Catching Ghosts as Head of Yin Department-Chapter 562 - 560: Eerie Train

Mo Lin’s mood was a bit heavy when he heard about the West Mountain Ruins.

It seems that this Sima Family is related to the West Mountain Ruins.

But the mouths of the Sima Family are tightly sealed, and nothing can be found out.

If he really wants to uncover anything, Mo Lin must make a trip to the West Mountain Ruins.

"That’s all I know," Yuan Tiantian slowly replied to Mo Lin.

"You’re not very safe alone; you can go to Beihai," Mo Lin said to Yuan Tiantian.

Yuan Tiantian shook her head, "Forget it, I’m not going anywhere."

There was no light in Yuan Tiantian’s eyes, as if she had lost interest in life.

She had experienced far too much and just wanted to be free of it all.

Mo Lin and Yun Xue’xue stayed in Huzhou for a day.

On the first day, Mo Lin received the bad news of Yuan Tiantian’s suicide.

Mo Lin just sighed softly.

When he talked to Yuan Tiantian yesterday, Mo Lin had already sensed Yuan Tiantian’s suicidal mindset.

Tortured by the Sima Family, anyone would have been unable to endure it.

Mo Lin buried Yuan Tiantian.

If Mo Lin wants to free the Ghost Mother, he must make a trip to the West Mountain Ruins.

After thinking carefully, Mo Lin decided to visit the West Mountain Ruins, but before going, he first visited the Celestial Heart Bureau.

Mo Lin planned to go to the Celestial Heart Bureau to talk to Qiu Yunshang and ask what he should prepare.

Although Qiu Yunshang couldn’t reveal anything about the West Mountain Ruins, she could certainly give Mo Lin some useful information.

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Celestial Heart Bureau.

Qiu Yunshang was lying on a bed, her body wrapped in gauze.

She held a pen, writing on a white paper.

"Be careful, it’s best to go by yourself, don’t take friends, and trust no one." 𝘧𝓇ℯ𝑒𝓌𝑒𝑏𝓃𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘭.𝒸ℴ𝓂

This was Qiu Yunshang’s advice to Mo Lin.

Originally, Mo Lin planned to go to the West Mountain Ruins with Yun Xue’xue and the Three Sons of Feng City.

But since Qiu Yunshang said so, Mo Lin changed his mind and decided to go to the West Mountain Ruins alone.

Before going to the West Mountain Ruins, Mo Lin arranged everything.

Moreover, Mo Lin knew that the East District had organized another group of people to go to the West Mountain Ruins.

This was already the fourth time the East District arranged people to go to the West Mountain Ruins.

Mo Lin also joined them to go to the West Mountain Ruins.

This time, the people going to the West Mountain Ruins were all Immortal Cultivators and capable individuals.

There were thirteen people.

These thirteen were all elites.

Even Wan Foli was there.

Wan Foli, dressed in a yellow monk’s robe, wearing Buddhist Beads around his neck, looked serious.

Seeing Mo Lin, Wan Foli greeted him, "Hello!"

Mo Lin had no particular feelings for Wan Foli, neither liking nor disliking.

Everyone went together to the West Mountain Ruins.

They quickly arrived at the outskirts of the West Mountain Ruins.

"When we go inside, everyone be careful, and eliminate anything you encounter," Zhang Fan instructed as he distributed a red rope to everyone.

"Everyone tie the rope to your arm, and if you encounter someone without a red rope, regardless of who they are, you must kill them." Zhang Fan was the leader of this mission.

Mo Lin glanced into the distance and saw a familiar figure.

Feng Ge had arrived at some point.

"Brother Mo Lin, the West Mountain Ruins are very strange. I can’t see what’s inside. Take this Talisman," Feng Ge, knowing that Mo Lin’s trip was dangerous, specifically came to find him.

Although he had the ability to see thousands of miles, if faced with an Array or something with shielding capabilities, he couldn’t see through it.

For instance, he couldn’t see inside the West Mountain Ruins.

"If you encounter danger, crush this Talisman, and I’ll come to save you no matter where you are."

Feng Ge softly said to Mo Lin, "My escape skills are top-notch."

Feng Ge made it sound simple.

But Mo Lin knew it would definitely require a great cost.

It’s not as simple as just saying a word.

"Thank you," Mo Lin accepted the Talisman and thanked Feng Ge.

Mo Lin tied the red rope to his arm and went into the West Mountain Ruins with Zhang Fan and the others.

Including Mo Lin, there were fourteen people in total.

As everyone entered the West Mountain Ruins, they all assumed fighting stances.

Wan Foli held the Buddhist Beads.

Mo Lin wielded the Qin King’s Sword, watching his surroundings warily.

All around was a desolate plain.

After walking for about ten minutes, they reached the end.

Ahead was a bottomless abyss.

A railway track connected to the opposite bank.

Mo Lin and the others then saw the green train.

The green train had five carriages.

It was obvious that to get to the other side, they had to take the train.

"I heard that on the other side, there are things that can grant immortality," Wan Foli said as he looked towards the opposite bank.

This wasn’t something he made up; it was what those who had survived the West Mountain Ruins had said.

Mo Lin had one purpose coming here: to find the Ghost who entered a Netherworld Marriage with the Ghost Mother and kill him.

Freeing the Ghost Mother.

That was Mo Lin’s goal for this trip.

"This train is strange; everyone be careful when going inside," Zhang Fan said as he led everyone onto the train.

There was no second option; to reach the other side, they had to board the train.

Mo Lin followed the group onto the train.

"I’m very curious, who’s driving the train?" Wan Foli said slowly.

Inside was just ordinary decoration.

Upon entering the train, everyone’s first reaction was to head to the front control cabin.

The control cabin was empty, with nothing inside.

"Rumble!"

The sound of the engine roared, and the train started moving.

Instinctively, Mo Lin and everyone else stayed in the same carriage.

They each took a seat.

Wan Foli, at this time, was enveloped in a Buddha Power, his eyes on the window.

Likewise, Mo Lin’s gaze was also fixed on the window, outside pitch black.

Suddenly!

Mo Lin saw a face pressed against the window.

The face was upside down against the window, smiling eerily at Mo Lin.

"Seems like there’s a Ghost outside!" a man said slowly.

Evidently, he saw something too.

"Not a Ghost," Wan Foli corrected, "there’s not a trace of Ghost Qi here, how could there possibly be a Ghost?"

Mo Lin had the same thought as Wan Foli.

Can’t say for sure about other things, but outside the window, it’s definitely not a Ghost.

As for what it is, Mo Lin wasn’t sure either.

Couldn’t exactly open the window and take a look, could he?

As Mo Lin was thinking this.

A man in black actually did open the window.

Then a pitch-black hand reached in through the window, grasping the head of the man in black firmly.

The man in black acted as if he couldn’t see it.

Not only did he not avoid it, but he also leaned his head out the window.

This man was an Immortal Level Immortal Cultivator; with his prowess, he couldn’t have been easily killed.

So, seeing his actions, no one took it to heart.

After about ten seconds, the man didn’t pull his head back.

Zhang Fan moved forward to check the situation, pulling the man’s body back.

They then witnessed a bloody scene.

The man’s head was gone.

Everyone in the carriage shuddered.

An Immortal Level Immortal Cultivator, without any sign, had just died like that.

There wasn’t even a scream.

"Everyone be careful, don’t stick your head out," Zhang Fan calmly reminded everyone.

He was a competent leader; even in danger, he remained composed.

Mo Lin frowned tightly.

He had been intensely watching the window.

Yet he hadn’t seen how the man died at all.