Under One Person, Golden Light Transforms into God

Zhang Chulan's face twitched, and he rolled his eyes: "Sister Bao'er, I never realized you were so considerate!"

Suddenly feeling a chill on his forehead, Zhang Chulan subconsciously reached out and wiped his hand, finding a clear, slightly viscous liquid on it.

Zhang Chulan was taken aback: "Hey, hey, hey, ma'am, could you please stop smelling like this!"

It turned out to be the female flight attendant that Feng Baobao had called. She was staring at Zhang Huaidan intently, drool unconsciously dripping from her mouth.

"Oh! I'm so sorry! I'm really sorry!"

The young and beautiful flight attendant seemed to wake from a dream, took out a handkerchief to wipe the drool off Zhang Chulan's forehead, and kept stealing glances at Zhang Huaidan.

Whether it was an illusion or not, the young man in front of her was still incredibly handsome, unlike anyone she had ever seen before, but he no longer possessed the same allure that had bewitched her earlier.

Zhang Chulan looked blank, but inwardly he was seething with anger.

This is too outrageous. Is Dan a human succubus or has this female flight attendant never seen a man before?
A flurry of activity ensued.

The female flight attendant hesitated to speak, then asked, "Sir, would you like some more orange juice?"

His eyes were still darting around.

"No thanks."

The female flight attendant seemed reluctant to leave, but suddenly stopped, as if she had mustered up her courage, and handed over a business card.

"Sir, in order to provide better service to every passenger, please accept my business card."

Zhang Huaidan smiled and nodded, and the female flight attendant blushed instantly, then shyly hurried away.

Zhang Chulan glanced at the business card on the table and mimicked the flight attendant's tone: "In order to provide better service to every customer, it seems that Bao'er and I are not customers."

Zhang Chulan pouted: "Brother Dan, I think if you had just beckoned her, that woman would have clung to you, and you wouldn't have had to pay for the hotel."

Zhang Huaidan chuckled: "What are you thinking about?"

Zhang Chulan shrugged: "I'm telling the truth." Then he asked with some doubt: "Everything was normal along the way, and I didn't see any commotion. How come this woman is so infatuated with you, Brother Dan?"

Feng Baobao blinked: "Zhang Chulan, didn't you notice? Actually, Zhang Huaidan has been trying to keep his presence to himself, but just now..."

Zhang Chulan exclaimed in surprise: "Is that so?!"

Zhang Chulan looked at Zhang Huaidan with suspicion. When he saw Zhang Huaidan nod slightly, he was shocked. Could his presence really be reduced?

As Zhang Chulan was shaken, he glanced around and saw a patch of wild graves next to the railway tracks.

The next instant, the train entered the tunnel.

The surroundings suddenly darkened, and a breeze blew in through the joints of the carriages.

As it brushed against my face, it also brought a faint wisp of yin energy.

This yin energy is extremely cold and evil.

Zhang Chulan called out softly, "Brother Dan!"

I couldn't help but think of the aura of the corpse demon Jiang Fan. However, Jiang Fan was a spirit creature born of heaven and earth. Although his yin energy was cold and yin, it also carried a certain divinity.

Unlike now, it's abnormally sinister.

Zhang Huaidan remained calm. As the train emerged from the tunnel, the passengers in the same carriage, regardless of age or gender, all shivered as if by prior agreement.

That malevolent aura did not disappear; it still exists.

Zhang Chulan dared not relax and solemnly looked around. Feng Baobao also quietly grasped Okamoto 101.

Before long, a lewd laugh, half-male and half-female, rang out from the ground: "Hehe! Haha! Pretty girl! Beautiful pretty girl!"

The female flight attendant, who had just been there, rudely pushed aside a group of colleagues who tried to stop her and stumbled toward them.

Zhang Chulan suddenly stood up. This woman is possessed!
Just as he was about to step forward to stop him, someone beat him to it.

An elderly man in his fifties, who looked somewhat lewd, exclaimed in alarm: "Young lady, can you still hear me? Quickly guard your mind! You've been tempted by lust and have been taken advantage of!"

The young and pretty flight attendant ignored her and walked over, emitting a strange laugh that sounded neither male nor female.

Passengers in the carriage frequently glanced at the train, but instead of being startled, they found it quite novel.

The old man seemed to have some skill; he stepped forward, blocking the female flight attendant's path, made a hand seal, and shouted, "Get out of the way!"

Zhang Chulan was slightly surprised. The sound vibrated his eardrums and made him feel refreshed; it did have a certain effect.

However, the evil spirit possessing the female flight attendant was no ordinary spirit; it rudely knocked the old man to the ground, causing the passengers on the train to gasp in surprise.

The old man's face turned red and then pale with fright. He jumped to his feet and shouted, "This thing is extremely powerful! This old Taoist priest can't subdue it! Young man, it's coming for you! Run!"

The old Taoist priest strode over, but he was a step too late. The rather handsome young man had already grabbed the female flight attendant's wrist.

The old Taoist priest was greatly alarmed: 'Truly, a newborn calf is not afraid of a tiger! This filth has aroused this woman's lust; I must squeeze this young man dry!'

In their haste, they quickened their pace.

As he approached, about to offer his help, he hesitated for a moment.

The female flight attendant stopped emitting her strange, androgynous laughter; her eyes were closed, and she stood frozen like a sculpture.

Zhang Chulan glanced at the old Taoist priest and lowered his voice: "Brother Dan, if I were to exorcise the evil spirit from her, it would definitely cause quite a commotion."

The old Taoist was somewhat surprised. This rather handsome young man seemed to be asking the ordinary-looking young man for instructions.

Zhang Huaidan nodded: "Let her go."

Zhang Chulan did as he was told to release her, and the female flight attendant immediately opened her eyes, a lewd smile spreading across her face as she pounced on Zhang Huaidan!
'Wait! Her lust isn't for this handsome young man, so why is it for this ordinary-looking one?'

The old Taoist is puzzled.

Without realizing it, I focused my attention and widened my eyes. In an instant, it was as if the clouds had parted to reveal the moon!
The old Taoist priest gasped in astonishment. How could such a person exist in the world!
That handsome young man was already extraordinary, but in front of him, he was like sand and gravel, utterly insignificant.

The most crucial point is that if you don't concentrate, you won't even be able to see his true face!

The old Taoist priest was shocked; he had encountered a troublemaker!

A flurry of thoughts flashed through Zhang Huaidan's mind. He lightly touched the flight attendant's brow, and she froze in mid-air as she lunged forward.

A faint, unwilling scream was heard. The female flight attendant's eyes cleared, and upon realizing her condition, she let out a soft moan and collapsed.

Zhang Huaidan caught it, and in an instant his face turned as red as blood, his eyes closed and his breathing became heavy.

Zhang Chulan rolled his eyes: "Hey, hey, hey, I'm saying, ma'am, how long do you plan to lie here?"

A young and beautiful female flight attendant was in a very awkward situation.

Reluctantly leaving the embrace, she repeatedly apologized.

"I'm so sorry, sir. My head was spinning just now, I don't know how..."

"fine."

Passengers in the carriage gradually realized what was happening, and some whispered among themselves.

"I've never seen anything like this before."

"Exactly, I thought she was really possessed by an evil spirit, making people jump around like that, but I didn't expect she was just seducing men, shameless."

"That's not scientific! I think that guy is just average, not even as handsome as his companion, let alone compared to me!" The female flight attendant became increasingly embarrassed, but she refused to leave, occasionally stealing glances at Zhang Huaidan.

Zhang Huaidan said, "Go back now, don't let it affect your work."

The flight attendant looked disappointed, but didn't forget to add in a low voice, "Sir, my phone number is on your business card."

She returned to the connecting area between the carriages, where several colleagues gathered around her.

"Xiao Juan, you were just acting like you were possessed. Who would have thought you'd pull such a trick?"

"That guy doesn't seem that handsome to me, so how come he's making you so confused?"

"Look at how red your face is. I think if you stay next to her any longer, you'll start ovulating uncontrollably."

The barrage of suggestive remarks came one after another. At first, Xiao Juan was embarrassed, but in the end, she simply glared at him and said, "What do you know? He is the most charming man I have ever met!"

……

The old man, not daring to be disrespectful because of the three men's age, politely bowed and said, "This humble Taoist is Qing Xuanzi."

Zhang Chulan glanced at him: "You're not an Extraordinary Person?"

Qing Xuanzi gave a wry smile: "I don't have that talent." He composed himself: "The vengeful spirit on that woman just now, without any rituals, could have been subdued with a single grab, even..."

He glanced at Zhang Huaidan with a hint of malice: "To dispel it with a light touch is simply unheard of."

Such methods are beyond the reach of even the Taoist priest who taught me a few tricks. I wonder who these two are!
Zhang Chulan didn't answer: "Brother Dan, something's not right. The vengeful spirit on that woman isn't from our native species. When I subdued it just now, through the spiritual fluctuations of the evil spirit, I heard a bunch of gibberish howls, which are in the language of Japan."

Qing Xuanzi was shocked: "The evil spirit from the Sakura Kingdom, masters, do you know when that evil spirit boarded the vehicle?"

His face darkened. Although he lacked the selfless spirit to save the country and its people, decades had passed and evil spirits still lingered on this land.

No normal person from Xia Kingdom could tolerate such a thing happening!
Zhang Chulan glanced at him: "I did see a patch of wild graves a few minutes ago."

Qing Xuanzi was about to ask another question.

Zhang Huaidan said, "When the train arrives at the station, don't transfer. Just take a taxi there and take care of things quickly."

Zhang Chulan shrugged: "Brother Dan, you really know how to order people around."

My mind is resolute: if I encounter a cherry blossom evil spirit, I must destroy it!

Qing Xuanzi was quite alarmed: "Masters, there is more than one evil spirit. It is not easy to deal with. Now that you have killed one, the other evil spirits will surely sense it. If they start to scatter, it will be terrible. There is no time like the present. I think we should get off the carriage now and wipe out the spirits of these beasts. I am willing to pave the way for you two masters."

Zhang Chulan chuckled and said, "How am I supposed to get out of the car now? Do you think I'm Superman?"

"That's easy, flight attendant."

Qing Xuanzi called out, "Give this business card to your leader and tell him to come over right away."

Zhang Chulan glanced at him and couldn't tell that Qing Xuanzi was actually the president of a provincial Taoist association.

The leader inside the car arrived quickly and tried to decline.

"Really? Master, the responsibility for stopping the car so abruptly is too great. I... I can't bear that responsibility!"

Qing Xuanzi said in a deep voice, "It's extremely urgent. Evil spirits won't show you any mercy. If you can't make the decision, contact your superiors for instructions. Don't waste precious time."

The leader made a phone call, and his expression changed immediately.

The train began to slow down, and a sweet female voice announced that the train was temporarily stopping, asking passengers not to be alarmed.

The leader leads the way.

"Xiao Juan, look! Is that the man you wanted to seduce? Is that old man their relative? What incredible power! He stopped the train just like that. And I've never seen Train Captain Zhang with that expression before!"

The flight attendant named Xiaojuan's eyes trembled, feeling both disappointed and taken for granted. How could a man like that be an ordinary person?
Train conductor Zhang said enthusiastically, "Taoist priest, would you like me to send two people to assist you?"

"No need for irrelevant people, they can't be of any help."

Captain Zhang saluted: "Then congratulations to the Daoist and his three esteemed disciples on their resounding victory, for restoring the land of my Xia Kingdom..."

Qing Xuanzi's expression changed slightly, and he said apologetically, "Please don't take offense, three masters. It's normal that he can't see the true face because he's just a mortal."

Train conductor Zhang was stunned. He saw Qing Xuanzi bow slightly and invite the three of them to get off the train first. His attitude was so humble that there was not a single fault to be found.

For a moment, the train conductor Zhang couldn't quite grasp the situation.

Isn't this Daoist Qingxuanzi the mysterious and powerful figure that his superiors described as having extraordinary abilities and being able to fully cooperate with any request?

……

Only a few minutes have passed since the female flight attendant was possessed by an evil spirit.

But the graveyard that Zhang Chulan saw was at least several dozen miles away.

Fortunately, none of the three were ordinary people, so Qing Xuanzi wouldn't be a hindrance.

As the sun set, the four of them arrived at the tunnel entrance.

Zhang Chulan complained, "The Japanese are like persistent ghosts. People who died decades ago still turn into evil spirits and wreak havoc on the land of Xia. Speaking of which, our trip to the Northeast this time was also..."

He glanced at Qing Xuanzi.

Qing Xuanzi gave an awkward smile.

Zhang Huaidan said, "A few ghosts are nothing to kill, but I'm afraid it's not just ghosts."

Emerging from the tunnel, the cemetery came into view.

Just as the last rays of the setting sun faded, and there was no sign of human habitation for miles around, a chilling and eerie wind swept over us.

Even with Qing Xuanzi's spiritual sense, he could feel that there was a bone-chilling resentment hidden in this breeze.

Upon approaching, Qing Xuanzi's face turned even paler. He could sense more than a dozen vengeful spirits lurking within him. Suppressing his alarm, he asked, "Master, is there anything we need to prepare?"

Zhang Chulan grinned: "What preparations do I need?"

He stepped forward, and his Qi energy was released unrestrainedly.

Qing Xuanzi thought to himself, 'Isn't this master being a bit too reckless...?'

The next instant, the thought abruptly ceased, and the dazzling white lightning, containing the power to slay evil, formed a fishing net shape and enveloped the wild graveyard.

Qing Xuanzi exclaimed in surprise: "Thunder magic!"

He knew the three were not simple, but he didn't expect them to be this extraordinary!
In an instant, the vengeful spirits in the wild graves swarmed out, and the few weak ones were killed by lightning as soon as they appeared.

Qing Xuanzi was utterly shocked, and his expression changed drastically: "This is bad!"

There were also seven or eight powerful vengeful spirits, stirring up gusts of bone-chilling wind, showing a tendency to merge together, which the lightning could not penetrate for the time being.

Zhang Huaidan glanced over, and the cold wind froze, causing the seven or eight vengeful spirits to suddenly dissipate.

Qing Xuanzi was in a daze.

Just listen.

"They're gone." (End of Chapter)