infodatos Chapter 9 Bloodbath on Changning Street, Mythical Bamboo Slips
Chapter 9 Bloodbath on Changning Street, Mythical Bamboo Slips
In front of the tombstone, a clod of yellow earth pressed down three pieces of yellow paper, with peach leaves and mugwort leaves tucked among them.
It was the "grave paper" that Jiang Jun pressed down when he swept the tomb. In folk customs, it has the meaning of "guarding the place" and preventing wild monsters from stealing the offerings.
At this moment, the grave paper exuded a strong eerie aura, far surpassing the eerie fire and the grotesque human skin.
Aside from the "grave paper," the offerings and flowers he left behind were not projected onto the surface.
Looking around, other citizens who had swept the tombs also left no trace.
Jiang Jun raised an eyebrow, secretly channeling his protective energy, and bent down to pick up the stack of grave papers.
【Grave Paper】: When feeding monsters or worshipping spirits, drip blood onto the paper and press it down with yellow soil in front of the offerings to prevent other monsters from coming to compete for food.
However, if the monster that comes to compete for the food has a power exceeding the limit of the grave paper, it will be enraged and will devour both the holder and the offering.
"A 'ghost god'?" Jiang Jun raised an eyebrow. "Does it exist above all other ghosts?"
He carefully put away the grave paper, bowed to the tombstone, and said, "Mom and Dad, I've taken the return gift. Don't worry about your son in heaven. Let's try for a second child."
Having said that, he turned and left.
Cemetery No. 3 is sealed and suppressed by the Department of Divine Mysteries. Jiang Jun circled around but found nothing else, so he turned left and went to explore other areas.
After exiting the boundary between the cemetery and the park, the space is distorted again, and the next stop is Changning Street, where the Qingjiang City Bureau of Supernatural Affairs is located.
From a great distance, powerful and terrifying auras collided recklessly.
The Bureau of Mysteries in Qingjiang City is being besieged by a group of men in black robes.
Countless illusory ghosts surged toward the Department of Mysteries like a tide, emitting sharp, eerie cries.
At the top of the Department of Mysteries building, a bamboo scroll gleamed, bursting forth with dazzling golden light that almost illuminated the hazy sky.
The ghost was instantly obliterated by the golden light.
Under the golden light, Li Ming, the director of the Municipal Bureau of Supernatural Affairs—Jiang Jun had seen this person in the news—raised his hand and smashed a black stone seal into the air.
The scarlet seal script explodes in the air, each stroke seemingly pulled from blood.
"Crime! Unforgivable! To be punished!" The four large characters, each the size of a millstone, exuded a strong ominous aura and roared towards the opposite side.
On the opposite building, before the inscription could even get close, the man in black robes pointed his bamboo cane towards the sky.
A monstrous creature with a goat's head and a snake's body roared out of the void, its mouth wide open, unleashing pillars of yin fire that crashed head-on into it.
"Boom—"
The seal script and the yin fire collided violently, shattering all the glass on the street, and the yin energy surged outwards like a raging tide.
Li Ming was locked in a fierce battle with the gang leader, while the other police officers were also engaged in a tough fight.
They had to fight off the black-robed men and the wreaking havoc, while also protecting ordinary people who had mistakenly entered the Mirror World. Everyone was stretched thin, and the slightest negligence could mean the difference between life and death.
Jiang Jun looked at the bamboo slip from a distance.
This was the only dignified and imposing treasure in the entire room that matched his image of a "celestial artifact".
The rest, whether they were the officers of the Mystic Police or the men in black robes, all used eerie and ominous objects.
To Jiang Jun's surprise, he sensed over a hundred "Ghostly Prohibitions" and nearly a thousand "Ghostly Sorrows" auras in the Department of Mysteries.
"Ah...these added protective clones were all contributed by Qingjiang City?" He was completely stunned, wondering if he had been exposed.
"Li Ming! Hand over my Holy Son of the Ghostly Soul Cult! Otherwise, we will raze your Qingjiang City Divine Bureau to the ground! The 370 million blood sacrifices of Qingjiang will also be buried with you!"
The leader of the black-robed men shouted loudly and threw out a white bone bull's head.
The bull's head floated in mid-air, its empty eye sockets shooting out two sharp, cold beams of light.
The cold light, like a knife, slashed at the golden light emitted by the bamboo slips.
Then a series of "crackling" sounds were heard, and the golden light shattered like glass. Although it was constantly repaired, it eventually revealed a flaw.
The endless ghosts followed the loophole and surged toward the Department of Mysteries building.
Strangely, however, they wandered back and forth in the building but refused to go inside.
"What's going on?" One of the men in black robes was stunned. He was momentarily distracted and was shot in the head by the young police officer opposite him.
The scene became somewhat chaotic for a moment.
"Your Qingjiang City actually possesses a mysterious artifact with a hidden aura?" the black-robed leader exclaimed in disbelief. "How is this possible!"
"With uprisings in the mystical realms of southern Tibet and western Sichuan, why don't you use your abundant magical artifacts to support them, instead of leaving them in this tiny Qingjiang City?"
Li Ming sneered, "Our company has known about your conspiracy for a long time. Today, we'll wipe you all out in one fell swoop!"
As he spoke, a bronze mirror appeared behind his head, filled with an eerie aura, reflecting a faint, ghostly light that shone directly at the black-robed leader.
"Hiding your head and showing your tail! Die!"
"You actually refined the second soul?" The black-robed man was even more shocked and hurriedly used the white bone bull head to shoot out a blade of light to clash with it.
The battle quickly became increasingly fierce and intense.
"A strange object? Something like bamboo slips?" Jiang Jun learned something new.
But he knew that what was causing the ghosts to lose their way was not some strange object, but rather the power of his "Unforbidden Ghost" avatar.
In terms of strength, even ten "Ghostly Prohibition" clones combined are no match for a single ghost.
However, due to the mechanism's restraint, having more ghosts is futile.
He looked up at the building of the Department of Mysteries, where faint beams of light flickered, causing endless ghosts to detour.
"The Bureau of Mystic Arts should have secured this battle!"
"That's fine, then I won't have to help you behind the scenes."
He wasn't prepared to reveal his identity, so he turned and left.
However, he had only taken five steps.
A loud "boom" resounded from behind, and the yin energy surged violently, shaking the entire Changning Street.
Like an earthquake, buildings collapsed, bricks and stones flew everywhere, and dust filled the air.
Jiang Jun retreated rapidly, his power of suppression running wildly as he leaped between the collapsing buildings, narrowly escaping being buried alive.
When the explosion stopped, he looked back with lingering fear. The streets were full of ruins, but the main building of the Department of Mysteries stood still.
"Hahahaha!" The black-robed figure floated in mid-air, laughing wildly, his gaze fixed on the collapsed dormitory of the Department of Mystics. "Found it!"
The dormitory was littered with corpses, bones and flesh mangled, and blood everywhere.
Only a dozen or so people, protected by strange creatures, managed to escape the calamity.
The disoriented ghosts, as if smelling meat, swarmed towards them. The man in black robes followed closely behind.
One of them held a compass and channeled strange energy into it, only to find that the pointer spun wildly before pointing towards the Department of Mysteries building.
"Sir! There's a mistake!" he roared angrily. "The person is inside the building!"
"Run!" The survivors scattered and ran.
While engaging in a battle of wits, Li Ming directed the police officers in the rescue operation.
The situation quickly descended into chaos.
Among them, a somewhat familiar figure was leading a large and a small child towards Jiang Jun.
A dozen or so ghosts followed behind him.
He looked closely and saw that the leader was none other than Zhao Chen, the supernatural police officer from yesterday. Judging from his aura, he was seriously injured.
Jiang Jun observed the situation and realized that neither side's powerful figures were paying attention to this side, so he decisively made his move.
"Whoosh whoosh whoosh!" Purple light needles shot out!
In just two seconds, more than a dozen ghosts vanished into thin air... no, leaving behind a gray crystal the size of a finger.
These ghosts possess an even stronger eeriness than the human-skin lanterns, but they seem to be more easily countered by the "Ghostly Sorrow" light needles, making them no match for the ghosts.
"Is it shipped already?" Jiang Jun caught the gray crystal and looked at the three people who had fled over.
Zhao Chen slammed on the brakes, stopping three meters in front of him, somewhat surprised and uncertain: "This... senior?"
Cai Liang, who was standing next to him, was taken aback: "Is this some kind of cosplay?"
The children the two were with, still shaken, were immediately drawn to Jiang Jun's imperial robes upon seeing him: "Your Majesty Guangwu! You're cosplaying as His Majesty Guangwu! That's so cool!"
Only Zhao Chen looked somewhat horrified.
In his divine sense, this imperial robe was not a prop at all, but a powerful divine object.
He lowered his head sincerely: "Senior, what are your orders for stopping us?"
Jiang Jun, unaware of what he was imagining, waved to the three of them: "The battlefield over there is too dangerous. You'll only cause trouble if you go. Come with me."
Zhao Chen dared not object, Cai Liang only wanted to escape, while the child was more than willing.
So Jiang Jun led the three of them to the Ancient City Wall Ruins Park.