The Rogue System [BL]
Chapter 178 - What? a ghost?!!

Chapter 178: Chapter 178 - What? a ghost?!!

After his failed attempt at escape, Eric felt darn tired. The moment he laid down on the tatami mat his eyes fell close, lulling him into a deep dreamless sleep.

"Scratch... scratch...scratch...."

Eric slightly rolled to the side, hiding his face in the thick blanket.

"Scratch, scratch, scratch..."

the scratching sound continued.

He tossed and turned until he finally woke up.

"What the heck is making that noise!" he shot up.

A dark figure sat on top of him scratching the small piece of mirror in his hand.

Eric froze. he immediately crawled back, leaning against the wall in shock. " What the fuck! Who is this person? Why did he crawl in at night?"

The figure looked quite small to be that monk. It was obviously someone else.

Eric hurriedly took the cloth bag in hand and rolled it up. "Who are you and what are you doing in my room? if you don’t answer I will whack you with my bag. I swear it will hurt." He stepped up defensively, holding his back.

The small dark figure that was scratching the shattered mirror piece paused.

All of a sudden, he watched the dark figure dissolve and disappear into the mirror.

Eric’s heart almost stopped at that moment. He blinked and wiped at his eyes. The figure was nowhere to be found.

"this...... it... it must all be a dream... its all just a dream."

He gingerly kicked the mirror shard away from his bedside and rolled himself up tightly in his blanket. "of course It was not a ghost. I was just imagining things. How can those things be real haha... haha...." His heart rate went up a notch.

"Scratch, scratch, scratch......"

The sca5cthoing sound returned.

Eyes wide open, he glanced at the foot of his bed again/.

There it was... the dark figure holding the mirror shard.

Eric sat up slowly, not to alert that... thing. "You’re master’s disciple too, right?"

The dark figure momentarily looked up at him and nodded and continued scratching the mirror shard.,

Eric finally let out a deep breath he had been holding. "oh, mother of god, that is a human being. Here I thought it was a ghost. My imagination is going wild nowadays..." he sighed. "What are you doing here? where is your room? I didn’t see anyone else when I was running around though,"

The ark figure pointed to the bed.

"Huh? This is my room."

The figure shook its head.

"it’s yours?"

The guy nodded.

Eric had looked around the room. He didn’t find any other belongings expect his small bag of stuff and his tatami mat it was not impossible for him to be sharing this room with anyone else. "It’s a prank, right? It’s very funny.... It’s very very funny hahah... you should probably go back to your room. I’m too tired for this."

The figure suddenly let out a fearsome screech. "my room!!!!!!!"

Cold wind picked up in the window less room. The whole room started to tremble slightly as the figure glared at him with glowing red eyes.

Eric stumbled back hugging the cloth bag to his chest. ’I-its... it’s a ghost!!!!!! Mommy!!!!!’

He stood there motionlessly in fear it might trigger the ghost.

After scratching the mirror for a long time the ghost disappeared into that small shard.

The room went back to its peaceful state.

But Eric had not.

His heart was in turmoil. He was petrified.

"gho-ost...a ghost... it’s a ghost......" he whispered to himself.

With his cloth bag, he carefully moved the piece of mirror away to the corner of the room and dashed to the door.

To his surprise, it was locked.

That fucking monk locked him in the room!!!!

’That fucker!! Ahh I don’t want to sleep with a ghost. I don’t want this at all. Someone help. System... you there? Do you have props to chase ghosts?’

{’searching market place......’}

"ya! Why are you being so slow? Last time when I was running from that monk was you did the same!!!"

{’transmigration took energy. It’s slowing down the system.’}

"bullcrap! Now get me out of here or give me a prop! You asshat! I can’t stay with a ghost!!!!"

{’searching market place....’}

Eric leaned against the door panting. "How long will this take?"

{’a few hours’}

"go kill yourself."

Rather than waiting for the system to help, he could rather do it himself. He hurriedly pulled the tattered mat close to the door and laid down there.

His vigilant eyes were on the mirror.

Just last night he had been admiring his face on it. Now that he knew that a ghost boy lived in it he was Completely terrified.

"this is not a cultivation world you fucker this is a ghost world! You tossed me into a ghost world!!!!!"

He shivered, whilst grumbling about his misgivings.

Any normal world was fine, but this was a ghost!!

{’ghost is a soul form of a human. Then the host too was a ghost at one point just a few minutes ago.’}

"don’t talk logic with me you fucker! I’m a living, breathing human and that is not! That’s all that matters now go find a way for me to leave this place!"

He waited and waited... system did not give him any props. Whilst waiting, his eyes started to droop slowly. Yawning he still had an eye on the piece of mirror. ’I can’t sleep now... I have to stay vigilant. I can’t...’

His eyes closed completely and he slept off like a baby.

The next morning, he woke up to a beeping sound.

{’found two options for host to use

1} peach blossom stick-

This stick was blessed under the Buddhas foot. It can repel lower-level ghosts for ten minutes.

Cost- 39.99 coins

2} protective amulet

Can protect the wearer from supernatural attacks for three times.

Cost- 59.99’}

Wiping his eyes Eric dully looked at the option. "39.99? 59.99? are you Walmart or something? Why are you prancing it weirdly? And for a fucking piece of stick I need to use 40 coins. That too it will only protect me for ten minutes against a low-level ghost! Rip off! This is a fucking rip-off!!!!"

{’host needs to quell his anger. The market place products’ price varies according to the rarity. The peace blossom stick is rare.’}

"And a weak ass stick! I’d rather find a stick from the ground and beat the ghosts around!"

{’yes, host can do that.’}

"Wait I can do that? Can I beat ghost?"

{’host is a disciple of a Taoist priest who specializes in exorcism. Please learn the magical stick skills from your master. Enjoy~’}

Saying so the system disappeared.

"Fucker is getting sassier by the day. Look out buddy. One day or another I will find you and whop your ass until three layers of skin is peeled off." He grumbled sitting up.

Biting his lips, he looked around the room. The piece of the mirror was gone. his heart rate spiked up instantly. "Gods, where is he it now?"

A weird premonition came to his mind.

standing up he pulled his tatami mat up. Under it was the mirror shard.

his whole body went chill.

With a silent scream, he hurled himself to the other side of the room.

Right then the door opened.

Eric took this chance to jump over his tatami mat and rush out of the door.

The monk immediately grabbed him by the back of his collar. "Where are you running off to again? Don’t be naughty Jung you have to cultivate."

"m-master... I saw a ghost... I saw a ghost yesterday in my room."

All of a sudden, the monk’s eyes went wide. "what did you say?! A ghost." He pulled his face up and checked his eyes. "you’re not fifteen yet......"

Eric slightly frowned. ’What does me being fifteen have to do with that ghost buddy? I’m telling you to exorcise it. Go on, use your skills.’

The monk let go of him, sighing. "I know you are aching to have succeeded but you can’t lie to master like that Jung. Only after your fifteenth birthday will your yin-yang eyes open. After that master will teach you all about exorcism, okay?"

Eric nodded obediently and followed after him.

He got new information once more.

Yin-yang eyes.

They seem to be some kind of skill that allows him to see ghosts.

Eric tenderly touched his own eyes. ’Do I have them? Maybe that’s why this guy is trying his best to train me into his disciple.’

The man did the exact thing as yesterday. Fed him with fruits, praised him with smiles, the tortured him in the name of cultivated till the evening.

Eric was numb to this in just a day.

After he was done with his cultivation, he sat with his master and proceeded to ask questions.

"Master, why is it my fifteen birthday? Is it any special day to get my yin-yang eyes?"

The monk looked at him in surprise. "it is... it’s a very special day. It’s when the moon is at its highest. The yin energy will be ample. With your roots, you will be able to achieve the best state at that night,"

Eric nodded.

"let’s not talk about it further. Go and wash up to bed."

Eric froze. ’To that bedroom? Nah ha. I’d rather go to that creepy garden.’