"Hehe, why would I need face for? Reputation... those sort of things, they cannot be eaten. Also…" Song Shuhang pointed towards his mouth and at an angle whereby that Western monk couldn’t see, he soundlessly mouthed towards Altar Master, "I’m not a senior. I’m only an ordinary college student. The information your subordinates obtained was real."
Song Shuhang had always felt that lying was a wrong behavior.
However, when people were living in this world, it was hard to avoid times where one had to lie. Some lies were impossible to avoid, such as a white lie.
However, Song Shuhang felt that even if it was a white lie, when the time arrived when he could reveal it, it’d be better to explain it to others. One must behave with integrity and treat others candidly. This was the basic trust between people!
"Pu!" the upper half of Altar Master’s body trembled, and he was so angry that he spat out a mouthful of blood.
"I curse you… I curse you! I will transform into an eternal ghost, and seek you to pay with your life... eternally!" prior to his demise, Altar Master loudly roared!
After roaring, his breathing stopped.
Altar Master has died.
‘He should be dead this time.’ Song Shuhang stood still and waited for a while. Once he felt that there was no more danger, he held onto the armor talismans and came beside Altar Master.
This time, Altar Master had thoroughly died, without any possibility of revival.
But to be save, Song Shuhang raised that iron-black flying sword and cut off Altar Master’s head with a chop.
Riverly Purple Mist had once warned him that cultivators had many methods of surviving. So, to confirm the other party’s death, destroying the corpse was the best choice. Since he was a Second Stage cultivator, beheading him was more or less enough.
The sword remained unstained, without a drop of blood remaining on it.
Song Shuhang released a sigh inwardly. In a short span of two days, he had already chopped off two people’s heads. This time, he did not use ❮True Self Meditation Scripture❯, but instead his own willpower to maintain his composure.
He couldn’t continue relying on ❮True Self Meditation Scripture❯. A cultivator’s road was still very long, and he had to let himself adapt to some matters. If one overly relied on external forces, it’d only cause him to be weaker.
Those weak people with poor willpower would never venture far on the path of cultivation.
Altar Master was the second cultivator that died in Shuhang’s hands. It was the same as that long-armed guy—although he was dead, his existence would remain etched in Song Shuhang’s mind for a long period of time...
The matter of ghost spirit and Altar Master had temporary come to the end.
In a short time, no one would think of snatching his ghost spirit.
With Altar Master’s death, his subordinates would be left without a leader. This would be sufficient for them to fall into chaos for a long time, incapable of troubling anyone in the short term.
Furthermore, the people who were aware of Altar Master arrival at Jiangnan College Town and Song Shuhang’s ghost spirit were only Altar Master, the long-armed man, and the assassin that sneaked into Shuhang’s room. Currently, all three of them were dead. Therefore, amongst Altar Master’s subordinates, no one else was aware of the relation between him and Song Shuhang.
Even if they wanted to take revenge for their master, they temporarily had no way to do so.
As more time passed… these subordinates wouldn't be a threat to Song Shuhang. At that time, even if they did not find Song Shuhang, he would still go after them!
He lacked sparring partners and these fellas who had Claw Marks Beast Head Medallion would be a pretty good opponent in the future for a period of time. Also, not only could he gain some actual combat experience and eliminate the opponent, perhaps he could even obtain some spoils of war. That was killing three birds with one stone!
"Good and evil will ultimately receive their due reward." Song Shuhang softly murmured. He fished out ‘Dissolving Corpse Liquid’ and poured it on Altar Master’s corpse.
A stinging smell spread… and the clothing on Altar Master was dissolved completely… however, his body wasn’t in the slightest bit affected by the liquid.
‘This stuff can only dissolve a First Stage Cultivator’s corporal body? To think that I thought it a treasure.’
It’d be quite troublesome to leave a dismembered corpse like that. Even if the surveillance cameras were destroyed, the corpse would attract the police officers’ attention.
Song Shuhang was somewhat vexed.
Just then, the Western monk suddenly spoke. "Is Senior vexed with this fella’s corpse?"
"You can handle it?" Song Shuhang turned over carrying a gentle smile and continued maintaining an expert’s demeanor
Western monk gave him thumbs-up and replied, "Senior, please rest assured and leave this matter to me. I can settle it!"
"Since you’ve said that, then I’ll have to trouble you. I’ll remember this favor." Song Shuhang happily relaxed.
"Senior, please don’t say that. My life’s saved by you, a small matter like this isn’t worth mentioning!" the Western monk said with a confident face. It was as if settling the corpse and the aftermath of the trouble in the train was a trivial matter.
His confident manner made Shuhang involuntarily think of those ‘China Dragon Group,’ China Special Abilities Squad,’ and ‘China Cultivators Alliance’ sort of fascinating stuff that oftenly appeared in web novels.
Perhaps this Western monk was a member of such a group? His body might have mysterious red book, and at that time when those police officers rush over, he would only have to dish that red book out to settle all the trouble!
Song Shuhang was thinking of such stuff as he walked forward and lifted Altar Master’s black suitcase.
His instincts were telling him that there was good stuff within Altar Master’s small suitcase.
After taking that suitcase, he returned to the side of the loli’s family and sat down.
Counting the time, the passengers should more or less start waking up from their coma now?
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Meanwhile, the Western monk came beside Altar Master and put his hands together. "After purifying all living things till no sins are left, I shall obtain my achievements and virtue under the pipal tree. If hell isn’t empty because of the sins in the world, then I vow not to ascend to Buddhahood."
These words were the Kishitigarbha, Bodhisattva of the Great Vows great aspiration vows, and the Western monk seemed to have taken a fancy to this pledge.
Shortly after, he sat cross-legged beside Altar Master’s corpse and started reciting ❮The Bodhisattva Kishitigarbha Vow Sutra❯. Following his recital, rich achievement and virtue ray enveloped him once again.
In the front cars and beside of Altar Master corpse, a few souls were faintly purified by the Western monk.
As the souls were purified, a mysterious heaven and earth energy split into three, and descended on that Western monk’s body.
The next moment, the Western monk’s ‘achievement and virtue ray’ became even more solid; his tremendous mental energy had expanded and his corporeal body also got strengthened.
Song Shuhang slightly stared with his eyes open—to think that purifying souls could also have such effects? To strengthen the corporeal body, mental energy, achievements and virtue concurrently!
It was a hundred times more efficient compared to normal running or physical exercises.
‘I should take note of it and consult Senior Medicine Master when I get back to see if any cultivation sects have methods to purify souls and strengthen mental energy and corporeal body.’ Song Shuhang thought inwardly.
At the same time, he indistinctly understood why there would always be senior monks in ancient times that purified souls for free without taking a single cent. Rather, they’d actually take the initiative to look for souls to purify everywhere. If you didn’t let him purify a soul, he would even be anxious with you. Perhaps those senior monks were the same as this Caucasian monk, who belonged to a genuine Buddhist sect.
While he was pondering, the passengers in the car woke up one by one.
In their impression, they remembered they had a very terrifying nightmare, but in the latter half of that nightmare, it wasn’t as bad.
"What happened?"
"I seem to remember that a senior monk ran back to the car, and then the cabin went black. I don’t remember anything else."
"Where’s that senior monk?"
The passengers were all having a lively discussion with everyone talking at once. Quickly, they located the Caucasian monk… and Altar Master’s corpse that was chopped into five pieces beside him.
Staring blankly… and silence.
What followed afterwards were screams of terror.
"A corpse, someone’s dead!"
"Ahhh!!!" all the passengers near the car’s door rushed towards it and opened the door manually. Not caring about the situation outside of the car, all the passengers had run out while crying in fear.
Some people had vomited on the spot, others directly fainted on the spot and continued to be unconscious.
If it was an ordinary corpse, everyone would only be influenced by the news for a period of time and not be overly dismayed. However, it was different this time, as the corpse was ripped into pieces, okay? That corpse had been cut into five pieces!
At the same time… sounds of screaming could be heard from the front cars. There were two corpses of Altar Master’s subordinates there that had been gnawed into an unrecognizable form by Ghost General Ku You. Similarly, that caused the passengers to run for their lives.
Beside Shuhang, the white shirt dad and young mother along with the little girl had woken up.
The white shirt dad did not rush to get off the train, but instead looked at Song Shuhang sitting beside them while softly asking with respect. "Little Brother, can we get off now?"
He felt that this little brother was also an expert. At that time, he had said "It’s too late" and asked them to stay be his side. Shortly after, they fainted...
"Let’s get off, the following matters are not related to us." Song Shuhang nodded his head and smiled. He then left the cabin while carrying the black suitcase, and cautiously avoided the surveillance cameras.
Before he once again entered the range of surveillance cameras, he had to disguise this black suitcase.
One mustn’t belittle the power of technology, he couldn’t say for sure that the police uncles wouldn’t find some clues because of this suitcase!
The white shirt dad carried his daughter and left together. They sneaked into the panicking crowd and stood at the distant platform.
In the end, he cautiously looked at the black suitcase Song Shuhang carried in his hands.
He vaguely remembered that when Shuhang came together with them, he did not have the suitcase in his hands… of course, he was a clever person and would absolutely never mention the matter of that black suitcase to anyone.
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In the disorderly train station.
The staff members started to placate the emotionally affected passengers with all their might, lest their panic led to an even bigger accident.
Not long after, the police officers arrived. Next, the reporters soon arrived at the scene as well.
The train station’s TV screens started to broadcast urgent news, and that was the train accident.
From the live broadcast on the screen, the police officers had caught a Western monk.
"Yes, everything was done by me. I confess that I killed all three of them. Yep, I did not have any accomplices. Rest assured, it’s just me alone and I will not resist. You can come and catch me! However… the train incident is not related to me, it’s the truth!" the Western monk spoke in accurate and fluent Mandarin while obediently getting cuffed with handcuffs with a look of generosity!
Yes, he was arrested.
There was no red book, no China Dragon Group, no special backers.
To think he still had a confident expression, but in actual fact, what he meant by settling this incident was to become a scapegoat and shoulder everything!
Lastly, in the live broadcast, before he was escorted into the police car, he had actually given a thumbs-up towards the camera and revealed his white teeth.
"Bling!" his teeth refracted dazzling ray of light under the sun!
...Senior, no matter what, I will never sell you out. Let me take responsibility for everything!
The Western monk right now was as if a Holy Mother, emitting brilliant rays that people couldn’t look straight at!
