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The Evil Spirit has a special method to conceal its Yin Qi, which makes it difficult for people to discern its presence.
Ma Rulong felt a surge of determination, thinking that if someone else appeared, he would just beat them up without hesitation. Just as he was thinking this, I arrived, leading to the scene that had just unfolded.
I couldn't help but feel amused and helpless, thinking that my timing was quite unfortunate. However, seeing Ma Rulong and Qin Senior Sister so lively, they didn't seem particularly hungry. I found it strange; Qin Senior Sister had been missing for at least four or five days, and Ma Rulong had been gone even longer. Logically, they should have been too weak from hunger to even speak, yet here they were, full of energy.
When they learned that they had been missing for at least two weeks, Ma Rulong was shocked, and Qin Senior Sister was equally astonished. Neither of them felt that time had passed so long; although their stomachs were a bit hungry, it seemed like only half a day had gone by. How could it possibly be one or two weeks? I told them there was no way I could be lying; they could check the calendar on their phones.
I pulled out my phone to show them the date, and both of them were horrified. They had been starving for so many days without feeling anything unusual. Qin Senior Sister was so frightened she nearly cried, asking if she was already dead since she hadn't felt hungry at all.
In the end, it was Ma Rulong who proposed a possibility. He said this place was the pinnacle of the Maoshan Sect, designed not only to suppress the Evil Spirit but also to manipulate space in various ways. It was very likely that time here was different from the outside world, which explained why they hadn't starved to death. I found this hard to believe; while I could accept the idea of talismans and zombies, the notion that time could differ so drastically between above ground and below ground was simply unbelievable.
Ma Rulong scoffed and said, "What’s so surprising about that? Haven't you heard the folk legend about A Day in the Cave, where a day can equal a thousand years?"
I had indeed heard this legend before. It tells of a hunter who accidentally entered a cave while hunting in the mountains. Inside lived an old man who kindly entertained him and offered him many fruits to eat. After spending a night in the cave, the hunter thanked him and left. To his shock, when he returned home, everything had changed drastically.
Not only were his family members gone, but entire dynasties had risen and fallen. Upon asking others, he learned that a thousand years had passed since he entered the cave!
This is just a legend and not entirely credible, but it can't be dismissed as impossible either. After all, even scientists believe in the existence of spatial rifts that allow people to traverse through Time Tunnels. So the idea of a day equating to a thousand years is not entirely fanciful.
However, the thought of artificially creating different times and spaces is quite frightening. Ma Rulong snorted and said that finding it scary is simply ignorance. Because times have changed and science has taken precedence, Daoist Arts have long been hidden away. The public's understanding of Dao exists only within certain concepts. The true Dao encompasses Cosmos and All Things, so creating different times and spaces is not such a big deal. One must remember that those who participated in the transformation of Wangsheng Mountain were extraordinary masters; even one stomp from them could shake the Earth itself.
Of course, this was just boasting. A certain great scientist from Europe once claimed that if he had a lever, he could lift the entire Earth. However, if the space and time here really are different from the outside world, then the masters who visited Wangsheng Mountain back in the day were indeed remarkable.
I suddenly remembered that Second Uncle was currently troubled by the Myanmar Jade Mine. Azhans seemed to suspect that the anomalies appearing now were related to space. If we could invite a few Masters of Taoist Arts, perhaps they could provide some assistance. Thinking of this made me excited, and I quickly asked Ma Rulong if he could contact those masters, hoping to invite them to Thailand to help Azhans.
Ma Rulong said, "Don't even think about it. Those people all have long beards and might have died even earlier than my master. It’s basically impossible to find such masters now. Even if there are any, they wouldn't go to Thailand to help Ajan. In the eyes of the Masters of Taoist Arts, the Evil Arts in Southeast Asia are just minor paths, mere imitations learned secretly from the mainland and modified. To them, this is a shameful act of betraying their teachers and ancestors. So they usually look down on it; it's already good if they don't seek opportunities to beat people up, let alone help out. Instead of wasting time thinking about impossible things, you should help us figure out how to get out!"
I was quite discouraged by his words and rolled my eyes, saying, "This is your territory; if you can't get out, what can I do? Have you really not had any clues after staying here for so long?"
Ma Rulong shook his head in frustration and said, "My master never explained the situation here in detail to me; I am powerless. If only the compass were here, there might still be a chance."
I was puzzled and asked, "What exactly is this compass? Every time you used it before, I could feel a surge of Yin Qi coming from it."
After hesitating for a moment, Ma Rulong finally revealed the truth: "Inside the compass is a Jiao She Yin Ling that my master once subdued here. It possesses great power but has a mischievous nature and caused widespread suffering in its vicinity. Later, my master captured it with the intention of refining it but somehow ended up sealing it inside the compass for protection. It is thanks to it that I can keep the Evil Spirits here in check and guide them properly for reincarnation."
"Jiao She?"
"Yes, it's a snake with two horns that has gained intelligence; it's quite rare now," Ma Rulong explained.
I understood then; it was what people referred to as Jiao Long.
Ma Rulong continued that the Jiao She was actually quite pitiful. It had been cultivating peacefully in the deep mountains when a fugitive ran in there. I don't know whose foolish idea it was to set fire to the mountain to force people out. As a result, this Jiao She was living in the forest and found itself trapped when it realized something was wrong. Being cold-blooded, snakes cannot regulate their body temperature well; they can't tolerate extreme cold or heat. So it was burned alive in the mountains and died with resentment trapped inside, causing all sorts of disturbances nearby that made life miserable for the locals.
I was astonished yet felt it was somewhat expected. No wonder I sensed that surge of Yin Qi like a long dragon; it turned out to be the spirit of a Jiao She.
The snake itself possesses spiritual energy and, like cats, is a favored "tool" for many Sorcerers. Therefore, it is not surprising that this Jiao She can help Ma Rulong suppress Evil Spirits.
I looked around and felt that the place was empty. Although I used my phone to illuminate the area, I could see that there were burial items everywhere. However, there wasn't as much Yin Qi as I had imagined. Ma Rulong also found it strange and said that he had captured quite a few Evil Spirits here before, so it shouldn't be like this. I asked him about the ghost that transformed into a human.
Ma Rulong shook his head and said he couldn't figure it out either. For years, he had been responsible for the Extradition Ceremony, and none of the Evil Spirits he captured were adept at transformation. So he speculated that if this Evil Spirit had come in from outside, it must have existed before he took over. Before his master passed away, there was one Extradition Ceremony conducted, and after that, no more Evil Spirits were brought in. Therefore, if this Evil Spirit had truly existed for so long, it was very likely an unrefined Old Ghost!
Hearing the term Old Ghost sent chills down my spine. I had seen the Jiao She Ling in Ma Rulong's compass; even an Ajan needed to exert considerable effort to eliminate such an evil spirit, making it far from its match. It could easily be killed in no time. Ma Rulong said that after he fell from above, the compass was swept away by a gust of Yin wind. In his panic at the time, he didn't even notice whether the Jiao She Ling resisted.
But regardless of whether it resisted or not, the outcome was not optimistic. The fact that the compass was taken indicated either that the Old Ghost was stronger than the Jiao She Ling or that they were in cahoots!
I sighed; not listening to Second Uncle's advice had indeed led to big trouble. Instead of enjoying a good life, I ended up suffering in this Ghost Land. I wondered if I would ever be able to get out; what if I really died here? Or what if I found out later that Second Uncle had become an old man?
Qin Senior Sister, who had been quietly listening all along without speaking, finally spoke up and asked, "How did you bring the burial items here before?"
I clapped my hands and said, "Right! Is there a secret passage that leads from outside to here?"
Ma Rulong nodded and replied, "There is indeed a passage, but I've searched all over and couldn't find the entrance. I suspect it might have been obscured by Maoshan Technique."
"What should we do then? Didn't you say you learned from a disciple of a Maoshan Sect master? That can't be a lie, right?" I asked.
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