Chapter Sixteen: Hunting Souls, Success!

  Liu Quan exerted his strength again, wanting to stab the woman in front of him with one sword - but he also didn't expect that I would be even faster. With a fish-like leap, I jumped up from the ground and immediately grabbed his arm with my left hand, using my left foot as the axis, agilely turning around to get behind his back.

  "You lost." I smiled slightly, and a cold voice sounded. Just as Liu Quan was about to turn over, a burning pain suddenly spread across his back, and his hands and feet were momentarily unable to move. Immediately afterwards, his waist tightened, and a golden yellow rope appeared around his waist.

  "What is this thing!" Liu Quan asked with a gloomy face.

  I laughed behind him: "Three Pure Ones binding ghost rope."

  I settled the matter with Liu Quan and turned back to continue sitting cross-legged on the ground, using my whole body and mind to operate the Lingering Soul Bell, helping Jiang Zhun and Wang Cheng stabilize the barrier. Without Liu Quan as the core figure, these hundred or so ghosts were nothing special, and after stirring up some shocking but harmless commotion, we finally managed to suppress all the evil energy.

  At the same time, the power supply of the train was restored, and the train started moving slowly again.

  Jiang Zhun and Wang Cheng rushed over from the front and back of the car, respectively. When they saw me sitting pale-faced on the ground, they also fell to the ground in unison.

  Wang Cheng wiped his sweat and said: "What the fuck!"

  "Hehehe... " I smiled weakly. "Looks like you're still doing okay, still have the energy to scold people."

  "That's it, I can do it again." Wang Cheng originally wanted to pat his own shoulder to show that he was still capable, but unfortunately, he couldn't even lift his arm.

  "What about you?" I turned my head towards Jiang Zhun on the other side.

  Jiang Zhun's condition looked even worse, his head was resting on the back of the chair, his lips were completely bloodless, and his face was as pale as gold paper. He closed his eyes, his eyelashes trembling slightly, when he heard my words, he just shook his head lightly, without saying a word.

  I raised my head and said with some concern: "Midnight is approaching, we need to solve things before the subway closes. But Jiang Zhun is in this state..."

  "It's okay, just give him some water." Wang Cheng pointed to his bag, but didn't have the strength to grab a bottle of water from inside.

  A hand stretched out, but it was Wu Fan, who took his bag and pulled out a bottle of water, handing it to Jiang Zhun. However, Jiang Zhun couldn't lift his hand at all, so Wu Fan furrowed his brow, unscrewed the cap, and brought it to his lips.

  The bottle tilted slightly, and clear water moistened Jiang Zhun's lips.

  "This is the Zhongyang water I specially brewed before going out, which can make up for the sudden loss of yang energy in the human body. Jiang, this is due to excessive consumption of vital energy, resulting in injury to the liver yang, and it will be fine after a rest. You also drink some, let's hurry up and pack these things."

  I nodded, and then I saw Wu Fan hand the bottle over to his own mouth. I was taken aback, thinking to myself that this person couldn't possibly have any intentions towards me, could he? But then I thought back to how he had been holding Shang Jin and comforting her in a low voice just now, and my heart felt extremely uncomfortable. I forced myself to lift my hand and take the bottle from him, taking two sips of it myself.

  We sat for another four or five stops, and by the third stop from the end, we finally regained some strength. Wang Cheng and I were able to stand up, and Jiang Zhun was also barely able to sit up in his chair. The three of us discussed it and decided to dissipate our anger and let go of our hatred, allowing ourselves to enter a new cycle of life.

  But before this...

  I looked at Wu Fan and said, "Wu Fan, all these troubles started because of you. Don't you plan to do something about it?"

  Wu Fan was stunned: "What does it mean?"

  "You were a liberal arts student in high school, you know the Yue Family Army of Southern Song Dynasty? You past life..." I finally told Wu Fan everything and said at the end, "If you've been through so much and still don't believe what I say, then there's nothing I can do. It was you who provoked these people, not me."

  Wu Fan's face changed greatly, who would have thought that all this was caused by himself.

  He naturally did not want to believe in these ghostly sayings, but as I said, the things he experienced over the past three days have made him unable to help but believe.

  "What... what should I do?" Wu Fan was momentarily flustered.

  Jiang Zhen glanced at him and turned to ask Liu Quan, who was tied up and thrown aside: "Liu Shangshu thinks, what should he do for you to be relieved?"

  Liu Quan's thick eyebrows stood on end as he shouted, "Even if he were to die to atone for his crimes, it would be hard to expiate his guilt! My brother-in-law's army was full of loyal and chivalrous men, who would have thought that they would fall victim to such a scoundrel's treachery and die unjustly? Ha ha, what can be done? What can be done? Rather than asking me what I will do, it would be better to let him search his own conscience and ask himself what he intends to do!"

  "I..."

  Before Wu Fan could speak, I interrupted: "General Liu, what you said is unreasonable. As the saying goes, when a person dies, their sins are absolved. In his past life, he was only following orders and committing crimes, so he must have had a bad death in his previous life. Having received heavenly retribution, he has been reborn as a human being, and his sins should have been wiped clean. Now that his sins are deep-seated, they have been passed down for two lifetimes, even if there is any left, it's not much. Do you still want to wrongly kill him?"

  "Then let him kneel down and kowtow three times to these hundred vengeful spirits. Tomorrow, he will go to offer three incense sticks to General Yue and admit his mistake in front of the general. This matter will be settled. I, Liu Quan, am a man of my word, once spoken, it's like a runaway horse that can't be caught. Tomorrow, I definitely won't stir up trouble again, and I'll quietly lead my men to reincarnate." Liu Quan said with a humble tone, knowing he was in an unfavorable situation.

  I couldn't make a decision for Wu Fan either, and the other two didn't dare to speak up, so they all fell silent. Shang Jin looked at Wu Fan, waiting for him to make a decision.

  Wu Fan knew that if he didn't respond today, this matter would be difficult to resolve. He was a straightforward person and directly knelt down, kowtowing three times in the direction of Liu Quan and the ghosts gathered behind him.