Chapter 111 This is a ghost (20) The wizard opened the door next door...
The wizard opened the door next door and yelled at Liu Binghai, "What are you doing here?"
Liu Binghai rolled his eyes at him and said indifferently, "Come and see Zuihua."
Zuihua was lying on the ground next to Aza, weak and breathless.
Liu Binghai touched Zuihua's head, but couldn't feel anything.
But her hand still passed across Zuihua's forehead.
Zuihua woke up and looked at her, "Guizhi..."
Its voice was very weak, as if it wanted to cry but had no tears, and it also felt a little aggrieved. It only called her once and then fell silent.
"Your soul energy has been stabilized by the magician, so you won't die for the time being." Liu Binghai said lightly.
She felt a little sad, thinking that she would never see Zuihua again. If she had known this would happen, she would have let Zuihua be a happy drunkard. He was dead anyway and would not bother others, so why bother dragging him along to practice together.
However, he is brave.
Ryuhyo Kaido said, "You are very brave."
Zuihua's eyes lit up and she seemed very satisfied.
She knew that Zuihua actually didn't want to "live" anymore.
His wife remarried, and he no longer had any thoughts of her. He had nothing to worry about anymore.
When a person dies, it is like a lamp going out; when a heart dies, it is like a lamp withering away. His heart is dead, and he wants to be a hero before he dies. It is a worthy death, and it can be considered a true practice.
However, the good deeds he has done this time are quite great, and it may not be "broken" in a short time.
"You saved a thousand-year-old tree and a dying man. You won't be captured by the big ghost. Don't worry."
He had been afraid of being captured by a big ghost all the way, but now that he had done a good deed, he no longer had to be afraid.
Zuihua twitched his lips in a somewhat melancholic way, not knowing what he was thinking. He stared blankly at the ceiling, his head heavy, and after a while, he fell asleep again.
Liu Binghai let him go and asked the mage.
"How's Aza?"
Aza was lying next to Zuihua, his arm almost pressing on Zuihua's arm.
A rotten tree cannot be carved.
The mage sent back to Liu Binghai exactly what Xiao Zhen said to Aza.
"How long have you been here?" he asked.
I calculated it and it took about a few hours, just enough to listen to the whole story.
"I just came to see them." said Liu Binghai.
If nothing unexpected happens, this world may be about to end. This is the world she is most reluctant to leave. However, when this thought came up, a voice sounded in her ears: It's wishful thinking, you are still far from it.
She hadn't heard the system's mean voice for a long time.
Many farewells in this world are silent and invisible, even if it is just a farewell to oneself.
Liu Binghai heard everything Xiao Zhen said.
She felt a little tired and sat next to Zuihua for a while before asking the mage, "How is she?"
It's been three lifetimes, chasing a man for three lifetimes, it must be very tiring.
"She's tired. Let her rest for a while," the wizard said. "It's hard for you to imagine how long a thousand years is. This anger is hard to let go."
Liu Binghai calculated her past and present lives, and found that the total was far less than a thousand years.
"What were you talking about when you were lying behind the wall?"
"Just come to my place."
"What are you doing here?"
Liu Binghai thought for a moment and said, "If using a tree to revive the soul doesn't work, how about using a ghost to revive the soul?"
The mage almost spat out his years of practice.
Borrowing a ghost to revive? How to return it?
Liu Binghai said, "If she could possess me, she would know how difficult it is to practice as a ghost. Let her possess me, and the time she can practice with me would be much shorter. By then, I would be able to move, speak, and even move tables, chairs, and benches. This would shorten her practice time, and she wouldn't have to stand like a tree for hundreds of years. It would be great to have two benefits combined."
She finished speaking in one breath, and the mage lit a stick of incense helplessly.
Borrowing a ghost to revive the dead sounds absurd and insults the tree's spiritual power.
She even scoffed at borrowing a tree, so how could she possibly borrow a ghost?
When the time comes, will you listen to her or will she listen to you?
It was obvious that she was talking nonsense.
"Borrowing your body, I can walk and move. If she gains the upper hand, the first thing she will do is kill Aza." The mage said firmly, "Are you trying to help the evildoer, or are you crazy about practicing cultivation?"
Liu Binghai thought about it and nodded, "The mage is teaching me a lesson, I was reckless."
He admitted his mistake quickly, but his mouth was shut with just one sentence.
He took a cigarette and walked around to Zuihua, offering him some smoke. "In a few days, take Zuihua and Azha back to Azha's house and let them recuperate. The yin energy here is too strong and it's not suitable for them."
"And you." He added, "What are your plans for the future?"
"You can take Zuihua, right?"
Mage: "You..."
"He doesn't like being restrained, but he might like it in the future. If you train him well and occasionally reward him with some delicious food, he'll be satisfied."
The mage put down his cigarette.
Zuihua is such a person.
Liu Binghai thought, "Let me finish this matter first, then think about my own business."
Xiao Zhen next door slept for a while and then woke up again.
Her whole body felt weak, her face turned blue, and her heels felt like they were made of cotton. She felt that after thousands of years of practice, she would soon turn back into that tiny sapling. She felt that her vision had become narrower, and the wall in front of her looked like a narrow corridor. She didn't know whether the other side of the corridor led to nightmares or death.
She got up and knocked on the wall, but the iron chains on her feet were completely unnecessary and she couldn't walk at all.
She knocked on the wall again.
The wizard opened the door in the wall, and dark green light penetrated her brow.
The dim light outlined her delicate and tired figure.
Her eyes were sore and she stood still. The wizard's face was like a painting in the distance that she could not understand.
She was taken into the next room.
She stood like an unstable tree swaying in the wind, needing to hold her breath to keep her footing.
She stared at Aza motionlessly.
Liu Binghai moved to the side to make room for her.
Although Xiao Zhen couldn't see her, she still consciously gave way.
Xiao Zhen had a blank expression on his face, and his forehead was made even darker by the dark green light.
"He's still alive," she said.
The wizard has a soft needle in his hand. If she makes any move, she will die.
She said obediently, "I won't touch him. Can I go over and take a look?"
She walked closer and looked at Aza sleeping soundly. A long-lost flow appeared in her eyes. That kind of indifference had been dormant in her bones for a long time.
He was fast asleep, his face dark and yellow. She looked at him for a while, then walked over and sat aside, expressionless.
She had been following this face for a long time, but she never knew whether to regard him as an enemy or a lost lover.
"You really don't remember me." She asked the person lying on the ground.
I don't know if it's a question or a statement.
No one answered her, and the tree spirit was silent for a long time.
She asked the wizard, "Can you lend me to that person?"
The mage's heart moved.
"I know there's always something protecting him. The first time he was chased by the stone, it must have been something protecting him."
The wizard remained calm, waiting for her to continue.
She added, "That thing is so willing to protect him, and you don't mind asking me to lend it to you for once."
"What are you going to do?" he asked.
Xiao Zhen's tired mouth drooped, revealing loneliness. "I'm tired. If I don't find a place to rest, I'll die."
She looked at the wizard steadily and said with a smile, "Do you want me to die?"
The mage had a savior-like heart by nature, and she had seen through it all.
"You are reluctant to use the tree to revive the soul, but..."
But he wants to borrow ghosts to repay gods.
But she still didn't want to die.
The mage breathed a sigh of relief.
"Tree, that's not good." She thought for a while and said firmly.
It's too rigid and takes too long. The sky and the sea are vast, but she is the only one who stands out. It's too lonely.
But she knew that if she didn't find a place to rest, she would be dead.
She doesn't want to die yet.
"You can't get up without any protection, even if you have it." The wizard looked at the drifting ice sea beside him.
She didn't react much, just floated down to the side and looked at him without any desire or expectation.
Xiao Zhen was silent for a while.
She was really tired, "but I don't want to stay in the tree all the time."
She was reluctant.
Why should she stay by the side all the time?
The wizard looked at the drifting ice sea.
Liu Binghai pointed to a small pot of flowers next to him, a small potted plant.
She is really smart.
The mage thought for a moment, paused, and said, "You can't enter a human body. If you wish, you can attach yourself to this potted plant and protect your Yuan Soul for a few days. When you can keep your Yuan Soul immortal, you can come out."
Xiao Zhen looked at the small potted plant.
She was once a huge tree with great ambitions, but now she has to fall into a small flower pot.
Such a small pot of flowers can only protect her soul from dissipating.
She glanced at him indifferently and nodded, "Okay."
"Please help me."
Following a few mantras from the mage, she jumped and flew into the potted plant.
Having resolved a problem, the monk breathed a sigh of relief and began to burn incense.
Fortunately, she still knew to find a temporary home for herself.
He glanced again at the sea of drifting ice.
Everyone knows to find a place to raise it first, what about you?
…
After Xiao Zhen entered the flowerpot, Zuihua and Azha were sent back to Azha's residence. The magician had already prepared medicine and added protective measures for Azha, and he needed to be well taken care of.
But Liu Binghai is a ghost, so it is inconvenient to feed medicine to Aza.
The mage comes to feed medicine once a day, and she is responsible for looking after the souls of Azha and Zuihua.
Zuihua was sometimes awake and sometimes asleep, and the dark blue color on his face gradually became lighter. When he woke up, he stared blankly at Liu Binghai. Liu Binghai told him that you will have a home in the future and you must follow the master. He promised me that he would not arrange too complicated work for you. You just need to practice quietly and enter reincarnation as soon as possible. All the merits will be yours.
Zuihua blinked, looked at Aza to the side, and fell asleep again.
After a while, he woke up again, took a look, and fell asleep again. After a few days of this, he was finally able to speak.
He called out, "Guizhi, Guizhi."
Liu Binghai was blowing the medicinal vapor into his mouth when he heard him calling him. He turned around and said, "You can't die."
Zuihua stammered, he thought his soul was shattered in an instant, who on earth was so powerful that he had to bring him back.
Liu Binghai sat on the bed and looked at him.
"I have nothing to worry about, Guizhi."
"And more." She said firmly.
I have no worries, I won’t seek death, I will love myself as much as I love gold, and live well.
When you have something to worry about and can't let go, you just want to die. People in this world always compete with themselves.
"Who is it?" he said.
Liu Binghai raised his eyebrows and said, "I."
Well.
Zuihua thought about it and it seemed so. Guizhi still needed his company. She needed him, a drunkard, to practice with her and face the next fate together.
"No matter where I am or where you are, just float well and pray for me."
Zuihua looked at her silently.
He felt that she seemed to be full of thoughts and looked strong. She seemed to have never said anything bad about her husband to him, and he always talked to her more.
There was one more thing he hadn't told her yet...
"Guizhi." He had a worried look on his face, not knowing whether he should tell her, "That bastard woman's father must have had a lot of bad things going on. If you want revenge, you can go and check. I once heard that bastard say that you were dull and unlucky and would not bring good luck to your husband, and that marrying you would rob him of his wealth. Ah, after I died, I heard that man tell that woman that part of their money was hidden in the floor coverings in the south room, part was in the bank, the banknotes were in the jewelry box in the second drawer of the west room, and the key to the jewelry box was in the third drawer of the first cabinet in the east room..."
Zuihua chattered on and on about everything.
"It doesn't matter anymore." Liu Binghai said calmly, "I've already given up on it."
Well.
Zuihua thought about it and agreed. Since they were dead, what was the point of worrying about it? Those money would be useless.
"What I mean is, if you can be reincarnated, remember to get your money." Zuihua said seriously.
Liu Binghai was touched by these words.
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