You, a living person, are telling me I've served in the underworld for ten years?

Chapter 21 The Rebirth Mantra!

The crisp sound of a bell rang in the empty corridor of the inpatient department.

A cold wind blew.

Ghostly figures came from all directions, making the yin energy and coldness in the hospital building even stronger!
The inpatient building is under renovation. The staircases are covered with green netting, which makes the already poor lighting even darker, making the corridors almost as dark as when night falls.

"coming!"

As Chen Yang finished speaking...

Ghostly figures began to appear at the end of the corridor.

Ghostly figures flickered, some crawling upside down on the ceiling, some appearing and disappearing in the walls, some emitting mournful cries, and others whispering in one's ear!

The compass in He Wanzhong's hand trembled incessantly, its needle spinning wildly, the Dao patterns flashing, and finally...

It pointed to Chen Yang again!

"not good!"

Wang Lin blinked quickly and shouted, "Old He..."

Old He glanced at Chen Yang discreetly before putting the compass away again.

He reached into his bag and pulled out several talismans, staring intently at the ghostly figures as if facing a formidable enemy.

Even Wei Rufeng activated his cultivation!

His cultivation was powerful and his blood and qi were strong. Although he had not yet reached the level of "Grandmaster", he was not far from it. When his cultivation was slightly unleashed, it gave Chen Yang the feeling of a raging fire burning brightly and growing stronger!

This was not Chen Yang's imagination!

He is a "ghost messenger" who practices Yin spirit cultivation. His cultivation level is the purest Yin energy. The only difference between him and evil spirits is that he has his own physical body.

Evil spirits and vengeful spirits like to feed on the vital energy and yang energy of humans, but they also fear the yang energy and blood of humans the most!

When a martial artist cultivates to the level of Wei Rufeng, once he unleashes his power, his blood and yang energy become incredibly hot, enough to dissolve yin energy and ignite ordinary yin spirits and evil spirits!

The ghostly figures that had surrounded them were intimidated by Wei Rufeng's aura and yang energy, and they all retreated. Some of the more timid ones even tried to escape.

"Director Wei, Elder He, Wang Lin, what are you doing?"

Chen Yang was both amused and exasperated, saying, "Isn't the purpose of our soul-summoning ritual to lure out these wandering spirits?"

"Quickly withdraw your cultivation, don't frighten them!"

"Director Wei, what should we do?"

Wang Lin witnessed this and leaned close to Wei Rufeng, asking in a low voice. Wei Rufeng withdrew his cultivation and replied, "Let's see... Boss Chen must have his reasons for doing this."

The three of them withdrew their cultivation and observed the ghostly figures in the corridor.

These ghostly figures all looked different; some were men, some were women, some were old people, some were children, and some had their bodies torn apart, presumably having died in car accidents.

At this moment, all the ghosts' gazes fell on Chen Yang.

Chen Yang kept smiling.

He tried his best to make his smile look genuine, took two steps forward, and said with a smile, "We're old friends, I even gave you some money last night..."

The ghosts all retreated.

A ghost resembling a little girl with pigtails cried out in terror, "Ahhh, don't come any closer... You were carrying a bell last night and it took away several spirits!"

Chen Yang paused, somewhat embarrassed.

He tried to soften his tone and said, "Little sister, don't be afraid... I'm not a bad person. Those ghosts were evil spirits. They asked for their own death, so don't blame me!"

The little girl kept crying.

The other ghostly figures also showed a sense of fear.

The scene of Chen Yang using the Soul-Capturing Bell to capture those few Yin spirits last night was still vivid in his mind. These Yin spirits had just "awakened," and their souls were weak and their abilities were low. How could they dare to provoke Chen Yang?

On the contrary, the other few timid ghosts were also frightened.

Sobbing and whining, the ghost, who had clearly died in a car accident, tore off its own bloodied and mangled arm and threw it at Chen Yang!

Hey!
How dare I, a dignified underworld official, be threatened by a few little ghosts?
Another ghost threw its arm at me?

Chen Yang was furious and shouted, "A bunch of ignorant bastards! They don't know what's good for them! Are they looking for death?"

He reached for his waist, and a surge of yin energy rolled from his palm, which he then channeled into the Soul-Capturing Bell!
Ding-ding-ding-ding!

The Soul-Capturing Bell shot out, gradually growing larger in the wind until it reached the size of a basketball and hovered in the corridor!
The power of the soul-suppressing aura spread out, and in an instant, all the evil spirits and demons in the corridor seemed to be frozen in place, completely still!

"magic weapon!"

Behind Chen Yang, He Wanzhong exclaimed, "A bell? The effect of suppressing the soul... Could it be the legendary Soul-Capturing Bell?"

"Oh?"

Chen Yang turned around and asked, "Old He, do you recognize this treasure?"

He Wanzhong's eyes lit up. Although there is only a one-word difference between magic treasures and magic tools, their power is worlds apart, and their value is immeasurable!
For example, his compass is a ritual implement, which he bought for 580 million.

This Soul-Capturing Bell is something that 5800 million, 50 million, or even 5 billion cannot buy... No, this kind of magical treasure cannot be valued by ordinary money.

How could Chen Yang, dressed in red, possess such a precious treasure?

He took a deep breath and said, "My family's ancestral half-volume of Taoist scripture contains a record of the Soul-Capturing Bell. This treasure is used to suppress the soul and capture spirits, and is specifically designed for yin spirits and yin deities. It is said to be a magic weapon made by the underworld and is as famous as the Mourning Stick and the Soul-Locking Chain."

Remembering what Wang Lin had said about already knowing his identity...

Upon hearing He Wanzhong say that the Soul-Capturing Bell was a magical artifact of the underworld, Chen Yang didn't think much of it and simply said, "Old He has a good eye."

He looked at the frozen spirits and said, "You must have heard it too. This treasure is called the Soul-Capturing Bell. It has the power to suppress and capture souls. It can suppress souls in a clockwise direction and capture souls in a counterclockwise direction. Once you are captured, your souls will be scattered in an instant!"

"........."

The group of spirits were suppressed and unable to speak.

He Wanzhong nodded secretly.

That is indeed a solution...

Once all these evil spirits are eliminated, the yin energy in the hospital will decrease, making it much easier to pinpoint the source of the "resentment."

But Chen Yang changed the subject, saying—

"However, considering that you have not done any evil and that you suffered from illness in your lives, you are all pitiful people... pitiful ghosts, I can be lenient with you. You can pray for your own salvation!"

Say it.

He took back the Soul-Capturing Bell.

The ghosts dared not run anymore, but they looked at each other, somewhat at a loss.

Chen Yang raised an eyebrow and shouted, "What? Are you looking for death?"

An elderly ghost hurriedly asked, "Sir... what is meant by 'deliverance'?"

"You don't even know how to perform a ritual for the deceased?"

Chen Yang said, "The salvation is... it is... Elder He, please explain it to him."

He Wanzhong stepped forward and said, "Deliverance is a term used in Buddhism and Taoism. It can help you escape from suffering and go to the underworld to be reincarnated as soon as possible."

The ghost puffed out its beard and glared, saying, "If I knew how to deliver myself from suffering, would I be trapped here?"

Chen Yang then remembered that he only knew the method of "physical salvation," so he lowered his voice and said, "Old He, please perform a ritual to save these souls from death."

He Wanzhong was both amused and exasperated, and said, "Boss Chen, our Taoist sect requires us to perform rituals to help the souls of the dead pass away. I have only studied half a volume of Maoshan Taoist scriptures, and apart from knowing one chapter of the 'Rebirth Mantra,' I have no means to help the souls of the dead pass away."

"What's more... it seems something has happened in the underworld; the path between Yin and Yang has been severed, and the souls of the dead cannot descend to the underworld at all!"

"........."

I've already bragged about it all, and you're telling me I can't help them pass on to the afterlife?
Helpless, Chen Yang could only say, "What did you just say about the [Rebirth Mantra]... Could you teach me?"

(End of this chapter)