The Extraordinary Urban God of Medicine - Chapter 977

Chapter 977: Chapter 977 Found the Big Ghost Chapter 977: Chapter 977 Found the Big Ghost Huang Xiaolong was indeed the Yin Emperor from the netherworld, an erudite scholar of spirits and men, with knowledge spanning across the ages, especially various kinds of ghosts, which simply couldn’t escape his notice.

Upon hearing the young woman’s narrative, Huang Xiaolong also realized the truth of the matter.

Ma Chuxia, standing beside Huang Xiaolong, promptly asked curiously, “Little Long, what kind of ghost are you talking about?”

However, Huang Xiaolong merely smiled faintly and then instructed Old Master Lin, as well as other Lin family members who continued to arrive, “Go fetch some live chickens immediately. Kill the chickens and use their blood to smear on the chests of these people. Quick!”

“Yes, Master Long!” The Lin family members, who revered Huang Xiaolong like a deity, obediently followed his command and began searching for live chickens without delay.

Huang Xiaolong instructed the people on the street, “None of you move. Although my mystical symbols have temporarily stopped your wounds and kept you from dying immediately, if you want to be completely saved, you’ll need to pour chicken blood over your hearts.”

People fear death; hearing Huang Xiaolong’s words, no one dared to object.

After giving instructions, Huang Xiaolong then explained to his wives, “This matter is quite risky. I remember in ‘In Search of the Supernatural,’ there is a record of such an event. In ancient times, there was a man named Xiahou Hong, who was a peculiar person. One day, when Xiahou Hong was in Jiangling, he saw a big ghost carrying a square halberd with a group of little ghosts following behind. Xiahou Hong was very scared and ducked to the side of the road to hide. After the big ghost passed by, he caught one of the little ghosts and asked, ‘What is that big ghost?’ The little ghost replied, ‘The big ghost is their master. It stabs people with the square halberd in its hand, aiming only for the heart. Anyone struck by it will surely die.’ Xiahou Hong then asked, ‘Is there a way to cure it?’ The little ghost immediately answered, ‘If you kill live chickens and pour their blood on the heart, you will recover right away and not die. Moreover, this is the only way for those who have been struck to survive. No other method will work.’ — Later on, in places like Jingzhou and Yangzhou, a ‘heart pain disease’ broke out like an epidemic, killing countless people, and it was incurable. Xiahou Hong, knowing that it was the work of that big ghost, commanded the slaughter of a large number of chickens and used their blood to anoint the hearts, saving many lives.”

Huang Xiaolong’s story was met with rapt attention from Ma Chuxia and the others.

Huo Bingyan nodded thoughtfully as if understanding. “No wonder, now some malignant heart diseases are treated with folk remedies that involve smearing chicken blood over the heart. It seems that there’s historical precedent.”

Before long, people from the Lin family had brought over a rush of live chickens.

Chickens were by no means rare; they could be easily found in the market in any quantity needed.

Huang Xiaolong ordered the Lin family members to slaughter the chickens and smear their blood on the chests of those on the street struck in the heart by the big ghost.

The remedy was truly effective. In no time, the wounds on these people’s hearts began to heal on their own, and the gloomy aura that had infiltrated their heart area dissipated entirely.

Next, Huang Xiaolong took out some blank talisman paper and taught Ma Chuxia and Huo Bingyan how to draw a simple mystical symbol. This symbol, which Huang Xiaolong had just used, could temporarily save the lives of those who had been stabbed in the heart by the big ghost wielding the square halberd.

“Looks like there won’t be any rest tonight,” Huang Xiaolong said with a wry smile. “Little wife, you and Hanyan are in charge of drawing symbols, temporarily saving the lives of the victims. Then organize some people to smear chicken blood on their hearts. As for those who have already died, gather their bodies together. That big ghost is still wandering around Binhai City; the souls of those it killed will automatically follow it. As long as we find the big ghost with the square halberd and the souls of the deceased, I can help the victims reincarnate and bring them back to life.”

Upon hearing Huang Xiaolong’s well-considered arrangements, everyone around sighed in relief.

“Little Long, you’re incredible. If it weren’t for you, who knows how many people would have died in Binhai City overnight,” Feng Hanyan said with lingering fear. “That big ghost with the square halberd, stabbing everyone it sees… It’s trying to turn Binhai City into a city of the dead…”

“Binhai City has been clean and free of supernatural incidents for a long time, but now suddenly an ancient big ghost has appeared… There must be a hidden mastermind behind this…” A sharp glint flashed in Huang Xiaolong’s eyes, and his killer intent surged. “That person will fall into my hands sooner or later!”

What Huang Xiaolong was referring to was “Young Master Ling”–this matter was surely related to him!

That night, besides the Gao Family, which had already been wiped out by Young Master Ling, the other three great families–Shu Family, Lin Family, Sun Family–almost emptied their houses, scurrying everywhere to grab live chickens to save people.

Ma Chuxia and Huo Bingyan were responsible for drawing symbols to temporarily save the affected people’s lives.

A great calamity was being silently extinguished by Huang Xiaolong’s own efforts.

As for Huang Xiaolong himself, his task was to find that unrestrained big ghost.

In the outskirts of the city.

The Chenghuang Temple, which Huang Xiaolong had personally granted as a fief, had now collapsed into ruins.

“Ying Kexin, I’m back,” Huang Xiaolong said, suppressing the anger at having his divine authority affronted.

Whoosh~~ Whoosh~~~ Whoosh~~~
From all directions, gusts of yin wind rose.

These winds converged into a mass in front of Huang Xiaolong.

The winds were incredibly faint, with droplets of yin blood falling from them.

Ultimately, as the yin winds dispersed, with her hairpins askew and her appearance in disarray, Ying Kexin knelt down before Huang Xiaolong.

Her hands and feet had been severed by Sword Qi and were barely reattached with ghostly power, yet the wounds were still spurting yin blood.

Above her neck, she had also sustained a sword strike, with flesh turned inside out and her head drooping on her neck, hanging by a mere layer of skin.

Ying Kexin’s breath was exceedingly weak, her ghostly form almost nebulous.

She was only alive now by sheer willpower, avoiding the dispersal of her soul.

“My lord~~ You have finally returned… Kexin is useless, failing to protect the City God Temple~~” Ying Kexin choked out, blaming herself.

“Hmph!” Upon seeing Ying Kexin’s miserable state, Huang Xiaolong’s killing intent surged uncontrollably once again, nearly unstoppable. “It was that Young Master Ling who did this, right?”

“Yes, my lord. That person’s mana is extremely formidable. That day, he suddenly appeared at the City God Temple, spouting arrogant words, and even asked Kexin to pledge fealty to him… Naturally, Kexin refused, and as a result, she was gravely injured by his flying sword~~ Kexin escaped at all costs, waiting for my lord to return to Binhai~~” Ying Kexin sobbed.

“Don’t worry, you are my ghost, and I will decide for you.” Huang Xiaolong nodded indifferently and then produced a large stack of “Soul Healing Charms,” tossing them to Ying Kexin. “Consume these Soul Healing Charms, and your injuries will heal.”

“Thank you, my lord, thank you~~~” As Ying Kexin devoured the Soul Healing Charms, the gushing yin blood instantly stopped, and her blurry, fading ghostly form also gradually solidified.

“Now, no one in heaven or earth can save your life… Young Master Ling!” Huang Xiaolong muttered to himself.

Soon after, Ying Kexin returned to her prime condition, standing ethereally by Huang Xiaolong’s side, like a banished immortal, untouched by worldly troubles.

“First, find a large ghost carrying a Fangtian halberd.” Huang Xiaolong’s eyes narrowed slightly, and his divine sense expanded, immediately sensing the breath of that large ghost!

“Let’s go~~~”
Huang Xiaolong directly took out a flying talisman seal, carrying Ying Kexin as they soared into the sky.

Flying over Binhai City.

Before long, the flying talisman seal began to descend. In an industrial zone below, there were densely packed souls, at least tens of thousands, lined up like ants moving house.

Most of these souls were fresh, belonging to the recently deceased, each with a face filled with tears.

Leading the procession was a large ghost about three meters tall. This ghost, clad in armor and wrapped in a lion’s mane belt with tiger-head boots, carried a Fangtian halberd in hand, exuding an imposing and terrifying presence as a ghost king with immense ghostly power.

“My lord, it is a ghost king, stronger than me in ghostly power,” Ying Kexin whispered behind Huang Xiaolong.

At that moment, the large ghost entered a factory. Inside, numerous workers were still overtime. Without a word, the ghost brandished its Fangtian halberd, poking at anyone it encountered. Those who were struck clutched their chests in unbearable pain, writhing on the ground, quickly collapsing in a heap!

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