Chapter 28: The Plague-Eating Demon

       I felt a sudden spasm in my chest, and my pupil shrank.

    Is it a land plague? A few days ago?

    In the villa, my life hung by a thread; the ground emitted a black gas identical to that ten years ago, sealing the skinless ghost within a paper figure.

    I don't understand myself why such a scene happened.

    But I didn't expect that the commotion would be so large? Even the City God Temple had noticed it?

    "Earthly pestilence? Didn't it appear ten years ago? There's only a major solar eclipse every sixtieth year, so how could it reappear after ten years?" Moching was particularly surprised.

    The middle-aged man shook his head and gazed at the courtyard outside the main hall, his eyes showing renewed vigilance.

    "There is a very small possibility that a plague ghost emerged during the great solar eclipse ten years ago. Plague ghosts consume both human vitality and demon energy. This creature poses a significant threat. When it has consumed enough human vitality or demon energy, it can not only possess a human body and walk during the day but also trigger ghostly chaos at night."

    "Back then, the earth's energy appeared outside of Jin Yang City, and the supervisor responsible for Jin Yang conducted a thorough investigation and said there were no omissions. However, the earth's energy fluctuation a few days ago was definitely not fake, nor was the fire at the City God Temple an accident. I judge that there must have been a plague ghost that emerged back then. It might have possessed someone and escaped, possibly taking on someone's appearance. Ten years is enough time for it to grow into a significant presence."

    "It finally targeted the City God Temple, as there are the most ghosts here!"

    The middle-aged man spoke with increasing caution.

    Whether these pieces of information or the so-called plague ghost, they are all things I am not aware of; Old Qin has never mentioned them.

    This middle-aged person misunderstood.

    The earth energy was activated by me, not some plague ghost targeting the City God Temple.

    What is the connection between plague souls and the plague ghost?

    My thoughts went through.

    The middle-aged man paused slightly, turned his head to look at me and Moching, and then said, "Moching, take your friends away. Don't come to the City God Temple recently. The supervisors have just come by, and they know the seriousness of the situation. They will conduct a thorough search throughout the city. Don't contact any strange people or go to any ominous places recently. The plague ghost has consumed enough demon energy and can change its appearance into that of other ghosts."

    Moching looked even more vigilant and murmured, "Did the supervisors just come by?"

    "Yes, the officials in charge of the City God Temple have always been at odds with them. They should come to the City God Temple frequently to investigate clues and avoid running into each other. You can't help with this situation, and you can't control it either." The middle-aged man once again replied.

    During this period, Moching gave me a look.

    I felt a faint but overwhelming sense of fear.

    If we had come a little earlier, we might have run into the supervisors just in time. Was Sun Zhuo among them?

    "Uncle Huang... actually we came here for another reason." Moching said softly again.

    The middle-aged man looked slightly puzzled.

    Moching gestured for me to take out Huang Zhuixianlan.

    After I took out Huang Zhuixianlan, Moching only whispered about Tang Qianqian's matter. What she said was only what she knew, not very detailed.

    The middle-aged man shook his head, sighed softly: "There is indeed such a person among the reborn ghosts. Her death was tragic, but her resentment was not heavy. She was marked for her future prospects and blessings in her next life. But she hadn't crossed the boundary yet when the fire occurred at the City God Temple that night. All the ghosts who had crossed the boundary were thrown into chaos, and for a while, no one could cross the boundary at the City God Temple."

    "Brother, you don't have to look for it. The plague ghost will keep repeating the process of absorbing demon energy, and the suffering ghosts will all become wandering spirits without a master."

    After speaking, the middle-aged man patted my shoulder.

    After a moment of silence, I replied, "Thank you for the reminder, Uncle Huang, but I still want to find some clues."

    The middle-aged man shook his head, didn't say much, and looked at Moching before walking back to the shrine behind her.

    The sound vanished, as if there was no third person in the City God Temple except for me and Moching.

    But I was aware that there was more than the middle-aged man.

    In the darkness of the beam above the room, there were two other ghostly figures...

    I didn't walk directly away, but took a handful of incense ash from the incense burner in front of the City God Statue, rolled it up with a piece of charmed paper I carried, and packed it into a paper bag.

    Next, I walked around the City God Temple, choosing a few places that had not been burned by the fire, dug up a little bit of earth, and made paper packages out of it in the same way.

    That settled it, and I finally left the City God Temple.

    The soot smell was gone from my nostrils, and the chilly night wind carried a sweet scent from the fields, making my breathing much more comfortable and smooth.

    "Grieve moderately," Moching softly advised me.

    "Why should you grieve?" I asked back.

    Moching was taken aback for a moment, showing a hint of confusion and confusion.

    Then, her eyes became extremely complex: "Are you not giving up? Do you know what a plague ghost really is?"

    "I don't know," I shook my head.

    Moching: ……

    "From what that Uncle Huang said earlier, I've learned a little about the plague ghost. But as the saying goes, the path is from heaven, and the action is in man's hands. Qianqian's spirit has not dispersed yet, and I must find her!" My tone became resolute and firm.

    "You're crazy!" Moching looked at me like I was an idiot.

    I didn't respond, heading in the direction of our return.

    After about ten minutes, we left the embankment and returned to Moching's car.

    She looked at me with an eye, and the previous seductiveness, confidence, and composure were completely different.

    There was a hint of petulance in her mood, almost ready to stomp her feet in anger at any moment.

    "I need to find Qianqian first. After I find her, I'll check on Sun Dahai's situation. If I succeed, I'll contact you." I was much more calm than before.

    "You..." Moching really stamped her foot in anger.

    "You will die a miserable death. Do you know what it means to be a calf born into the world that doesn't fear the tiger? What did your master teach you? You may not know the outside rules, but even land energy plague doesn't know. I'm afraid you won't find Sun Dahai and then ask me to take care of your body when you die."

    "No... if you really encounter a plague ghost, you won't even have the chance to ask me to collect your body."

    The more she spoke, the more anger Moching displayed.

    I didn't answer and just quietly watched her.

    Fuming, she stamped her foot again and forcefully pulled open the car door, climbing inside.

    The sound wave instantly roared, and the car disappeared from my line of sight in an instant...

    I closed my eyes, sighed lightly, and then started walking back to the city.

    I'm not unwilling to ask Moching for information.

    However, she is too smart, and the more she talks, the more she will say something wrong.

    At least, I've learned about plague ghosts and also understand that, imperceptibly, Jin Yang has a sense of wind on its heels and a shadow over its head.

    Although I don't know what the connection is between the plague souls and the supposed plague ghost, I know for sure that there is no such thing as a plague ghost.

    Someone else was responsible for attacking the City God Temple!

    Fortunately... Uncle Qin, despite not saying a lot about many things and seeming very unreliable, was quite reliable in the critical aspects. He masked the plague soul that I possess...

    Otherwise, I would have been discovered by those two ghostly things earlier.

    The suburbs are still a distance from the city, and there are no cars on the road. I walk quietly and peacefully.

    But suddenly, I felt a sense of following again.

    I immediately quickened my pace, but the sense of following remained as persistent as a shadow.

    The road outside the city is very wide, and the surrounding fields offer a vast view. After walking quickly for a few steps, I suddenly turned around, and there was nothing behind me. There wasn't even a half-visible ghost shadow.

    Suddenly, I suddenly lifted my head!

    Above me, two horizontal ghostly shadows floated, their arms connected, with gray gas swirling in strands.

    There were two pale faces, inky black eye balls that didn't move, staring at me straight on.