Song Zhou stood quietly, speechless for a long time, his feelings a complex mix of emotions.
He never imagined that the female ghost's life had been so tragic.
Lu Fuyue looked up at Liu Ying'er, then walked towards her step by step, "Who built that small temple for you, and who carved that Buddha statue for you?"
Liu Ying'er was taken aback. "Small temple? What small temple? I don't know what you're talking about?"
Without that small temple, how could there be a wisp of golden light of merit within Liu Ying'er's body? And that Buddha statue, it was clearly sculpted in Liu Ying'er's likeness.
Judging from the appearance of that small temple, it is estimated to be over a hundred years old. It is generally impossible for someone to build a temple by themselves.
Building temples to worship wandering ghosts without cause is detrimental to the fortune of the local people, causing the place to become an extremely yin place.
Lu Fuyue pursed her lips, and a ball of golden-red flame appeared out of thin air in her hand. In less than an instant, a terrifying aura rushed towards Liu Ying'er, making it hard for her to breathe and causing her to break out in a cold sweat.
The Phoenix Crimson Lotus Divine Fire can also be used to subdue evil spirits!
Her face turned pale, and she abruptly covered her face with her hands, clutching her head and collapsing to the ground, crying, "No, don't burn me..."
Song Zhou subconsciously wanted to stop Lu Fuyue, but quickly realized that Senior Brother Lu was not someone who couldn't distinguish right from wrong, and he must have his reasons for doing so.
So he stood still and watched all of this quietly.
However, just as Lu Fuyue's flames were about to land on Liu Ying'er, an old voice quickly came, "No, don't hurt her, I did all of this, kill me if you want."
Lu Fuyue stopped what she was doing and turned to look at the person who had come in.
The old man who had been engrossed in calculating with his abacus without ever looking up at the inn stumbled over and said, "Two immortal masters, please don't hurt her. Ying'er has no blood on her hands, and she has never harmed anyone."
"I did all of this, kill me if you want!"
Song Zhou walked to Lu Fuyue's side, watching the white-haired old man running towards them warily, and whispered, "Senior Brother Lu, this person's cultivation level doesn't seem to be very high."
"How could such a powerful array and illusion be created?"
Lu Fuyue's eyes flickered slightly. Low cultivation level did not mean her methods were ineffective.
The white-haired old man quickly ran to Liu Ying'er's side, but he was suddenly tripped by a stone on the ground and fell to the ground.
He gripped the soil tightly with both hands and crawled step by step toward Liu Ying'er with great difficulty. "Ying'er, how are you? Ying'er, it's all my fault. I shouldn't have left that person here."
Liu Ying'er stared blankly at the old man who had suddenly appeared, a few fragments flashing through her mind.
After her death, when Liu Shengyuan married that maid, he put her ashes in a sachet and wore it around his neck.
He even found a master to keep her soul by his side forever, so she could watch him and that maid be all lovey-dovey.
...
Song Zhou held the sword in his hand and pointed it at the white-haired old man, "So it was all your doing. No wonder a female ghost who has been dead for less than a hundred years has such a high level of cultivation."
Generally speaking, ordinary vengeful ghosts are only at the Foundation Establishment stage when they die, but this female ghost has already reached the mid-Nascent Soul stage less than a hundred years after her death.
Ghost cultivators face inherent difficulties in their cultivation. Even with exceptional talent, it's impossible for one to reach the mid-stage of the Nascent Soul realm within a mere hundred years, unless she possesses some powerful magic weapon or her cultivation method is extremely unique.
The old man in front of them was also a ghost cultivator, but he was actually a living person.
However, because he practiced the techniques of ghost cultivators, he had to endure the pain of being pierced by ten thousand arrows every time he cultivated, in order to increase his cultivation level.
Lu Fuyue lowered her eyes, glanced indifferently at the golden-red flame floating in her palm, and then looked at Liu Ying'er, who was still in a daze.
Liu Shengyuan's expression changed drastically. He immediately got up from the ground and used his old and emaciated body to block Liu Ying'er's way. He looked directly at Lu Fuyue and said, "I can let you leave here, but only if you don't hurt Ying'er."
Song Zhou's eyes turned cold. He swiftly drew his sword and held it against the white-haired old man's neck, his aura growing even colder. "You dare threaten us?"
The old man's expression remained unchanged as he spoke, word by word, "I'm not threatening you, but negotiating with you."
Upon hearing this, Lu Fuyue raised her hand and unleashed a ball of Phoenix Red Lotus Divine Fire. In an instant, the flames grew larger and larger, quickly enveloping the old man and the female ghost.
"If I'm not mistaken, you are the man Liu Ying'er mentioned, the one who burned her to death with his own hands."
Upon hearing this, not only Song Zhou was stunned, but even Liu Ying'er, who was being protected by the old man, was stunned.
Liu Ying'er snapped out of her daze and instinctively shoved the old man blocking her way. She stared at him with resentment, "It was...it was you, my dear brother."
Liu Shengyuan was accidentally pushed into the Phoenix Red Lotus Divine Fire by Liu Ying'er. Instantly, his body was severely burned by the flames, emitting a large amount of black smoke and a strong stench. He rolled around in the sea of fire in pain.
"Ying... Ying'er, I'm sorry, I was wrong. I shouldn't have let you end up like this. It's all my fault."
Liu Ying'er's eyes were red and swollen. She wished she could kill this man herself. She hated him as much as she loved him back then. Not everything can be forgiven. At least for this moment, she really wanted this man to die a gruesome death, just like she had.
"Yagyu Gen, what good is it if you say one thing wrong? Can one thing wrong erase all the pain I've suffered over the years? Just because you say one thing wrong, does that mean I should forgive you?"
Liu Shengyuan, whose body was being fiercely burned by the Phoenix Red Lotus Divine Fire, stiffened. Yes, if saying sorry was useful, then his Ying'er wouldn't have to suffer so much.
Liu Shengyuan slowly gave up struggling, letting the flames engulf him, but his gaze remained fixed on Liu Ying'er's face the whole time.
When he saw the disfigured skin on Liu Ying'er's soul body, burned beyond recognition by the fire, he felt a pang of pain in his heart. It was all his fault for being bewitched by that maid and burning Ying'er to death, causing her to be filled with resentment and unable to enter the cycle of reincarnation.
However, just when he thought he was about to be reduced to ashes, Lu Fuyue withdrew the Phoenix Red Lotus Divine Fire, looked up at Liu Ying'er, and said, "I'm handing this person over to you to deal with, but you must personally destroy your own temple and Buddha statues."
Liu Ying'er stared intently at the half-dead old man lying on the ground with eyes full of hatred. "It's a deal."
Liu Shengyuan lay on the ground, raising his trembling hand, looking at Liu Ying'er with a pained expression, "No...no, destroy them, and your soul will be scattered..."
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com