Evil Spirit Consultant

Chapter 259 Transcendence
A ghost pounced from behind, and Yang Liu turned around and delivered an elbow strike, turning the opponent's upper body into smoke.

Three ghosts grabbed his limbs at the same time, and with a shudder, he shook the three spirits apart.

Another ghost, resembling a child, tried to bite his neck, but he grabbed it by the throat and slammed it to the ground, creating a crater two meters in diameter.

Although the fight was fierce, like a tiger among sheep, Yang Liu's brows furrowed more and more tightly.

wrong!

wrong!

wrong!

The power I absorbed through my own abilities is indeed more, but it is still far from enough!

The surrounding area remained stable, showing no signs of collapse. And as before, no matter how many times he defeated these illusory figures, they could endlessly regenerate and pounce on him again.

"Could it be that what I just saw wasn't his core? No... that's not right!" Yang Liu quickly dismissed her own thoughts.

Looking at the attacking demons in front of him, especially the truck driver with the dented head, who had no fighting skills and was easily killed by him every time, he still regenerated again and again and charged at him almost frantically.

With a kick, Yang Liu sent the truck driver flying, taking several demons behind him with him. In the midst of the battle, Yang Liu pondered more possibilities.

"Judging from this guy's appearance, that is indeed his core, but... it's not someone else's core!"

With another slap, Yang Liu killed several more demons that tried to approach her. She then grabbed a demon that looked like a middle-aged man with her bare hands and felt the force of the blows hitting her body. A look of understanding appeared in Yang Liu's eyes.

"Although its strength is already quite good compared to ordinary people, it's still far inferior to that of a proper demon..."

Scanning the ghostly figures around him, Yang Liu realized: "That truck driver isn't a demon, and none of the people in front of me are demons either. Only when they are all together do they truly resemble a demon!"

Similar to the chimeric evil spirit that Yang Liu dealt with in her current house, the demon before her is also a very special kind.

There are no special rumors about this bend. The reason why it can gather demons is because the demons themselves are formed from the fear of all the unlucky people who died at this bend before their deaths!

It has no spiritual power from the living; it is purely a collection of all the people who died in the car accident here.

Perhaps it all started as a truck driver rushing home who tumbled off a cliff, but with his influence, more and more people died there, and the power that gathered there grew stronger and stronger.

"That's why there are ghost trucks that can never be destroyed, because they are a collection of the concept of 'car accidents'! And the true form of demons, besides these creatures, also includes the entire environment!"

Yang Liu's eyes lit up as she realized the true nature of the demon, but then she became troubled again: "Damn it, how am I supposed to deal with this guy?!"

Normally, fighting demons is relatively simple because the demon's main body is the core. However, the demon in front of us is too "scattered". To defeat this guy, we must destroy the entire environment in which the domain is located.

"I can't do it!" Yang Liu said, somewhat speechless.

With his abilities, causing some damage to these environments is not a problem, but destroying an entire mountain cliff and a long stretch of road is simply wishful thinking!

Another approach is to get rid of the truck drivers who were the "original core".

The problem is that if the demon is not killed, the truck driver, who is one of the demon's core members, will not die, and if the truck driver does not die, the demon itself will not die!
"You're exploiting a bug, aren't you?!"

"Teacher!" Just as he was struggling, Koizumi Rin suddenly shouted, "There are words on the back of the card!"

Yang Liu kicked a ghost's head and smashed the ghost truck that had just appeared before turning around and walking over.

He was covered in blood, and his right arm was twisted unnaturally, clearly broken.

Koizumi Rin held up the tattered greeting card with trembling hands: "There's another line of small print at the bottom... 'I'm sorry, Daddy couldn't protect you.'"

The entire highway suddenly fell silent.

The fragmented ghosts all stopped moving and stared at the cake box.

The ghostly driver with the sunken head slowly floated over, reaching out a semi-transparent hand to touch the greeting card.

Yang Liu stood in front of Xiao Quanling, but unexpectedly, the ghost did not attack, but knelt on the ground.

"Yuki." The ghost's voice was no longer menacing, but filled with pain and regret, "My daughter."

Summoning her courage, Koizumi Rin stepped out from behind Yang Liu: "You want to give the cake to your daughter, right?"

The ghost driver nodded, and his shattered face began to change, gradually returning to his appearance before death—a haggard middle-aged man with deep dark circles under his eyes.

"That day... was her sixteenth birthday," the ghost's voice choked with emotion. "She was lying in the hospital saying she wanted to eat strawberry cake."

A cracking sound came from Yang Liu's fracture site, and the bone automatically reset itself.

He asked in a deep voice, "What happened?"

“Medical malpractice. They said it was a normal complication.” Ghost’s hands clenched tightly. “But I know it’s because they used unapproved medication. I went to demand an explanation. On my way back…”

Koizumi Rin suddenly covered her mouth: "You're the truck driver who plunged off the cliff on National Highway 114 five years ago! The news said you committed suicide."

"Suicide?" The ghost let out a chilling laugh. "My brakes were tampered with! Those beasts weren't satisfied with killing my daughter?"

Yang Liu's eyes sharpened: "So you're stuck here, taking revenge on every passing driver?"

“They deserve to die! Everyone deserves to die!” The ghost began to twist and distort again. “Those doctors. Those journalists. Those bastards who called my daughter a burden online.”

The road shook again, and the edge of the cliff began to collapse.

Koizumi Rin hugged the cake box tightly, then suddenly cried out, "But your daughter wouldn't want you to do this!"

The ghost was stunned.

Koizumi Rin held up the greeting card and pointed to the bottom line of crooked handwriting: "Look, she wrote 'The strawberry cake Dad bought was the best.' She remembered your love, not your pain!"

The ghost driver's body began to flicker, sometimes transforming into a hideous evil spirit, and sometimes reverting to human form.

Yang Liu stood calmly in front of Xiao Quanling, her muscles tense, ready to strike at any moment.

"I...I just wanted," the ghost's voice trailed off, "to let Yuki eat her birthday cake one more time."

A ray of moonlight suddenly pierced through the clouds and shone on the rotten strawberries.

Miraculously, the dried fruit gradually regained its bright red color and emitted a sweet aroma.

Koizumi Rin watched this scene in surprise, then carefully handed the cake box to the ghost: "I think she received it now."

The ghost trembled as she took the cake box, tears streaming down her face.

His body and the cake began to glow, becoming increasingly transparent.

"Thank you," he said softly. "I should go find Yuki now."

As the truck driver vanished, the demonic realm centered around him began to crumble.

As the last glimmer of light faded, the highway returned to calm.

The dark clouds dispersed, and moonlight shone on the bumpy road. In the distance, the sound of police sirens could be heard—it seemed that a passerby had called the police.

Yang Liu scooped up the golden ball of light in front of her and patted the still-dazed Xiao Quanling: "Let's go, it'll be hard to explain if the police come."

Koizumi Rin nodded subconsciously, and as she instinctively climbed onto Yang Liu's back, Yang Liu suddenly said:
"Speaking of which, did you consider studying psychology when you went to college?"

"why?"

"I think you seem to have a lot of talent."

"Hehe, right?"

(End of this chapter)