Chapter 56 The Ghost Tattoo Buddhist Monks Knife (1/2)

Chapter 56 The Ghost Tattoo Buddhist Monk's Knife

Liu the Sixth was really a senior business man. We could buy many things only from him.

I told him not to boast before he could show them.

He asked me: “How powerful did you want it?”

“As much as possible,” I said to him.

Liu the Sixth thought for a while and said: “What about the soul of a policeman killed by a fierce bandit during a chase?”

“You even have the soul of a policeman killed by a fierce bandit during a chase?” I was surprised.

Evil souls, spirits and powerful souls were all souls from human beings.

The differences were:

A spirit was the continuous life after ordinary people died… Everyone would have it.

An evil soul was the continuous life after a person died with resentment - also called a Li ghost.

A powerful soul was actually one from good people who died.

For example, if they died while saving someone from drowning, that soul was called a powerful soul.

If they were courageous and were killed by a bandit, their soul would be called a powerful soul.

The best powerful soul, as mentioned by Liu the Sixth… was the soul of a policeman killed while chasing a fierce bandit.

It would be very effective at killing that female ghost.

But it was rather hard to get this kind of soul, since it was not good for the good deed to his credit in the next world.

The policeman was really a good man since he was killed while chasing a fierce bandit; we might even call him a local hero. A hero’s soul was still the hero, and it might be against our conscience if it was used for business purposes.

I shook my head and said: “I can’t take it, it’s too powerful.”

Liu the Sixth laughed: “Shui, don’t be like that. I knew you want it even though you said no. I know the reason, you think it might not be good for the good deed to his credit in the next world. Well, let me tell you, I would never sell a hero’s soul for business purposes against my conscience. However, you can use this one.”

I almost burst into laughter when I heard that Liu the Sixth had a limit. How could it be, since he could do anything he wanted?

However, I was really wrong this time, since he actually did the right thing.

I said with half a smile: “So, tell me. Why can I use this soul?”

“Why? Well, just listen to me.” Liu the Sixth told me: “This soul was freely given by that dead policeman.”

“He gave it to you? Are you joking?” I asked.

Then he said it was really given by that policeman during the action.

He told me that policeman was Xu Yi, the son of his friend.

Xu Yi was a narcotics cop, and his work was rather dangerous. He was almost beaten to death when he went out to investigate for the first time. At that time, a bandit just put a gun to his head, and he might have died if his partner hadn’t come in time.

After that experience, he went to Liu the Sixth and said to him: “I know you buy souls, so you teach me how to call back my spirit, and give me some money when I give my soul to you.”

Xu Yi was not doing it for money, nor for fear of death.

He was afraid that nobody would take care of his family if he died.

He just wanted to give that money to them.

So that he could leave peacefully.

At the time, Liu the Sixth gave him a hexagonal bell. It was ghost-finding bell with Taoist talisman lines inside. That bell would ring when a person wore it, and stop ringing after a while as the soul was absorbed.

When Liu the Sixth gave this bell to Xu Yi, he told him seriously: “Xu Yi, you are a good man, you’re not afraid to die and I just hope… this bell will never ring.”

But it rang at last, as he was killed by a drug dealer during an investigation. He was shot in the heart and died immediately.

Liu the Sixth sighed and said: “So I gave his wife the one hundred and fifty thousand, and can you guess what happened next?”

“What’s that?” I asked him.

He told me: “On the day when Xu Yi was killed, his wife was stealthily having a love affair with other man. She hooked up with her colleague since Xu Yi didn’t stay at home for a long time… Then… Xu Yi’s wife just took the money and went away. She just left her son to Xu Yi’s father. Well, I still can’t understand some human natures, though I have lived so long.”

I whispered and cursed: “What a scumbag… His wife really sucked.”

“Alas, there’re lovely and kind-hearted girls in the world, maybe Xu Yi loved the wrong person. He earned the money at the cost of his life, but it was used up by that damn woman with the other man.” The more he said, the lower his voice became: “Shui, I won’t ask for a high price, one hundred thousand.”

“One hundred thousand?” I couldn’t believe what I’d heard: “It cost you one hundred and fifty thousand, and you sell it to me at only one hundred thousand?”

Liu the Sixth laughed silently and hopelessly. He told me: “There is only one successor of Yin and Yang tattoos like you. Your skill is not only the best in the country but also very distinguished, that’s why I believe you will treat his soul well.

“Come on, my brother, Xu Yi had a respectable life, you should give him a good result so that he can leave with honor,” he said.

I nodded: “I have to ask my customer whether I need it or not. Anyway, I guarantee that he will leave with honor if I use his soul.”

“That’s what I want. Well, we can find ourselves such geniuses.” Then he said: “Call me whenever you want that soul. One hundred thousand.”

“All right.”

I hung up too, turned to Feng Chunsheng, and said: “Brother Chun… I’ve got it, I got that soul.”