Quick Travel to the Clouds

Chapter 454 Ghost Catcher 15

Qiu Niang's own resentment, also because of the special yin energy of the Jiuyou Pit, has become extremely suitable as a bridge and "anchor point" for powerful evil spirits to cross time and space to find the "bloodline weaknesses of the host"!

At the same time, Yun Chu also caught the vague outline of the filthy evil creature from Qiu Niang's incomplete and terrified memory - it was not in human form, but more like a ball of "Earth Evil Spirit" that condensed countless negative emotions of war, disease, and death. It was extremely ignorant and extremely cruel!

The soul search is over.

The bone box returned to calm, but Qiu Niang inside fell into a confused and dazed state due to the forceful impact of her spiritual consciousness.

Yun Chu tapped the cold jade table with his fingertips, outlining a few mysterious runes.

"The resentment is his, the karma is yours. Implicating the innocent for no reason is the cause of your eternal damnation."

"I offer you a choice: temporarily reside in this box while I cleanse you of your resentment, seek clues to your true enemy, and help you reenter the cycle of reincarnation. Or..."

Her voice was like the hammer of judgment: "Continue to sink into resentment until I completely refine it and turn it into food for my talisman soldiers."

The cold murderous intent and clear and logical choices replaced Lin Chao's possible "warm" promise and attempt to exploit him, and pointed directly to the last trace of lucid obsession deep in Qiu Niang's soul - revenge.

In Qiu Niang's chaotic and frantic consciousness, the instinct for survival and the deep-seated desire for revenge instantly overwhelmed everything else! A faint but clear thought of submission and pleading was transmitted.

The runes on Yun Chu's fingertips fell and were imprinted on the bone box, forming a powerful master-servant mark.

"allow."

The east is white.

Qixia Residence was bathed in the dim light of dawn. In the garden, the saplings, disturbed by the night wind last night, began to unfurl their branches again.

Yun Chu stood by the window, watching the morning light reflected from the leaves as dewdrops condensed last night. His frost-patterned Taoist robe was spotless, and the Ghostly Demon Bell hung quietly. The blue light flowing through the frost patterns was deep and restrained, as if it had absorbed the aura and murderous spirit of last night's battle.

On the table, the bone box containing Qiu Niang lay silent. The seal of the Nine Nether Pit remained secure for now. Lin Chao, once the "protagonist" of the book, had been swept into the most insignificant corner of the dust of time.

The plan encountered an unexpected problem, but it did not get out of control. Instead, she grasped a key card (Qiu Niang) in advance, saw a deeper secret (the connection between the Tang family newspaper and the evil spirit), and found out a potential threat (the spirit of the Nine Nether Pit).

Sun Lei's report on "scientific exorcism" is gaining momentum. Zhou Yazhi's silk shop receives a message thanking her for resolving the warehouse issue. The Tang family... Yun Chu knows that with the clues provided by Qiu Niang, the second step in solving the old man's dilemma is already underway.

"A battle of destiny?" Yun Chu looked at the smoke rising from ordinary people's homes outside the window, and a hint of coldness appeared at the corner of his mouth, which was very faint but enough to freeze the stars.

"Now, all that's left is to clean up the battlefield."

Qixiaju, located in the center of the eye of the storm, is as peaceful as ever.

Yun Chu returned to the Tang residence with the clues he had obtained from Qiu Niang. This time, he wore no Taoist robes, but only indigo cloth, with three "Soul-Fixing Ice Needles" condensed from the moonlight of Qixia Residence hidden in his sleeves.

Under the solemn gaze of Tang's father, Yun Chu lightly tapped the blood-stained paperweight with her fingertips: "This is a fuse. The real fire comes from an old case a hundred years ago." She spread out the plain silk extracted from Qiu Niang's memory - it was a photocopy of the tea shop's title deed from the 18th year of the Republic of China. The mortgagor was signed by Zhou Wenqing (Qiu Niang's father), and the red seal of Tang's ancestral shop "Huichanghao" was printed on the corner of the contract.

"The grandson of your father's dear friend, Zhou Boting." Yun Chu's words were thunderous. "Because of this deliberately 'lost' contract, the Zhou family lost all their ancestral property, and their eldest daughter committed suicide out of injustice."

At midnight that night, Old Master Tang suddenly suffered a hysterical attack. His clawed hands clutched at his heart, and he screamed, "Blood Contract Burns Me!" Yun Chu instantly launched icy needles into his Tianchi, Tanzhong, and Baihui acupoints. A faint blue chill rose from the needles' tails, freezing the visible black and red resentment into spiderweb-like ice crystals. The old master suddenly fell silent, tears streaming down his face as he slept.

The next day in her study, Yun Chu placed the fragments of the land deed and the bloodstained paperweight on a celadon plate. "This artifact devours its owner because the Tang family owes the Zhou family two debts: the sin of our ancestors' betrayal, and the sin of failing to redeem yourself when you found this evil object in the ruins of the Zhou family in your youth." Frost-white flames ignited at her fingertips. "The fire of karma must be extinguished with double good karma."

Material Debt: Yunchu suggests setting up a "Wenqing Bursary" in the Tang family's name, with an annual stipend of exactly twice the market value of the tea house at the time.

Karmic Debt: The blood-stained paperweight must be re-refined by Yun Chu with Taoist fire into a soul-soothing jade pendant, and placed in the Zhou family's ancestral tomb to resolve the remaining resentment.

The night wind howls at the mass grave.

The moment Yun Chu unsealed the bone box, Qiu Niang's half-body blood-stained clothes surged like the tide, but she suddenly froze when she saw the fragments of the title deed on the celadon plate.

"The site of the Zhou family teahouse has become a municipal elementary school." Yun Chu unfolded a newly painted campus map, a picture of a smiling child pressed against the yellowed land deed. "If you insist on revenge, it would be easy to kill Old Master Tang on the spot, but the Zhou family bloodline has long since died out. The Tang family's scholarship fund can enable thousands of poor students to live the life of the teacher you once dreamed of becoming."

Qiu Niang's scream suddenly stopped, and as tears of blood fell, half of her red clothes faded into moonlight white.

When Yun Chu buried the Soul-Restoring Jade in the Zhou family's desolate grave, Qiu Niang's shadow took the initiative to merge into the jade: "I want to see the school in person."

Three days later, Yun Chu took her to the city primary school playground. As hundreds of red scarves saluted in unison during the national anthem, the jade pendant shone with a warm, clear light. Qiu Niang's obsession dissipated like a gentle breeze, leaving only the pure soul bead to fall into Yun Chu's palm.

After recovering from his illness, Old Master Tang personally inscribed the plaque "Qixia Jingshe" as a gift.

That night, Sun Lei's in-depth report "Behind the Science of Exorcism: The "Urban Medical Records" of Cultural Relics Restorer Yun Chu" was published in the newspaper. The article detailed her examples of using architecture to repair abnormal noises in pipes, using chemical knowledge to solve the mystery of the blood vine wood, and using historical research to resolve a century-old knot.

As the morning light streamed over the newly planted sycamore trees at Qixia Residence, Yunchu's desk was already piled high with three types of correspondence:

-The museum asked her to identify suspected feminine objects

-Construction company hired as Feng Shui consultant

-Invited by the Public Security Bureau to assist in investigating unsolved cases

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When Yun Chu pushed open the heavy iron door of the Physical Evidence Section of the Municipal Public Security Bureau, cool air filled with the smell of disinfectant and metal hit him in the face.

She wore a simple cotton and linen shirt and trousers. The silver bracelet on her left wrist, which she never took off, gleamed faintly under the cold white light. As usual, she carried her heavy tool bag on her shoulder. Inside was a compass, special test paper, sealed silver powder, and a tube of clear condensation dew, which was said to be used to "repair special organic residues."

"Engineer Yun, this way please." A young police officer led the way, his eyes full of curiosity but trying hard to hide it. "Captain Liu and the others are in the temporary analysis room next to autopsy room number three."

At the end of the corridor, the sound of quarreling came through the crack of the door, and the smell of gunpowder was stronger than disinfectant.

"...This case is bizarre! Captain Liu, do you have to say it's some new type of hallucinogen? Can that thing seep out human-shaped bloodstains on the concrete floor? How do you explain the shadow floating by itself in the surveillance video?" His voice was anxious and irritable.

"Zhang Qiang! We're talking about evidence, not your old 'ghost wall'!" The man responded in a deep, powerful voice, with unquestionable authority. "The analysis report on the blood sample extracted at the scene will be here soon. The biologically active residues clearly indicate that modern technology..."