Chapter 471: Chapter 460: Fierce Ghost
Song Jin saw Xiao Ran talking to the air, her expression somewhat gloomy, and became even more certain that Ye Qiu was right here.
"You little rascal, where are you going? Get back here," she saw Xiao Ran running out and suddenly became anxious. Not because she feared Xiao Ran would disappear, but because she feared losing her leverage.
Although the Water Ghost’s cultivation was higher than Ye Qiu’s, talismans were its natural nemesis, and it didn’t dare to approach too closely, thereby exerting ghost power to obstruct Song Jin’s movements.
"Ye Qiu, I swear I’ll turn you into ashes," Song Jin hissed amidst the gale.
Seeing Xiao Ran had already run out, the Water Ghost also took the opportunity to leave the place with Ye Qiu. Soon, the villa returned to calm, but the chaos in the living room, like the aftermath of a violent storm, proved how intense it had been just moments ago.
Looking at the Amulet with one of its corners damaged, Song Jin dialed Chu Cheng’s phone.
"What nonsense are you talking about? There are no ghosts in this world," Chu Cheng rubbed his brow and said, "Ah Jing, you might be too tired. Don’t overthink it, go get some rest, be good!"
"Then was the shattered crystal lamp also my delusion? Your precious son was yelling ’mom’ to thin air," Song Jin spoke loudly into the phone.
Chu Cheng on the other end of the line still didn’t believe it: "But how can there be ghosts in this world? We can’t be superstitious."
"Huh, you’re not superstitious yet you carry the Amulet I gave you every day? Isn’t it because you’re afraid that Ye Qiu will turn into a Fierce Ghost and come for you? Don’t forget how she died," Song Jin said in a dark tone.
"Ah Jing!" Chu Cheng stood up, grabbed the car keys on the table, and said, "Stop talking nonsense, her death was an accident. Don’t be afraid, I’m coming back right now, take care of the child in your belly."
Upon hearing Chu Cheng mention the child, Song Jin realized her stomach was starting to hurt.
When Chu Cheng got home, he also looked displeased at the sight of everything in the living room. Seeing Song Jin clutching her belly on the couch, he immediately showed concern: "How is it? Why does your stomach hurt? Let me take you to the hospital."
Song Jin supported herself up on Chu Cheng, and took out the Amulet with a corner damaged, placed against her chest and said, "No, let’s go to Ci Yun Temple."
Chu Cheng’s face grew serious; he didn’t speak but seeing the ruined living room and damaged Amulet, he didn’t argue with Song Jin.
Song Jin sat in the passenger seat, holding the Amulet in one hand and caressing her slightly bulging belly with the other, lost in thought.
She knew from a young age that ghosts existed in this world; in her hometown, a Divine Woman made a living this way and was highly respected locally.
Due to a plot of land with good Feng Shui, her great-uncle’s family occupied another family’s ancestral grave to build a house, but rather than being stopped by the living, it was the dead who made an appearance.
Unfortunately, what could a ghost do? It was still scattered and destroyed by the Divine Woman’s power, wasn’t it?
Since then, Song Jin no longer feared ghosts because they were so easily defeated.
Ci Yun Temple was where Song Jin sought the two Amulets; it was very famous locally. After today’s Amulet blocked Ye Qiu’s proximity, Song Jin was even more convinced; if only she could invite the temple’s Master to come and obliterate Ye Qiu completely.
"By the way, where’s Xiao Ran?" Driving halfway, Chu Cheng finally remembered that he had a son.
"Don’t know," Song Jin said irritably.
"Don’t know? How could you not know? Aren’t there only the two of you at home?" Chu Cheng parked the car by the roadside, his tone becoming urgent.
"Are you questioning me?" Song Jin glared at him. "With Ye Qiu’s ghost knocking at the door, how can I care for that kid? Besides, Ye Qiu is his biological mother, would she harm him? Stop worrying about it unnecessarily."
"You..." Given that it was his own son, Chu Cheng was still somewhat anxious and was about to drive back.
"Chu Cheng, you dare!" Song Jin rebuked him, "If you go back, what about the child in my belly? You better think carefully."
The two were at a standoff for a while until Song Jin gently placed her left hand on the back of Chu Cheng’s hand, her voice softening: "Ah Cheng, I know you’re worried about Xia Ran, but he’s already four years old, he should be sensible. And besides, the security in Green Lake District is so good, where could he run off to? Shall we call the security first?"
Seeing Song Jin submit first, Chu Cheng nodded and took out his phone, and seeing this, Song Jin smiled, closed her eyes, and rested.
Although the security didn’t give a definite answer, considering that Green Lake District is one of the best residential areas in City A, with definitely reliable security, they continued driving towards Ci Yun Temple with Song Jin.
Despite being skeptical about the news of Ye Qiu returning as a ghost for revenge, seeing the damaged hall and the amulet that burned inexplicably, he still felt that it would be good to visit Ci Yun Temple for peace of mind.
Meanwhile, Xiao Ran, with the help of the Water Ghost, evaded the security patrol and quietly left the Green Lake District alone.
"Master, can you see what’s going on with this?" Song Jin took out the amulet and handed it to Master Hui Guang of Ci Yun Temple.
Chu Cheng noticed that although Master Hui Guang was of advanced age, his gaze was clear and sharp, and straightened his back when he saw the master was about to speak, listening attentively.
"It’s indeed the work of a ghost," Master Hui Guang said as he twisted his Buddha Beads.
"So, what should we do?" Chu Cheng asked anxiously; no one knew how panicked he was inside, as Ye Qiu’s death was inextricably linked to him, and every time he thought of how terrible Ye Qiu’s death was, Chu Cheng felt a deep unease.
Song Jin glared at her husband for his lack of composure, then calmly asked, "Master, could you help us subdue this ghost? Of course, after this matter is resolved, we will also offer to increase the incense at your temple."
"Yes, yes, yes, no matter the cost," Chu Cheng hurriedly said.
Master Hui Guang glanced at the couple and returned the amulet: "This isn’t about money. I once promised a friend that I would not leave this temple in this lifetime. Please forgive me for being unable to help, Amitabha Buddha."
"Master, you can’t just stand by and watch us die!" Song Jin also became anxious, "You know how powerful this ghost is."
Master Hui Guang closed his eyes and said no more.
"Master!" Chu Cheng’s face turned ugly as he stood up and demanded, "Doesn’t your Buddhist sect always pride itself on having a compassion like that of a Bodhisattva? Are you going to stand by and watch us die?"
"The two benefactors, please go back. Zhi Xin, see the guests off."
"Benefactors, please!" the junior disciple said to Chu Cheng and Song Jin.
Seeing that Master Hui Guang was adamant, Song Jin then said, "Since the Master is unwilling to leave the temple, could you at least sell us some more talismans?"
"Zhi Xin, give the benefactors another amulet."
"Yes!"
"Master, do you not have any talismans for exorcising ghosts besides the amulets?" Song Jin asked again.
"Amitabha Buddha, benefactors, please return," Master Hui Guang reiterated.
Seeing Master Hui Guang unwilling to relent, Song Jin, with an ugly expression, dragged Chu Cheng away.
After the two left, Zhi Xin asked his master, "Master, don’t you have other talismans?"
"Remember, we Buddhists hold compassion in our hearts, but not everyone is worthy of our help. These two benefactors bear heavy karmic debts; it is their own doing," the master replied.
"Why didn’t I see it, disciple?" Zhi Xin said dejectedly.
"You have a lot to learn. Starting today, you will double your evening prayers."
"Yes, Master."