The Star Train's Journey Through the Heavens

Chapter 125 Xing Deserves to Get Beaten Up, Fool Suiyang

"Hey, stop! Stop! Don't fight! I surrender!"

Amidst the panicked beating from the three women, Xing covered her head and begged for mercy. Her phone lay at her feet, its screen emitting a faint green light.

However, the three women were clearly terrified. Amidst their screams, they couldn't hear what Xing was saying at all and just kept their eyes closed, frantically unleashing their attacks.

"Alright, alright, stop it now, or you'll kill Xing." Meng Huaifeng quickly pulled the three of them away.

"Huh? What? She's not a ghost?" March 7th gasped for breath, his heart pounding wildly, not from strenuous exercise, but from fear.

"It feels quite like a human." Su Chang heard Meng Huaifeng stop and took a few steps back, but she still held her sword up and looked at Xing warily and fearfully.

The three men retreated to a distance, revealing Xing, whose face was bruised and swollen.

Meng Huaifeng summoned Yin Yue to possess him, and the Cloud Chant Technique - Healing was applied to Xing's body.

"Why did you scare them for no reason?" Meng Huaifeng said speechlessly while treating them.

"It's fun..." Xing looked at Meng Huaifeng pitifully and said weakly.

"Then you deserved to get beaten up." Meng Huaifeng rolled his eyes at Xing; he had almost pulled out his gun to stab him earlier.

"I thought they would be scared away," Xing said, pouting.

That's how it's portrayed in horror movies: when a ghost appears, people either run away in fright or are too scared to move.

Why did I get a beating when I came to her?
"Ordinary people are the ones who get scared away. Do you think Xiao Sanyue and the others are ordinary people? If they didn't have a specific target, that would be one thing, but you're just standing right in front of them. Wouldn't they beat you up? Besides, when they're extremely scared, they actually unleash extraordinary potential."

Meng Huaifeng held Xing's little face between his fingers and looked around. Hmm, apart from being a little blackened by Gui Naifen's firecrackers and having a few bloody marks, she was all better now and fine.

Fortunately, Xing was tough and resilient, and was a survivor of the Journey of Destiny; otherwise, he would have suffered more than just superficial injuries.

Meng Huaifeng wiped the bloodstain from the corner of Xing's eye with his finger and smelled it: "Tomato sauce?"

"Hehe." Xing chuckled, wiped her fingers on her face, and then put the food in her mouth.

"So that's what you were sneaking around doing all this time." Meng Huaifeng was speechless.

Indeed, people only become incredibly intelligent when doing bad things, without complaining about hardship, fatigue, or dirt.

Listening to their conversation, March 7th finally understood: there was no such thing as a ghost.

Only the stars are playing tricks!

"You naughty Xing, you scared me to death! You've made me so angry, you'd better die!" March 7th walked over aggressively, stretched out her little hand and pinched Xing's waist hard.

"Ouch!" Xing screamed, twisting her waist to escape March 7's clutches, and hid on Meng Huaifeng's other side, saying cautiously, "You've all beaten me up, so we're even."

"No! You have to give us a sincere apology and deeply reflect on your mistakes!" March 7th pouted.

What constitutes sincerity?

“Of course I should apologize…” Meng Huaifeng was interrupted by San Yueqi before he could finish speaking.

"Think for yourself, otherwise how can it be considered sincere? It must be at least 100 words, or I will tell Sister Himeko that you are bullying me."

"Huh?" Xing made a face, but she didn't regret it!
Because it's so much fun!

"Also, the reward that Xiao Guizi promised us, your share is gone. Consider it our scare fee," March 7th said.

"No! I... I did this to provide a good live stream effect for Xiao Guizi, that's right, so you can't treat me like this. An apology is fine, but you can't deduct my payment!" Xing paused for a moment, then spoke with increasing conviction.

Meng Huaifeng and Sanyueqi looked at Gui Naifen, who looked at the live broadcast room. Soon, the fear on her face disappeared, replaced by extreme excitement.

"Seriously, I just received so many tips, I have over a million credits in a short time!"

Xing proudly puffed out her chest, "This is all thanks to me!"
"Well... alright, the reward is still yours." March 7th said somewhat reluctantly, feeling that Ah Xing had gotten it for free.

Xingxi smiled broadly.

"Whoosh!"

Another will-o'-the-wisp struck Xing and scattered.

Miraculously, it reformed after a while, only to collide with Gui Naifen again and finally disappear completely.

"There are so many will-o'-the-wisps here, let's hurry up and leave," said March 7th.

After being startled by Xing, March 7th felt that her fright threshold had increased significantly, and she was no longer easily frightened.

"Was there a breeze just now?" Meng Huaifeng asked.

"I didn't notice, but I think there were some, the will-o'-the-wisps were even drifting over," March 7 said uncertainly.

Xing frowned slightly. The impact of being hit by the will-o'-the-wisp just now was different from before. It felt strange, but it disappeared before she could even process it.

After walking for a while, Gui Naifen suddenly said, "Family members, I suddenly remembered a place that might have the legendary ghosts."

"Why didn't you say so sooner, Xiao Guizi? We've been wandering around aimlessly for so long," Su Chang complained slightly.

"I just remembered," Gui Naifen said with an embarrassed smile.

"If we don't encounter any ghosts this time, let's go back. It's getting late, and staying up late will make your skin worse," said March 7th.

Meng Huaifeng frowned slightly as he looked at Gui Naifen. As the second most familiar person with Gui Naifen at the scene, he felt that Gui Naifen had become a little strange.

As for why the person who was closest to Gui Naifen didn't notice, do you expect Li Dazhentou to have that kind of intelligence?
"Let's go then, you lead the way." Meng Huaifeng followed Gui Naifen, keeping the others away.

Star has been relegated to the very back by March 7th.

"Follow me." Gui Naifen took the lead and walked ahead.

Passing through a dark garden, Gui Naifen suddenly stopped, tiptoed to the wall, and furtively peeked out.

Infected by Gui Naifen, March 7th whispered, "What's wrong?"

"Shhh."

Gui Naifen turned her head to be quiet and said regretfully in a low voice, "It's the legendary Ten Kings Bureau. I knew this place was haunted, otherwise why would the Ten Kings Bureau come? It's a pity we're a step too late."

“The Ten Kings’ Division? I know their judge. Let me see.” March 7th’s eyes lit up, and he wanted to go over and peek over to take a look as well.

Meng Huaifeng walked over first, separating Gui Naifen and Sanyueqi.

“As expected of the nameless guest, you are knowledgeable and well-connected. You even know the judges of the Ten Kings Division. Does that mean our ghost-hunting operation can continue? Since you know them, could you talk to them and ask us to go over and broadcast a live stream of the real ghosts?” Gui Naifen said.

“We can give it a try,” March 7th agreed.

Meng Huaifeng said to Gui Naifen, "However, before we get permission from the Ten Kings Division, let's turn off the live stream first. Little Gui, you don't want to keep broadcasting something that can't be broadcast and get into trouble with the authorities, do you?"

“You’re right, let’s turn it off then.” Gui Naifen turned off the live stream without hesitation.

Meng Huaifeng smiled slightly, thinking that Xiao Guizi must be about to cry from anxiety.

However, one should not broadcast live indiscriminately without permission.

Don't worry, Xiao Guizi. Although we can't do anything about Suiyang, there's a solution right in front of us.

Meng Huaifeng pulled Gui Naifen out from behind the wall.

"who?"

The officers of the Ten Kings' Bureau all looked at Meng Huaifeng and his group.

"Huh?" March 7th stared wide-eyed at Meng Huaifeng in horror.

"Huh? Nothing?" After a while, March 7 asked in confusion.

"What do you mean 'nothing'?" Meng Huaifeng tilted his head, looking at March 7 with a puzzled expression.

"They said that, but why didn't they do that?"

"Which sentence? What did they say?" Meng Huaifeng asked, puzzled.

"That's the sentence!" March 7th said urgently.

"Which sentence exactly?" Meng Huaifeng frowned.

"It's...it's..." March 7th gritted her teeth and stamped her foot: "Who is it?"

"What did you say?" Meng Huaifeng frowned even more deeply.

March 7th stared in disbelief: "Huaifeng, you...you haven't lost your memory, have you?"

“How could that be? I’m perfectly fine, I don’t have any amnesia.” Meng Huaifeng shook his head.

"Then how come you don't know who it is?"

"What are you saying again?" "Oh dear! Xing!" March 7th hurriedly pulled Xing over, and the two stood on either side of each other.

"This is it! Since you've asked so sincerely."

On March 7th, a six-phase ice was used to condense an ice rose.

Xing instantly perked up: "Then I'll mercifully tell you!"

"To prevent the world from being destroyed."

"To protect world peace."

"Upholding justice with love and truth."

"A cute and charming decent character."

"star."

"Meng Huaifeng".

"We are nameless travelers traversing the Milky Way."

"White hole, the white one is waiting for us tomorrow!"

Upon hearing what March 7th and Xing said, the approaching Youfu military officers all put away their weapons.

"So you are just nameless passengers from the Starry Sky Train. My apologies, what brings you distinguished guests here?" a golden-haired soul-reaping messenger said respectfully.

"Ahem, I am Meng Huaifeng. This is March 7th." Meng Huaifeng corrected himself first, then said, "I heard this is a sacred place of spirits on the Immortal Ship. I came here with some friends to explore the spirits since we had nothing to do. I hope we haven't disturbed you. May I ask which judge is here?"

"No, I will go and inform the judge immediately," said the Jin man who was tasked with collecting souls.

March 7th blushed slightly, but still asked Meng Huaifeng with concern, "Is this it? Do you remember?"

"What you're talking about? Of course I haven't forgotten, but I've put a protective layer on myself, so those three words will be automatically filtered out. I won't hear them unless I remove the protective layer," Meng Huaifeng said with a smile.

"So that's how it is. It's good that you didn't lose your memory. Now I don't have to worry anymore." March 7th breathed a sigh of relief.

"But Little March was very cute just now, I've remembered it." Meng Huaifeng patted March 7's head. His eyes were like cameras, and what he saw could be completely saved in the phone's martial soul.

"Huh? Forget about it, Miss!" March 7th suddenly transformed into a steam engine.

"Hey, it's not over yet! One more person is needed to finish it off!" Xing said somewhat discontentedly, still in her pose. The lack of someone to finish it off made her feel uneasy.

Meng Huaifeng and Sanyueqi ignored her. Xing felt deflated, pursed her lips, puffed out her cheeks, and stopped moving, like a little pufferfish.

A crow and a hawk approached from afar. One was as pale as a ghost, and the other had a tail like a will-o'-the-wisp. Su Chang hid at the back in fear.

"Crow, crow!" March 7th waved enthusiastically.

"I didn't expect to see you again, but it's not safe here right now. Let us take you out first. Hmm, it might not be considered unsafe for you. You might not be able to do anything about them, but they can't hurt you either," the crow said calmly.

"Unsafe? Is it because of ghosts?" March 7th asked curiously.

"Sister March 7th, there are no ghosts in this world, it's just the sun. We must believe in science," Huo Huo said weakly.

"It really is a year of bad luck," said March 7, both relaxed and somewhat disappointed.

"Isn't 'Suiyang' what you call ghosts on your Immortal Ship? You can't touch them by ordinary methods, and they can even possess you," Xing said, stroking his chin.

“No, that’s not true. Ghosts in the conventional sense are people who have died and become ghosts, while Suiyang is a race in the universe,” Huo Huo explained.

Gui Naifen looked around curiously and unknowingly came up behind Han Ya.

Meng Huaifeng suddenly appeared behind Gui Naifen, grabbed her hand that was reaching for the gourd behind Han Ya, and said with a half-smile, "What do you want to do?"

"Hehe, just curious, nothing more. What's this gourd for?" Gui Naifen chuckled.

"Huo Huo, Xiao Gui Zi seems to have been possessed by Sui Yang. Please force Sui Yang out of her body and seal it away," Meng Huaifeng said to Huo Huo.

"Don't joke around, I am Xiao Gui Zi," Gui Naifen said innocently.

"Huh? Xiao Gui Zi has been possessed by Sui Yang? When?" March 7th exclaimed in shock.

"It must have been when the will-o'-the-wisp drifted over for the second time. That time it wasn't a will-o'-the-wisp, but a Suiyang," Meng Huaifeng said. The will-o'-the-wisp and the Suiyang were so alike, as long as the Suiyang didn't speak.

"Little Gui, do you remember what the next line after 'a word is spoken' is?" Su Chang asked incredulously.

“Of course, it’s impossible to catch up with a four-horse chariot,” Gui Naifen said.

"Waaah, I clearly taught you 'a living horse is hard to catch,' I've already told you that this idiom is unreasonable. Of course, a dead horse can't catch anything, so it should be changed to 'a living horse.' Yet you still say 'a dead horse is hard to catch,' you really are a fake! Give me back my little Gui Zi!" Su Chang said with tears streaming down her face, filled with grief and indignation, her Xuanyuan Sword in her hand wanting to strike but not daring to.

Gui Naifen was speechless. What, is it my fault that I'm educated?
"Hmph, since you've seen through me, I won't pretend anymore. But how did you find out about me?" Gui Naifen looked at Meng Huaifeng.

“Xiao Guizi is a streamer, she never lets a word go unsaid, she can keep up with whatever is said, and even when she has nothing to say, she can talk to herself about a lot of things. But you were too silent the whole way, and you turned off the stream too decisively,” Meng Huaifeng said.

"Wait, did you possess me before?" The Star Queen scratched her head belatedly.

“Not bad, but you’re too strong. I can’t control you, so I can only choose this weakling. As expected, he’s weak. He can’t even do something as simple as stealing the sealed gourd. This is troublesome.” Gui Naifen sighed.

"Why don't you just say it's because your acting is bad and you exposed yourself so quickly?" Meng Huaifeng said disdainfully.

Huo Huo took out a talisman and stuck it on Gui Naifen. Gui Naifen was grabbed by Meng Huaifeng and could not break free at all.

"Hmph, you think you can seal me away so easily? Daring to get close to me is your biggest mistake." Gui Naifen sneered, and bursts of ghostly fire rose from her body, extending from the two people's hands toward Meng Huaifeng.

"Huaifeng!" March 7th exclaimed in surprise.

"Don't worry, I'm just testing whether my methods work or not," Meng Huaifeng said calmly. At worst, there's still Han Ya and Huo Huo.

In the blink of an eye, the will-o'-the-wisp had completely spread to Meng Huaifeng.

"How are you feeling?" March 7 asked nervously.

"It's alright, everything is under control," Meng Huaifeng chuckled.

"Damn it! What is this thing? Your strength is clearly not that great!" Sui Yang's exasperated voice came from inside Meng Huaifeng's body.

"How about a firewall?" Meng Huaifeng said. Since he had already offended Huanlong, he naturally wanted to study ways to prevent possession. The solution Meng Huaifeng came up with was to build a firewall on his mind, just like a computer.

Protecting one's spirit is difficult for others, but for Meng Huaifeng's Ether Editor, it's a bit easier than influencing reality.

Now it seems that the effect is very good.

Without this firewall, Suiyang cannot completely control him, but can influence his actions.

“I’m not fire!” Suiyang said.

"Pretty much, pretty much." Meng Huaifeng said nonchalantly, "Next, let's try my antivirus software. Huo Huo, get ready."

"Oh." Huo Huo held a spirit-sealing talisman, ready to unleash its power.

Countless chaotic data surged towards Suiyang.

"What is this……"

With a flick of his hand, Meng Huaifeng sent out a wisp of ghost fire, and Huo Huo immediately affixed a spirit-sealing talisman to it.

"Young man, you have no martial ethics, you rat tail juice. I was careless and didn't dodge. I've been practicing for two and a half years and I'm good at singing, dancing and rapping. Go for it! I bet your gun is empty. Second Battalion Commander, where the hell is my Italian cannon..." The sealed Suiyang started rambling incoherently in various strange tones.

"Uh... what's wrong with this guy?" Tail asked curiously as he approached the sealed Suiyang.

“It seems… to have become an idiot, Huaifeng, what did you do to it?” March 7th asked Meng Huaifeng.

"I just fed it several thousand gigabytes of bizarre videos in a short time," Meng Huaifeng said somewhat embarrassedly. It was his first time using this trick, and he hadn't expected it to turn out this way.

"Terrifying. There aren't many people I admire, but from now on you'll be one. By the way, don't use that trick on me." The will-o'-the-wisp on its tail twitched.

"Don't worry, we're friends, why would I use that trick on you?" Meng Huaifeng said.

"That puts my mind at ease." Tail breathed a sigh of relief.

"Will it stay like this forever?" Huo Huo looked at Sui Yang with a pitiful expression.

"Hey, you little coward, put away your sympathy. Have you forgotten how you became like this? This is only temporary. After a few years or a decade, it should be able to recover after digesting these messy memories," Tail guessed.

"How did Huo Huo become like this?" March 7th asked curiously.

"When I was little, I saw a dying flame in a corner of Luofu. I took pity on it and put it on my tail... but... but I never expected that the tail lord would try to eat me! Luckily, the judges appeared in time, and I escaped a disaster," Huo Huo said with deep regret.

"No, even if it's not the Sun God, but just ordinary fire, you can't put it on your tail, can you? Aren't you afraid it will catch fire with all those hairs on your tail?" March 7 asked incredulously.

How could anyone be even dumber than me?
"I...I don't know what I was thinking back then. The tears I've shed over the years when I regret it must have been the result of the water in my brain when I made that decision..." Huo Huo choked up.

(End of this chapter)