Black Myth: Starting from the Destined One
Chapter 362 - 251: Falling into a Mental Hospital_2

Chapter 362: Chapter 251: Falling into a Mental Hospital_2

Just as Li Ping’an was about to catch up with the Hanging Ghost, two burly men suddenly appeared from either side and swiftly pinned him to the ground!

These two burly men were senior orderlies from the mental asylum, known as two of the Eight Great King Kongs!

At that moment, they were pressing down hard on Li Ping’an, their posture eerily similar to the thunder gods from Naruto, their immense strength rendering him completely immobile!

Li Ping’an, refusing to submit, struggled mightily while cursing nonstop:

"These two young men have no sense of martial ethics, coming to deceive and ambush me, an 81-year-old comrade, is this okay? This is not okay!"

"Director, come quickly! We’ve caught him!"

Following the shouts of the two King Kongs, a handsome, balding fat man slowly approached. The newcomer was none other than Director Qin Shou.

He was dressed in a neat white lab coat, wearing a light blue shirt underneath, complemented by a pair of emerald-green floral underpants on the bottom.

Looking at Li Ping’an on the ground, he breathed a sigh of relief and said:

"This kid, always causing trouble, not staying quietly in his room at night but instead wandering around, thankfully..."

Before he could finish, eerie sobbing sounds suddenly filled his ears, and his body instantly broke out in goosebumps, feeling extremely cold...

"Wuu wuu wuu wuu~ Too damn scary, grab him! Yes, grab him!"

The complaints of the Hanging Ghost followed...

Sensing this, the Director’s legs started trembling uncontrollably, and ultimately fear overpowered his rationality, leading him to let out a cry from the depths of his soul.

"Ahhhhh! Damn it, ghosts again!"

The Director shot off like a cannon, wearing a pair of pink Barbie slippers, and quickly ran behind the others, then stealthily poked his head out to look back at the original spot.

The eerie scene immediately scared the color from his face...

The subdued Hanging Ghost, Xiao Yang, was now fully exposed to everyone’s eyes. Her pitch-black, unkempt hair, her pale, bloodless face, and a blood-red tongue sticking out...

The two King Kongs, though tough men, were scared by this eerie scene, and one of the burly men even dropped a few tears!

Time passed by, second by second.

The atmosphere in the corridor grew eerier, and although the Hanging Ghost was still weeping and not attacking, this standoff wasn’t a solution.

Who knew what she would do after she stopped crying...

When Director Qin calmed down, his smart intellect regained the upper hand, and he immediately ordered the two King Kongs to release Li Ping’an!

It seemed only the crazy Li Ping’an could deal with this female ghost right now!

But unexpectedly...

Once freed, Li Ping’an didn’t hurry to tidy up the female ghost’s hair but instead turned and scolded the three men:

"Presumptuous, daring to treat this immortal so roughly, all of you kneel down!"

Director Qin was frantic. The Hanging Ghost was right there, and now Li Ping’an was acting out; what the hell were they supposed to do? He hesitated for a moment and then said helplessly:

"Hurry up, Master Hao, we’re kneeling, we’re kneeling! Life is precious!"

The two King Kongs hesitated, looking at Li Ping’an, who was scratching his buttocks and becoming increasingly displeased, thinking that not only were they scared, but they couldn’t even fight back. They had no choice but to comply temporarily.

Watching the three kneel before him, Li Ping’an cocked his waist in delight, then threw his arms wide open and burst into laughter!

Director Qin couldn’t stand it any longer and suddenly shouted:

"Master Nan, don’t show off, just capture this demon quickly!"

"Panicking for what, do you really think I’d let this assassin go?"

Having said that, Li Ping’an picked up a kitchen knife and hopped towards Xiao Yang.

"Cao Zhai! Give me your life!"

The terrified Hanging Ghost, Xiao Yang, seeing this, lifted her skirt to flee but found her body suppressed, unable to move. However, the kitchen knife, now empowered with Li Ping’an’s mana, flew towards her, pinning her dress to the wall!

"Humph, Naughty Little Boy, trying to run? You can’t escape!"

Li Ping’an leapt forward, grabbing Ms. Xiao Yang from behind and slapped her buttocks hard!

"Ah~ ow woo woo! Bullying a ghost!"

After a series of Turtle Back Sword Techniques from Li Ping’an, the Hanging Ghost had transformed from her flowing long hair into a complete baldy.

The director and the two King Kongs were also stunned.

As the saying goes, humans are three parts afraid of ghosts, but ghosts are seven parts afraid of humans. Li Ping’an must have soaked up those three parts with soybean paste; he didn’t know the meaning of fear at all.

Feeling great, Li Ping’an clutched the hem of the Hanging Ghost’s dress and dragged her back to his lair step by step, mumbling along the way:

"Heh heh, I’m not going to beat you to death tonight!"

Bang!

Accompanied by the heavy door closing, the Hanging Ghost’s mournful cries also vanished completely.

"This kid..."

The three looked at each other, feeling unexpectedly sorry for the Hanging Ghost.

Only then did the director react quickly, urging:

"Quick! Call the Supernatural Bureau right away..."

The Supernatural Bureau mentioned by the director, controlled by Hehuang City’s highest Bright Council, encompassed all supernatural beings in Hehuang City, specifically handling the city’s special incidents. Its authority was immense, being able to eradicate anyone except for the Bright Council Members!

In the control room, Qin Fangli, apart from being shocked, was also extremely satisfied. This time, she had earned a huge amount of viewership, immediately becoming the top streamer on a certain live streaming platform.

Of course, most viewers in the live room remained skeptical about the male protagonist’s ability to perform Taoist Magic, flooding the chat with messages:

This must be scripted!

"Dear viewers, if you want to know whether this mental patient really can perform Taoist Magic, I’ll continue to live stream it for you tomorrow!"

Among these viewers, there happened to be someone from the Supernatural Bureau...

...

By the next morning when people from the Supernatural Bureau arrived, the director was hurrying to meet them personally with small, quick steps!

The Supernatural Bureau sent four young people, wearing special uniforms, walking with heavy steps, and bearing very serious expressions.

Following the director to Li Ping’an’s room, the Hanging Ghost immediately cried and begged them to take her away upon seeing them.

Only after questioning did they learn that Li Ping’an had, the night before, held a kitchen knife to force the Hanging Ghost to tell him ghost stories all night...

After taking the Hanging Ghost away, they became curious about Li Ping’an and proposed to check out this Ghost-catching Master.

The leader among them was a mature young man named Han Jing, around twenty-five or twenty-six years old, with a composed and serious look yet seemed listless.

He arrived at the mental health facility’s lawn, observing the patients engaging in their free activities.

The warm sunlight filtered through the foliage and sprinkled onto the lawn, with the mental patients as usual displaying their talents.

The Eight Great King Kongs, the hospital’s orderlies and body-building enthusiasts, stood nearby each lifting weights, occasionally showing off their muscular builds.

A few mental patients skilled in literature gathered to debate whether "Sun Wukong and the Six-Eared Macaque" differed in strength.

The experts on suona and erhu, together argued about the importance of saxophones in sorrowful music, almost coming to blows.

And under the largest patch of shade, Li Ping’an sat on a stone platform meditating, a book titled "Self-Cultivation of the Mentally Ill" in front of him.

"A year of cultivation and still no breakthrough. The previous Taoist Treasury must have been fake; this one is real!"

[Ding! As per host’s belief, "Self-Cultivation of the Mentally Ill" has been transformed into "Taoist Treasury," and loaded into host’s memory.]

His eyes slightly closed and demeanor relaxed, he appeared completely different from before, bearing the demeanor of a recluse.

In his mind’s Taoist Treasury were Taoist Scriptures from the Eastern Han to the Yuan Dynasty, replete with topics on longevity, cultivation, alchemy, Magic Talisman techniques, Taoist Seal, Five Elements Technique, Sword Control, and more.

True Taoist Magic often seemed as elusive as flowers in a mirror or the moon in water, requiring comprehension to decipher its mysteries.

A Taoist with good comprehension could transcend and become an Immortal, while one with poor comprehension might spend their entire life to end up merely as a mound of dirt.

Comprehension is a threshold in cultivation, but fortunately, with the help of his golden finger, Li Ping’an’s cultivation had reached the first domain of cultivation, and his comprehension had also greatly improved, otherwise he wouldn’t have been able to see it.