Chapter 27: Making Sense of It
The female ghosts couldn’t stay sealed inside the talisman for long; if they lingered, their souls would grow thinner and thinner until they completely vanished. The only solution was to ferry them on — guide them into the underworld to reincarnate.
But ferrying spirits was extremely difficult. These ghosts had lost their minds; at any moment they could shatter under the ritual. Only cultivators of profound power could bridge the realms of life and death and lead souls to the Yellow Springs, and this was an enormous group. Bai Yu was clearly unqualified. He thought over all his old acquaintances and realized none could handle this either.
So he had no choice but to ask the Patriarch, hoping Ye Yuan might help send the ghosts on.
Perhaps because he was in a good mood after a full meal, Ye Yuan was surprisingly agreeable. After a round of scolding the “rotten wood,” he tossed out a talisman and shooed Bai Yu out of the pagoda.
“Another talisman?”
Bai Yu stared blankly at the paper in his hand, turning it over and over without understanding. Finally he handed it to Yun Jiao.
“Girl, can you tell what this one does?”
Yun Jiao examined it carefully, then shook her head.
“No idea. Isn’t it for ferrying spirits?”