Mr. Bodyguard Novel - Chapter 67

Chapter 67 Evil Spirit Ghost
The Northern Suburb Cemetery was one of the largest public cemeteries in Hangzhou. Jiang Feng did not know how many tombstones there were, but Jiang Feng was sure that this was definitely the place with the heaviest Yin Qi in Hangzhou.

Of course, this wasn’t strange at all, because where the corpses were gathered, the Yin Qi would definitely be extremely heavy. If the time was too long, Yin Qi might turn into Yin Fiend by chance.

Yin Qi was a bad thing. It would weaken one’s body, darken one’s Yang fire, and easily offend some evil spirits. However, compared to the Yin Fiend, it was not of the same level.

To Warlocks, Yin Fiend was just like his own Dao Yuan Force, one of the energies of heaven and earth.

If one were to say that Yin Qi could be easily neutralized by Warlocks using various techniques, then Yin Fiend would be extremely troublesome. If he wasn’t careful, he might even be killed by the Yin Fiend’s backlash.

Jiang Feng took a taxi to the cemetery in the northern suburbs and carefully observed it. When he discovered that there was no Yin Fiend here, he heaved a sigh of relief in his heart.

There was a management office at the entrance of the cemetery. Jiang Feng entered the management office and found the manager of the cemetery and checked the location of He Chuhan’s tomb.

The administrator didn’t even go through the records. He directly brought Jiang Feng to a place where he could see a large cemetery. He pointed to one of the rows of tombstones and said, “Just a few days ago, it was there. I heard that he was still a university worker. It’s a pity that he’s so young.”

“Thank you.” After Jiang Feng thanked him, he immediately followed the direction the administrator had pointed out.

Looking at the gravestone after gravestone, Jiang Feng felt that he had found He Chuhan’s gravestone. He Chuhan’s birthday and death taboo were written on the tombstone. Jiang Feng immediately calculated He Chuhan’s birthday. After some calculations, he confirmed that He Chuhan was really dead.

In that case, his guess was correct. He Chuhan, whom he met the first time he entered Hangzhou University, and He Chuhan, who he met later in the Hangzhou Auditorium, were actually not the real He Chuhan, but something that occupied He Chuhan’s body.

Jiang Feng’s right hand condensed into a sword finger as he muttered, “The heavens are unclear, the clouds are unsightly, the darkness is unclear, and the thick earth obstructs us. Open my magic eyes and see through everything! Heaven’s Eyes-Opening!”

A light flashed on Jiang Feng’s forehead, and his eyes immediately saw the situation inside the tomb through the granite slate that covered the wooden coffin. He originally wanted to see if He Chuhan’s wooden coffin was empty. However, there was something wrong with it.

Jiang Feng actually saw that Han Chuxue was lying in the tomb. He didn’t think too much and directly ran over to push the stone slab that was covered with the wooden coffin away. Then Jiang Feng hurriedly opened the lid of the coffin and helped Han Chuxue up. “Chuxue! How are you? Why are you here?” He cried.

Han Chuxue, who had been helped up by Jiang Feng, had a rosy complexion and was obviously still alive. However, Jiang Feng shook her twice and failed to wake him up. A burst of cold air came out of his heart and he quickly reached out to probe Han Chuxue’s breath.

But just as Jiang Feng placed his hand under Han Chuxue’s nose, Han Chuxue suddenly woke up. Her originally round, bright, and beautiful eyes were now filled with bloodlines, making her look incomparably ferocious.

Han Chuxue grabbed Jiang Feng’s neck and his eyes bulged out, as if they were about to fall out of their sockets.

Jiang Feng hurriedly broke Han Chuxue’s fingers and shouted with difficulty, “Chuxue, what are you doing? I’m Jiang Feng, I’m … Jiang Feng.”

Han Chuxue, who was usually soft and weak, didn’t know what was going on at this moment. Her hands were incredibly strong, and Jiang Feng was unable to break a finger of hers with all his strength.

Seeing that Jiang Feng’s complexion had changed from red to purple, from purple to black. If this continued, he would undoubtedly die.

However, at this moment, a thunderclap suddenly rang out from the sky. Han Chuxue immediately let out a miserable scream and flew backwards, breaking two tombstones in succession.

Jiang Feng loosened his throat from Han Chuxue’s grip. He quickly took a few deep breaths and then stood up with a staggering body. He stared sharply at Han Chuxue who was flying backwards.

This time, the person lying on the ground was not Han Chuxue, but He Chuhan, who was still wearing a plaid shirt.

The reason why he thought it was Han Chuxue just now was because He Chu’s Han technique had caused Jiang Feng to hallucinate.

Jiang Feng couldn’t help but be secretly shocked. “He actually knew that I would come? And he also knew that I would definitely check if there was any Chu Han’s corpse in the coffin.”

He Chuhan lowered his head and looked at his chest. A piece of bright yellow talisman paper was stuck to it.

This talisman paper seemed to weigh more than 1,000 jin, making He Chuhan unable to move.

That talisman was the only talisman paper left on Jiang Feng’s body-the Purple Thunder Exorcism Talisman.

This talisman was not drawn by Jiang Feng himself, but was given to him by the Great Master when he descended the mountain.

“Who the hell are you? I might be able to make your death easier if you tell me. Otherwise, I’ll detain your soul and refine you into a ghost servant!”

Perhaps some people didn’t understand why Jiang Feng had captured Wang Qiang’s soul and refined him into a wandering soul. But now, He Chuhan’s soul was being detained to refine him into a ghost servant.

Actually, there were different strengths and weaknesses of soul spirit objects.

Some people’s Death Soul Powder dissipated into the air without leaving any traces behind. Some of them still had persistent thoughts after death, so their souls refused to dissipate and turned into resentment. Some died by the spell of a Warlock, preserving their souls and turning them into wandering souls. Some of them would turn into vengeful spirits by chance after death, and then they would be nurtured by Warlocks to give birth to spirits that would become ghosts.

Therefore, the difference between a soul and a spirit should be: resentment-wandering soul-resentment spirit-ghost.

Jiang Feng was certain that He Chuhan’s body contained a ghost that had already given birth to intelligence. That was why he said that he would refine him into a ghost servant. That was to extract the ghost from He and Chu Han’s body, and then break into the restriction to make him obey his orders.

However, when Jiang Feng said those words, He Chuhan did not show any nervousness on his face. Instead, he smiled disdainfully.

“Just you? Come, try to arrest my soul.”

“Since you’re courting death, I’ll let you taste the roasting of your soul flames.” Jiang Feng pinched the thumb of his right hand on his index finger, and a drop of blood emerged from the tip of his index finger.

The blood droplet was actually like boiling water, continuously emitting hot air. When He Chuhan saw this, he immediately cried out, “Pixiu Demon Soul Blood?”

As soon as He Chuhan said those words, Jiang Feng’s brows immediately wrinkled. His gaze became as cold as ice.

“How did you know that I have the Pi Xiu Demon Soul Pearl in my body?”

He Chuhan knew that he had misspoken, so he immediately turned his head to the side and stopped talking to Jiang Feng. Jiang Feng nodded slightly, “Alright, I don’t think you won’t shed tears without seeing the coffin.”

Jiang Feng walked directly in front of He Chuhan and pressed the drop of blood on the tip of his index finger between He Chuhan’s eyebrows.

Zi …

A black smoke came out from between He Chuhan’s eyebrows. He Chuhan’s entire body was trembling violently as he wailed in pain, tearing his heart and lungs apart.

However, even so, he still pointed at Jiang Feng and said, “Jiang Feng, I will definitely kill you. I will nail your soul to the peach tree and whip you everyday so that you will never be able to surpass life!”

“Let’s see who dies first!” Jiang Feng’s right hand condensed into a sword finger and pointed at the Purple Thunder Exorcism Talisman in front of He Chuhan’s chest. A surge of Dao Elemental Energy entered the Purple Thunder Exorcism Talisman from Jiang Feng’s body.

The Purple Lightning Exorcism Talisman immediately exploded with a crackling sound, and lightning flickered on He Chuhan’s body.

Black gas rose from He Chuhan’s entire body, and there was a faint stench.

Jiang Feng’s killing intent had already been decided, and he was determined to ignore the plot of He Chuhan’s soul object. Today, he would destroy him first.

Suddenly, Jiang Feng heard a roar, “Hey! What are you doing? Tomb robbery, right? I called the police!”

Jiang Feng raised his head and saw that the 50-year-old administrator guarding the entrance of the cemetery had actually run over. Jiang Feng glanced at He Chuhan and hurriedly shouted to the administrator, “Hurry up and leave. Don’t come over!”

‘”Too much. What’s wrong with being young? You have to learn how to steal tombs! There’s nothing else in these tombs except coffins and corpses. What do you want to steal? Tell me about yourself …”

The administrator’s face was filled with fury as he muttered to himself. Finally, he was less than a meter away from He Chuhan.

In an instant, a gloomy wind blew up. The surrounding gravel leaves continued to fly. Jiang Feng lowered his head and looked at He Chuhan. He Chuhan’s body suddenly stopped emitting black gas, and his originally agonized and trembling body instantly became motionless.

With Jiang Feng’s eyesight, it wasn’t hard to tell that He Chuhan had already turned into a real corpse.

He hurriedly raised his head and looked at the cemetery keeper. He, who had been stooping just now, straightened his back at this moment. He smiled and said to Jiang Feng, “Jiang Feng, you win this time. However, we will have a long time to play in the future. Next time, if you still have such good luck, then maybe.”

After saying that, the administrator laughed loudly and quickly ran away.

Jiang Feng didn’t chase after him. He knew that he wouldn’t be able to catch up. Jiang Feng couldn’t figure out how powerful that soul was. If he hadn’t been lucky enough to have a Purple Lightning Drive Talisman left on him, he would probably be lying on the ground now.

Jiang Feng bent down and removed the Purple Thunder Exorcism Talisman from He Chuhan’s corpse’s chest. Then, he touched He Chuhan’s body. Very quickly, Jiang Feng took out a few talisman papers and a stack of papers from He Chuhan’s body.

There were dense characters written on the paper, but they were not simplified or traditional characters. Jiang Feng could not understand these words, but he felt that they were very similar to “Zhong Dingwen” or “Seal Calligraphy”.

Such ancient words were recorded on a stack of modern paper. This proves that these words were written recently.

Was it He Chuhan?

Jiang Feng carefully put away the paper and was determined to find out what was written on it.

Perhaps if he figured this out, he would be able to get a glimpse of the soul object’s identity