Chapter 109 This is a ghost (18) The wizard feels that this woman...

The trees rose up and attacked.

Xiao Zhen has already greeted all the same kind in this area and exerted her spiritual power. Some of them understood, and some did not. Since they were of the same kind, they were forced to share the same hardships with her.

Be it internal force or external force, if he doesn't die, they will be the ones to die.

Xiao Zhen's trunk was gone, but her tree soul had already taken shape. The moment the trunk was cut off, she used up all the power of her soul to break free from the tree.

She is now neither a tree, nor a spirit, nor a fairy, nor a ghost. She is a tree spirit with cultivation but no carrier.

She found stones, found water plants, and when Aza took the order, found all the nearby trees.

If he does not die, you will die.

Her spirit body is gone, but her spiritual power is still there. The nearby trees are willing to listen to her, and even those that don’t understand will listen to her.

When the vine whipped down, Aza's blood mixed with the fallen leaves.

He could not say anything and let her vines whip down like a hot whip. He thought that these vines might be made by her own spirit, and each stroke carried her anger and pleasure of revenge.

The vines were entangling the evil ghost...it was she who told the vines that he was the evil ghost it needed to deal with.

"A rotten tree cannot be carved..." Her words echoed in my ears.

Aza felt sore all over and was almost fainting.

The trees lined up in a row, lifting him up into the sky, and their tall, thin branches were like brand-new whips, whipping him again and again.

Xiao Zhen stood on a tree line formed by branches and looked at him indifferently.

She couldn't cry, but there was a hint of sadness in her eyes.

The kind of sadness that comes from being disappointed again and again, to the point of being completely chilled to the bone.

The wind slapped the branches, and the man was dragged down and then dropped down. He was like a criminal waiting for torture, waiting for the woman to give him the final punishment.

He fell to the ground, and the branches tied him up again and again. As he watched, dark clouds turned and rain fell at the end of the alley. The thunderstorm seemed to be accusing Xiao Zhen of the injustice of life. After all, Xiao Zhen was reluctant to do it himself because of their old friendship.

She just stood nearby, looking at him silently.

Recalling the scenes of my recent interactions with him.

It is not a good thing for a spirit to fall into the mortal world, be moved by mortal hearts, and feel compassion. Mortals will eventually disappoint her, especially men.

She watched the man who had chopped her off being tied up with branches and hung up with beatings. She could hear the sound of flesh being torn apart with every whip.

If he cut her off, she would cut him off.

He was the biggest timber merchant in the city, and if she didn't cut him down, her kind would be chopped to death one by one.

Xiao Zhen seemed like a traveler who had been given a mission. There were thousands of troops galloping in his heart, and the cries of the tree rows were calling out to the green and singing self who was growing hard in the primeval forest.

I was so young back then, my body was wet with dew. If I became a girl, I would definitely be as lively as water.

She once thought that she would fly to another sky with the aroma of mushrooms all over her body, and with him...

Thinking of him, she couldn't help but feel angry towards Aza again.

There was a roar, the sky was shocked, and the leaves were like millions of palms injected with stimulants, each palm was pierced with a broken heart, they were ready to punish the man.

Aza was in so much pain that he wanted to die.

But he couldn't feel the pain anymore.

The tinnitus covered up all the sounds that should have been heard, those roars that sounded terrifying.

"Go and call the mage quickly." Liu Binghai ordered Zuihua.

But he could no longer hear. Zuihua stared at everything happening in front of him with his eyes wide open. He didn't know whether he was shocked by such an unexpected event or by the scene of howling wind and rain. His forehead turned green and his eyes stared straight at the fighter-like tree spirit.

His pupils were huge and his eyes were wide open like a cow's.

"What are you daydreaming about!" Liu Binghai roared, "You go find the mage, I'll stay here, do you hear me?"

If she hadn't hoped to give the man a final boost of strength, she would have gone to find a wizard herself.

Drunk flowers in ink what.

He didn't react to her words at all, but just stared straight ahead with his eyes wide open, gritting his teeth, not knowing what to do.

The man was about to fall from the sky again.

Although he made a mistake, everyone has their own way and his crime does not deserve the death penalty.

Liu Binghai recited a scripture, stretched out his arms, and rushed forward with Zuihua again.

The man fell on top of the two men, breathing his last.

He grunted and fell to the ground.

If no one restrains this woman, I'm afraid none of them will survive today.

"Hey!" Liu Binghai yelled at Zuihua.

He was crushed.

His cultivation level is not as high as Zhang Guizhi's, and now he only has a crushed soul. Although the soul cannot merge with matter, it can still collide with the force field of power.

Zuihua was flattened into a persimmon.

It took a while before it became rounder.

"How are you!" Liu Binghai roared.

The rustling of leaves filled her ears, and she could hardly hear herself speak. She was afraid that Zuihua would be disillusioned here.

But he had been suppressed to the point of being a little mentally confused.

Zuihua grinned twice, "I'm so awesome."

What the hell, this is not the time for him to show his courage.

Liu Binghai wanted to roar, but Zuihua closed his eyes and passed out.

Liu Binghai recited scriptures for a long time before he opened his eyes and rolled his eyeballs.

The man lay on the ground, breathing heavily with his remaining breath.

Xiao Zhen didn't want to get entangled with him anymore, so she mobilized her last bit of strength to lure a huge rock over.

She knew that this blow might destroy herself.

But she had had enough.

The huge rock came like a rocket.

Zuihua opened his eyes and saw the huge rock. He didn't have time to think about it. His face changed, he recited a scripture, pushed aside the drifting ice sea, and rushed over like a flying fish, wedging himself between the man and the huge rock.

This would take off two-thirds of the force, but he would also squash it.

He landed under a tree root, lightly and silently.

Before she could wait a moment, another huge rock flew over. Zuihua didn't hesitate and used all her last bit of ghost power to pounce on Aza.

Seeing that the boulder was about to fall on the man, Zuihua took the lead and pressed herself on the man.

The huge rock fell down heavily, crushing all his ghost power. Zuihua made a rare "suffocating sound", which was a sound that a ghost might make when it was about to die.

The stone made a loud "bang" sound, shocking the whole alley.

Zuihua also let out a suffocating roar.

It hit the man and then slowly rolled down and fell to the side.

There were only two men standing still, lying on the ground.

"Zuihua!" Liu Binghai roared.

She hadn't been moved at all during the whole journey, but at this moment she panicked and shouted, "Zuihua!"

Then rushed over.

This idiot, why is he trying to show off here instead of going to find a wizard!

She rushed over and lifted Zuihua's head.

"Zuihua!" she yelled.

She chanted the mantra quickly, trying to control Zuihua's dying ghost spirit.

She felt sad and couldn't bear to see Zuihua leave like this.

"How are you! Zuihua." Liu Binghai held up the back of his neck. He opened his eyes slightly, and the remaining breath lingered at the corner of his mouth.

There was actually a slight upward curve at the corner of his mouth.

Liu Binghai supported him and looked at him.

He gave her a small smile.

"I, I finally did a good thing." Zuihua stammered and said slowly, "I, I'm sorry for that woman, my woman."

He wanted to cry, but he had no tears. Liu Binghai watched a stream of green air sliding down from his eyelids. Those should be his tears.

"I'm not an alcoholic anymore." A hint of satisfaction lingered in his dying voice. "I'm doing her justice by not being an alcoholic..."

"Zuihua!" Liu Binghai shouted heartbreakingly.

He always thought he was free and happy before, but later he found out that the clown was just himself.

He thought that Xiao Zhen should be out of strength now.

Maybe, we can let Aza go...

Aza didn't do it on purpose, but he deserved his death...

Now I can die in peace... Zuihua gave a satisfied, weak smile.

Liu Binghai chanted some scriptures and blew a few breaths of cold air towards Zuihua to protect his soul which was about to dissipate.

His pupils slowly turned green, becoming the color of a swamp.

He remembered that he once took his wife to the swamp in the south on a sunny day. She was wearing a simple plain cheongsam and was very young at that time.

That was the only time he accompanied her outside the city. The swamp was covered with green leaves, just like the endless green before their eyes.

In the past, he was worried that his wife would not be able to live well alone, so he would go home to visit her from time to time. Now, he has nothing to worry about and just wants to be a good ghost and drift away without worries, which would satisfy him.

He smiled carefreely at the drifting ice sea.

Liu Binghai felt angry and sad. He blew big puffs of air at him, holding the back of his neck and kept shouting, "Zuihua, Zuihua!"

But Zuihua's pupils were already green.

Horrible green.

But Xiao Zhen did not lose strength because of his fierce counterattack.

She glanced at the dying Aza and seemed to sense something. She looked at him with contempt, but tears welled up in her heart.

Those tears did not form a line, but were tangled in balls like cotton wool in her heart.

The ball of cotton wool made of tears wrapped around her body, blocking her heart chakra. She remembered that she had grown tall in that primeval forest, with an old tree next to her emitting fragrance, birds flying around her, and flowers raining down from the sky.

Thinking of this, the look she gave Aza became even more heartless.

With a whip of the vines, the vines in the air turned into rain.

Two whips of vines, drunken life and death, eternal sorrow.

Three whips of the vine, and the old hatred and memories are gone.

Four whips of the vines, and everything is gone without a trace and no one is left to rely on.

Halfway through the fourth whip, Xiao Zhen's hand stopped. She looked at the man for a moment, as if bidding him a final farewell. She didn't want to continue with this dying whip.

She mobilized the tree trunks around her, tied up the man and tightened his neck.

She was hacked to death, and she also wanted his head to be broken and his body to be cut in two.

She activated all the curse spirits in her body, and her face became more and more purple. Aza was tied up and motionless, and her purple face also showed that her own spiritual power was about to return to zero.

Then, just as she suddenly roared and wanted to kill the man, the trunk of the tree suddenly softened, like a powerless hand, suddenly loosening.

Liu Binghai turned around suddenly and saw the wizard wearing his usual long gown and a string of beads hanging around his neck rushing towards Xiao Zhen.

Under the falling leaves, he was surrounded by green, his eyes firm.

He rushed to Xiao Zhen, chanting the mantra that seemed to be what he had been practicing every day. The torch in his hand was burning and he threw it near Xiao Zhen.

He is a wizard and does not harm living creatures, but a blazing torch is enough to weaken the spiritual power of the tree spirit.

The torch made Xiao Zhen feel hot and uncomfortable, and the monk recited the scriptures faster and faster.

Xiao Zhen had already used up too much spiritual energy and was now exhausted. He had a splitting headache and could not bear it any longer. He pressed his hands tightly against his skull, which was about to explode, and cried out in pain.

She finally cried, although without tears.

Her heartbeat was getting faster and faster, and the burning of the fire intensified her pain.

Fire overcomes wood, and trees are most afraid of fire.

At this moment, she could not even stand steadily. She recognized the wizard. She held on to her last bit of strength and launched the last wave of spiritual power to make these towering trees sweep away the remaining clouds.

She no longer cared about herself and just wanted this man to die.

The wizard threw a dagger.

Liu Binghai understood what he meant and attached himself to Aza in three seconds. He quickly picked up the dagger and cut off the tree trunk that was wrapped around the body.

Aza was already dying. He certainly didn't have the strength to save himself, and she could only hold on for a few minutes.

The tree trunk was cut off, and the dying body attached to the drifting ice rolled to the side. Xiao Zhen exerted more strength and she rolled to the side again.

Xiao Zhen finally couldn't hold on any longer. As the wizard's spells became faster and faster and the torches burned, she fell among the sea of trees that were loyal to her.

The iceberg quickly got off Aza's body.

She floated to the side of the mage, very nervous, "Mage."

His forehead was covered in sweat and he looked exhausted.

If she hadn't consumed most of her spiritual power in advance, it would probably not have been so easy to subdue her.

"Azata..." Liu Binghai said.

The mage went to Aza and sniffed his breath.

He was well prepared, and the medicinal vinegar he prepared for him contained ingredients to save his life, but it could not stop the spiritual attack of the tree spirit.

Fortunately, he still had some strength left. The wizard stuffed him with a hemostatic pill and dragged him aside.

Xiao Zhen fell beside the tree. He had lost all his spiritual power and turned into a log.

The master put her away and went to see Zuihua again.

Zuihua's face has turned green.

It starts with the pupils turning green, and then slowly spreads to the entire face.

Liu Binghai suppressed his complicated emotions and said to him, "Zuihua!"

At this time, she no longer cared much about Aza's life. Her purpose was to practice cultivation to help others. If she could practice cultivation, she would practice cultivation. If she couldn't, then forget it. He would bear the debt of grievances he had created himself. If she couldn't practice cultivation on him, she would find another way.

Zuihua was her little brother who had accompanied her all the way after she came here. Although he was mumbling nonsense, this matter had nothing to do with him, so why hurt him?

Not to mention whether hurting Zuihua would be detrimental to her cultivation, just because of the kindness he showed her by her side all the way, she couldn't bear to see him leave like this.

Why was he so stupid? Why did he risk his life for that man? If it were her, seeing that she couldn't save the man, she would turn around and run without saying a word.

This idiot!! Is he going to die now that his wife ran away?

"Is there still hope?" she asked the wizard anxiously.

The mage felt his aura and could hardly detect any.

He wasn't sure, but it wasn't completely hopeless.

Regardless of whether he can be saved or not, we must take him back first.

He looked up and stuffed Zuihua's original soul into a glass bottle. When Liu Binghai saw Zuihua going there, his heart ached and a tear almost rolled from his throat into his heart.

She raised her hand and held the wizard's hand.

She didn't really hold it down, but superficially, she held his hand down.

"Promise me one thing." She calmed down and said lightly.

The wizard looked into her calm eyes.

After a long pause, Liu Binghai finally spoke word by word, "In the future, I may practice cultivation in various places, or I may continue to wander. No matter where I go, when Zuihua wakes up, you will take him in and give him a good place to go, okay?"

She paused, thinking about his erratic behavior, and then said, "He's timid, so don't assign him any work that's too violent. Let him recite the scriptures and cultivate his mind. That's my way of repaying you, okay?"

Thank you for saving Aza today.

Oh, assigning him a task is considered her way of repaying him?

The wizard looked at her without saying anything.

Liu Binghai explained, "By accepting souls into the hall, it will also help your own virtue. I made the decision for Zuihua and asked him to follow you, which can be considered as helping you."

Oh, she is quite smart.

"It's just that he's really not suited to wandering around. He needs someone to look after him and protect him. Let him have a stable home, and practice Dharma and cultivate his mind by your side. Consider it my own exchange, okay?"

The mage said with some regret, "You still don't want to follow me?"

Liu Binghai smiled and said, "It seems you agreed."

The mage felt that this woman was really difficult to deal with. "I'm asking you, are you still unwilling to follow me?"

Liu Binghai thought about it and said, "I'm used to freedom and not to being controlled. If I have any questions, I will ask you."

"I don't have that kind of free time," he said lightly.

Today he sensed the outbreak of war in advance and had already made preparations. The moment the tree rows shook, he waited until Xiao Zhen had used up half of his spiritual power before he dared to come out. Otherwise, he might not even be able to save him.

The fewer things like this happen, the better. It’s better to stay out of it in the future. It’s not worth wasting her own soul.

"Don't interfere in this kind of things in the future," he said to her.

She nodded. "I understand."

…

Still unwilling to follow him.

The wizard ignored him and took Zuihua and the tree spirit away.

"Go back to Aza's house first. I'll let you know if there's any news."