Catching Ghosts as Head of Yin Department-Chapter 546 - 544: The Ming King’s Head
Qiu Yunshang stood in the pitch-black night.
The Cyan Cloud Sword scraped a deep groove into the ground.
The dark blade was stained with thick flesh and tangled hair.
She had brought back the Cyan Cloud Sword, but the price was somewhat steep.
Mo Lin looked at Qiu Yunshang’s condition and could only sigh softly.
Mo Lin had previously warned Qiu Yunshang not to investigate the train incident.
She insisted on retrieving the Cyan Cloud Sword, leading to this tragic outcome.
Clearly, the train incident was far from simple.
Qiu Yunshang even invoked the Divine Power of Nine Heavens Profound Lady, yet ended up battered like this, showing the horror of the train incident.
Feng Mingyu stood beside Mo Lin at this moment, watching the severely injured Qiu Yunshang, his brow furrowed.
In this era, every place is fraught with danger.
People die every day.
Seeing Qiu Yunshang critically injured did not surprise him too much.
Perhaps one day in the future, he too would end up like Qiu Yunshang.
Black-tinted blood was slowly trickling from the corners of Qiu Yunshang’s eyes.
She looked at Mo Lin, opening her mouth, "Mmm... Mmm..."
As her emotions fluctuated, her mouth was filled with blood that flowed along the corners of her mouth.
It was clear that Qiu Yunshang wanted to say something.
Mo Lin hurried forward, trying to help Qiu Yunshang sit down to rest.
The moment Mo Lin touched Qiu Yunshang’s body, his expression suddenly jolted.
Qiu Yunshang’s bones were all shattered.
Every step brought pain as sharp as a knife grazing.
She had returned solely through sheer will.
"What happened?" Mo Lin inquired of Qiu Yunshang.
Qiu Yunshang gestured in the air, signaling to write.
Thus Mo Lin found a sheet of white paper and brought a pen.
Qiu Yunshang slowly wrote on the paper.
"I have restrictions within me, cannot speak specifics.
The train incident will cause many deaths, Beihai will be the first victim, you must be careful."
It’s not that Qiu Yunshang was keeping secrets.
She must have witnessed something horrifying.
But due to special restrictions in that place, upon leaving, nothing can be disclosed.
It’s not that Qiu Yunshang doesn’t want to talk about the details of the train incident; she simply can’t.
This sentence is the only thing Qiu Yunshang can say.
The train incident occurred at the West Mountain Old Ruins.
Beihai is conveniently close to the West Mountain Old Ruins. 𝘧𝓇𝑒𝑒𝑤ℯ𝑏𝓃𝘰𝑣ℯ𝘭.𝘤ℴ𝘮
If anything happens, Beihai will be the first victim.
Mo Lin obviously can’t abandon Beihai.
Beihai is where Mo Lin nurtures ghosts.
How would Mo Lin’s ghosts survive without Beihai?
Return to the Underworld? Clearly impossible.
Regarding the West Mountain Ruins train incident, Mo Lin might need to investigate.
Otherwise, if they wait until the last moment, it’ll be too late to investigate.
However... investigating the train incident also requires waiting until Mo Lin completely subdues Heng and Ha Generals, and possesses enough confidence to do so.
After leaving such a message, Qiu Yunshang’s body could no longer hold on and lay on the ground.
Mo Lin then arranged for someone to carry Qiu Yunshang inside for treatment.
Qiu Yunshang’s injuries won’t heal within half a year, that’s certain.
"Lord Mo Lin, someone has come outside and is looking for you," informed a disciple to Mo Lin.
It’s already past 2 am.
Mo Lin was curious about who would visit so late.
"Let them come to see me," Mo Lin replied to the disciple.
A man dressed in gray-black hurriedly entered the courtyard.
This man was thin, with a hunched neck, bent over, eyes gleaming suspiciously, giving off a sneaky impression.
It was his first time at the Celestial Heart Bureau, and he seemed somewhat timid.
Upon seeing Mo Lin, he breathed a sigh of relief.
"Lord Mo Lin, something has happened," he said anxiously to Mo Lin.
"What has happened?" Mo Lin asked the man in confusion.
"Someone went to the Cultivation Hall to steal Spirit Pills. The Three Kings are all badly injured; you should hurry back to the Cultivation Hall," the man urged.
Previously, when Mo Lin left the Cultivation Hall, he tasked the Three Kings with alchemy, creating more than twenty thousand Spirit Pills.
That’s a huge number.
Mo Lin absolutely could not allow anyone to steal the Spirit Pills.
"I will head back to the Cultivation Hall now," Mo Lin replied to the man.
As for the Celestial Heart Bureau, Mo Lin needn’t worry, since Qiu Yunshang returned.
Although Qiu Yunshang is severely injured, at least she can write to organize things.
Mo Lin certainly couldn’t wait to bid farewell to Qiu Yunshang, having no time to delay.
Preparing to leave, Mo Lin heard Feng Mingyu’s voice.
"Mo, I’m going with you," Feng Mingyu said as she stood up beside Mo Lin.
"You’re going?"
Seeing Feng Mingyu wanting to go with him to the Cultivation Hall, Mo Lin felt a bit hesitant.
Although Feng Mingyu was strong, she relied solely on the Thunder Talisman.
The Thunder Talisman was potent enough, but no longer kept pace.
"What? Afraid I’ll hold you back?" Feng Mingyu pouted, expressing her dissatisfaction to Mo Lin.
"Not afraid you’ll be endangered, but afraid I won’t be able to protect you," Mo Lin was speaking sincerely.
He could only use half of his power now.
If Feng Mingyu faced danger, Mo Lin might be unable to shield her.
"What are you thinking! I’m very capable," Feng Mingyu said seriously to Mo Lin. "Judging by your face, you might be in danger."
"So you’re going to protect me?" Mo Lin jokingly asked Feng Mingyu.
"Yes," Feng Mingyu nodded.
"Alright, let’s go together," Mo Lin reluctantly agreed to take Feng Mingyu to the Cultivation Hall.
Regarding Feng Mingyu protecting him?
Mo Lin didn’t believe Feng Mingyu could protect him.
Even at half strength, Mo Lin was stronger than Feng Mingyu.
Thus, they set out to the Cultivation Hall.
Mo Lin didn’t think much before.
Nearing their arrival at the Cultivation Hall, Mo Lin suddenly had a doubt.
The Ghost Mother is currently at the Cultivation Hall; if facing danger, why didn’t she notify?
Additionally, he hadn’t informed anyone at the Cultivation Hall of his presence at the Celestial Heart Bureau.
On reflection, many suspicious matters arose.
The most crucial point was why the Ghost Mother didn’t arrange for the Little Ghost to inform Mo Lin about the Cultivation Hall’s dangers.
The gray-haired man strode ahead.
Mo Lin pulled Feng Mingyu to slowly halt.
Seeing Mo Lin stop, the gray-haired man turned puzzled, asking Mo Lin, "Lord Mo Lin, why did you stop walking?"
"Who are you?" Mo Lin’s question was half-truth, half-ploy.
He was unsure whether the gray-haired man harbored ill intent.
Speaking this way merely served to frighten the man.
"So clever, swiftly sensing the difference?" the gray-haired man sneered, lowering his head, eyes raised with a sinister smile.
Mo Lin intended to scare the man, unexpectedly revealing a real issue.
Previously, the man acted timidly fearing detection by the Celestial Heart Bureau’s experts, leading to an obliteration.
"You’re not from the Cultivation Hall? The Three Kings, where are they?" Mo Lin asked in confusion.
The gray-haired man lifted his clothes, revealing a head hanging inside.
Upon closer inspection, the head belonged to Ming King, one of the Three Kings.
