Chapter 30: The Golden Sword Slashes the Hungry Ghost

While I was nervous, there was a sigh of relief from the crowd. Only the old man Huijue was still chewing on his beans. And my master?

Facing the flaming ball of fire that was about to engulf him, my master suddenly thrust his peachwood sword, which had been held behind his back, out with a swift movement that was as fast as lightning. Everyone present heard a loud ‘pop’ as the peachwood sword pierced the hungry ghost’s body.

The hungry ghost let out an unprecedented scream, fell face down on the ground, and couldn’t get up again.

“Hmph, I’ve wasted a good weapon that I’ve been nurturing for years, but today I can’t let you live.” After saying this, the master suddenly raised his hands above his head, and a hand gesture slowly formed with a spell!

I know this hand sign鈥攖he Golden Sword Hand Sign!

A single slash would scatter the soul to pieces. The original hungry ghost’s soul had been collected by the master and was ready to be transformed. How could the master cut this one to pieces?

“Lao Jiang, no!” Hui Jue finally stopped chewing on the beans and shouted.

After all, he is a Buddhist, and he has a very strong sense of compassion. During a casual chat, the old man Huijue looked like he was not serious at all, and told me that he wished he could use his compassion to save everyone in the world. I thought he was joking.

But now I understand his feelings. He was really anxious to stop my master.

But in return, my master only gave a cold snort, and then the Golden Knife Technique was used without hesitation.

I don’t know what I felt in my heart. My master, who had used the “Miao” technique, was in a sense two people at this time. After all, when you invite a spirit to possess you, or invite a powerful ghost to possess you (here, “powerful” means a ghost with great power and virtue), you will always be affected in your character by the combination of their powers.

After all, when my master spoke just now, his tone and voice had become somewhat unfamiliar. Others might not have noticed, but I could hear the unfamiliarity in it.

I don’t feel sympathy for the hungry ghosts, but the strangeness makes me feel uncomfortable. This is a flaw in my character, and it is also the reason why the old man Jiang often sighs that it is difficult for me to cultivate my mind, because I am too sensitive and too emotional.

A Buddhist chant rang in my ears. It turned out to be Huijue singing a Buddhist chant in my ear.

The fierce Golden Sword Technique had completely fallen upon the hungry ghost, and the master was already withdrawing the technique. Unlike the original fierce momentum of the Golden Sword Technique, this technique was silent and without sound. The hungry ghost did not even let out a wail, and had already completely lost its vitality.

Except for Su Rou, everyone else there was a Taoist priest, and they could feel the subtle energy of anger.

At this time, Su Rou ran out of the building, “dongdongdong”. He had been crouching on the balcony on the second floor watching, and as soon as he saw that it was safe, he ran down and asked me, “Sanwa, is the hungry ghost finished?”

Before I could say anything, I saw the master had already come to me. He had already used a special method to separate the spirit from the body.

“Sanwa, good boy.” The master put one hand on my head and rubbed it vigorously.

I knew he was feeling guilty about using me as bait, and he was now letting off steam about his guilt and worry.

I said casually, “I’m not afraid. What’s the big deal?”

The master chuckled a few times, his voice was a little weak. He turned to Huijue and said, “Old Hui, do you blame me?”

“What did you just summon? Was it tainted with that murderous intent?” Huijue asked.

“The spirit I summoned cannot infect me with its viciousness. It’s just that this hungry ghost cannot live, it really cannot live! My Taoist school is different from your Buddhist school, and this is also a helpless move. In my school, we especially emphasize the heart of nature, and when it’s time to kill, we kill…” Old Master Jiang looked at Huijue and said seriously.

“Amitabha, hungry ghosts have suffered a lot, and they are also pitiful creatures. I wish them to be happy and to achieve the right result. I really can’t bear to kill them. You said that this hungry ghost can’t live, why can’t it live?” Hui Jue looked at my master and asked very seriously.

My master did not say anything, but turned and stared at the blazing fire in the formation. The hungry ghost’s body burned very quickly, and in just a short time, the fire had already slowly extinguished, leaving a pile of black ash in the formation.

It wasn’t until the fire had gone out that my master said, “Things have turned out differently than we expected. After they’ve cleaned up all this mess, I’ll take you to a place where you’ll see why it had to die.”

Then, the old man took out a piece of jade. It was a strange-shaped piece of jade, and there was a faint red light in the middle.

Hui Jue stared at it for a moment, and his face suddenly changed. He said, “When you were fighting with it, you actually used this jade to absorb a trace of its essence. So that’s it, so that’s it, Amitabha.”

I had no idea what my master and Huijue were talking about, and I just felt extremely confused.

The people around them were all confused, and only Hu Xueman said in a low voice, “Fayu, such a Fayu, I didn’t think Master Jiang had such a thing!”

I turned to Hu Xueman and asked, “What is this thing?”

“This is a deliberately cultivated jade. You know jade, right? It is extremely sensitive to magnetic fields and attaches to energy. This also includes extremely absorbing blood, just like jade in ancient tombs that has been soaked in corpse blood, which will have a faint red color. Jade with a special texture can also form a valuable blood jade called ‘blood ruby’, which is bright red all over. When placed in water, it can print the entire basin red! The one in your master’s hand has been specially cultivated to have this function. As long as it is stained with a trace of blood, it can attract the blood essence within it.” Hu Xueman explained to me simply.

“There’s more to it.” I whispered to myself, thinking that this thing was not good, always feeling like a bloodsucking parasite. I didn’t like the blood jade either, thinking that it was made of blood and was very disgusting.

But at that time, I had no idea that that kind of jade was the treasure, especially for Taoists.

“Clean up here, clean up, there’s a bunch of trouble waiting for us.” The master was already sitting on a stool, closing his eyes to rest, and he didn’t say anything else after giving the order.

I was curious about what a bunch of trouble was, and where Master Huijue would take me next, but I couldn’t ask. The art of going to the toilet must have been very exhausting.

At this time, the crispy meat came to my side and said, “Sanwa, it’s really fucking exciting. No, I have to follow you later.”

“Exciting? Of course it is exciting for you to hide upstairs and watch. You’re so fat, you can be the bait next time.” I said in a bad mood.

Su Rou wanted to say something, but then the old man suddenly said, “Su Rou, you don’t have to go to the place we’re going to later. Sanwa doesn’t have to go either.”

“No, I want to go!” I and Su Rou said almost in unison.

The old man took out his pipe, lit it, took a long drag, and then asked, “Give me one reason why I should take you with me.”

“Master, don’t you think I don’t know anything, I don’t know anything, and I’m blind to everything? Am I not going to be a master for the rest of my life?” I said loudly.

The old man was stunned for a moment, then asked, “Any scene? You want to go too?”

I nodded firmly, looking like a man of great integrity.

After a moment of thought, the master said, “Well, Sanwa, you can go.”

At this point, the crispy meat also became impatient and said, “Master Jiang, I have seen everything that should be seen and everything that shouldn’t be seen. When I was young, I saw the snake spirit, and when I grew up, I saw the hungry ghost. What else do I have to fear? And there is a saying, don’t think that I am young and have forgotten it.”

“What?” Old Master Jiang raised his eyebrows, a little curious.

“You said that Sanwa and I are destined to be friends for a long time. I remember that!” Su Rou said decisively.

“Haha…” The old man laughed and took another puff of his cigarette, then said, “Well, you’ll probably have to live a stormy life in the future, so go ahead.”

Su Rou cheered, and everyone had been busy for half the night. By this time, someone had already run into the kitchen to see if there were any noodles to eat.

After more than an hour, the yard was cleaned up and the noodles were finished. Old Jiang stood up, put his hands behind his back, and said, “Let’s go! We’re all going to the same place.