us.

Each ghost was surrounded by black energy, clearly having died unjustly or with grievances. They mostly maintained their appearance from life. I noticed that most of them were dressed in tattered clothes, looking like beggars and homeless people.

"Help us." "Help us." "Save us."

They shouted as they approached us. In this situation, I had no choice but to help because, like Zhao Ying, if I refused, these ghosts, who had finally seen a glimmer of hope, might immediately transform into vengeful or malevolent ghosts.

I could sense that they weren't completely free, as if they were bound by something. But I had heard the sound of something breaking earlier, indicating that the thing binding them had weakened. Who could guarantee that the thing binding them would always exist?

If the thing binding them no longer existed, with so many vengeful and malevolent ghosts here, especially in a medical college where students are the majority, I couldn't even imagine the consequences.

"Turns out, I wasn't the only one." At this moment, Zhao Ying's expression suddenly turned sad. If ghosts could cry, I think she would have cried at this moment.

Because of this sadness, the black energy that had stopped rising began to waver again. The group of ghosts approaching Old Zhou and me were almost enveloped in black energy. The night, already dark with the moon obscured, was now even darker. If it weren't for the flickering candlelight still burning, it would have been pitch black.

The violent wind continued to blow. At some point, Old Zhou suddenly broke free from my hand and turned to me, saying seriously, "Old Three, help them. I'm willing to help too."

As he spoke, Old Zhou raised his hand, tightly gripping the array seal I had given him. He didn't say much, but I understood his meaning. Even when he was so afraid, he didn't throw away the array seal, calling on the celestial soldiers and generals I had arranged in the formation to help him.

"I can't bear it. I don't know what happened, but I can feel their sadness and pain." Old Zhou said seriously to me, then handed the array seal to me. I wasn't surprised; we had been friends for so many years, and I knew Old Zhou very well. He was a tough talker but a soft-hearted person.

He was inherently kind and not at all selfish, very manly! Otherwise, we wouldn't have been such good friends for so long. Many times, I had already gotten used to Old Zhou being moved by TV shows, secretly wiping his eyes, afraid we would see.

This was him, so why should I be surprised that he wanted me to help?

Thinking this, I put the array seal in my pocket and made a decision in my heart. At this moment, Old Zhou, looking at the 'terrifying' Zhao Ying, said, "I didn't refuse you because I didn't want to help, but because I really don't have the ability. I was afraid that I couldn't help you and would instead harm you. You have to believe me."

As he spoke, Old Zhou pulled me over and said to Zhao Ying, "This is my brother, Old Three. I've always wanted him to help you, but even though we are brothers, I didn't dare make promises for him. But now that he has agreed, I'm relieved. I will do my best to help you too, because with him here, I have a lot of confidence. He is very capable."

I gave Old Zhou a glare, but in fact, from the moment those vengeful ghosts appeared, I knew the situation wasn't simple. I had said before that as long as that man and the cat demon didn't do anything that violated heaven and earth, I wouldn't get involved. But now, fate had forcefully pushed me into this situation, and the facts told me that the man and the cat demon had not only violated heaven and earth but had done even more shocking things. Plus, the severity of the consequences left me with almost no choice.

After Old Zhou finished speaking, I looked at Zhao Ying and, almost addressing all the vengeful ghosts, said, "I will help you. Heaven will eventually give you justice."

This was a simple statement, but for some reason, it made all the ghosts present show a sad expression, as if they had been waiting for this moment for a long time.

This sadness seemed to infect me, and I suddenly felt the heavy responsibility of being a Taoist. Heaven had given us more secrets and knowledge than ordinary people, so we had to bear more.

At that moment, the long-dormant passion in my heart was instantly ignited, and every word I spoke was firm and resolute.

I knew that the wheel of fate had started turning from this moment, and the responsibility of my generation could not be avoided.

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