Chapter 414: Chapter 378: The Source of Faith
Sang Que’s casual push left Qin Zhixian and others outside the glass room stunned. They all thought Sang Que would perform some ritual like a Daoist, reciting a few spells, making hand formulas, and setting up an array with vermillion or talisman paper.
The researchers under Qin Zhixian were ready with pen, paper, and camera to record the process for future papers. But it turned out to be so simple and crude? This isn’t scientific!
Through specially-made glasses, everyone saw that the ghost of the deliveryman was pushed into Jia Liang’s body, and Jia Liang immediately showed some wounds, bleeding from seven orifices, just like the deceased deliveryman.
Jia Liang trembled all over, clutching his head in pain, the strong resentment from the deliveryman’s ghost causing him overwhelming negative emotions. He gritted his teeth, kneeling on the ground.
Sang Que didn’t specifically suppress the deliveryman’s ghost for him; instead, she used her assembling ability to fuse the ghost and Jia Liang into one. The ghost couldn’t leave Jia Liang’s body and would start to take over.
At this moment, Jia Liang had to rely on his own willpower. As long as he could maintain sanity amidst the ghost’s intense corrosion, the ghost would gradually calm down.
This is like how evil spirits fear wicked people.
"It’s your turn."
Zheng Wujun, watching Jia Liang’s changes, heard Sang Que suddenly say beside him.
Zheng Wujun swallowed, his entire body tense and ready.
Sang Que had noticed one very suitable for Zheng Wujun. Most of the evil spirits Qin Zhixian brought this time were at the Second Layer. Although the deliveryman’s ghost held strong resentment, the introduction said he wasn’t particularly murderous, often causing illness rather than death, giving people enough time to solve the issues.
The one she chose for Zheng Wujun was a firefighter trapped and burned in a fire, holding a fire axe with a lingering obsession to save. He had appeared at various fire scenes, saving some people.
Just like before, Sang Que captured the ghost with bare hands and pushed it into Zheng Wujun’s body. Zheng Wujun felt the intense pain of being burned by flames, also kneeling, enduring with gritted teeth.
Sang Que stepped aside, pulled up a chair to sit and wait quietly in case she needed to help if they couldn’t suppress the ghosts themselves.
Everyone outside focused intently on the two, and after perhaps half an hour, Jia Liang’s tense body suddenly relaxed, collapsing on the ground, drenched in sweat and gasping heavily.
Zhuo Wenli and her two doctors, judging by Jia Liang’s complexion and breathing, felt his situation was dire.
Yet Sang Que sat inside stably, so they couldn’t intervene and had to continue watching.
Nearby, Zheng Wujun was already soaked in sweat, still battling the ghost within him. Sang Que frowned, finding it peculiar. By logic, Zheng Wujun’s ghost should be easier to suppress, being more focused on saving lives than taking them.
Yet, Jia Liang was the one who first suppressed his ghost. How was this possible?
Sang Que went to check on Jia Liang’s status, finding the ghost inside him had quieted, remarkably docile!
"Do you still remember who you are?" Sang Que asked.
Jia Liang breathed heavily to calm himself, slowly steadying and standing by the glass wall, his posture straight like a soldier, loudly reporting his name and troop.
It seemed absolutely fine. Sang Que then inquired about some detailed feelings.
Controlling ghosts inevitably involves the Nine Nether Level and incense issues, concepts unfamiliar to people in modern times.
After asking Jia Liang, Sang Que found he felt a strong sense of falling when resisting the deliveryman’s ghost, describing darkness all around, with no steps or bizarre things, unlike the Nine Nether of the Deceit Dynasty.
The Deceit Dynasty’s Nine Nether spans nine layers with different ’landscapes’ on each one.
Jia Liang said the falling sensation terrified him, fearing to lose himself, so he kept chanting his name and troop number in his heart. Then, a warm flow arose in his heart, forming a golden cord extending upward, suspending him in the dark mist, ceasing his descent.
Sang Que nodded, telling Jia Liang, "The cord you described should be the Heart Lamp, as recorded in Wushi’s ancient texts. This Heart Lamp relates to belief, much like people worshipping in temples; a strong Heart Lamp deters the ghost from backlash, allowing for control. Additionally, you could learn more about the ghost, appropriately mimicking its character and behavior, making it believe it’s the body’s master. This lessens or eliminates any backlash when using its power."
Jia Liang silently noted this down. "Thank you."
Sang Que couldn’t see Jia Liang’s Heart Lamp, but from his description, she sensed its strength, likely beyond the Second Layer, possibly reaching the Third or even Fourth Layer. With Sang Que’s guidance, Jia Liang entered a visualization state, able to choose to go deeper, attesting to this.
Jia Liang wasn’t particularly famous in the troop, and given Huaxia’s national circumstances, they wouldn’t specifically promote Jia Liang as a star.
Then, what was the source of Jia Liang’s Heart Lamp’s power?
As Sang Que pondered, a problem arose with Zheng Wujun; the firefighter ghost almost escaped from his body, unable to be suppressed despite Sang Que’s merging power keeping the ghost within.
Sang Que promptly released Ghost Realm power, using a red string to bind the ghost, forcing it back into Zheng Wujun, yet attempts failed as he couldn’t suppress it.
Zheng Wujun’s skin bore large burn marks, and he cried out, unable to endure further. Seeing this, Sang Que had to use dismemberment power to separate the ghost from him.
Once the ghost left Zheng Wujun’s body, he passed out.
Sang Que quickly opened the glass room door, calling Professor Zhuo and others to rescue him.
Zheng Wujun was carried out for emergency treatment, suffering extensive burns, pain-induced shock.
Sang Que couldn’t understand the failure, asking Qin Zhixian about Zheng Wujun’s assessment scores. Qin Zhixian reported Zheng Wujun topped various willpower assessments, stronger than Jia Liang.
Having worked with Zheng Wujun twice, Sang Que too considered him very resolute, not expected to fail.
But the failure was real, indicating the issue lay with the Heart Lamp, over which Sang Que had no control.
The difference between Zheng Wujun and Jia Liang was...
Zheng Wujun belonged to the Zheng Family, an ordinary person, while Jia Liang was from the troop.
In a flash of insight, Sang Que realized Jia Liang’s Heart Lamp drew from the faith Huaxia’s people had in the nation, enabling him to easily suppress the deliveryman’s ghost.
In Huaxia, no matter what disaster or difficulty arises, people trust that seeing an emerald green hue means salvation is near, quelling fear and terror.
Huaxia people innately trust that shade of green more devoutly than any deity.
So even alone, Jia Liang could draw belief power from this communal imprint on him.
This is akin to the Evil Suppression Bureau, with the Deceit Dynasty’s civilians believing in the Bureau. The Bureau gathers all the incense, with its Day Travel and Night Travel sharing the incense, transforming it into their power.
A glint sparkled in Sang Que’s eyes, her excitement rising. Could she too become part of this group like Jia Liang?
Thus, by continuously making significant contributions within this group and attaining higher levels in it, she could amass more incense.
After all, Huaxia boasts a population of fourteen billion!
