The Anarchic Consort (Book 1)

916-920

Then, he pressed the second, the third, the fourth detonator...

None of them responded!

Sixth Brother's lips turned ashen pale. After all these years, his contingency plan was ruined by these two little devils.

The wealthy merchant could sense that something was amiss, as they looked at each other in dismay and tried to retreat.

Sixth Brother chuckled out of the blue, announcing, "This is even better. Since all of you are here, there is no need to depend on bombs to resolve this matter. Devils or exorcists, hehehe, even if you guys were malicious spirits creeping from the pits of hell, I have my ways of summoning others to annihilate you till your souls sputter into dust!"

Countless pieces of Chinese talismans surged from the deepest corners of the restaurant carriage at the fall of his voice. Those Chinese talismans seemed to be attached accordingly at north, south, east and west, trapping Helian Wei Wei and the boys right in the center!

Then, a thumb-sized puppet arose from the thick black fog. The puppet rested on the floor, with its head twisting back and forth, as if a form of spirit was manifesting from within.

A slender silhouette draped in kasaya emerged from the depths of the carriage. She had an apathetic complexion, and her eyes were set on Helian Wei Wei. Then, she glanced at Baili Shang Xie, and finally at Helian Qingchen. All of a sudden, both eyes glistened, as she extended her arm as if seeking to touch Little Qingchen's cheeks. "Too long, it's been too long since I've met a talented child. Little one, follow me, why don't you be my son? Whatever you wish for, I can grant them for you."

Bang!

Helian Wei Wei was never up for any negotiation, whenever someone tried to steal her son away from her. The ends of her lips curled into a smirk, as she fired a shot at the woman!

Ninth Ghost Mother froze. After dodging the bullet, she looked straight at Helian Wei Wei, her eyes overwhelmed with annoyance and evil darkness that would send chills down anyone's back.

Yet, all of these meant nothing to Helian Wei Wei. Her smirk was not affected by the undulating environment as she remarked, "Ninth Ghost Mother, stealing people's children is your thing. Looks like the rumors are true. So many years have passed and you haven't changed at all."

"Since you know who I am, shouldn't you run away?" Ninth Ghost Mother snickered. "I don't feel like killing anyone from the Pei family. However, if you stand in my way, I will let the passengers regret landing their foot on this train immediately."

Helian Wei Wei's smirk grew wider as she said, "Who told you that I'm a member of the Pei family?"

"Since you aren't part of the Pei family, that makes the job easier." For Ninth Ghost Mother, only the exorcists from the Pei family were worthy to be mentioned. Others were merely a bunch of imbecilic commoners. How could one commoner battle against a god? Without wasting any time, Ninth Ghost Mother jeered and pricked the tip of her index finger, as her blood trickled onto the puppet's head.

A gloomy wind arose from the puppet's core at once, whirling away in the front as if an essence was assembling into some sort of tactical formation.

Helian Wei Wei frowned. She had heard about black magic involving some crafty practices and spells.

They would carve a puppet and use will-o'-the-wisp to draw out the child's soul, binding the soul to the puppet and keeping it for later use.

A live spirit could only make use of a feeble and sick child's soul. It would be ideal for the child to be tormented when he was alive, so he would die in pain. This was the only way to create a powerful tactical formation to influence the children that were still living on earth.