A muffled thud, and the gourd shattered into four pieces!
A nauseating smell of blood wafts out!
In the dark red ceramic shards, a pool of thick blood.
Not only did it smell like dog blood, but there was also a whiff of fishiness.
The black dog's blood is used to ward off evil, but the carp's blood, being a substitute for the little dragon's blood, has even more power to dispel negativity...
The souls and spirits are trapped in there for a while, and it's impossible to maintain consciousness.
If Mr. Liang were to bury the gourd in the coffin in this way, along with some arrangements, Mr. Qin would truly be damned for eternity!
The gray mist that was drawn in earlier diffused and spread.
However, soon it condensed into a blob in mid-air.
I couldn't suppress my urgent breath, staring at the gray mist, my hands trembling slightly, instinctively clenching into fists.
My mind, previously tense and anxious, settled into calmness.
I quickly took out a Yin Mountain bamboo slip and folded it into a paper figure.
Following that, I quickly applied makeup to the paper figure using the concealment technique!
Soon, the makeup took shape, and this paper-made person had a lifelike feeling. The eyes and eyebrows were particularly similar to Mr. Qin.
"Old man... Come... In!" I tried my best to suppress the anxiety in my heart and called out softly.
The gray mist completely condensed.
But instead of entering the paper figure, it suddenly shot upwards at an angle!
As it fell outside the courtyard, the gray mist condensed into a ghostly shadow.
All I could see was a black dress flashing past!
"Old man!"
With a shout, I quickly ran to the courtyard gate, squeezing out through the narrow door and sprinting to the location where Mr. Qin had disappeared earlier.
There was only a gloomy forest, and I couldn't even see half a ghostly shadow.
Standing there in a daze, my emotions were rolling uncontrollably.
Mr. Qin, why can't I see you?!
His soul appearing means that what Mao You San said is all baseless!
That's because Mao San You got the hexagram calculation wrong!
But why is Mr. Qin hiding from me?
Indeed, the Corpse Immortal might have restrained his body, but his soul is unharmed!
If I can find him, we can solve any problem together!
Why is he still so cold, even not saying a single word to me?!
My fists clenched tightly, I stood there for a long time, yet still could not figure anything out.
In addition, I had a sense of emptiness...
Mao You San got the hexagram wrong.
Mr. Qin's ghost appearing means that... he really is dead.
The dead Mr. Qin.
Dead...
The heart felt heavily oppressed, and I covered my chest.
After a long while, I finally managed to regain my senses.
A self-mocking smile appeared on my face, and I suppressed the urge to cry.
Mr. Qin taught me that men don't cry when they bleed.
I can be sorrowful.
But the tears of sorrow were already dried up on the day he died.
I don't know why Mr. Qin's soul is not seen by me.
Maybe, it's because I lack the fate of a Yang Spirit that's the reason.
I can't learn his divination techniques, even if the fate has ended...
What I can do is to move his body to a quiet place before this, so that he can rest in peace.
I turned around and returned to the front door of Mr. Liang's house.
The courtyard was empty and quiet, with nothing amiss; there was nothing wrong anywhere.
I slowly walked in the direction of home.
The night is getting deeper and darker.
In this way, the apparent dangers in the village were resolved by chance.
There are still Lü Kàn and Yu Xiù's fiancé lurking in the shadows, watching menacingly.
For me, a ghost that can be driven away by black donkey hooves is nothing to fear.
If he dares to come, this time without any external force, I will make sure he cannot leave.
Upon returning to the courtyard, I had no desire to sleep at all; I sat in the main hall.
I took out something.
The book I received from Sun Da Hai.
I turned to the page about the Twelve Palace Entrustment Lives and looked at it quietly.
The desire to take back my fate from Sun Zhuo was unprecedentedly intense.
I looked at it for an entire night, and only when the rooster crowed at dawn did I twist my stiff neck.
A slight creaking sound echoed in my ears, and my head felt groggy with consciousness fading.
The Twelve Palace Entrustment Lives are very complex.
Yet they are also very simple.
The complexity of it is such that people can't understand what it means.
Its simplicity lies in the fact that every step is laid out clearly.
Any person with some understanding can transfer their fate from one person to another!
However, the process would be incredibly painful for the person being cursed.
Suddenly, I thought of something.
Was the person whose life force was taken by Mr. Qin also suffering in the same way?
I am seeking revenge on Sun Zhuo.
Is there someone in the shadows, watching all the time, wanting to reclaim their own life?
My breath became more and more urgent, and this feeling made me very uncomfortable. I felt like there were eyes everywhere...
But soon after, the feeling was suppressed.
My life was spared because of the Earth Qi Pestilence.
The person whose life force was taken by Mr. Qin might have long turned into a skeleton.
I put away the book, walked unsteadily towards the room, and fell asleep heavily on the bed.
Since it was daytime and I could feel the heat pressing on me, I slept very deeply.
I don't know how long I slept, but even before opening my eyes, I sensed something was amiss...
There seemed to be a sense of being watched nearby.
There are also noisy sounds in the courtyard, as if people are having a conversation.
I opened my eyes abruptly, and my hands had already grasped two razor blades.
But sitting by the bed wasn't anyone else; it was Kuai Qi!
At this moment, Kuai Qi had applied makeup, with a healthy wheat-colored skin that was a little paler, long eyelids, and a clear tear in the eyelid.
In a black outfit, her petite and delicate figure was showcased to its fullest.
She was holding an unfinished bamboo weaving and continuously weaving.
"Brother-in-law, you're awake!" Kuai Qi exclaimed, stopping her actions.
Instantly, the loud noises outside disappeared.
It felt like everyone outside had quietened down, as if they were eavesdropping on something.
I sighed and rubbed my forehead. "How did you find this place?"
"Asked around," Kuai Qi said with bright eyes. "The villagers who were willing to guide me were numerous." I was slightly taken aback.
What Kuai Qi said was indeed true.
No matter what age, both men and women cannot resist beautiful young girls.
After I enlightened Kuai Qi, she no longer seemed as timid and cautious as before, but instead grew more confident.
"Brother-in-law, you look very tired. I heard from the villagers that the village chief died yesterday, and the village is not peaceful?"
"You still have a strong smell of blood on you..."
Kuai Qi looked at my mouth and pursed her lips, revealing a hint of dissatisfaction in her eyes.
"If anything happens to you, how will I explain it to my sister?"
Me: "…"
"Go out, I'll change my clothes. There was trouble in the village before, but now there's no trouble; it's all been resolved." I rolled off the bed.
"Oh..." Kuai Qi shrugged her shoulders, mumbling something in a low voice that I couldn't hear clearly.
Frowning, I looked at Kuai Qi again and asked, "What did you say?"
"Nope?" Kuai Qi smiled sweetly and left the room with her unfinished bamboo weaving.
I stood there for a few seconds before I took out the clothes that I hadn't completely brought with me from the closet.
After changing into the clothes, I put on my weapons again.
Because of the Nine Stream Arts, my clothes were just normal school attire with a few loose items.
The other clothes were all packed inside.
Pushing the door open.
Looking around the courtyard, there were five people standing here and there. The door of the hall was open, and Kuai Qi was sitting next to the table, weaving bamboo. There were several other people sitting in various places.
I roughly counted, and Kuai Qi had brought along quite a few people. There were a total of nine.
At the time, Kuai Qi said that there were four Zhou family councillors.
Now it seems that the four should be their friends.
I don't know what kind of job they do.
It's still a shady occupation, or perhaps an off-beat path.
At this moment, everyone's eyes fell on me.
Except Kuai Qi.
I didn't change my expression, walked to the well location, drew water to wash up, and cleaned the blood from my mouth particularly.
There was no doubt about the Earth Qi's protection; my tongue wound wasn't large.
When I looked up, I realized that the four people were surrounding me, and the five who had been standing in the courtyard earlier were still there as before.
In the hall, Kuai Qi was the only one left. She was still weaving bamboo and gently humming a tune, looking very leisurely.
I was deep in thought and glanced around casually.
The four people were around thirty years old. I noticed that the Zhou family members had a characteristic feature; they all had pointed heads and faces, as if they had rat heads.
Their stature was not short, but their appearance was anything but commendable.
I faintly exhaled and roughly guessed what the reason for these people surrounding me might be.
Kuai Qi was using the guise of exploiting others.
But were the Zhou family members really that foolish?
It seemed like they were being exploited, but in reality, once they were here, they wanted to take control.
"Luo Xian Sheng," one of the Zhou family members said quietly, "I've heard your name several times from Zhou Yan. Even in the area of the high crown, they've mentioned you as being a pretty boy."
"Zhou Yan?" I thought for a moment and said, "That's the one with the rat face, right?"
"You!" That Zhou family member instantly glared at me with anger.
The others also had fierce expressions. Someone cursed, "What are you saying!?" I didn't change my expression.
In the hall, Kuai Qi chuckled.
The Zhou family member who spoke first had an even grimmer expression, staring intently at me.
"Zhou Yan is my brother. You, a lowly nine-stream person with no family background, wanting to lay hands on Kuai Qi is impossible!"
"If anything happens to Kuai Qi if she follows you, you'll be an embarrassment."
"From now on, you will listen to my words of Zhou Kang. If you save Kuai Ying peacefully and uneventfully, your past issues will be erased."
"Otherwise..."
"What then?" I narrowed my eyes and met his gaze.
Kuai Qi's attitude, I have roughly understood it.
She also knows that the Zhou family members will take control once they arrive.
But taking control depends on strength.
The Zhou family's methods are a bit odd, but their skills are quite ordinary.
At this distance, even though there are nine of them, I don't feel much pressure.
"What then?"
"Otherwise, what?" I asked with a slight narrowing of my eyes. "Kill you and make you a rat, believe it?" Zhou Yan licking his lips, his eyes flashing with cruelty and excitement.
My brow furrowed slightly, but I seemed to be thinking something.
"Say it. Where is Kuai Ying trapped, and tell the whole truth about Qin Chu."
"Everyone who came here has higher skills than you, they are all your seniors. Even if you're a local, tuck your tail between your legs," Zhou Yan said with an even more arrogant tone, gesturing with his nose.
