Song Shuhang carried the little loli and placed her parents to one side, then turned his gaze back to the tall Caucasian monk.
He could feel that as the Caucasian monk chanted the scriptures, the huge mental energy started to churn, like waves crashing in all directions.
In the air, there was negative energy that ordinary people couldn't see wandering in the carriage, but when it met the surging mental energy of the tall Caucasian monk, the negative energy immediately scattered like birds and beasts, flying out through the broken window and towards the carriage in front.
Song Shuhang's heart moved, was it a 'ghost'?
He had even completed the Heart Acupoint of Foundation Establishment, but his Eye Acupoint had not been opened, so he couldn't see ghosts. However, in the 'alert' state, he could faintly feel the smoke-like negative energy.
Under normal circumstances, ghosts wouldn't enter places with a lot of people like subways and buses, where they would gather a lot of people.
Huge, vigorous people was an extremely masculine force, it could directly scatter the souls of some weak ghosts. Even powerful ghosts wouldn't like places with too much people.
However, when a disaster occurred in a crowded place, it was an exception. Instantly producing a large amount of fear, death, despair, resentment, these strong negative influences were the favorite food of ghosts, nourishment for their growth. Especially the souls of the dead who died in the disaster zone due to accidents and pain, ghosts only needed to swallow them to make themselves stronger.
Some powerful ghosts could even forcefully steal the souls of those who were on the verge of death. These kinds of souls that were on the verge of death would increase the strength of ghosts even more!
"Demons and monsters, break, break, break!" The Caucasian monk clearly had some skill, he roared loudly, his mental energy surged, and the negative energy in the carriage was immediately expelled.
In an instant, the passengers in the carriage who were cursing were all stunned. Because after the Caucasian monk finished shouting, the carriage instantly became bright again. The broken glass, the blood smeared all over the walls of the carriage, the passengers who were pierced by the glass, all disappeared.
Although the passengers in the carriage were swaying left and right, none of them were dripping with blood.
"Was that just now an illusion?" All the passengers stood there foolishly, not knowing what to do.
Yes, all the bloody and terrifying scenes were illusions created by the ghosts, it was to make the people in the carriage even more frightened, to produce even more despair and negative energy.
The ghosts fled in all directions, but the Caucasian monk wasn't satisfied with this result.
"F * ck!" He cursed again. He grabbed the prayer beads and chased after the ghost to the carriage in front.
After the train screeched to a halt and sounded the alarm, the independent switch on each carriage door was activated. As long as he pulled the manual switch next to the door, he could open the carriage door.
The western monk skillfully pulled open the switch and chased after the ghost in front of the carriage.
It wasn't a coincidence that this powerful Caucasian monk came to the subway. He was tracking the ghost in the subway, trying to purify it.
Song Shuhang touched his pocket. There was an evil-warding talisman, an armor talisman, and a sword talisman.
He kept these three talisman treasures close to him, just in case.
He hoped that he wouldn't have to use any talisman treasures. After all, the number of talisman treasures he had was limited. Before he met the Altar Master, every talisman he wasted would lower his chances of victory.
Wait a minute!
A thought flashed through Song Shuhang's mind.
Could the ghosts in the subway be related to that Altar Master?
This was because Altar Master was also a ghost cultivator of the evil path, and his current hiding place, Yuan Long Medicine Store, was only three people away from the subway station! Could there be such a coincidence?
* * * * *
At this time, in the third carriage behind the one Song Shuhang was in, there were two pale-faced men huddled together, whispering to each other.
"Motherf * cker, why did that Caucasian monk catch up again? We've already left him a town's distance away, but the ghost still won't go away! "The man dressed in white collar clothes said while clenching his teeth.
The other man dressed in an ordinary t-shirt rubbed his temples and said bitterly, "We haven't been able to let the Suffering Spirit have a full meal for two days in a row. If we still can't feed the Suffering Spirit today, then tonight, we'll be processed by the Altar Master and become food for the Suffering Spirit. "
At this point, the two of them trembled.
The Suffering Spirit was the resentful ghost shuttling back and forth in the subway. It was said that the Altar Master spent a lot of effort a few decades ago to condense a beginner level ghost general from the battlefield. Its strength was comparable to a Rank 2 cultivator. The Altar Master had already nurtured it for many years, and it was one of the strongest resentful ghosts in the Altar Master's hands.
Under normal circumstances, resentful ghosts would be sealed in Yin lands with dense ghost qi to hibernate. The Yin land's ghost qi was used to nurture resentful ghosts, and at the same time, reduce the daily consumption of resentful ghosts. However, after a long time, the resentful ghost would be in a weak state.
Therefore, every time the Altar Master brought the resentful ghost out, he would need to find 'food' nearby for the resentful ghost to consume, and let it recover from its weak state.
The two men were the basic members in charge of bringing the resentful ghost to look for food. They would look for disaster sites or tombs to replenish the resentful ghost's needs.
Yesterday, they were letting the resentful ghost 'Suffering Spirit' eat in a cemetery, but they unexpectedly met the tall and strong Caucasian monk. If they hadn't seen that something was wrong and ran away quickly, the weakened Suffering Spirit would have been purified by the tall and strong Caucasian monk … Just thinking about it made them scared.
If the Suffering Spirit was purified, the two of them would definitely slit their own throats, that way they would die a more pleasant death!
With great difficulty, the two of them brought the Suffering Spirit and ran far away. Then they found this subway with a long fork, and controlled the ghost magic to confuse the driver of the subway, creating an emergency braking incident. They wanted to create a disaster site and let the Suffering Spirit have a full meal.
But they didn't expect the Caucasian monk to chase after them all the way!
How did we offend you? Can't you be magnanimous and let us go as if we're just farts?
"The only thing we can do now is to risk it all." The white-collared man clenched his teeth.
If they still couldn't fill the stomach of the resentful ghost today, the Altar Master would use cruel punishments to turn them into 'delicacies' in the eyes of the resentful ghost. They would die either way, only by risking their lives could they fight for a way out!
"As long as we delay that Caucasian monk, let the Suffering Spirit absorb enough energy and recover from its weakened state. At that time, that Caucasian monk is dead for sure! "The other normal man clenched his teeth.
Thinking up to this point, the two men stood up and rushed towards the carriage in front.
Every carriage in the subway was in a state of chaos, the figures of the two men desperately chasing ahead were very conspicuous.
Very quickly, they passed by the carriage Song Shuhang was in. Unfortunately, they didn't notice Song Shuhang under the cover of the 'Spiritual Energy Alert'.
Their strength was low, and they were at the 'Hundred Days Foundation Establishment' stage. And because their foundation establishment technique was inferior, and they didn't have the help of the Body Tempering Liquid, and because they were too old, their 'Hundred Days Foundation Establishment' had already been established for many years, and they still hadn't completed it.
To control the ghost general Suffering Spirit, they relied on a temporary magical treasure that the Altar Master gave them.
The two hurriedly ran past Song Shuhang's carriage, chasing after the Caucasian monk's footsteps.
After the two were far away, Song Shuhang opened his eyes: "Another two cultivators."
And the qi and blood of the two men who ran past them were also much higher than normal people, and the two men were related to the ghost, their bodies were tainted with the same negative energy as the ghost.
He didn't expect that something like this would happen after he carried the little girl for three more stops on the subway.
Should I go and see what's happening in front?
Song Shuhang thought to himself.
… …
… …
On the other side, the tall Caucasian monk had already caught up to the resentful ghost.
The resentful ghost had already absorbed a lot of negative energy, and recovered some of its strength. Right now, it was using its illusory abilities to envelop the first three carriages of the subway, creating all kinds of terrifying illusions, and inciting the fear and despair of the passengers inside.
Once its strength recovered a bit, it could use the illusions to drive the passengers into a desperate situation, and force a portion of the weak-willed passengers to commit suicide, and devour their souls!
"Found it!" At this time, the bald Caucasian monk revealed a brilliant smile and a set of white teeth: "Don't run anymore, I've already trained to the Heavenly Eye Connection (Eye Aperture), under these eyes, all ghosts have nowhere to hide, let me purify you!"
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