Back in the guest room upstairs, Rong Chaoxi asked seriously, "Do you really want to know? You might not be able to bear it."
Cheng Lixue lowered her eyes and looked at the little guy in front of her. She tightened her hands on the table, then nodded firmly.
"I want to know why he died."
That was the father who raised her for more than ten years. She wanted to know his entire past, whether good or bad.
"Okay." Rong Chaoxi said slowly, "I'll help you calm down first."
Cheng Lixue blinked, not knowing what she meant by "keep calm", but she nodded obediently and sat up straight.
The others also found a place to sit down.
Rong Chaoxi gathered a ball of spiritual power at his fingertips, motioned Cheng Lixue to lower her head, and then tapped her forehead.
While transferring spiritual power, it also pushed the evil deeds done by Master Cheng into her memory.
Fifteen years ago, Caiyun City suffered a flood. Countless houses were destroyed, food was destroyed by the flood, and people were displaced and starving.
Cheng Lixue was only three years old and was a girl who was abandoned and left to fend for herself.
When Taoist Cheng went down the mountain, he saved her from being eaten by the refugees.
But when Master Cheng saved her, he didn't have good intentions.
At that time, something went wrong in his practice, so he went down the mountain to steal other people's innate spiritual energy and repair himself.
After absorbing the spiritual energy of the refugees, his injuries have greatly healed.
So I thought about taking the child home to raise him in case of emergency.
Although Cheng Lixue was young, she was very sensible. She took care of Taoist Cheng's food and daily life in the thatched cottage in the mountains.
Perhaps they really had feelings for each other, so Master Cheng never attacked her.
As Cheng Lixue grew up, she had an excellent talent for growing fruits and vegetables. The fruits she grew were juicy, sweet and delicious.
Seeing that she was bored in the mountains, Taoist Cheng asked her to go to the village at the foot of the mountain to make some friends.
There were few people living in the mountains, and Taoist Cheng often went into seclusion. She was really lonely, so she listened to him, made many friends in the village at the foot of the mountain, and often took her friends to the mountain to pick fruit.
But gradually, for unknown reasons, all her friends died in their dreams.
Half of the children in that village did not live past the age of twelve.
During those years, the villagers were in a panic and even invited Taoist Cheng to exorcise evil spirits, sending him offerings every day.
They feed the demons that killed their children.
Not only that, there are also the beggars in the city whom Cheng Lixue has been helping. Those who have received her kindness all died without a good end because of this.
Taoist Cheng was using her good deeds to cover up his bad deeds.
In the mirror image of the sea of consciousness, Cheng Lixue was already in tears.
She saw that the children who died in the village, the beggars who disappeared for no reason in the city, and the passers-by she saved in the mountains had all had their spiritual energy sucked away by her adoptive father, and their souls and bodies were separated, causing them to die.
The innate spiritual energy is equivalent to the glue between the soul and the body. Without the glue, the soul cannot merge with the body.
However, the souls of those who died because of this cannot enter the underworld to be reincarnated, and can only become ghosts in the mountains until they forget their past and turn into nothingness.
Cheng Lixue often saw a lot of floating white mist in the mountains, which were the souls of those people.
"ah…………"
Cheng Lixue cried out with difficulty, she covered her chest, in so much pain that she couldn't breathe.
"Standing in the snow..."
Qin Jiang hurried forward and hugged her, his face full of worry.
"Chaoxi, what happened to her?"
"Don't worry, cousin. I've managed to calm her down. She'll be fine after this pain."
Rong Chaoxi looked gloomy, and she could feel the undead's confusion and pain at that time.
"Chaoxi, are you okay?" Rong Yubai saw that she looked unhappy.
Rong Chaoxi shook his head and leaned on Rong Yubai's shoulder.
"Um... let's go back." The atmosphere was a little solemn, and Jiang Xinran whispered, "Miss Cheng should be alone."
Before leaving the inn, Rong Chaoxi said to Qin Jiang, "Cousin, your fate is over."
There was an ill-fated relationship between the two of them.
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