What is salvation?
In the teachings of Buddhism and Daoism, salvation refers to freeing the souls of the dead from suffering.
Xu Yang thought that the world is full of suffering itself.
Killing the fire ghost and freeing it from the suffering of the world seemed quite reasonable to him.
Maybe this is what physical salvation is all about.
"Scaring ghosts earns merit points and allows me to acquire abilities from them."
"Salvaging lost souls will also grant merit points..."
Xu Yang glanced at the system attribute interface.
The number behind the[Merit Points]column had reached 394 points.
Taking away the 104 points provided by the four Minor Demons, the fire ghost yielded 290 points in total.
"What a pity that I killed it so quickly."
"If I had known it would be so fragile, I would've held back to extract more merit points from it first!"
Feeling regret deep inside.
Xu Yang's gaze shifted to the ghostly figure emerging from the fire ghost's body.
The aura around the ghost was very weak. Landing in front of the four Small Demons, it transformed into a woman.
"Mr. Huang!"
The four Small Demons were surprised and overjoyed. Wang Xiaomao was especially moved to tears, clutching the woman's hand and wailing, "Wuu wuu wuu, Mr. Huang, I didn't know you were still alive... "
The weakened ghost woman gently patted the heads of the four Small Demons and turned to Xu Yang, "Thank you for saving us, Daoist. If not for you, I would've been trapped inside that monster forever. And if you hadn't killed it, little Mao and the others would be in danger too."
"It's just a simple act, not worth mentioning."
Xu Yang waved his hand and said, "Even though you died, you still care for your students. This alone makes it worth it for me to save you multiple times."
Speaking of which.
He then changed the subject and took out the papers and workbooks he had prepared, "Alright, now that the monster is dead, and your teacher has been saved... it's time I burn these papers and workbooks for you."
"Ding!"
"The ghosts were frightened, Merit Points +1."
"Ding... "
In an instant, the faces of the four Small Demons showed fear once again.
Wang Xiaomao reacted first, trying to dissuade Xu Yang from burning the workbooks, "Thank you, uncle. I appreciate your kindness... but killing the monster and saving our teacher has fulfilled our thirst for revenge. I think... it's time for me to leave."
As he spoke.
His body gradually became illusory.
Within just a few seconds, he disappeared entirely into the void.
At that moment, Xu Yang vaguely sensed a special power descending around him. It was as if an invisible gateway had opened up, leading Wang Xiaomao away.
"Could it be... "
"The legendary Ghost Gate to hell?"
Xu Yang thought to himself, "I killed the fire ghost and saved their teacher, helping them exact revenge. Their obsession has been dissolved, and now they are returning to the underworld?"
"Ding!"
"Congratulations, you've successfully salvaged lost souls. Reward: Merit Points +10."
The other three children followed suit and vanished into thin air.
"Ding!"
"Congratulations, you've successfully salvaged lost souls. Reward: Merit Points +10."
"Ding... "
The body of Mr. Huang began to fade as well. Xu Yang quickly stopped her and asked, "Mr. Huang, what are the names of the other three children?"
Mr. Huang expressed confusion, "Why are you asking, Daoist?"
Xu Yang pointed to the test papers and workbooks in his hand, "Since I've already bought them, it'd be a waste not to use them. Let me write their names on them so I can burn them later... You wouldn't want your students to go below without the ability to study, would you?"
Mr. Huang: "...…"
After giving the names of the remaining three children, she bowed to Xu Yang again. Her figure then gradually became more transparent, finally disappearing into the night sky.
"Ding!"
"Congratulations, you have successfully helped the deceased cross over, earning a reward: 100 merit points."
The system prompt came once again.
"Oh?"
"This Mr. Huang actually provided me with 100 merit points? It seems her level is the same as the fire ghost, otherwise, she couldn't have been unharmed after being swallowed by the fire ghost for so long!"
Xu Yang thought to himself.
He took out a pen and wrote his name on the remaining test papers and exercise books. Then he burned them all before leaving the classroom.
Outside the classroom, Taozi and her cameraman stared blankly at Xu Yang, as if they had turned to stone.
"Mmm..."
At this moment, the assistant who had fainted earlier groaned and woke up from her stupor. She jumped up three feet high from the ground and screamed, "Ghost, there's a ghost! Taozi, run... Help!"
Then, she fainted again.
Taozi and the cameraman hurriedly rushed forward, pinching the Renzhong acupoint and slapping her face, but the girl didn't wake up this time.
"Master!"
Taozi suddenly came to her senses and bowed to Xu Yang, saying, "Master, your divine power is vast; please, save her."
As she dressed scantily for the live stream,
Her bow revealed a big white cleavage in Xu Yang's eyes.
Xu Yang took a deep look and thought to himself, "The moonlight tonight is not that bright... It seems that after entering the third level of the Qi Refining Realm, my eyesight has greatly improved, and I can even see the mole on her right side..."
"This mole is so big and white!"
Thinking this in his heart.
Xu Yang spoke indifferently, "She is simply in shock, and there's no serious harm. Go back and have a good rest, drink some chicken soup for nourishment ... Brother, don't pinch her Renzhong acupoint anymore, you're hurting her."
After stopping the cameraman,
Xu Yang looked at Taozi again and said, "I know that you've been doing supernatural adventure live streaming recently, attracting many fans and earning a lot of money."
"As the saying goes, 'if you walk by the river often, eventually your shoes will get wet.'
"It's time to quit while you're ahead!"
Taozi's legs were still weak, and she said, "Master, you're right... Besides, even if you lend me some courage, I won't dare to do such a live stream anymore... By the way, master, what's your message ID?"
"What for?"
Xu Yang had a guarded expression on his face.
What does this woman want with his message ID?
"To transfer money, didn't we agree on that before? You helped us dress up as a ghost, and we will give you a reward!"
Taozi said.
As for her true intentions, it's hard to know for sure.
Xu Yang didn't really need the one thousand dollars.
He said, "No need for the reward, I have something I want to ask you... Did you live stream at the cemetery in the north of the city on the night of June 18?"
"Do you still have the live stream video?"
...
Meanwhile,
Lingzhou City.
The funeral home.
Wang Wei, draped in mourning clothes, was kneeling in front of the memorial hall for his master.
His master devoted his entire life to martial arts and had hardly any relatives or friends. The large memorial hall was empty, except for his disciple Wang Wei. It was chillingly quiet.
"Are you Wang Wei?"
At that moment, a figure appeared behind Wang Wei.
The man was about fifty years old, slightly hunchbacked. His left leg seemed to have a problem, and he walked with a limp. He coldly said, "What exactly happened?"
"My junior brother is a master in the Daoist realm and practiced the profound Daoist skills of our Lu Shan Sect. How could he suddenly die of an explosion?"
"A mere red-clothed vicious ghost is absolutely incapable of killing a Daoist master remotely!"
"Tell me the whole story. If you dare to lie, I'll make sure you suffer!"