36 Chapter 36
◎Not able to be reborn◎
Fang Lie's expression suddenly froze and his face turned pale.
"Great Master, what do you mean?" Fang Lie said incoherently.
Qian Yang said, "Because of me, this spell no longer works on your cousin. On the contrary, if you stay with him for too long, your body will suffer the consequences."
"Have you been waking up in the middle of the night lately, having trouble breathing?"
Fang Lie nodded with a dull expression, "Yes..."
Qian Yang nodded and said, "In two months, you will die suddenly in your sleep."
Fang Lie: “…”
Immediately, his eyes were filled with tears, and he looked at Qianyang and the other person with tearful eyes.
"Cousin... Master... I, I'm still so young... I don't want to die!"
Song Yunli's eyelashes trembled slightly, and he looked at Qianyang with a clear gaze and asked, "Master Qianyang, do you have a way to break the curse?"
Qian Yang pondered for a moment before replying, "I have a way to break the curse, but the Yin-avoiding curse is different from other curses. It can only be broken if the person who cast the curse is found."
Fang Lie's face turned pale as he said, "It's over. He and I just met by chance. He might have already hidden away. I, I'm going to die soon..."
After listening to their explanation of the stakes, Xiang Li trembled and asked, "Master Qianyang, will anything happen to me? I'm the only child in my family. If anything happens to me, my parents will be heartbroken!"
Qian Yang said: "You will not be affected."
Suddenly, Xiang Li breathed a sigh of relief.
But some were happy while others were sad. Fang Lie was so frightened that his teeth were chattering.
"It's over... I have to call my mom and tell her my last words. Damn it, even if I become a ghost, I won't let the person who cursed me go!"
Qianyang pondered for a few seconds and looked at Song Yunli.
Song Yunli was different from her. He could not see any spiritual power remaining on the iron sheet. He definitely did not go to the antique market to look for the person who cast the curse half a year ago.
"Mr. Song, I wonder what you originally planned to do by coming to the antique market today?"
Song Yunli paused for a moment, as if he felt there was no need to hide anything, and said frankly: "I have a rough idea of what you said. I came here today to seek help from an old friend."
"...The master behind you?"
There must have been a master guiding Song Yunli's actions of feeding ghosts with his own body and digging up his ancestors' graves, who also extended his life by at least one year.
"That's right." Song Yunli said.
Qian Yang nodded. "In that case, please take me with you. I want to know how he plans to deal with this matter."
Song Yunli did not refuse and said, "It just so happens that he also wants to see you. Please wait a moment and I will let him know."
"good."
Song Yunli stood up and walked aside, and called the person behind him.
Yang Mao said thoughtfully: "Since the boss is also a victim, then the police..."
Fang Lie's eyes widened. "You, you called the police?"
After learning that he would not be implicated, Xiang Li felt much more relieved. He said, "Oh," and said, "Yes, I almost forgot."
"Well, since you're so pitiful, I'll reluctantly explain it to the police."
"You are such a good person!" Fang Lie said with emotion.
Xiang Li called the police and explained the whole story. After the police understood the truth, they asked Fang Lie to go to the police station to take a statement.
Not long after, Song Yunli returned to the group.
"Master Qianyang, please come in." Song Yunli said.
The group immediately set off for the place where the master behind Song Yunli was, which was not far from here.
No wonder Song Yunli is so familiar with this place. It must be because he had frequent interactions with this master before.
Song Yunli brought everyone to a quaint antique shop.
The store is not very big, and the wooden shelves on both sides are very old and seem to have been there for quite a few years.
There were some porcelains placed on the wooden shelves. Qianyang took a rough look and found that most of them were real things. Considering how much people down the mountain valued antiques, any item here could be sold for hundreds of thousands or even millions.
It’s hard to imagine that such an inconspicuous antique shop actually houses so many real things.
In addition to antique porcelain, the store also has some small bronzes casually placed on the counter. A young man in a green gown is dozing off behind the counter.
Song Yunli was tall and looked very out of place standing in the small antique shop.
He bent his fingers and knocked twice on the counter, neither lightly nor heavily.
The drowsy young man immediately woke up. Seeing the person in front of him clearly, his eyes lit up and were full of admiration. He shouted, "Mr. Song, you are here?"
Song Yunli responded calmly, turned around to look at the people in Qianyang, and said to the young man, "This is Master Qianyang."
The young man was stunned for a few seconds, and looked at the person at the door curiously, "She is Master Qianyang? She is really young."
Seeing that he knew him, Qian Yang stepped forward and nodded, "Hello, I'm Qian Yang."
"Hello, Master Qianyang! I'm Xiaoqi. I've watched your livestream. You're amazing! Even Master is full of praise for you!"
"Really? Thank you." Qianyang responded calmly.
His so-called master should be the master behind Song Yunli.
Xiao Qi greeted everyone and said, "Master is in the backyard. Mr. Song, please take them in."
"Yeah." Song Yunli nodded.
Song Yunli led everyone into the backyard with ease.
Yang Mao and the other two followed behind them, looking around curiously.
Xiang Li pulled Yang Mao aside and whispered, "Do you think the things here are real? Why do they look old to me? Like low-quality goods."
Yang Mao looked at him speechlessly and said, "Wake up! The things here are at least several hundred years old. How could they not be old? Or inferior? You have to consider the production environment at that time."
Xiang Li nodded, "That makes sense."
Fang Lie followed at the end, distracted, with red eyes.
When I entered the backyard, I found that this place was a different world.
Although the store is not big, it is quite spacious inside, just like a wealthy family's house, with lush green plants. There is a pond at the end of the pebbled road, and more than a dozen koi are swimming in the clear water.
Walking across the gravel road and passing the pond, the view becomes wider.
Flowers and plants are planted in piles on the roadside, a plum tree stands in the yard, and the air is filled with the faint fragrance of winter plum blossoms.
An old man in a white gown was sitting under the tree, with steam bubbling in the stove. As he lifted the lid of the teapot, a burst of tea fragrance wafted towards him.
"Are you here? Sit down." The old man said without turning his head.
Song Yunli walked behind him, bowed slightly as a greeting, and finally sat down at the table with Qianyang.
For some reason, the remaining three people all stopped and stood aside, feeling that they couldn't go forward to disturb them.
The old man in white shirt had a beard. He brought two cups of brewed tea and pushed them in front of Qianyang and the other man.
"Thank you." Qian Yang said.
Qianyang could see that the old man had a very calm energy. In the world down the mountain today, there were few people like him, like a pool of water in the noisy world.
Even Qianyang couldn't see through him.
"The Qian family from Xiaoqianshan?" The old man took a sip of tea and said with a sigh.
"I never thought that I would see the Qian family's people coming down the mountain in my lifetime."
Upon hearing this, Qianyang's expression froze.
I heard from my master that the Qian family has not left the mountain for at least a hundred years. Even if a disciple went down the mountain to rescue people, he would hide his name and not let others discover his identity.
Therefore, during these days down the mountain, Qian Yang has learned that the people down the mountain, including Xuanmen, have forgotten the existence of the Qian family.
I didn't expect that someone still remembered Qian Jia at this time.
Qian Yang couldn't help but ask: "Old man, do you know the Qian family?"
"It's no wonder you're so surprised. There are probably only a handful of people in the world who still know about the existence of the Qian Family."
"Really?" Qianyang asked.
Although he is the 33rd generation heir of the Qian family, Qian Yang actually does not know the Qian family's past.
What her master told her most was that she was a rare genius in Xuanmen in hundreds of years. Since she was always alone in the mountain, she had no idea what this meant. It was not until she came down the mountain and came into contact with the Xuanmen disciples at the foot of the mountain that she realized that the Xuanmen today is no longer the same as it was a hundred years ago.
Qian Yang didn't know much about the former Qian family, and to be honest he didn't care much about it. After all, the collapse of the Qian family Taoist temple meant that there were no more Qian family believers in the world.
However, there was one thing Qianyang was very curious about.
"Why did the Qian family hide from the world?" Qian Yang asked.
The old man said in a deep voice, "I only know part of it. Hundreds of years ago, the major sects of the Xuan Sect were in constant conflict. Some people took an unorthodox approach and used evil methods, implicating many innocent people. Not long after, the Qian family destroyed the "Shanhaiwai Chuan" which recorded all the laws and decided not to interfere in worldly affairs. The Xuan Sect gradually declined."
"The Xuanmen disciples today are very different from those back then."
"I see."
To be honest, if the Taoist temple had not collapsed, Qianyang would not have gone down the mountain.
Since the Napa Qian family no longer has a 34th generation heir, she plans to let nature take its course.
"Well... can we, can we talk about my business first?" Fang Lie stood in the corner, pointing at himself and said in a buzzing voice.
The old man said, "Don't worry, you can't rush this matter."
"Old sir, have you figured it out?" Qian Yang asked.
Unlike others, Qian Yang spoke to him in a tone that showed no respect for superiors or inferiors.
Even though the other person looked much older than her.
But in the Xuanmen, age has never been a criterion for determining superiority or inferiority.
The old man stroked his beard and said, "The Yin-avoiding curse can only be broken by finding the person who cast it. Conversely, the Yin-avoiding curse will only take effect if the caster is within a certain range."
Song Yunli frowned and asked, "A certain range?"
The old man said, "Since the person who cast the spell is targeting you, he should be able to easily reach both of you."
"You can easily get in touch with my cousin and me?" Fang Lie pointed at himself in surprise. "That's impossible. My cousin and I don't have many friends in common... My cousin doesn't have any friends at all!"
"Pfft!" Xiang Li couldn't help laughing.
Song Yunli glanced at him, and the latter immediately straightened up, and the smile on his face disappeared without a trace.
Qianyang looked up at Song Yunli, and for no reason he recalled the dream he had in the car that day.
Song Yunli has lived in a dream for twenty-three years, and this has become his obsession with life. Although no one knows what he is going to do specifically, it is likely that he wants to avenge his mother and brother.
"Fang Lie and I don't know many people in common." Song Yunli said.
"The one who cast the spell must be among them."
At this moment, Fang Lie suddenly remembered something and said loudly, "Cousin, could it be someone from the grave-moving team?"
Qianyang was stunned for two seconds, "Grave Relocation Team?"
Song Yunli frowned slightly, a hint of displeasure showing on his face.
The old man's expression became complicated, he shook his head and said nothing.
"Master Qianyang, don't take it to heart." Song Yunli said.
"Sir, since you already have a clue, I will send you the information about those people later. Please make a decision then." Song Yunli stood up and bowed slightly to the old man. Then he turned to look at Qianyang, "Master Qianyang, please come with me. Since Mr. Xiang is not involved in this matter, I am willing to compensate him for his losses on behalf of Fang Lie. It's getting late, and I have booked a restaurant. Please move on."
Song Yunli hurriedly ended the conversation, seemingly having no intention of letting everyone delve deeper into the topic.
Qianyang saw his purpose and couldn't help but frown. Song Yunli not only dug the grave, he also moved it?
Qianyang glanced at the old man with a complicated expression and had a bad premonition in his heart.
She knew that there was a spell for moving graves, which was the most vicious spell in existence!
"Fang Lie, take Master Qianyang and the others away first. I'll be right back."
Fang Lie immediately understood what he meant and asked Qian Yang and the others to leave.
Although Qian Yang was aware of it, he did not show it on his face. He just looked at Song Yunli deeply and left with Fang Lie.
After everyone left, only Song Yunli and the old man were left under the plum tree.
Song Yunli placed the split jade pendant in front of him and asked, "Sir, after Master Qianyang casts the spell, will this item have any effect on my mother?"
The old man narrowed his eyes, "What do you mean?"
Song Yunli said, "When I wear this, they dare not get close to me."
The old man said, "Master Qianyang's luck is too strong. Although it won't affect the resentful spirits, it will make them afraid. What? Do you suspect that Master Qianyang is doing harm to them?"
Song Yunli frowned, looked at him, and said, "No. She probably doesn't want to do such a thing. I'm just worried that my yang energy is too strong and I might accidentally hurt them."
"Don't worry, the Yin-Yang Curse won't have any effect on them."
Song Yunli nodded and said, "That's good."
The old man raised his eyes, looked at the figures disappearing at the end of the path, and said with a sigh: "Yun Li, she is the only one in this world who can save you."
Song Yunli said: "I don't want to live."
"She has a good impression of you. If you take the initiative, she might be willing to sacrifice herself to save you."
Song Yunli looked at him doubtfully, "Why should someone else sacrifice their life to save me from something I did myself? If it's as you say, I shouldn't have involved her."
"Sir, did you really not interfere with the destruction of the Deep Forest Residence?"
The old man's face darkened. "How can I shatter that jade bow from a thousand miles away?"
The old man gritted his teeth and said, "Go, go, go! Hurry up and leave! Don't get in my way here!"
Song Yunli stood up and said goodbye, "Sir, I will send you the information of those people afterwards."
After saying that, he picked up the jade pendant on the table and left.
In the antique shop, Qian Yang asked Fang Lie some questions indirectly about the grave digging he had mentioned in the live broadcast.
At that time, Qian Yang guessed that this person was Song Yunli, and also expected that he was hiding something. Song Yunli's horoscope was so strange that even Qian Yang could not use ordinary means to rescue him.
What he did was definitely not as simple as digging graves and feeding ghosts.
Then Fang Lie, who was usually very calm, kept silent when the matter was mentioned, and Qian Yang was unable to get any information out of him.
Not long after, Song Yunli came out, and Qianyang had to give up. The group went to a nearby restaurant.
During the meal, this moment was never mentioned again.
After dinner, Song Yunli took them to the parking lot.
"Master Qianyang, is there anything you can do about my problem? I won't die, right?" Fang Lie asked nervously.
Qian Yang said: "That old gentleman can handle it."
As long as you can find the person who cast the curse, the method to break the curse is not complicated.
And it seems that Song Yunli doesn't want her to get involved in this matter.
"Be careful on the road." Song Yunli said while standing outside the car window.
Qianyang waved to him and drove out of the parking lot towards Li.
This trip was not entirely fruitless for them.
On the way back, Qianyang always had a thoughtful expression.
Yang Mao couldn't help but ask, "Master, is there something wrong?"
Qianyang shook his head, "No."
She just had some accidents.
If what Song Yunli wanted to do was the same as she imagined, how much did he hate the Song family to do this?
"Hehe, Master Qianyang, do you think I'm suitable?" Xiang Li suddenly laughed foolishly.
Qian Yang's thoughts were interrupted by him, and he asked in confusion: "What are you suitable for?"
"Become a disciple of Xuanmen! I see that you can exorcise ghosts and appraise treasures. If I can become your disciple, won't I make a fortune?" Xiang Li said happily, as if he had already imagined a beautiful life in the future.
Qian Yang said: "You can't be my apprentice."
"Why?" Xiang Li frowned in dissatisfaction. "Yang Mao can do it, why can't I?"
"Because you have no brains." Qian Yang said righteously, "If the ancestor knew that I accepted you as my apprentice, he would definitely be angry."
Yang Mao sneered, "Master Xiang, you'd better give up your dream of making money and go back to live off your parents."
Xiang Li's face darkened and he said unconvincedly, "I'm just naive and easily deceived."
"Really?" Yang Mao said indifferently.
"I'm going to raise your rent!"
Yang Mao immediately changed his expression, sat up straight and said, "Master, I've thought about it. Someone as innocent as you is easily deceived by bad guys."
"That's more like it."
After sending them to the gate of the community, Xiang Li hurried back to report that he was safe.
After returning home, Yang Mao immediately asked, "Master, is there something wrong with Song Yunli?"
With no outsiders present, Qian Yang no longer hesitated and said with a sigh, "He probably used an evil method."
"Evil method?" Yang Mao said in confusion.
"There is a spell called 'no rebirth'. The coffin is opened and exposed to the sun for seven days, then buried in a shady place. The grave is moved every 49 days. This cycle must be repeated for seven years to achieve 'no rebirth'." Qianyang looked extremely serious.
Yang Mao was horrified when he heard this. It didn't sound like a good thing. "Master, what happens after the state of 'not being able to attain rebirth' is formed?"
Qian Yang said, "For seven years, the undead soul will continue to reincarnate in various animal realms. Its lifespan will never exceed seven days. Once the spell of 'no rebirth' is formed, the undead soul will die with the last reincarnation and its soul will be scattered."
"The most vicious thing about this method is that all descendants of this bloodline will be implicated and fall into the realm of animals, reincarnating for 749 lifetimes before they can be reborn as humans."
Yang Mao was dumbfounded after hearing this, and broke out in a cold sweat, "Then Song Yunli must be..."
"He feeds ghosts with his body, and after his death, he will be eaten by the ghosts of his mother and brother."
Yang Mao took a breath of cold air, "Is he crazy..."
【Author’s words】
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