After Old Gong's explanation, I finally understood the reason.
In fact, it was just like my initial understanding of the undead when I first learned the Nine Flow Technique.
Where one dies and where the evil is dispersed are both predetermined.
The haunted person who is killed often finds it easy to move on to another place.
To a certain extent, the person who commits suicide is so obsessed that they may become trapped in a certain place and cannot transcend it.
Of course, this is not limited to death; it changes with the intensity of the obsession.
Just from Lao Gong's perspective, this ghost dies from blood of the lower corpse and from a family affair. He wakes up for a moment, finds it difficult to accept what he has done, and commits suicide.
Even he didn't choose the military resolution, the dead resolution, but simply buried himself.
For everything he had done, he felt regret and hatred. It's not so much a suicide as him being unable to accept the current situation, thus bringing his own life to an end. He knew that death was not the end, but death could allow him to draw a prison for himself.
That's why I want to take him out, which is extremely difficult and almost impossible to achieve.
This is a malevolent house, a malevolent prison, a nightmare.
It is the nightmare hour for Qi Yoyao, as well as his own.
I basically understand everything Lao Gong said, so I remained silent for a long time.
Lao Gong raised his head slightly and sighed, "True people are difficult to kill, regardless of whether they have passed the test or not. They all have real strength, not just high heavenly Daoists, not only Lei Ping Daoists. That little Douzi of life has not died easily. Think about Zhen Rens again. He still wants to keep face. He wants to be immortal rather than a stone in the toilet pot. That's why he killed himself."
"This Mao Yi not only wants to live, but also is willing to go to any lengths, gather everything, and live a good life. He is very determined; this is his path."
Lao Gong's last sentence, like throwing a stone into a pond, woke me up as if from a dream!
"It's his way!"
I heard every word, one by one.
Lao Gong looked confused and lost, with no understanding of my meaning at all.
I didn't say anything and walked straight ahead.
"Boss, you should say something. What do you want to do?" Lao Gong asked quickly, his voice in my ear.
"The ghost Daoist doesn't want to wake up because he is trapped in his own debt. He is suffering, but even though he is suffering, he still has a glimmer of consciousness. That is, he will ask what Dao is."
"He and I have never met before. After he asked me, he destroyed the inheritance of the old Gong head. That is not my answer. In fact, it doesn't matter what the answer is, what matters is what he thinks."
"What does he think?" I asked.
"Uh... boss, you are a bit profound, just like me and Lao Gong. What the ghost Daoist thinks is too simple. A Daoist is a Daoist, carrying out justice for the heavens, living well."
Lao Gong's voice stopped abruptly!
I repeated each word, then said, "Yes, to carry out the will of heaven and live a righteous life, to uphold the rules. A Daoist is a Daoist, and Dao is Dao! Because of greed, Mao Yi seized the artifact of Sigu Mountain. Because of anger, he wanted to kill me and claimed everything for himself, even preventing others from enjoying the benefits of Tian Gong Spring. He has many diseases. The ghost Daoist is a Daoist at Sigu Mountain; he won't ignore it. If we can't wake him up, bring in Mao Yi. Mao Yi is right in front of us; he won't care!"
Lao Gong's face was filled with a smile, his perverted smile mixed with a little excitement, and he even started to laugh.
In the long corridor, his laughter became very loud, echoing continuously.
The ghost Daoist earlier clearly sought me out when he was conscious, and then disappeared under the control of the blood of the lower corpse.
The ghostly wall in the long corridor also disappeared, and I returned to my usual position in Qi family mansion.
Following the memory of the route I had walked, I quickly arrived at the house where the symbol was pasted before, and decisively pushed the door open.
But inside the house, there was no sign of the ghost Daoist.
Lao Gong reminded me and I finally realized that we could see the ghost Daoist in Qi family's original house because he could only stay there, and if we consider the dreamland as a geomantic array, then his corpse is the pivot point, so he is an iconified manifestation that cannot disappear, only his spirit entering the dreamland.
Just like when the spirit immortal stayed in the rear mountain, Qi Yoyao's main soul suffered torment in the dreamland.
In this dreamland, the ghost Daoist's soul can appear and disappear at will, being present everywhere.
Moreover, he is used to suffering from the torment of lower corpse blood, so he is probably hiding somewhere, enduring great pain and waiting for himself to become conscious.
I paused for a moment before saying, "We can't wake him up. Perhaps he himself is not conscious under the trouble of lower corpse blood. Then I have to go out and bring Mao Yi in."
"This..." Lao Gong looked very uneasy and said in a low voice, "The headless young maiden might not let you take a risk. Mao Yi might kill you directly."
"No way into the tiger's den, no gain of the tiger's child. Without adventure, how to kill a true person?" I shook my head and said, "You go to my parents, protect them. Although the dreamland is relatively safe compared to other places, they are in a very poor state now and need protection."
In the process, I took off the night pot and put it on the ground.
"Boss... this..." Lao Gong seemed to have understood something, gaped for a moment, and then said no more. His head fell into the night pot and rolled in a direction with a rumbling sound.
I lightly inhaled and stepped into the room, stopping at the empty bedside.
After a moment of thought, I raised the Gaotian Sword and pressed my forefinger on the sword to start drawing symbols.
Muttering under my breath, I recited the Breaking Prison spell.
In an instant, the Breaking Prison spell was completed. A sizzling sound issued from the Gaotian Sword, and where it made contact with the air, it seemed as though it were being eroded and hollowed out…
What I saw before my eyes was like a piece of cloth, but it was just that this cloth was too real.
Now, a corner of the real has been torn open.
I was afraid to use the Breaking Prison spell to break open the entire dreamland prison, but later I found out that this dreamland prison is not only Qi Yoyao's, but also Guo Daoren's. I knew that with my abilities, I could never break through all the dreamlands.
Lao Gong was right. Qi Yoyao might not let me go out, which isn't safe, and the people from the Liu family haven't arrived yet.
However, considering the pros and cons, the Liu family from the ancient Qiangxia city has come. Will they kill Mao Yi?
The answer is no. At the foot of Juqu Mountain, ancient Qiangxia city will not kill a true person who is the vice head of Juqu Mountain.
They can take me away, and it may offend Mao Yi and Juqu Mountain, but it will only ensure that I do not die.
I still understand this very well.
At this moment, Mao Yi is already beyond death.
I don't want there to be an enemy with such power in our family. He could easily take our lives with a single move!
In front of me, this is the only opportunity!
Erosion, becoming more and more, suddenly surrounded by thick fog.
After the thick fog disperses, I stand by a bedside, and there is an old man lying quietly on the bed. His entire body seems to be withered like wood, without any vitality. There are blood-colored insects crawling all over him from his mouth, nose, ears, and even his eyelids. They move constantly, forming a dense swarm that is very unpleasant to look at.
