Chapter 93: Yin Soldiers (2 / 2)

Master Yicheng wasn't someone to be easily intimidated. He immediately grabbed Wang Yi's wrist as though preparing to fight. As the two were about to clash, Jiang Shiyu shouted, "Stop! I'm going to save him! Master Yicheng, I know you care about me, but this is my decision. If you're coming, let's leave now. If not, I'll go by myself!"

With that, Jiang Shiyu quickly walked out of the hospital room. Master Yicheng, chanting a mantra, let go of Wang Yi and followed her out. Watching their retreating figures, I realized this journey wouldn't be easy. As Wang Yi had said, it was the crucial moment when the Wanzangkou (Ten Thousand Graves Gate) was opening, and the White Tiger was to battle the Yin Soldiers.

Wang Yi chuckled and muttered to himself, "I really don't get it. Isn't he a monk? Why does he get so easily angry? I feel something's off about him. You think this monk and a woman haven't had their worldly desires awakened? Six senses unclean, and he's still claiming to be a Buddha? What's with this killing aura? How did Master Miaoyin end up with such a disciple?"

Yes, Master Yicheng had always seemed strange to me. When he smiled, he appeared like a true monk, but when he wasn't smiling, his handsomeness resembled that of a star. When angry, however, he felt... like a demon.

I still couldn't speak or move. Wang Yi talked to me about many things, including his recent experiences and his son. Wang Yi had sold his house as planned, but his son didn't buy a new one with the money. Instead, he vanished, as if he'd disappeared into thin air, leaving Wang Yi alone in sorrow. Though he didn't say it, I could tell that his heart was in agony.

Since I was paralyzed and near death, I would vomit several times an hour. According to Wang Yi, the vomit was full of insect eggs growing inside me. The Taoist talisman he had placed at my "life gate" was holding back the worms from taking my life. Every time I vomited, Wang Yi would prick his finger and let his blood fall into my mouth to sustain me.

Through this torment of life and death, I couldn't stop wondering who could have cursed me. The first person I suspected was the evil master, but the Ghost King Sect, known for raising ghosts, didn't deal with worm hexes. And that ethnic minority's clothing seemed to indicate a remote part of China. But no matter how much I thought about it, I couldn't figure out who I had angered.

As for what happened to Jiang Shiyu and the others as they went to the Wanzangkou, I later learned from Master Yicheng. To maintain the story's flow, I will narrate from a third-person perspective.

Jiang Shiyu ran out of the hospital in a frenzy, and Master Yicheng followed closely behind. They got into the car, and the journey was uneventful at first. Let's focus on the Yin Soldiers now. There's an old saying in China: "The more people, the greater the power," and this is also true for ghosts.

When Yin Soldiers pass through an area, they leave no trace—this means the vengeful spirits have gathered such intense resentment that they can block the pain of the Yang Fire, or the sunlight. These Yin Soldiers, once the most heroic warriors in life, continue their valorous path in death. In ancient times, "Heavenly Tribulations" often referred to wars. These Yin Soldiers died in battles, and as a result, they were reborn as warriors in the underworld, unaffected by the Heavenly Dao's punishment.

A group of valiant and heroic ghosts gathered together would unknowingly affect the lives of ordinary people. Over time, they would erode the earth's energy, making the land barren. Eventually, this would lead to natural disasters. When the Heavenly Soldiers and Generals finally arrived to subdue them, the ten thousand Yin Soldiers could bring disaster to the entire region.

Take, for instance, the Terracotta Army of Qin Shi Huang. These were Yin Soldiers crafted by alchemists to serve him in the afterlife. It's said that after Qin Shi Huang died, he tried to bring his mighty army to the underworld to continue conquering, believing he could rule both the heavens and the earth. However, the Jade Emperor grew angry with his arrogance and sent down Heavenly Soldiers to defeat his army. If not for the Jade Emperor's intervention, the archaeologists who unearthed the Terracotta Army might have opened a portal for these Yin Soldiers to re-enter the world.

But that's just a legend. The exact truth remains unknown, and it's best to enjoy it as a fun story.

As they drove onto the highway, Master Yicheng kept his beads in hand, silent and composed. The drive had been smooth, but as they approached the exit, disaster struck. Traffic came to a standstill—an unusually bad traffic jam.

Jiang Shiyu grew anxious and got out of the car to inquire. People around her said they had been waiting for over 20 minutes with no progress. Since she was in a hurry to save someone, she decided to take the emergency lane. Just then, a police car arrived. Jiang Shiyu stopped the police car and asked, "Officer, what happened up ahead? How long will the traffic be blocked?"

"You can't pass," the officer replied. "Three large trucks collided, and one of them is on fire. The fire brigade can't get through because the emergency lane is blocked. We're clearing the wreckage, so please move aside and don't delay anything."