What do you mean I'm a ghost story?

Chapter 60: Golden Eyes that Break the Illusion
"Money-grubbing"

literal meaning.

You can open your eyes with money and use the Golden Eyes of Truth.

As its name suggests, the Golden Eyes of Truth can see through illusions and concealment, and it also has some effects similar to the art of observing auras, allowing one to see various auras.

Of course, it also inherited the consistent style of the Money Darts method—obsessed with money.

The more money you spend, the stronger the effect of the Golden Eye of Truth will be, and the upper limit also depends on your own ability to bear it.

"Looks like you're really obsessed with money. No wonder you're known for your Money Dart Technique."

Xia Qing was both amused and exasperated.

However, he was still very satisfied with the Golden Eyes of Truth.

He had already realized his lack of investigative skills when facing the Mirror Demon.

While personalized martial arts like the Money Dart Technique can sense the aura of nightmares, this only applies to normal situations. They cannot sense specific methods of concealing and hiding one's presence.

For example, before the Mirror Demon appeared, Jinqianbiao and his team were unable to detect its presence in the mirror.

Not to mention that besides nightmares, there are also people, and they are powerless against people using money-dart magic.

Unlike nightmares, nightmare artifacts are much weaker and, because they are integrated into objects, they are completely dormant when not in use, with virtually no leakage of energy.

If this person is also extremely good at hiding, or even possesses a cursed artifact, then it will be even more troublesome.

Ling Shuang must have this kind of situation, otherwise he wouldn't have missed it when he inspected Zhang Hai's villa.

It was really fortunate that it was Ling Shuang at that time; if it had been an enemy, who had fired a shot at that moment when he was completely distracted, he would have been in real danger.

This ability to "be greedy for money" can be said to have made up for a very important shortcoming of his.

Not only can it see through illusions, but it can also observe the aura of nightmares and even blood energy with the naked eye, and it can also see through the methods of concealing one's aura and hiding one's presence—provided that enough money is paid.

"Your [Golden Dart Technique] is currently out and about..."

There was no further response from the Money Dart Technique.

It seems they really take his instructions seriously, as they went out to investigate immediately.

Xia Qing also tried out the Eye of Truth a little, taking a stroll around the area around her residential community.

After confirming that there were no other abnormalities or possible hidden nightmares, he returned home.

The next morning, Ling Shuang drove over.

"Mom, get in the car. We have everything over there, you don't need to bring it."

Xia Qing had already prepared her mother's mindset last night.

It was also thanks to Ling Shuang's influence over the official authorities, coupled with her own supernatural experience when she bewitched Nightmare, that her mother, Zhou Ying, although somewhat worried, didn't say much.

"You...you should have a driver's license, right?"

After helping her mother into the back seat of Ling Shuang's car, Xia Qing naturally took the passenger seat, only pausing slightly when fastening her seatbelt and looking at Ling Shuang with suspicion.

This person, although an official and not short, has the appearance of a cool and sassy young woman, making it hard not to suspect the truth.

"Nonsense, I'm just shy and have military license plates."

Ling Shuang was speechless and started driving.

Next, we need to pick up Xia Qing's father, Xia Jin.

Xia Jin runs a shop in another district that is quite far away. He didn't go to pick up his parents a couple of days ago because his initial plan was to keep them away from him to avoid being affected.

Then the viper was attracted, and Xia Qing, who was in a dilemma, thought it over again and again. She still felt that if her father, who had not been exposed to the public, was not taken over, he would be less likely to be affected, so she continued to put it aside.

“Your mom has told me the gist of the matter. Be careful, take care of yourself, and don’t worry about us.”

Xia's father was a retired soldier, rather taciturn, but very efficient in his work. Especially after Zhou Ying's explanation and with Ling Shuang representing the authorities, he didn't ask any questions, wiped his hands without saying a word, and got into the car.

After picking up the person, Ling Shuang set off again, traveling all the way to a remote suburb, where she stopped in front of a building surrounded by walls and electric fences.

"This is a selection training ground for our department. Because ghost stories cannot be widely spread, it will only be used for special mission training for now. It will only be revealed to a small number of people who are finally selected. The rest of you will have to return to your original units. Don't mention this while you are here."

Hearing the sounds of drills coming from inside, Ling Shuang, before passing the sentry post, still gave some instructions with concern, adding, "But you can rest assured about safety. They may not have experience dealing with supernatural tales, but they are definitely experts at dealing with people."

He's more than just a skilled hand.

In the Xia Kingdom, this is a widely acknowledged fact.

This means that the spread of these strange tales must be prohibited, and since they possess bizarre abilities and are scattered and hidden throughout the city, large-scale confrontations are impossible.

"I heard you say before that becoming a ghost story enthusiast requires certain talents and qualifications?"

Xia Qing then curiously thought of another question.

Ling Shuang had previously mentioned that these strange tale travelers seemed to have some kind of talent or aptitude requirement, and even had to resist some kind of erosion.

He had never experienced any of these things.

"The essence of a ghost story walker is to integrate and drive the power of ghost stories with their own spirit, so they must be able to resist and withstand the erosion of this power."

As Ling Shuang drove past the checkpoint, she explained:

"Achieving this is not just about mental will; it's more like a kind of innate talent. Just like some people are born able to endure high temperatures, hold their breath underwater for a long time, or even withstand high-voltage electric shocks. This is not something that can be achieved through simple training. It requires talent, but even more so, it requires deep contact with the supernatural to adapt and awaken."

What will happen if we can't resist?

Although Xia Qing didn't have this experience, she nodded in agreement when Ling Shuang said that.

"Those who cannot control external forces will naturally become slaves to those forces."

Ling Shuang said calmly.

There is no particularly detailed explanation.

But it is self-evident.

Ghost stories are not essentially about any specific individual, but rather originate from the fears in people's dreams.

Those who are corrupted by it will not necessarily become nightmares, but they will certainly become neither human nor ghost.

"No wonder..."

Xia Qing sighed slightly upon hearing this.

The more people know about ghost stories, the stronger they become, and they may even breed more and more terrifying beings.

Even the ghost story walkers are essentially just borrowing the power of ghost stories, and not everyone can even handle it.

Ordinary people, let alone whether they can be of any use to the endless stream of strange legends in Xia Kingdom, cannot even enter the Nightmare Domain, and their cognition is even interfered with by the knowledge barrier.

This situation is undeniably difficult.

"By the way, why...why would you ask that? The feeling of erosion should be quite noticeable, right?"

Suddenly, Ling Shuang looked at Xia Qing and spoke softly.

"Didn't I say that I am a martial arts master, so of course my resistance is strong?"

Xia Qing spoke with righteous indignation.

Fortunately, Ling Shuang did not delve further into this topic.

The car drove into the base and settled Xia's parents into their accommodation.

Xia Qing also activated his Golden Eyes of Truth and carefully inspected the training base before returning to the city with Ling Shuang with peace of mind.

(End of this chapter)