What is fairness?
rsed his lips and honestly confessed, "Miss Mu, when we handled the bodies, there was a kind of corpse that was particularly heavy, it was the one with overwhelming resentment..."The phrase "deadly he..."Xiao Qiao, come here quickly! What does this pervert want to do! I've already called the police!" Song Wei's voice rang out behind the white fog.
She grabbed a fire extinguisher and sprayed it wildly at Situ Lin. Situ Lin dodged while chanting incantations, trying to get the hands from the Corpse Swamp to pull her in, but Song Wei had pure yang blood, so these ordinary ghosts couldn't hold her!
The Taoist priest wielding the copper bells suddenly lunged toward Song Wei, his mouth wide open.
I almost instantaneously cast the Ghost Binding Seal!
The Taoist priest froze, his flesh-torn face hanging before Song Wei.
Song Wei felt a jolt of electricity run through her, causing her to drop the fire extinguisher from her hand. It clattered down the steps with a loud bang.
"Oh... it's so cold... Xiao Qiao, come here quickly! What are you spacing out for!" Her face was pale, and she stamped her feet impatiently at me.
The Taoist priest's half face was already in front of her, his skull-like cheek pressed against Song Wei, his teeth gaping open, just a little distance from her neck.
Song Wei couldn't see ghosts, and even ordinary ghosts were afraid of him. The hands in the corpse mire couldn't hold her.
But even ghosts like Taoists who walk the path of Corpse Immortals, while they might not be able to possess her, would still have a negative impact on her. The strong yin energy made her teeth chatter from the cold.
Situ Lin stood between me and Song Wei. He was a human shell, unless Lian Hun flew out, the two little ancestors wouldn't be that smart to tell the difference.
What should I do As soon as I moved slightly, Situ Lin suddenly rushed over and grabbed Song Wei's back collar, slamming her hard against the wall.
With a dull thud, Song Wei was shoved hard by him and then thrown down the stairs.
"Song Wei!" My heart sank half way. Just relying on my strength, I'm no match for Si Tu Lin! I could only scramble and run to hug Song Wei.
Her forehead was cut and she hummed twice with her eyes closed before passing out.
Si Tu Lin stood on the stairs, breaking my Jiashi Gui Jue. The ghost Taoist with the copper bells turned around, facing us with his face half flesh and half exposed bone, a grotesque smile playing on his lips.
"Mu Xiaqiao, I have always treated you with courtesy... even possessing Mu Yunliang's skin like a straw man, I haven't truly harmed you... why don't we consider how we can be mutually beneficial" Situ Lin said陰測測.
Behind him was a large glass window. Outside, the lights were just starting to come on, the neon signs casting a dim and flickering glow that made his face appear even more grim and frightening.
"Sithu Lin, ever since we guessed that you were the one who killed Mu Yunliang, we've been watching everything you do. We also know your true identity. As a demon who walks the path of Corpse Immortal, we are on different paths and cannot be friends. Even if I die, I won't help you."
I held onto Song Wei, gently pressing my hand against my abdomen. It ached slightly here.
Was that move just now a bit too much
Now the heat in my lower abdomen seems to be surging and rolling, a little bit spilling out, as if gathering strength and suppressing it.
The red light beside me flickered on and off, and the Taoist priest drifted around me, shaking his copper bells.
More and more gray-white rotting limbs surged up from the mire beneath my feet. I felt like I was walking on thin ice, constantly fearing a plunge into the depths.
Song Wei's blood flowed from her forehead, and I frantically tore at my own clothes to press against her wound.
What can I do
“Mu Xiaqiao, don't you think some rules should be changed For example, you are treated as a sacrifice, used to become pregnant, and now you are still a beautiful toy for the Emperor to enjoy every day. Don't you feel that so-called divine compassion is so unfair to you”
Such inequalities have also troubled me.
But as I donned my rain cloak and crouched on a bamboo raft crossing the River Styx, I gave up pondering this question.
Below the Yellow Springs, there are so many ghosts. Why do they cling to it for a thousand years
Beneath the platform of forgotten souls, countless spirits pass by each day. How many truly understand the meaning of cherishing and letting go
By the time Jiang Qiyun tossed my raincoat aside and hauled me onto the bank, I had already abandoned any thoughts of fairness.
Love, where is the fairness
Love is being partial to hearing and believing, it's showing favoritism, it's having preferences and obsessions...
Who can argue with love
"Si Tu Lin, you've lived for so many years in vain, yet you can't see things as clearly as I do." I frowned, feeling like I was talking to a brick wall.
"...Mu Xia Qiao, cooperate with me, the half of your unborn child's soul will do. I won't harm you, and I'll even bestow upon you supreme magical powers..." He lowered his eyes to look at me, his gaze becoming somewhat erratic.
For a moment, I seemed to see a sinister, gaunt figure.
“…What do you really want” I frowned. “If you’re seeking revenge, most of the Huang Dao Cun people are dead. What else is there holding you back”
"Revenge" Si Tu Lin sneered, "Whether or not to seek revenge doesn't matter. Huang Dao Cun was born to be used for sorcery rituals. Do you know how much evil energy I've absorbed from it over the years It surpasses three lifetimes of cultivation by ordinary people! I want what... if you become my companion, you will naturally know."
Ring ring ring…
The sound of the Taoist priest's bronze bell echoed in my ears, causing me to feel disoriented. I shook my head forcefully. The blood bead oozing from Song Wei's forehead burned my hand and made my heart race with panic.
How could there be so much blood The wound isn't very big, why is the blood coming out like it's in a hurry
The little ancestor in my belly started to make a ruckus, as if something was oppressing him. The red light flickered on and off, unstable. The two of them were tossing and turning in my womb, the pain was so intense that I broke out in a cold sweat.
That Taoist priest's rattling bell was like a death knell, driving me mad! Situ Lin's sinister gaze sent chills down my spine, and Song Wei's wound was bleeding abnormally profusely...
What should I do...
Qiyun, you lazy bum! I'm too tired to teach you anymore!
A heap of gray-white limbs floated on the corpse mire beneath my feet, like writhing worms closing in on me—
At the brink of despair, I suddenly heard a string of rapid mantras "Namo Namo Akshobhya Buddha".
Buddha's name!
Then, a series of shattering glass sounds came closer and closer!
Shattered...shattered...
I suddenly remembered the time when that evil sorcerer set up a barrier. Even the ghost messengers and black and white impermanence couldn't get in. In the end, it was my uncle Cheng Suk who broke through the barrier from the inside!
With the index, middle, and ring fingers of the left hand pinching the middle joint of the thumb, the Northern Emperor slays! Break!
My hands were covered in blood. As I executed this single move, the massive glass window behind Situ Lin shattered like an explosion. Shards of glass flew everywhere, and I heard screams from pedestrians on the street.
The barrier is broken!
Si Tu Lin pinched the seal with both hands, his body almost immediately plunged into the black mist of the corpse swamp - that was how Mu Yun Liang had disappeared before.
The Taoist priest with the copper bells was gradually disappearing. I unwillingly raised my hand and formed the Binding Ghost Seal, but who knew that this time the Binding Ghost Seal would suddenly swell with yellow light, domineering and unstoppable!
In an instant, the Taoist priest was firmly pinned to the wall!
A beam of silver light, like a shooting star or an arrow, flew in from the shattered window and scattered into countless fine iron chains when it reached his eyes, binding the Taoist priest all over!
The silver light faded. Jiang Qiyun held onto the other end of the iron chain, gave me a cold look, and asked, “... Are you bleeding”
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Note: Akshobhya Buddha floor, I heard him muttering. I knocked and asked, "Dad What's wrong"My dad didn't answer me. This old man must be playing games with his headphones on again. I twisted open the door and saw him wear...