Thriller Night Talk

Chapter 29，Part 2: It’s actually not that bad!

Translator-Rhapsodite

Editor-PerpetualMreow, Proofreader-Ghostie

Bei Quan’s tone was calm, but his spirit and mind felt as strained as a bowstring pulled taut.

He was several steps away from Mo Yuqing, who was kneeling. The smile on his face dimmed as he stared at the ‘Yan Shuangshuang’ embracing the girl’s shoulder.

The Hui Gui returned his gaze. Its pupils were as deep and black as a bottomless ocean.

It was a silent confrontation between one person and one ghost.

‘Yan Shuangshuang’s’ left hand slightly moved, seemingly more attuned to upward movement.

Bei Quan took a step sideways and squared himself in front of Wei Fuyuan like a shield.

Even for someone quite bold and fearless of death like Bei Quan, one would have to admit that they had encountered a tough situation this time.

Even though it was a Hui Gui, the cultivation of this Hui Gui was not to be underestimated.

If the “Executioner” they met last week was scum with a combat effectiveness of about 10 who even Wei Fuyuan, an ordinary man who hadn’t even opened his Yin and Yang eyes, could compete against with a pair of fists, then the ‘Yan Shuangshuang’ he faced this time had a combat effectiveness of at least 5000.

‘Yan Shuangshuang’ didn’t know how many negative human emotions it had absorbed, but it’s Taoist practice was quite profound. The strong black Qi faintly glowed with a purple light all over his body.

Bei Quan could sense the resentment and Yin Qi that radiated off of it just by gazing at it—— it was like an invisible pressure that wanted to crush his spine under its sheer weight.

—— It’s really troublesome this time.

Bei Quan thought in his heart.

‘Yan Shuangshuang’ was a rare and ferocious ghost, even among the Hui Guis.

Since he took over the [Thriller Night Talk], he had met his fair share of opponents, but this one’s cultivation had to, at least, be in the top two.

Bei Quan estimated that with his strength, he should just barely be able to compete with the opponent.

If his partner was a practitioner who had received orthodox training since childhood, he could have assisted him by protecting him while he was vulnerable. However, at this time, he only had Young Master Wei, who didn’t even have an inkling of knowledge about anything like that.

Bei Quan quickly assessed the situation in his mind.

From the corner of his eye, he glanced at the foolish Wei Fuyuan beside him.

——If I have to fight, I have to get rid of this boy.

Bei Quan thought.

——If something happens to this boy here, Zhu Ling wouldn’t hesitate to kill me on the spot.

But if he was the only one, even if he fought with everything he had, how would he seal it into the Lost God Banner alone?

Bei Quan’s original magical weapon was called the Qingguang Vientiane Brush.

While using it, one needs to use their own blood as a medium to draw the various talismans into the void, then inject their true vitality to activate the spell.

The talisman that sealed the Hui Gui into the Lost God Banner, however, was very complex. Bei Quan couldn’t move when drawing the talisman because a single mistake would be deadly. But if he couldn’t move, for a Hui Gui with incomparable strength, it was undoubtedly the best time for the enemy to attack and kill its opponent in a single blow.

What’s more, the Qingguang Vientiane Pen was quite difficult to use. The more powerful the talisman, the more profound the caster’s magic had to be.

With Bei Quan’s current ability, facing a ghost with cultivation like ‘Yan Shuangshuang’s’, he’d likely not get a second chance, if he failed to seal it in one attempt.

So Bei Quan needed an assistant or a partner.

He used to work with others when dealing with Hui Gui before.

Unfortunately, every partner of his failed to last long, and he would have no choice but to face a formidable opponent on his own.

——He didn’t want Wei Fuyuan to end up the same, so he couldn’t let him get involved!

Bei Quan made up his mind. He would send away Young Master Wei first, and then try to find a way to deal with ‘Yan Shuangshuang’.

——If there’s really no choice, he would just have to go all out.

At this time, ‘Yan Shuangshuang’ loosened the arm around Mo Yuqing’s neck and stood up under Bei Quan’s weary gaze.

It did not get into any attack position. It only gently put its hand on adazed Mo Yuqing’s shoulder.

Then it spoke.

‘Yan Shuangshuang’s’ voice was as sweet and gentle as Mo Yuqing had described it, with a soft, coquettish, nasal tone.

But its words surprised Bei Quan.

“I won’t run away.” After a pause, it added, “I won’t attack or resist. You can rest assured.”

Bei Quan dared not relax his vigilance.

He was still standing in front of Wei Fuyuan.

“What do you want?”

‘Yan Shuangshuang’ smiled, “You’re from the secret realm, aren’t you?”

This was a Hui Gui, who had crossed the threshold into half immortality. This Hui Gui could utterly destroy any “Executors” who depended solely on a primal hunting instinct.

“I know what you’re going to do.” It said, “I will allow you to seal me back into the Lost God Banner, but I have one request.”

It smiled and tightened its hands around Mo Yuqing’s shoulders, “I want her to go in with me.”

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Mo Yuqing had been dead for a long time. It was reasonable to say that her soul turned into an earthbound spirit and would no longer feel pain.

But when ‘Yan Shuangshuang’ pinched her shoulder, Mo Yuqing trembled as if she was in pain. She raised her head, widened her eyes and stared at the delicate beauty formed by her own imagination.

She did not understand what ‘Yan Shuangshuang’ was saying but intuitively felt uneasy and at a loss.

“She has been possessed by me for a long time. In the past, she has taken a human being’s life. Her hands are covered in blood, and she carries deep karma and resentment.”

The ghost tightly grasped Mo Yuqing’s shoulder and said to Bei Quan.

“Even after transcendence, she will not be able to enter reincarnation again. She will either suffer in hell or reincarnate as an animal—— never to be a human being again.”

It smiled slightly. “Then she might as well come with me. Stay with me in nothingness… I don’t know if there will be another chance some day in the future.”

Bei Quan knew that ‘Yan Shuangshuang’ was telling the truth.

Mo Yuqing’s cause and effect had been too deeply involved. Even if she gave her soul to the eminent monk to help her, she would never be able to completely clear her karma.

And, the Lost God Banner was a magical weapon used to seal the soul. If even a ghost could be sealed, then it wouldn’t matter if a little human soul was also sealed; it’d be no different from adding a single grain of rice into a giant rice jar.

But, Bei Quan was curious as to why this Hui Gui didn’t hesitate to exchange itself for Mo Yuqing, but instead chose to take Mo Yuqing with it.

He shrugged at ‘Yan Shuangshuang’ and pointed at Mo Yuqing.

“Why don’t you ask her if she wants to?”

When Hui Gui heard this, it bent down and approached Mo Yuqing. A strand of stray hair on the temple gently brushed the other’s cheek.

“Will you come with me?”

Mo Yuqing looked at it confused.

As an earthbound spirit, who had just learned that she was dead, she didn’t know where to go.

She vaguely felt that if she followed ‘Yan Shuangshuang’, she would embark on a road completely different from everything she had known in the past, and she wondered if she would regret it.

But at the same time, Mo Yuqing knew that she was sinful and was more afraid of falling into hell.

And…

Her fingers curled up and loosened unconsciously, her lips trembled and she squeezed out a wailing cry, “I, I’m afraid…”

She raised her hand and grasped ‘Yan Shuangshuang’s’ that was pressing on her shoulder.

“Don’t leave me alone…”

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When Bei Quan and Wei Fuyuan left Mingtai Mountain Park and drove back to “Sāntúchuān,” it was already 7:20 a.m. on May 3rd.

This time, Bei Quan’s process for dealing with the Hui Gui was easier than ever before. He just summoned the Lost God Banner, and then drew a sealing spell with the Qingguang Vientiane Pen, and sealed ‘Yan Shuangshuang’ and Mo Yuqing together.

The Young Master Wei, who was watching, was stunned to silence the whole time. From beginning to end, he didn’t know that he had faced a powerful Hui Gui who had stepped onto the threshold of becoming half immortal.

On the way back, Wei Fuyuan was still a little dubious.

“Is this the end?”

While driving, he repeatedly confirmed to Bei Quan, “Hui Gui… and Mo Yuqing, entered your banner?”

“Yes.”

Bei Quan, sitting in the front passenger’s seat, patiently replied, “They’ve been sealed.”

Wei Fuyuan still seems unable to let it go.

“What do you think of ‘Yan Shuangshuang’? Why didn’t it resist?”

This time, Bei Quan just smiled and didn’t answer his assistant’s questions.

In fact, he also felt very confused.

In Bei Quan’s opinion, ‘Yan Shuangshuang’ was indeed the most special Hui Gui he had ever encountered.

It was very powerful, with a cultivation base capable of annihilating most of its kind, and it should be able to defend itself against Bei Quan.

But ‘Yan Shuangshuang’ chose to be sealed by him without resistance. In exchange, it’s only request was to take away a human soul that had once been its prey.

Bei Quan couldn’t guess what ‘Yan Shuangshuang’ was thinking.

Since childhood, he’d been capable of seeing through and understanding most things, but there were a few times when he couldn’t see through something.

Although ‘Yan Shuangshuang’ had been sealed, why it chose to get sealed made Bei Quan feel like he had been stabbed by a soft thorn. It did not hurt, but as long as you touched it gently, it felt like a strange sensation that was hard to let go of.

Taking advantage of the red lights, Wei Fuyuan glanced sideways at Bei Quan and saw that the other party just smiled without saying a word, and turned his face away silently.

The red light turned green. He stepped on the accelerator and drove to the old city of Fèng Xīngchéng city.

“I understand Mo Yuqing’s thoughts a little bit…”

Wei Fuyuan murmured to himself as he drove.

Bei Quan was interested, “Oh?” He turned to his assistant, “What do you think she thinks?”

“I think Mo Yuqing used her apparent self-esteem and confidence to hide her selfishness and inferiority.”

Wei Fuyuan organized the following wording, “Her parents died early, and her relationship with her surviving relatives was cold. In her world, she considered herself as the center of the whole world. So she has a clear goal and a strong sense of utilitarianism. She wanted to pursue the ideal life that she had created in her mind… ”

Bei Quan smiled, “You mean to say that she lacked love since childhood and had no one to rely on, right?”

Wei Fuyuan looked ahead and nodded.

“So when ‘Yan Shuangshuang’ offered to take her along with it, even if she knew that it was a Hui Gui, she decided to follow like a drowning man clinging to the last straw.”

Bei Quan smiled, “Because ‘Yan Shuangshuang’ is currently the existence who is the most familiar to her, and the only one she felt she could depend on, right?”

Wei Fuyuan made an “um” sound, and there was no more speaking.

On the contrary, Bei Quan was intrigued by him, saying, “I didn’t anticipate Xiao Wei, who hasn’t even graduated from college yet and is still very young, to know a lot about the psychology of girls.”

He laughed and joked, “You must be good at picking up all the girls. Right?”

Hearing this, Wei Fuyuan almost mistakenly stepped on the accelerator as the brake.

If it weren’t for the wrong time, he wanted to yell at Bei Quan, “With which eye did you see me pick up girls?”

It’s unfortunate that Young Master Wei, who came out of the closet to his parents, could only define his attitude toward the opposite sex of the same age with the word “Gao Leng” from the moment he discovered his sexual orientation.

“But it’s interesting.”

“Isn’t ‘Yan Shuangshuang’ known as the ‘Daughter of the Devil’ who can make any man fall in love with her?”

Bei Quan raised his elbow and gently touched Wei Fuyuan’s arm, “But why does its charm seem to have had little effect on you?”

Wei Fuyuan felt panic for no reason.

He had thought about it before.

After he realized that he was comparing Bei Quan with ‘Yan Shuangshuang’, he came to the terrible conclusion that his black-hearted boss was more attractive than a charming devil’s daughter,Young Master Wei knew that he was bent thoroughly.

Wei Fuyuan secretly bit his lower lip, forced himself stop to thinking with the pain, and pretended to cough,

“Of course, it’s because my concentration is amazing.”

Bei Quan smiled and thought Wei Fuyuan might be right.

He knew he himself would never be charmed by ghosts.

Because he was a lonely ghost without a “heart,” so how could he be confused by anyone’s sex appeal?

As for Young Master Wei, Bei Quan guessed that maybe he had golden light to protect his body, so he was much more resistant than ordinary people in the face of the illusion of ghosts and immortals.

Bei Quan stopped talking, turned his head and cast his gaze out the car window.

The sky was already bright, and the traffic on the road gradually increased.

Suddenly, Bei Quan remembered what he had seen as he sealed the ghost.

The black air around ‘Yan Shuangshuang’ tightly wrapped around Mo Yuqing’s soul. The souls of the immortal and mortal become one and were sealed into the endless mustard space within a snow-white banner.

The corners of Bei Quan’s lips twitched. ——It was actually not that bad.

PerpetualMreow’s Rambles:

I don’t even know how to feel anymore… is this heading towards unrequited love or not!? (please say it’s not– my glass heart will shatter)

Translator’s Note- We are done with the 2nd arc of the and a little hint of what our Bei Quan might be is sprinkled, did you guys get the hints? Also from the next arc we are gonna enter into more serious and complicated cases and slow revelation of our Sāntúchuān folk’s origin.Things are gonna become more interesting.( ? ??) So stay tune with our radio FM [Thriller Night Talk]