The Extraordinary Urban God of Medicine

Chapter 80: Chapter 80: It’s Become Real! (5th Update)

Translator: 549690339

During the day, Chief Xu, Principal Zhou Yuewen, and other responsible persons from different school areas, were catering to Huang Xiaolong, attending to his every need. By nightfall, Huang Xiaolong was ready for action…

Considering the potential repercussions of this incident and to avoid unnecessary panic, the school decided to suppress the news about exorcising the ghost tonight, after getting Huang Xiaolong’s consent.

They made up an excuse to evacuate the boarding students from their dormitories.

As for Chief Xu, he couldn’t participate in this operation as he had other cases to investigate at night.

Night.

The earth was already asleep. Apart from the gentle breeze and the occasional bark of a dog, the deserted campus was quiet.

The eerie pathway was surrounded by nothing but silence.

A pitch-black night, perfect for murder.

The sky was bright, the land was dark, and the campus seemed to be enshrouded by heavy, ghostly energy that blocked even the light.

Night fog drifted in, and the midsummer night was unexpectedly cool. In the hazy moonlight, only a few stars could be seen.

A group of people walked towards the haunted dormitory building.

Huang Xiaolong was at the front, with Song Yuru nervously trailing behind him.

Following them were Principal Zhou Yuewen, the Deputy Secretary of the school’s party committee ‘Xu Zhen’ and other responsible persons of the different school areas.

“I say, Little Master, should we call for more security? ” Principal Zhou Yuewen suggested hesitantly.

“No need, we’re not at war, why do we need so many people?” Huang Xiaolong laughed lightly. “If you guys are scared, you can wait for me downstairs.”

“Well…Little Master, we should accompany you.” Zhou Yuewen said stubbornly.

“As the people in charge of this campus, we should lead the charge.”

“As you wish.” Huang Xiaolong was extremely relaxed, even a bit excited. He turned to Song Yuru. “Honey, are you sure you want to come? Aren’t you afraid you’ll get scared?”

Song Yuru shivered, she was indeed very scared, but her curiosity was also piqued. Plus, she wanted to see how Huang Xiaolong would handle this, so she bravely replied. “I’m not scared! You said you’d protect me no matter what, right?”

“Absolutely.” Huang Xiaolong flashed a toothy grin, like a ray of sunshine in the darkness, giving Song Yuru a sense of comfort and, consequently, courage.

Soon, everyone entered the haunted dormitory building.

The moment they stepped inside, an obvious chilling energy filled the dark dormitory building.

“Lord… this oppressive Yin energy. I told you, the vengeful ghost in room 508 has become quite powerful.” Huang Xiaolong murmured. “If we don’t take care of it soon, I’m afraid more people will die.”

Principal Zhou Yuewen commanded members of the school leadership team to switch on their high-powered torches, their shaky hands betraying their fear.

This extremely creepy atmosphere gave them goosebumps.

Huang Xiaolong seemed unperturbed, even reminiscing about his encounter with Sun Wei in the ladies’ room.

The 5th floor. Outside room 508.

“Little Long… we… we’re here…” Song Yuru’s face paled, her voice trembling, as she clung to Huang Xiaolong’s arm.

“Little Master, I… I’ll open the door?” Zhou Yuewen’s mouth was dry.

“Yes, open the door.” Huang Xiaolong nodded. “Why are you all acting like scared birds? With me here, are you afraid of being eaten? Besides, unless it wants to be seen, you won’t be able to see the ghost.”

“Okay, we… we got it.” Zhou Yuewen fumbled with the keys before eventually managing to open the door.

The security director promptly switched on the light.

The next moment, the lights in room 508 blinked on, illuminating the room as if it were daylight.

The quiet dormitory seemed perfectly normal which allowed everyone to breathe a sigh of relief.

“Let’s go, check it out.” Huang Xiaolong smirked and was the first to step into the room.

The others followed in closely behind him.

“I can feel its resentment.” Huang Xiaolong put on a face of apprehension.

“First, I will try to pass over its spirit.”

Actually, for Huang Xiaolong, reading a ghost summons chant could easily bring the wrathful spirit out from room 508, then throwing an elimination talisman could shatter its soul instantly.

But that would be too easy and Huang Xiaolong didn’t plan to do it that way. Besides, in order to capture the murderer from the dismemberment case of ten years ago, he needs to communicate with the ghost.

Yes, Huang Xiaolong’s approach to capturing the criminal was very straightforward and brutal, with no unnecessary twists and turns—could he not just ask the ghost straight up?

Who else would know who had murdered it?

The truth was right in front of them!

“Little Long, how will you guide its soul to the afterlife? Do we need to perform a ritual?” Song Yuru asked.

“No need, I can just set up a small array.” Huang Xiaolong took out several seals from his carry-on canvas bag, placed them in specific locations in the dormitory, and then said, “Who has some coins? I need a few. The fifty-cent ones will do.”

“Master, I have some.” Zhou Yuewen quickly handed over a handful of coins to Huang Xiaolong.

Huang Xiaolong randomly chose a few coins and threw them out. Without deviation, a coin landed onto each seal on the floor.

“Um… Master, I have seen on TV that the Taoists use copper coins for rituals…um, isn’t yours a bit… a bit strange…” a deputy principal said.

“Watching TV?” Huang Xiaolong said with a teasing smile. “Of course, people in ancient times used copper coins when performing rituals, the reason being that copper coins were the currency of that time, imbued with human yang energy. But nowadays, no one uses copper coins anymore; they have become collectibles. Furthermore, the people who used those copper coins in ancient times have all died, leaving the copper coins with heavy yin energy. The collectors of copper coins may see something unclean. Coins are different. We use them so they are full of yang energy. If you are not too bothered, you can carry some coins around. They can ward off evil to some extent.”

After he said this, everyone was fully convinced, their hearts were secretly saying, this master really knows what he’s talking about!

With the array in place, Huang Xiaolong silently recites a spell and suddenly, the light in the dorm grows what seems like whiter, then darker, as if it is being interfered with by some unknown power!

Song Yuru, Zhou Yuewen, and the others feel a chill spread across their bodies, their hearts tightening!

The next moment…

In the dorm, what looked like fireflies, tiny green ghost fires, inexplicably began to materialize and float around!

A chilling wind swooped in!

“Ah! Has… has it arrived?” Of everyone present, except for Huang Xiaolong, everyone else gave a big jump! They began to sweat profusely!

It couldn’t be helped. For ordinary people seeing this thing suddenly, not fainting outright would already be considered a good performance.

“Little Long… I’m… scared…” Song Yuru threw her arm around Huang Xiaolong’s arm, their bodies closely pressed together.

“Pfff—don’t be scared. This is just the beginning. We haven’t even started yet,’ Huang Xiaolong took advantage of the situation and wrapped his arms around Song Yuru’s tiny waist.

“Little Long!” Song Yuru’s face turned red from the embarrassment, but her fear had eased considerably.

Suddenly, the seals on the floor began to emit red flames, then turned to ashes in the blink of an eye.

The green ghost fires floating inside the dormitory vanished just as quickly.

Everything returned to normal.

“Look– everyone, it destroyed my array, it doesn’t want to leave,” Huang Xiaolong said and held his arms wide open. “It can’t let go of its hatred so easily, how can it leave?”

“Master, you must find a way to make it leave!” Zhou Yuewen pleaded with him with a crying tone. “If it harms anyone, our school will be ruined! So many innocent students and teachers… terrifying, it’s so terrifying.”

“Don’t worry.” Huang Xiaolong chuckled. “As I said before, if we can persuade it to leave willingly, that would be okay too. Catching the real culprit behind the dismemberment case will do.”

Huang Xiaolong bent down to pick up the scattered coins. Looking at them, he saw that the coins were now covered in dark blotches, akin to mortuary spots.

“Master, how can we find out who is the real culprit behind the dismemberment case?” Xu Zhen asked reverently.

“Simple, isn’t it? We just need to ask it,” Huang Xiaolong replied with a laugh.

“Ah! I see! Hahaha!” Upon hearing his words, Zhou Yuewen slapped his thigh in sudden realization, looking delighted beyond measure. “Right, right, right! How did I not think of this? Who knows who the killer is better than the victim itself?”

“Here, Principal Zhou, give me back the coins.” Huang Xiaolong handed the coins back to Zhou Yuewen. “But the coins now have its yin energy. Don’t use them by mistake. You should dig a hole somewhere, about a foot deep, and bury them.”

“Ah… um… Master… don’t scare me…” Zhou Yuewen was terrified, not daring to take the coins.

Huang Xiaolong thrust a handful of coins towards him. “Don’t be afraid. Just bury them later and you’ll be fine.”

“Now, I am going to recite a summoning spell to invite it to meet with us. Please, everyone, remain quiet,” Huang Xiaolong said, his face serious.

Everyone shut up immediately, unconsciously inching closer to Huang Xiaolong.

God! Summoning a ghost! Things are getting serious!