Chapter 127 The Ji Clan Arrives, the Soul Summoning Successfully…

Since it concerned her life, Li Ruojun dared not delay and brought back a member of the Ji family within two days.

It's quite interesting to talk about. Cultivators value family lineage, and most independent cultivators are homeless and don't specifically go to a certain place to serve in a demon-suppressing pavilion. Therefore, most demon-suppressing envoys in various places are powerful cultivators from famous clans.

For example, the previous Demon Suppressor of Qingzhou was Ji San of the Fengshui Ji Clan. After Ji San retired, the position of Demon Suppressor should have been taken over by the strongest cultivators in Qingzhou at that time, such as cultivators from famous clans like the Ji Clan, Duanmu Clan, Li Clan, and Lu Clan.

After several rounds of competition, everyone had come to believe that Ji Shaowei of the Ji clan should be the next Demon Suppressor of Qingzhou. However, just at that moment, a blind cultivator arrived from the south, standing silently before the Demon Suppressor Pavilion of Qingzhou.

He didn't speak, he didn't move, but on that day, everyone remembered his name.

Those who listen to the heart do not speak.

...

Ji Shaowei voluntarily conceded and became the deputy envoy of the Qingzhou Demon Suppression Bureau. He had been on a business trip in another city and had just returned to Qingzhou when he heard about this matter. Before he even had a sip of water, Li Ruojun dragged him here.

Something's not right.

Li Ruojun was almost inside the house when he turned around and saw Ji Shaowei still standing at the Li family's gate, muttering to himself. The young man exclaimed "Ouch!" and strode back, saying, "What are you doing? Come with me to rescue people!"

"Tsk,"

Ji Shao glanced at him. The young man had a pair of captivating peach blossom eyes and a handsome face, but his mouth was incredibly sharp.

He looked around and said slowly, "It's been a long time since I've been here. Your family is a bit complicated."

"What's so complicated? Ji Shaowei, can't you just say what you mean? You've always been like this since you were little."

"Why are you swearing?"

Ji Shaowei ignored him. The young man walked into the Li family's house, chuckling as he went, "I haven't settled accounts with you for opening this abandoned house yet."

He paused, then looked up at Li Ruojun and said, "Feng Shui cultivates Qi, not the soul. I came here not to save anyone."

Li Ruojun: "...Then what are you doing here...Why didn't you say so earlier?"

We're almost at the Li family's guest room, and you didn't say anything the whole way, but now that we're almost there, you're saying this?!

Ji Shaowei!!! You're so annoying!!!

Ji Shaowei ignored the insults in Li Ruojun's eyes. The young man walked ahead calmly, his tone cool amidst his smile.

"You didn't ask."

"You son of a bitch! Ji Shaowei!!!"

An angry male voice sounded from behind, but Ji Shaowei just smiled, as always feeling that the world was "peaceful." His mind was not on the voice, but only on this place.

Observe the wind direction, sense the yin and yang, use geomancy to assess the land, and analyze the flow of qi and water.

First, one sees ghostly shadows lurking everywhere; second, one sees demonic energy overflowing; finally, amidst the feng shui, one quietly listens to the weeping of souls.

Ji Shaowei quietly observed the place, when a gentle breeze suddenly swept by, as if reminding him of something.

...

A light crimson veil, silver bones and golden lotuses, a gentle breeze rustling beneath the eaves, a cold light kissing the beauty's brow. The summer light and shadow are hazy, vaguely yet deeply revealing the woman's profound and radiant beauty. She neither speaks nor laughs, but simply appears naturally under the eaves, momentarily raising her eyes to meet the young man's gaze.

The feng shui is turbulent, and evil spirits seep into the heart.

The woman smiled in confusion, and as she gently fanned herself, she seemed to hear Li Ruojun's cursing, or perhaps she saw him.

At that moment, Ji Shaowei unconsciously lowered his eyes; he was thinking,

It's so noisy.

...

Qingyu looked at the two young men not far away, still somewhat confused, but she pieced together the gist of it from Li Ruojun's cursing.

It's likely that this feng shui practitioner named Ji Shaowei couldn't save the person.

"What's all the noise outside?"

The scholar's voice came, and Qingyu tilted her head and smiled, "The person has arrived, but it seems... beyond saving—"

“I didn’t say that,”

A cool voice came from behind them, and Ji Shaowei had already arrived in front of them. The young man looked up at Qing Yu and said, "I never said that I couldn't save people."

The words had barely left his lips when Li Ruojun stood beside him, about to introduce them, when he heard Ji Shaowei chuckle at Qing Yu and Qin Tianshu.

"Qingzhou, Ji Shaowei."

Qin Tianshu nodded. "Nameless scholar, Qin Tianshu."

Qingyu smiled, lightly gripped the fan handle, and looked up. The woman casually said, "Qishan, Qingyu."

She turned around and walked towards the guest room after saying that, "Didn't you say you were going to save someone? Then let's hurry up."

In Fan Xiang's words, Lu Zhitao is just like A Zhao before her; she has lost two of her three souls, leaving only her human soul to support her body. But if her heavenly and earthly souls don't return within seven days, her human soul will also leave her body. When all three souls leave and her seven spirits dissipate—at that time, Lu Zhitao will surely die.

If we calculate the time, there are only two days left.

...

Inside the guest room.

Lying on the bed, Lu Zhitao remained as before, her eyes wide open but lifeless, staring blankly ahead, her body stiff. If it weren't for her pulse, one would think she was a ghost.

Lin Fanxiang sighed helplessly. She had just taken Lu Zhitao's pulse, and as time went by, the power of the seven souls in her body gradually dissipated, and her pulse gradually weakened.

Before she could leave the room, she heard Zhang Xuan walk in and say, "The Ji family's people have arrived."

Lin Fanxiang: Who is this person?

Zhang Xuan walked to her side. As the figure outside the house gradually appeared, the young man pointed to the hilt of his sword and said, "Ji Shaowei, Deputy Envoy of Qingzhou Demon Suppression."

"Xiangxiang,"

Qingyu's voice came softly as she approached Lin Fanxiang. "How is she?"

Lin Fanxiang shook her head, meaning it wasn't a good idea. Qingyu nodded. Zhang Xuan had somehow arrived under the eaves and was talking to Wen Chuan and the others.

Qingyu looked at the group of people still exchanging names at the door and said, "Ji Shaowei said that he will be alone in this room later to find Lu Zhitao's soul by following her aura before he can save her."

Lin Fanxiang: "...If someone loses their soul in a haunted house, even if they are found, they probably can't be brought back."

Qingyu smiled and raised her hand to fan Lin Fanxiang with a round fan. The day was getting hotter and hotter, but perhaps because the Li family lived near the mountains, there was still a chill in the air even in June.

"Who knows? Ji Shaowei might not be so sure... Life and death are predestined, and we can't force it. You've already done a great favor by coming here for her."

"Perhaps. In any case, we will be going to that haunted house in a few days, and it is important for us to find out how they got in."

As they were talking, people inside and outside the house started getting busy.

Ji Shaowei brought in some strange things, including banners and trees, and even took out a peach wood sword. Oh, and while chatting, she even took a liking to Cai Cai in Wen Chuan's arms, saying that roosters are also good for attracting souls.

...

Cai Cai: "Gu gu gu gou gou gaga ...

"Okay,"

While Ji Shaowei busied herself inside, the others withdrew and waited, some sitting and some standing under the eaves. Cai Cai, still quite upset by Ji Shaowei's words, nestled in Wen Chuan's arms and turned to bark a few times. Qing Yu, holding a fan, stood beside them and gently tapped Cai Cai's head, smiling as she scolded it.

"Why didn't you call out when they were here? You only started calling out when they saw them go in."

"A pretentious little chick."

"Um?"

"Coo coo coo coo..."

Wen Chuan looked down at her and smiled. Cai Cai was not still in his arms. Perhaps it was because it was hot and its fur was thick, so it was uncomfortable to be in someone's arms. Thinking of this, the young man put Cai Cai on the bench in the shade.

"Let's wait quietly for a while; it should take a bit inside."

"good."

Qingyu simply sat down on a bench on the side of the corridor, leaning against a pillar and talking to Wenchuan. As she laughed, she casually pulled Wenchuan to block out the sunlight.

Wen Chuan: "..."

On the other side, Zhang Xuan chatted with Li Ruojun about their cousin relationship and told him about Li Ruoxin waking up earlier. Meanwhile, Qin Tianshu and Fan Xiang talked about the abandoned house. Oh, and Cai Cai was walking around, poking this and nagging that, until she was finally punished by the scholar by being grabbed by the neck.

It was nearly noon, and the only sounds in the entire mansion were the chirping of cicadas and the whistling of the wind. They hadn't eaten, but were simply waiting quietly. Ji Shaowei had been in the guest room for quite some time now, and they could even hear the wind chimes fluttering inside...

"Third Brother,"

Suddenly, a weak female voice rang out, gently disturbing the afternoon cicadas' chirping—

It's Li Ruoxin.

...

"Third brother, how is it..."

Li Ruoxin, her tear stains still fresh and her face pale, entered the guest room. Despite the heat, her cheeks were thin, her eyes were dark, and her clothes were the thickest for autumn, giving her a pitiful yet eerie appearance.

After speaking to Li Ruojun, she looked at the crowd around her, her voice filled with helplessness and pain.

"I've thought about it for a long time, and I still don't want to see her die... If I could, I would definitely ask her why she did this to me..."

"I really..."

"Ah Xin, don't worry, we're all here... Third Brother didn't know any of this before, which is why he invited the Ji family... The matter of the soul is complicated, and we might not be able to succeed, but don't worry, even if we manage to revive Lu Zhitao, your brothers will seek justice for you!"

Li Ruojun frowned deeply, looking at the thin Li Ruoxin in front of him with heartache. Zhang Xuan, as her cousin, also said something unusually serious.

“If Lu Zhitao remains obstinate, even if we save her, we will not let her go.”

"It doesn't matter anymore... I'm just a little unwilling to accept it..."

Li Ruoxin spoke with anguish, clutching her chest and weeping. She thought, she was just unwilling to accept it, unwilling to accept that she had been so good to Lu Zhitao, only to be betrayed in return; unwilling to accept that all the words of her former sisters were false; unwilling... unwilling to admit it...

"Save her..."

Li Ruoxin looked up at Li Ruojun and everyone present, her voice weak yet twisted with determination.

"Please, save her... She can die, but she can't go like this, she can't leave so easily."

Amid the sobs, everyone fell silent, as if they hadn't expected Li Ruoxin to be so foolish, so soft-hearted towards her perpetrators...

On a summer afternoon, the ubiquitous chirping of cicadas couldn't drown out the woman's weeping, which unknowingly became increasingly disturbing. Qingyu yawned silently, glanced at the sky, and then said softly to Wen Chuan beside her, "What do you think is inside that house?"

The ghost immortal not only terrified Li Ruoxin into this ghostly state, but also absorbed people's souls to grant their wishes, yet strangely, he couldn't fulfill them properly, making things turn out like this.

Wen Chuan couldn't help but smile as he watched her join in the fun. The young man's eyes were gentle, but his reply was rather casual, "It's nothing more than some evil things. It should be related to Fengdu, otherwise there wouldn't be this soul sacrifice."

But it's strange that, according to Li Ruoxin, Lu Zhitao opened the haunted house and begged the so-called ghost immortal to exchange her life for a talent... So how did it end up with Lu Zhitao losing her soul while Li Ruoxin was perfectly fine?

There were many doubts, and there were some things that Li Ruoxin couldn't explain. Moreover, after she woke up, she was either crying or sighing, and her pitiful state made it hard to investigate further.

"Squeak—"

The door opened, and Ji Shaowei wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth. The young man finally staggered out of the guest room. Before anyone could speak, he looked at Li Ruoxin, whose tear stains had not yet faded, and smiled.

"I have summoned her soul back."