Chapter 84

Chapter 84

Yin Emissary 014 grabbed Yuan Song, who was about to rush out, and hissed, "What are you rushing for? If the family members can make the criminals surrender voluntarily, isn’t it better for us to bag the credit without lifting a finger? You’re supposed to be some hotshot college grad, but you can’t even think flexibly."

"Just stand here, don’t move!"

Yuan Song: "...Sorry, senior."

After all, he’s a seasoned pro—his mindset is on another level.

Lai Yin Chai shot a glance at the two yin emissaries across the way who suddenly stopped moving and almost cursed out loud. Is this the partner Wu Heng found for him?

These two suddenly bailed on him, and Lai Yin Chai didn’t dare to act alone, so he had to force himself to stop, glaring at the two black-robed yin emissaries opposite with furious eyes.

If these two screwed up his case, he would report them to the central underworld!

Yin Emissary 014 couldn’t care less; if conditions allowed, he even wanted to smoke a cigarette.

-

Chen Ying wasn’t entirely clued in on the underworld’s rules, but she figured that harming innocent passengers must be a serious crime. She just wanted her to wake up now!

Sis Eagle fixed Chen Ying with a cold stare, then said, "...You’ve got the wrong ghost, scram!"

Chen Ying excitedly grabbed Sis Eagle’s arms. Perhaps because Wu Heng had her pick seven kinds of herbs, she could actually touch her, but she felt no warmth, only endless cold.

"You have a mole on your left ear and a scar on your right waist from when we fell off our bikes. You love strawberry-flavored cakes, and I dislike you but love snail noodles. Duo Duo, how could I mistake you?"

Sis Eagle suddenly fell into a rage, her messy hair exploded in all directions, and her dry strands looked like ugly centipedes. She shoved her face into Chen Ying’s, who could clearly see the deathly pale face covered in bloodstains, with wrinkles at the corners of her eyes, full of old age.

Sis Eagle sneered eerily, "Are you blind? I’m Zhang Qiang’s deceased wife. Is this the face of a 25-year-old young woman? No, it’s not!"

She then excitedly extended her hands, clawed with the long, crimson nails of a fierce ghost, and shouted, "Look, are these the delicate hands of a city lady? No!"

Her hands were rough and calloused, with scars from cutting pigweed all over the back and fingers.

Sis Eagle lifted her tattered clothes to reveal a filthy, sagging belly that looked like a lump of rotting flesh, and she cackled like a madwoman, letting the bloody tears from her eyes flow down her laughing lips to her belly. She screamed back, "Is this the belly of a young girl who hasn’t given birth?!"

Sis Eagle fell back into her nightmare, she yelled, she went crazy, she hurled a stream of rural curses at Chen Ying, like a monster on the verge of losing its mind.

Her shrieks sent chills through the female ghosts of Ping’an Village, who were also fierce ghosts. Among the passengers, many were scared out of their wits, and countless were directly frightened into unconsciousness.

This was the most vengeful fierce ghost Wu Heng had ever encountered in this world.

"So scary, I was scared stiff even through the screen, this is scarier than a Class A fugitive killer."

"My family knows a bit about metaphysics, my grandpa said a red-clothed fierce ghost could kill a building full of living people, and this kind of ghost queen, cultivated like a gu, could possibly destroy a whole town."

"The girl must’ve gotten it wrong, how could this be her best friend? This is just a mindless fierce ghost, run away."

The fiancé, witnessing this, was nearly scared out of his skin: "Ying Ying, be careful! Dr. Wu, do something—I can’t lose Ying Ying."

The fiancé looked uncertainly at the deranged ghost queen on the black-and-white screen, bearing a resemblance to Nie Wei, whom he hadn’t laid eyes on in five years, but also vastly different. As a fellow university alumnus, the fiancé couldn’t even be sure if this was really Nie Wei?

In his memory, his fiancée’s best friend was a quintessential beauty from the Jiangnan water towns, with a cute straight fringe, a gentle Wu dialect, loved wearing Hanfu and appreciating poetry, was a famous beauty in the Chinese department, and had beautiful calligraphy skills.

After he got together with Chen Ying, Nie Wei even joked that when they got married, she would personally write them a red silk and gold letter wedding certificate.

She was an extremely gentle girl, never speaking harshly to others, always calm and unhurried.

And this fierce ghost in front of her, screaming and swearing, was indistinguishable from a lunatic.

The faint outline made him believe, but reason told him it was impossible.

Wu Heng, visibly touched, said, "The seven herbs I asked to be picked earlier, just feed them to that fierce ghost."

"Feed medicine to a ghost? Huh? It makes sense in theory, but will it actually work?"

"That girl looks so delicate, how can she get a frenzied fierce ghost to take medicine?"

"Dr. Wu, didn’t you say you could go there? Is Ping'an Village not far from Nan Nuo Village? Please hurry over. We, the passengers' families, will pool money to cover your trip."

Wu Heng stared at the live feed, affirming, "It's not yet necessary for me to intervene, and the officials are there."

Physical ailments are easy to cure, but emotional wounds are hard to heal. Sometimes, just resolving inner obsessions can cure evil diseases without medicine.

If things go south, he can quickly get there through the well.

Chen Ying, however, grabbed the wrist of the furious Sis Eagle, and amidst the fierce ghost's stunned gaze, cried and hugged her tightly, "Duo Duo, Ying Ying’s here to take you home."

Back then, just a word from her had sent Nie Wei rushing to board the G4044 train to see her.

Now, she’d cross mountains and seas to bring Nie Wei home.

Nie Wei trembled in Chen Ying’s arms. Though she was strong now—just a bit of yin energy could kill this woman without a trace—she couldn’t move.

Nie Wei didn’t dare hug Chen Ying—she felt too dirty, body and soul, utterly filthy. She looked for a long time without reaching out, just gently leaned her cold forehead on Chen Ying's shoulder, silently crying.

She thought, This is my fate.

She’d be trapped forever in Ping’an Village, nestled in the endless mountains—an invisible cage suffocating her. Yet, someone still came for her.

Nie Wei cried and cursed, just like five years ago when she’d struggled to learn to curse but could only muster harmless words:

'Idiot, fool Chen Ying.'

Now, Ping’an Village, overrun with ghosts, was far more terrifying than before. Yet, she came.

Chen Ying forced a laugh: "Yeah, I’m a fool, you’re an idiot. How else could we’ve been best friends for twenty years? We’re two of a kind."

Chen Ying had always believed that in this world, true friendship is rarer than love.

Love has many layers—love and lust. Friendship, though, needs mutual understanding, a sudden click on the same wavelength.

Human and ghost, they suddenly smiled at each other.

Chen Ying sniffled, pulled seven unfamiliar herbs from her pocket, and handed them to Nie Wei.

Nie Wei glanced at them. A scrawny fierce ghost, seeing this, seemed about to lunge forward. She grabbed the herbs and shoved them into her hollow mouth. The bitter taste exploded in her dull ghostly senses.

After eating, Nie Wei couldn’t help but say, ‘Just like your old hotpot seasoning—indescribable.’

"I can’t believe she just ate them like that? I thought it’d be like feeding medicine to Da Lang."

"It’s normal. I’d never doubt my best friend would hurt me. If she gave it to me, I’d never think she was keeping it for herself."

"Someone who’s never had a friend cries out in envy."

"Dr. Wu, what exactly is this medicine? Will it make this fierce ghost’s soul scatter?"

Wu Heng explained: "We’re not underworld officials. Even the most heinous fierce ghosts—it’s not our place to scatter their souls. These herbs can restore what little reason the fierce ghost has left."

Everything in the world has its natural counterbalance, so this Village of Peace, filled with fierce ghosts, naturally produces herbs that counteract evil spirits. Ghosts and demons become fierce ghosts through resentment, which consumes their rationality and causes them great pain. This serves as the remedy.

It was almost visible how the malevolence on Nie Wei's body significantly dissipated, and her emotions were brought under control.

Chen Ying strode towards Wu Su, who was holding a phone used for live-streaming, thanked him, and took her suitcase. She opened it, revealing its contents.

"This is a new down jacket for Duo Duo, the latest seasonal style. I knew you'd love it the moment I saw it."

"These are the poems you love. I got a set of the deluxe edition."

"This hairband I saw while shopping, I bought a pair, and this is the other one."

Everything in the suitcase was prepared for Nie Wei.

Chen Ying then picked up a wooden comb from the suitcase, took Nie Wei's trembling hand, and sat her down on a large rock. Gently stroking the dry and messy hair, she softly said, "I'll fetch some well water to wash your hair, and then I'll comb it for you."

Nie Wei sat there, her expression somewhat vacant. After giving birth to a child in the Village of Peace, her husband Zhang Qiang had said that since she had a child, why still act so fragile? She wasn't a child anymore.

Yet, there were still people who treated her like a child.

'Sis Eagle, some of the passengers seem out of place. Should we start serving the meal first?' The thin and shrewd female ghost floated over and reported.

The moment the female ghost finished speaking, someone immediately shouted with a strong voice, "Evacuate all passengers immediately!"

Among the passengers, dozens of righteous police officers suddenly stood up from the ground, their weapons all adorned with bright talismans.

Wu Heng smiled as he watched the plainclothes police officers' positions. Clearly, there was a Master Liu among them who understood the ways of the Tao. The police officers' positions formed a meticulously arranged formation, ensuring the safety of the passengers within the array.

While they couldn't handle the fierce ghosts, once dawn arrived, these ghosts would become much more subdued.

The leading police officer's stance was also very firm; they were only responsible for safely bringing the passengers back. These fierce ghosts fell outside the jurisdiction of the earthly police, and everyone had their own duties.

The other female fierce ghosts raised their eyebrows, extending their claws as if to do something, but Sis Eagle looked up with a cold and stern glance, and all the ghosts immediately calmed down.

The police officers were wary of these women, who might be the weakest in the mortal world but now, as female fierce ghosts, every move they made was surprisingly cautious, afraid of attracting hostility.

Now, most police stations have added a department called "Special Affairs Division," where officers are selected based on their astrological strength and courage, screened layer by layer, and then assigned to the new department.

Many police officers are handling cases involving supernatural entities for the first time, with no experience and relying solely on instinct to complete the tasks assigned to them, protecting the people's lives and property, even at the cost of their own lives.

The passengers, disoriented and with barely any rationality left, instinctively hid within the formation formed by the police.

The short but exceptionally shrewd female fierce ghost standing beside Sis Eagle suddenly shouted, 'These mortal cops are not passengers of G4044; they sneaked in midway!'

"Damn, no wonder Dr. Wu said there were official people here. I thought he meant undercover yin emissaries."

"I knew the authorities would take action; they couldn't possibly watch a train with thousands of people face such a big case."

"The police who dared to come must have signed a contract risking their lives. This is a village of fierce ghosts; a single misstep could mean death, and even after death, they might be eaten as snacks."

"Wuwuwuwu, I knew the authorities wouldn't really abandon the passengers. They must have taken action immediately upon receiving the news. If they couldn't board the train by force, they would wait at the destination in advance!"

"Duo Duo, stay clear-headed, don't do anything foolish. These passengers and police are innocent. Retribution has its owner." Chen Ying suddenly grabbed Nie Wei's wrist and said anxiously.

Nie Wei lowered her head and whispered, 'Ying Ying, you don't understand. I've committed many crimes; the underworld won't spare me.'

This is also the thought of many serial killers; since killing one would lead to execution, why not kill more? It's all the same death.

'This world operates on the principle of survival of the fittest. When I was weak, they humiliated me, stripped me, beat me, and raped me. Only when I am stronger than them will they kneel and beg for mercy!'

Wu Heng said, "If you don't harm these innocent passengers, the underworld's judgment might be lenient."

Nie Wei's crimson eyes flickered briefly.

Wu Heng looked towards the yin emissaries already moving under the command of Emissary Zero One Four, and continued to explain gently, "Although the underworld has its laws, it is more primitive, focused on karma and retribution—an eye for an eye. You led a group of abducted and murdered female ghosts to retaliate against the entire village, which is a form of karmic retribution. Although your actions were extreme, Yanjun will take this into consideration, and after a few more years of reform, you can join the reincarnation queue."

Wu Heng's voice turned colder, "But if you harm these innocent passengers, not even the eighteenth layer of hell will suffice; you'll need a hundred and eighty."

At that moment, several piercing ghostly screams echoed.

Yuan Song emerged from the house, holding a lantern in one hand and a soul-catching chain with several mutilated ghosts in the other.

"Great Lord, save us! These women have gone mad and turned into ghosts. They killed us and devoured our souls. Many villagers can't reincarnate; their souls have been scattered by them."

The passengers present kept their heads bowed, not daring to look up.

Because... those were no longer complete souls. Half a body with half a head, as if torn apart by a mad dog, barely recognizable as the man he once was.

Zhang Qiang stared in disbelief at the fierce ghost, who had washed and combed her hair, looking just like the day he found her.

Zhang Qiang had never seen such a beautiful woman in his life, like a celestial being descended from heaven.

Five years ago, the G4044 train derailed in a catastrophic accident, with multiple carriages thrown off the tracks, the scene engulfed in flames. Zhang Qiang, suppressing his fear, approached with a basket to take a look.

A beautiful girl in a white fur coat and white boots stumbled towards him, pleading for help. She explained she’d been thrown from the train, miraculously escaping with only minor injuries, but her phone was lost. She hoped for assistance and promised a generous reward in return.

This was the wife the heavens had sent him!

But this woman wanted to escape, even after giving birth, she was restless, even rallying the skinny but cunning wife of neighbor Er Gou to lead an escape.

He applied a bit too much force, and the woman died from his blows. Fortunately, this wasn't uncommon in the village. Zhang Qiang, suppressing his fear, buried her, thinking it was over.

After all, he’d had his way with her, and she’d borne him a child to continue his lineage.

However, on that New Year's Eve, it turned into a nightmare for nearly the entire village, as fierce ghosts came to claim lives.

"This woman has no humanity left; she even killed her own child," Zhang Qiang, seeing the yin emissaries present, one of whom was recording everything, frantically accused her, desperate to list every crime.

The skinny fierce ghost retorted sharply, "Lies! You were terrified of Sis Eagle’s revenge and in your panic, you picked up the child to threaten her, but you dropped and killed the child yourself."

The fierce ghost’s menacing aura made Zhang Qiang shrink back, but he still said, "If she didn't want to kill me, why would I use the child to threaten her?"

"...Seriously? You can violate others but can’t handle retaliation?"

"Call me extreme, but I’d slaughter the village too. If there was even one decent person in the village, it wouldn't have been slaughtered."

"She escaped the train for help, not to become your wife."

"Sis Eagle, it's our mealtime, let’s feast on half of this beast’s head!" the skinny fierce ghost shouted with a fierce glint in her eyes.

"Mealtime! Mealtime! We want to eat!"

The other fierce ghosts, mouths watering, shouted in unison.

They were truly hungry. Once a ghost tastes flesh, they crave to devour more souls to nourish themselves.

Upon hearing "mealtime," the passengers wished they could hide their heads.

If these ghosts were eaten, they wouldn’t come after us.

Lai Yin Chai kicked the half-head and stepped on Zhang Qiang, angrily shouting, 'Who dares to steal my credit? Go eat something else.'

The leading police officer's expression slightly changed as he stared at the blurry figure of Lai Yin Chai, whose face was unclear but the outline was visible. He followed Lai Yin Chai's words in a friendly manner, "Officer, although we are from different jurisdictions, our jobs are similar. Please don't harm our 'quota' either."

Yin emissary 014 immediately whispered to Yuan Song, 'Don't copy his miserly ways.'

"Dr. Wu, they are hungry. Do you have a solution?" Chen Ying couldn't help but look at the camera and ask Wu Heng.

Wu Heng's mouth twitched slightly as he said, "I have tonic recipes here, whatever is missing, we can supplement it. It's suitable for both the living and the spirits."

If the fierce ghosts aren't fed, they're likely to act out. Let's feed them first.

Wu Heng posted the tonic recipes, knowing that Ping'an Village had no meat available, so they were all vegetarian.

"Thank you, Dr. Wu. We'll use your tonic recipes and search for these ingredients around here." The leading police officer took out a prepared flashlight and said repeatedly.

The small fierce ghost pouted, 'Don't doctors usually give bitter medicine? Can tonic food really taste as good as ghost meat? Hey hey hey... I've got a big pot at home, clean, never used to cook that good-for-nothing man of mine.'

A few burly passengers, upon hearing this, rubbed their hands together and went to Er Gou's house to move the big iron pot out.

Because there were many people, they took cues from the other female ghosts to move clean big pots from other houses.

The passengers knew escape was impossible with the ghosts around, and rashly running away would anger the fierce ghosts, thus messing up the setup by the police and Dr. Wu. They also kept a distance from the fierce ghost women and went to help gather firewood.

Some foraged for wild vegetables and fruits, some set up the big pot to boil water and add firewood, busily and happily.

"So, we're just boiling tonic food like this? Feels more like a picnic!"

"LOL, my brother, the foodie, is hogging the spoon as usual."

"Even in black and white, it looks pretty tasty. If ghosts and the living can eat it, why not me?"

"Hmm... why does this scene of people and ghosts sharing a pot look so eerie?"

'Ying Ying, come here.' Nie Wei had regained much of her awareness, her voice hoarse and not as soft as before. She floated towards her home, subtly gesturing to Nie Wei.

Her fiancé was startled upon seeing this.

But Chen Ying didn't think twice and followed Nie Wei into the house.

The crumbling adobe house was in even worse disarray, with a large wooden bed inside, faintly visible rusty chains, and a black-and-white TV and fan from the last century in the living room.

Chen Ying's tears immediately welled up, she couldn't imagine how Duo Duo had lived. Perhaps a life worse than death was like this.

Nie Wei mysteriously floated into the main room and soon came out with a bucket of braised beef noodles, happily saying, 'Ying Ying, these are the instant noodles Zhang Qiang bought the night he died, still good.'

Then she whispered in a low voice, 'I'll quietly make it for you; don't let those hungry ghosts see, or they'll take it. Their men never let them eat enough before, fearing they would run away, and now they stuff anything they see into their mouths.'

This was the only thing Nie Wei could offer her now.

Chen Ying hugged Nie Wei and cried incoherently, "Duo Duo... silly Duo Duo..."

That night, Chen Ying ate a bowl of hot instant noodles, made by her best friend whom she had missed for five years.

"The tonic food is ready, everyone come and eat it." A passenger with cooking experience shouted.

The passengers and ghosts naturally formed separate lines, each taking a small bowl.

'Is this thing really delicious?' Many fierce ghosts doubted.

The living folks, though, didn’t give it much thought; a steaming bowl of food on a chilly winter night was absolutely divine.

A bunch of fierce ghosts, who’d never had their fill before, carefully licked the bowl, their bloodshot eyes gleaming with excitement. 'It’s delicious!'

Right away, they dug in without hesitation, holding the bowls and devouring the contents. 'Who came up with this? It’s so good!'

Wu Heng looked on as humans and ghosts alike were chowing down, and even he started feeling a little peckish in the night.

"Wanna try some?"

He was handed a piece of peeled sweet pomelo. Wu Heng glanced to see it was Shi Xuan, who had somehow peeled the pomelo without him noticing. He bent down to take a bite.

Wu Su, who was wolfing down the medicinal meal, suddenly snapped his head up. "Huh? Whose voice was that?"

It seemed like he had just heard a familiar voice.

"No way, I thought tonight was gonna be intense, but here I am, watching the fierce ghost sisters do a food show??"

"It’s so sad—this might be the best meal they’ve had since they got to this village."

"Once you’re full, please, please don’t eat my dad or grandpa."

"I bet Dr. Wu’s medicinal meal’s gonna blow up tomorrow. He could team up with restaurants and cash in big time."

'So full...' A few of the fierce ghost sisters rubbed their full bellies, their lifeless faces twisted into satisfied, creepy grins.

They were human once, after all, and their residual rationality made them feel that devouring ghosts was quite disgusting, especially the ghosts of those people.

But eating the medicinal meal didn’t carry any psychological burden.

Some passengers, now full and feeling brave, piped up, "Look, we told you before—you shouldn’t snatch us living folks to eat. You could catch some nasty disease, and you’ll be judged by the underworld. Why bother?"

The scrawny fierce ghost licked the bowl clean, happily taking the last spoonful of soup from the chef passenger. She grumbled, 'What are you talking about? You came here yourselves!'

'Yeah, you’re the ones who barged into our village out of nowhere. Not eating the free meal right in front of you—that’s just dumb, right?' Another fierce ghost sister with a bloodied mouth also complained.

A passenger couldn’t help but say, "No way, you’re the ones who tricked us into coming here! When we arrived, every household in your village had smoke rising from the chimneys. Weren’t you just waiting for us ingredients to come and start your feast?"

'Nonsense, slander!'

Nie Wei sat beside Chen Ying, sharing the half bowl of instant noodles that Chen Ying insisted on giving her, and said, 'That time was our village’s fierce ghosts’ breakfast time, not prepared for you living people.'

Originally, they planned to devour the remaining villagers’ ghosts, but who knew a group of passengers would inexplicably run in.

After breakfast, it would soon be dawn, and they would hide in their homes, just like humans need to sleep not long after dinner. Their routines are just different.

The group of passengers and netizens were all confused.

Huh? What does that mean?

Wu Heng said, "Ping’an Village has raised a female ghost king, and some are freely sending living people over to nourish the red-clothed fierce ghosts."

The more living people she devours, the more Nie Wei’s residual rationality will disappear, completely becoming a ghost king who harms the area without any weaknesses.

Who can deal with such a fierce ghost?

"This is terrifying to think about, so these fierce ghost sisters just wanted to take revenge on the villagers who hurt them, and these passengers were just herded here like ducks?"

"I remember Su Chenyu, and the merchant behind selling the soul-exchange bell to Xie Zhi. What are these people trying to do?"

"Things are heating up. In the past, they at least did things in the shadows, but this time they're openly supplying 'provisions' to the fierce ghost sisters. It's all out in the open now. Well, I'm going to get vaccinated tomorrow."

"I predict that next month, the underworld will be unleashed, and evil spirits will be everywhere."

"Man, that’s grim. I hope not. I haven’t even stocked up on ginger slices yet."

The police looked grim, they had more information than the average person. Supernatural events have been sporadic over the years.

However, as this year progressed, it’s almost reached a tipping point, making it impossible to hide from the public.

One officer sighed helplessly, "Everyone, go home and burn some incense for protection."

'What the hell! Why hurt us? Haven’t we suffered enough?' one of the fierce ghost aunts grumbled upon hearing this.

Dr. Wu sighed softly, his expression troubled. In peaceful times, it might not be obvious, but in moments like these, the darker side of human nature becomes more evident. Some people won't feel pity just because you're pitiful; they'll only increase their oppression.

"So... since it’s just a misunderstanding, can you let us go?" a passenger cautiously glanced at the overcast sky, "It’s almost dawn; we need to leave."

The group of fierce ghosts looked at each other, then turned their gaze to Nie Wei, 'Sis Eagle, what’s the call?'

Nie Wei scanned the countless passengers and coldly said, 'No way.'

At her words, everyone's hearts tightened. Were they about to pull something major?

Nie Wei continued, 'The village is filled with our resentment. Your yang energy is too weak now; it’s easy to get lost and die here if you’re not careful.'

Nie Wei gently pursed her lips and said, 'We’ll escort you to the train.'

"Now I get why that girl came all this way. She’s definitely worth it."

"When she’s in her right mind, she’s quite sensible. No wonder she's the leader of these fierce ghosts."

"When it’s daylight, shouldn’t the police investigate Peace Village thoroughly, at least to find their remains and bring closure?"

Nie Wei stood up and floated ahead, saying, 'Let’s move.'

The passengers instinctively glanced at the live broadcast camera, seeking reassurance. Dr. Wu nodded, "Follow these fierce ghosts closely."

Since Dr. Wu said so, the passengers quickly followed.

Nie Wei and Chen Ying led the group, with fierce ghosts occasionally checking for stragglers.

Nie Wei and Chen Ying held hands, walking through the weeds as if they were on a trip, heading towards the G4044 train.

Though no train ever stopped for her in life, she could now see someone boarding that train, escaping her nightmare, fulfilling her long-held wish.

-

"Open the door, quick! We’re back." Chen Ying knocked on the train door, accompanied by Wu Su, who was sneakily holding a phone, and a group of passengers.

The remaining passengers hiding inside the train wiped the windows and looked out.

They saw the girl who had last gotten off the train, the middle-aged man who loved playing games and seemed to be Dr. Wu's father, and some familiar faces.

"Why haven’t you opened the door? Hurry up, it’s freezing out here." Chen Ying rubbed her hands and shouted through a yawn.

Wu Su nodded and urged, "We've brought a large group of passengers out. Please open the door."

The passengers hesitated, remembering Dr. Wu's instruction not to open the door once it was closed. But this was Dr. Wu's father.

The girl who had played games with Wu Su couldn't help but tentatively ask, "Dr. Wu, how many heroes are there in King of Glory? Just curious."

Wu Su raised his chin with great certainty and said, "132."

The girl immediately jumped up and shouted at the burly men guarding the door, "Don't open it! It's a ghost!"

"The underworld version of King of Glory only has 104 heroes. Dr. Wu may be mediocre, but he’s sharp."

The "Wu Su" outside the train: "..."

Damn, did I just get tricked?

Instantly, the group of passengers surged forward, their deathly pale, blood-streaked faces pressing tightly against the glass windows, their bulging eyes nearly popping out from the pressure, and their terrifyingly long tongues sticking out.

Screams broke out inside the train car as the burly men desperately held the door shut. Parents quickly pulled their kids close, shielding their heads, while others hurriedly drew the curtains.

A disabled old woman hobbled over, holding a bowl of cold ginger water, and threw it at the windows.

"When will it be dawn? When will this nightmare end?" a passenger cried in fear, tears streaming down their cheeks, but they dared not sob aloud, afraid it would weaken their yang energy even more.

Suddenly, piercing, agonizing ghostly screams came from outside the train, leaving the passengers in the dark about what was going on.

One of the burly men, thinking it was better to know the situation, gingerly peeked through a corner of the window curtain and was immediately stunned by the scene outside.

Countless ghosts and demons were floating around, and plain-looking but fierce ghosts were swooping in, pummeling the other ghosts, making them howl in agony.

Though these ghosts were fierce, they were no match for the female fierce ghosts who had devoured other spirits.

Nie Wei, shedding her earlier gentleness with Chen Ying, snapped orders: "Capture them all and throw them to the yin emissaries!"

With their leader's command, the fierce ghost sisters went all out, quickly rounding up the whole pack of ghosts.

Seeing that only living people remained outside, they seemed to want more.

"Hahaha, good, good, send them this way, send them this way! Big sister, I'll remember you. This’ll count as making up for your past. When we get to the underworld, I'll put in a good word for you," Lai Yin Chai, holding a lantern, was overjoyed.

For every ghost he caught, he swiftly scooped it up. He thought about applying for a special ghost-catching net next time.

Yuan Song was no exception. The two yin emissaries, one on the left and one on the right, were frantically scooping up ghosts like they were netting fish.

The ghosts, still confused, struggled as they were scooped into the lanterns.

Zero One Four watched, clicking his tongue in amazement, completely dumbfounded by these two rookies.

The passengers who had run out were dumbfounded, never expecting they would one day be protected by fierce ghosts.

"Man, these fierce ghost sisters are total badasses. With just one claw, they tore huge gashes in those ghosts."

"I take back what I said about wanting them to be annihilated. Thank you for saving my dad's life."

"Even after suffering so horribly in death, they still helped unrelated people escape. Even after being used and nearly framed, they still saved them. Sigh."

"Once the police investigate Ping'an Village, let’s get together and honor them. They didn't deserve such a fate."

Nie Wei looked at Chen Ying and said, "I'll send you back to the train. The police will handle the rest."

Chen Ying kept shaking her head. All the other passengers could go back immediately, but not her.

Seeing her refusal, Nie Wei suddenly changed the subject and asked, "Yingying, how did you know I was here?"

Chen Ying sniffled and immediately replied, "I connected with Dr. Wu from Chengde Medical Hall, and he guided me here."

"Chengde Medical Hall, doctor?" Nie Wei looked at Chen Ying, somewhat curious. "Is he an obstetrician?"

Chen Ying didn't quite understand the meaning of the question, but Nie Wei turned to the camera. "Dr. Wu, hello. Yingying has been busy for me all night and is exhausted. Could you prescribe her some prenatal medicine?"

So, for the baby’s sake, go back.

Chen Ying was instantly stunned, and her fiancé was equally shocked in front of the camera.

Her fiancé's hands trembled as he typed: "??? What does this mean? Is Yingying pregnant? Am I going to be a father? Was Duo Duo telling the truth? How could she tell? She's not a medical student. Am I going to be a dad?"

Wu Heng nodded. "The fetus knows that the mother is very happy to see her friend now. A strong pregnancy won’t miscarry so easily, but I can prescribe some prenatal medicine after dawn."

"Pregnant? Congratulations, buddy! No wonder Chengde Medical Hall was able to link up with this young lady, she's pregnant."

"Congrats to both of you!"

"Checked out the guy’s profile, looks like they're preparing for marriage, this is a double blessing."

"I'm pregnant..." Chen Ying couldn't help but touch her flat belly.

How wonderful, the child in her belly also saw the godmother she had promised.

Chen Ying looked at Nie Wei but felt it was cruel to Duo Duo. She now had a stable job, no major burdens, was about to marry her fiancé, and had a crystallization of love.

But Duo Duo had nothing but painful chains in life.

All the beautiful things in the past were shattered by sudden changes and could never be pieced together again.

So she hadn’t told Nie Wei about her current life until now, it was too cruel to Duo Duo.

"Silly, as long as you’re happy, that’s the best news I’ve heard today."

Even though her life was in ruins, she was still extremely happy for the beauty Chen Ying deserved.

Chen Ying stopped and solemnly told Nie Wei, "Duo Duo, I'm getting married soon. Welcome back as my bridesmaid."

Nie Wei covered her eyes filled with tears, murmuring, "Fool."

Not worried about her bad luck.

"Um..." a thin fierce ghost approached from behind, hesitating to speak.

Nie Wei wiped the blood and tears from the corner of her eyes, trying to smile as she introduced her to Chen Ying, "Yingying, her name is Ling Shanshan, a friend I made here, and a trusted right-hand."

Fierce ghosts are ranked not by age, but by ghost power. Nie Wei's immense resentment after death gave her strong ghost power, so she naturally became the leader of the fierce ghosts.

This thin ghost named Ling Shanshan was despised by the neighbor Er Gou when she was abducted because she was too thin and had a small butt, which didn't look like she could bear sons. But Ling Shanshan was exceptionally smart, like Nie Wei, she also graduated from a prestigious university, and could understand any idea instantly.

So Ling Shanshan naturally became Nie Wei's strategist.

Nie Wei saw her hesitating, which was the worst part of being a strategist, always hesitating, she couldn't help but say, "What exactly do you want to ask?"

The strategist finally asked, "Sis Eagle, why does she always call you Duo Duo? Didn't you say Sis Eagle is your real name?"