Taboo Mage - Chapter 56 - Trapped at the Train Station

The sound of Jue Chi’s recitation of the Sutra lingered in my ears as a chill swept through the sealed train car, making me shudder uncontrollably.

After a moment’s thought, I took a pre-prepared exorcism talisman from my bag and hung it around my neck, then placed another around the neck of the auntie beside me.

Realizing something, the auntie suddenly lunged forward and clung tightly to my arm.

I cursed under my breath, thinking that if we really encountered something supernatural, it was a miracle I could protect myself, let alone another person. This was just asking for trouble.

“It’s here.” In the darkness, Jue Chi opened his eyes and spoke in a cold voice.

With a loud bang, the locked door of the train car was kicked open as if by some unseen force, and a fierce wind rose from the ground, sweeping up various garbage bags that had been left on the table.

“Damn it!”

I swore, drawing my peachwood sword and positioning it in front of me while shielding the auntie behind me with one hand.

Suddenly, crying sounds filled the air from all directions, causing my eardrums to ache as if pierced by needles. I covered my ears with my free hand and yelled to Jue Chi, asking what we should do now.

Jue Chi flicked his wrist, tossing the prayer beads onto me like a headband, and suddenly, the crying stopped. I opened my eyes.

The next second, when I clearly saw what was in front of me, I nearly lost my soul in fright.

A woman in a white garment stood in front of me, floating mid-air, her long nails hanging down and water droplets clinging tightly to her hair.

I turned my head away, trying to calm myself, repeatedly reminding myself that I am a yin-yang life amulet master! I must not be afraid! I cannot lose face!

The auntie beside me fainted from fright, and I struggled to pull her beside me to lay her down properly. Given the situation, it seemed the female ghost hadn’t intended to harm anyone yet. Since that was the case, I couldn’t act rashly; otherwise, if I angered her, it would be the end for us all.

Jue Chi and I exchanged a glance, and he nodded slightly, agreeing with my plan. We sat quietly in place. With the protection of Jue Chi’s Buddhist prayer beads, I didn’t have to worry about the female ghost’s attacks.

The Buddha’s light from the decades-old Buddhist prayer beads, which had been offered before Buddha, was not something the female ghost could withstand.

She seemed to understand this too, floating around us for a while before drifting towards the end of the train car.

As soon as the female ghost left, the lights inside the train car instantly brightened, and I breathed a sigh of relief, touching the cold sweat on my forehead and shivering uncontrollably.

Jue Chi remained his usual self, but from his expression, it was clear he also felt relieved.

Having finally escaped danger, I leaned on the small table, about to relax, when suddenly Jue Chi’s expression hardened. He grabbed me fiercely and shouted angrily behind me.

“Evil creature!”

Instinctively, I raised the peachwood sword I hadn’t yet put down and stabbed behind me, a burning sensation spreading through the air accompanied by a piercing scream.

I turned to look and saw the female ghost, who had somehow drifted back, her long nails just centimeters from me.

Had Jue Chi not noticed her return sooner, I might have already been on my way to see my Grandfather.

The sword pierced the female ghost, her wet hair exploded outward as if electrified, revealing her cyan-purple face and hollow eyes.

Jue Chi sat cross-legged, rapidly reciting Sutras, the tonsure scars on his head flickering with Buddha’s light, gradually enveloping him completely.

Bathed in the Buddha’s light, the pain from the scratches the female ghost’s nails had left on my back began to warm and the stinging sensation slowly faded.

Using the Sutras, Jue Chi powerfully exorcised the female ghost, her screams growing louder. Clutching Buddhist prayer beads, I resisted the impact of her screams. Suddenly, Jue Chi stood up, pulled my backpack towards him, rummaged through it, and flung its contents.

Instantly, yellow talisman paper floated down like snowflakes. Realizing what Jue Chi intended to do, I pulled out a lighter from my pocket, picked up a piece of yellow talisman paper from the ground, and set it aflame. The fire soared into the sky.

I threw the burning yellow talisman paper into the air, and the surrounding unlanded yellow talisman paper, as if heeding a call, surged towards the female ghost. The flames grew larger and the burning smell became more intense.

“Soul-capturing bottle!”

Jue Chi shouted, and I pulled the soul-capturing bottle from the outermost compartment of my bag, opened the cap, and aimed it at the female ghost while chanting the incantation.

A strong suction force emanated from the palm of my hand, and I could distinctly feel a surge of energy being drawn into the bottle.

The female ghost in mid-air gradually vanished. I sealed the bottle and slumped into my seat, breathing heavily, as I looked at a puddle of water on the floor of the carriage.

Jue Chi wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and waved his hand under the auntie’s nose to make sure she was still alive before sitting back down.

I hadn’t expected that my first long journey would involve such an ordeal, and I began to doubt my choices.

Jue Chi patted my shoulder, and I managed a weak smile before turning to look out the window. The sun was slowly rising behind a fleeting poplar forest.

Just as the train was about to reach the station, the auntie finally woke up. Upon seeing us, she burst into tears. I was fetching water and food for her, and it took a long while before she stopped crying, constantly lamenting her misfortune.

I nodded in agreement; she really was quite unlucky.

After disembarking, the auntie waited at the exit for her son to pick her up. Once Jue Chi confirmed her son was coming, he followed me to switch to a bus heading to Shenyang.

We grabbed a quick bite outside the train station before I asked Jue Chi to watch the luggage while I called the contact number given to us the day before.

The phone rang for a long time, and just when I was losing patience, the person on the other end picked up.

I asked if it was the bus to Shenyang, and he confirmed it was, which relieved me. It would have been a nightmare to be stranded in an unfamiliar place.

However, he then informed me that the driver who was supposed to drive us to Shenyang today had been in an accident and couldn’t make it.

“What are we supposed to do then? Just leave us stranded here?”

His tone was condescending as he bluntly said to wait half a month or figure it out ourselves.

Before I could respond, he had hung up the phone. I was so frustrated that I couldn’t even eat my wontons and just leaned on the table, sighing.

Jue Chi, on the other hand, seemed unfazed, saying that things would work out and not leaving even a drop of soup in his bowl.

We sat at the wonton stall for half an hour, and the boss’s face was turning dark.

The food stalls outside the train station were usually bustling, but dealing with customers like us who lingered after finishing their meals made it hard for the boss to directly ask us to leave, so he could only glare and frown in displeasure.