Exorcism Specialist Company: Ghost Soul Trading - Chapter 106

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Chapter 106

Crash—crash—crash—
Clang—
As Tae-woo collided with the kitchen sink and cabinet, all manner of cookware tumbled down like a waterfall from within.
The deafening noise struck his ears with brutal force.
“Damn it. What a bastard.”
Tae-woo slowly pushed himself up.
In that instant, I noticed a crimson glow emanating from beneath the ghost’s feet.
The location of the Blood Crimson Blade was being marked.
‘Damn.’
It seemed I had dropped the Blood Crimson Blade during the earlier assault.
“Ah. This is troublesome, truly.”
Tae-woo’s lips twisted as I gripped the pistol with both hands.
Having lost the Blood Crimson Blade, my physical abilities had plummeted as well.
I couldn’t face Silent Spirit Ghost like this.
Crack—crack—crack—crack—
The ghost twisted all its joints grotesquely, then charged at me like a madman.
Simultaneously, an intensely frigid wind swept through the room in chaotic torrents.
The stench of the house, dust, and light furnishings and clothing swirled about.
Bang—bang—bang—bang!
I aligned the yellow crosshair displayed on my smart glasses with the ghost’s head and squeezed the trigger repeatedly.
The bullets lodged in the ghost’s skull, but it pressed forward relentlessly, undeterred.
Thud—crash—
I had no time to evade as the ghost seized my throat.
The ghost gripped my neck in one hand, slammed me against the wall, and slowly lifted me upward.
“Gasp!”
I felt my breath being cut off.
Overwhelming pain engulfed my entire body.
A bone-chilling dread of impending death raced down my spine.
Bang—bang—bang—bang!
With all my remaining strength, I pressed the gun barrel against the ghost’s temple and pulled the trigger.
Multiple bullets pierced its head at close range, snapping its head violently to the side.
Yet the hand strangling my neck showed no sign of loosening its grip.
It was then.
Creak—
The Entrance Door burst open as Ji-seok and Min-hye rushed in.
The moment Min-hye spotted me and the ghost, she swiftly wedged herself between us and drove her elbow into the ghost’s solar plexus.
Crash—
The ghost was driven backward and collapsed flat on the floor.
Min-hye, as if she had anticipated the ghost’s movement, immediately rushed after it and tried to mount it.
But the ghost, still lying down, twisted its joints backward and scurried rapidly toward the corner of the living room.
The sight was grotesque beyond measure—utterly repulsive.
With its belly turned toward the ceiling, its arms and legs bent in reverse directions, it crawled like an insect.
Thud—
In that moment, Min-hye, who had been driving her fist downward at the ghost, struck the floor instead.
Whoosh—
She turned her head toward the ghost.

Tap-tap-tap-tap-tap-tap-tap—

The ghost, maintaining its grotesque form, crawled up the wall.
That was the moment.
Snap—
Min-hye kicked the Blood Crimson Blade that had fallen on the floor toward Tae-woo with a sharp flick.
Whoosh—click—
As if Tae-woo’s hand had a magnet attached to it, the Blood Crimson Blade entered his grip naturally.
Without hesitation, he hurled it forcefully at the ghost clinging to the wall.
Whoooosh—
The Blood Crimson Blade spun rapidly through the air.
Thunk—
It struck the ghost’s chest with perfect precision.
Min-hye, as if she had been waiting, leaped powerfully into the air and spun three full rotations.
Then she drove the Blood Crimson Blade embedded in the ghost’s chest forward with tremendous force.
Crack-crunch—
With a sound like bone shattering, the Blood Crimson Blade pierced through the ghost’s torso.
Squelch—
Tae-woo’s Blood Crimson Blade passed through the ghost’s chest and burst out from its back.
Gasp—
The ghost threw its head back sharply and let out a groan.
Yet Min-hye did not cease her assault.
She seized the ghost’s neck and dragged it down to the floor with a sharp pull.
Thud—
The ghost sprawled across the floor.
She then crushed the ghost’s perforated torso beneath her heel.
Crunch—
A sound like shattering candy echoed through the space, and black smoke began seeping from the ghost’s sprawled form.
From that moment on, dark shapes began crawling frantically from the ghost’s mouth, nose, ears, and the hole in its torso.
The souls trapped within Silent Spirit Ghost, who had become a Murder Ghost, began to flee en masse.
“They’re probably the souls who died at the hands of this Murder Ghost. I need to guide all these poor souls to the afterlife.”
Seeing this, Ji-seok spread both arms wide, holding a fan in one hand and a talisman in the other.
In that instant, a warm breeze swept across the surroundings.
Whoooosh—
He flicked open the talisman cards held in one hand with a swift motion.
It resembled the dexterous hand movements of a magician performing card magic.
Then he hurled the talismans toward the windows and doors.
Thwack—thwack—thwack—
The flying talismans adhered firmly to the surfaces as if coated with adhesive.
He had sealed off every possible escape route the ghosts could use with talismans.
After that, he began systematically eliminating the spirits crawling across the floor like massive insects.
Meanwhile, Min-hye approached Tae-woo and supported him.
Though it had been only a brief moment, Tae-woo’s body was battered and bruised.
Even the capillaries in his neck had ruptured, leaving dark purple bruises.
Zzzzzzzzzzzzz—
As the sealed souls vanished one by one, Silent Spirit Ghost, like any other entity, began to dissolve gradually, transforming into black smoke from the fingertips and toes.
Soon after, the mold that had filled the semi-basement room with ghostly energy began to fade noticeably.

* * *

Murmur—murmur—
Due to the commotion, several passersby stopped and peered around the villa.
Just then, police cars and ambulances rushed into the alley.
Wee-woo—wee-woo—wee-woo—
As people cleared the way, police officers immediately descended and cordoned off the area.
“Step back! Step back!”
As the officers set up barricades, the onlookers were pushed back.
Ji-seok, who had been standing in front of the villa, approached the police officers immediately upon seeing them.
After a brief conversation, he entered the scene with them.
Meanwhile, some officers and paramedics approached the suspect lying collapsed in front of the alley and checked his condition.
They immediately handcuffed him and loaded him into the ambulance.
“Phew.”
Tae-woo and Min-hye sat on the small steps in front of the villa, exhaling deeply.
The scene was finally coming to a close.
In truth, the Silent Spirit Ghost they had encountered this time displayed clear characteristics of a Murder Ghost and showed considerable aggression, but it wasn’t overwhelmingly powerful enough to be unmanageable.
The problem was that without the Ghost Tracking Technique, Tae-woo hadn’t been able to respond efficiently.
Relying solely on a short sword and revolver to face a ghost was simply too limiting.
While the Blood Water Blade proved quite effective at eliminating ghosts, I was reminded once again that it was fundamentally a spiritual medium’s tool—one meant to enter a ghost’s consciousness and communicate.
Still, thanks to Min-hye’s assistance with her unarmed martial arts prowess, we were able to successfully eliminate it.
Min-hye was someone who became aggressive whenever she saw a ghost, but I found myself thinking that she could be strategically “utilized” in situations like this.
“Good work, everyone. Kim Chief, you did well.”
Ji-seok, who had come up from the Battle Site, turned to look at me as he spoke.
“What’s the situation? What about the Cleanup Team?”
“I already called the Cleanup Team. They should arrive soon.”
“But if the police are entering the Battle Site like that, won’t it be difficult for the Cleanup Team to confirm anything?”
“Well, we can’t do much about it when there’s an actual corpse and a murder ghost mixed in. The Cleanup Team will just come and check whether that Murder Ghost is present. Let’s withdraw now. Everyone did great work.”

Ji-seok patted my back and helped me to my feet.
The three of us then made our way back to the Company, our exhausted bodies dragging along.

* * *

When Ji-seok, I, and Min-hye arrived at the Office, Cha Manager and Ye-rim were preparing to leave.
The moment Cha Manager saw us, he waved his hand and approached us.
“I got the call. Was it handled well? Are you injured?”
At those words, Ji-seok immediately pointed to me.
“Nothing major, but Kim Chief sustained some contusions. His neck was also strangled.”
“Is that so? You need to be careful. Oh my.”
Cha Manager immediately examined the bruises on my neck and shook his head.
“I’m fine.”
I leaned back as I spoke, but Cha Manager kept his gaze fixed on my neck, his brow furrowed.
“These aren’t ordinary bruises. You need to be careful. Wait a moment.”
He wagged his index finger and immediately went into his Office.
He then retrieved a small silver ointment container and handed it to me.
“This is the perfect remedy for bruises caused by being grabbed by ghosts. Apply it tonight before bed.”
“Ah, yes, thank you.”
I answered somewhat awkwardly and examined the ointment container.
It was a peculiar medicine bottle with no label attached.
“I have something to attend to, so I’ll be heading out. Submit the report by tomorrow afternoon.”
Cha Manager said as he walked toward the Elevator.
“I’ll be leaving as well.”
Ye-rim bowed to Ji-seok and gave a nod to Min-hye and me.
“Choi Employee, leave early too. Kim Chief, just hand over the footage you recorded and then head out.”
“Yes, understood.”
Min-hye and I answered simultaneously.
Ji-seok seemed to intend to work on the report for a while before leaving.
After that, Min-hye tidied up her desk and left immediately, while I handed over the footage recorded on my smart glasses to Ji-seok before heading out.

* * *

The shower cascaded down with a soft rush—
“Ahh.”
Back home, I stood beneath the shower spray and examined the bruises on my neck carefully in the mirror.
They were distinctly different from ordinary contusions.
Darker and more pronounced, they bore a peculiar pattern—almost like human facial features etched into my skin.
I reached up and gently touched the bruised area.
A sharp throb—
Pain radiated through the spot.
I furrowed my brow, exhaled slowly, and opened the ointment jar that Cha Manager had given me.
A pungent menthol scent wafted up, accompanied by a vibrant green salve.
The container bore numerous fingerprints—evidence of frequent use.
I scooped a small amount with my index finger and applied it gently to the bruises.
The moment it touched my skin, a cool sensation spread, and the bruises visibly faded within seconds.
“Huh.”
Intrigued, I turned the jar over in my hands, examining it from every angle.
There was no label listing ingredients or effects.
I shrugged and finished my shower.
Then, jar in hand, I stepped back into my room.
“You’re finished, sir.”
Seung-hun stood waiting with a towel draped over his clasped hands.
“Do you happen to know what this is? The manager lent it to me.”
I accepted the towel and draped it over my head, then handed the jar to Seung-hun.
He examined it briefly before responding.
“This is an ointment made by the Personal Physician long ago. I’ve seen the chairman use it before. He said it was effective for treating bruises caused by ghosts.”
“Is that so? What’s it made from?”
“I’m not entirely certain of all the details, but I’ve heard that sweet flag is the primary ingredient.”
“Sweet flag? You mean the kind used to wash hair during the Dragon Boat Festival?”
“Yes. I believe it’s sweet flag mixed with other ingredients.”
At Seung-hun’s explanation, I nodded lightly, my lips pursing slightly.
Sweet flag appeared in ancient medical texts and was used in various remedies, though I knew of no recorded use for treating bruises specifically.
However, it was indeed known as a plant that helped ward off misfortune.
‘So when the sweet flag ointment was applied, the bruises disappeared… Does that mean it completely erases traces of the ghost?’
I fell into thought, recalling the purple bruises I’d seen in the mirror.
“Will you rest now, or would you like to work a bit longer?”
“I have some work to do. I’ll handle it before bed. You should rest in your room as well.”
“Understood, sir. Have a restful evening.”
Seung-hun bowed at a ninety-degree angle, then left the room with the laundry.
I threw on casual loungewear and headed straight for the workshop.
Then I sat down at my desk and pulled out the Blood Blade.
Using today’s experiences as a cautionary lesson, I intended to upgrade the Blood Blade to the next level.

Exorcism Specialist Company Guihon Trading Chapter 106

Author
Cha Woo Renz
Publisher
Daon Creative
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Yoon Tae-ri
Cover
Lee Chi

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