Chapter 1597 Fellow Daoist, Please Wait 7
The talismans are usually made by Taoist priests... It's no wonder he thought so much. Zhang Qiao'er died a tragic death and her resentment lingered in the human world, so she was very likely to encounter a master.
The more he thought about it, the more convinced he became that it was true.
The existence of ghosts and spirits is a matter of belief; if you believe, they exist; if you don't, they don't
He believed it completely!
Seeing that the deed was done, Song Jinhuan returned to his cell.
After exchanging pleasantries and saying goodbye to her family, Zhang Qiao'er left the prison and waited by the stone lion at the gate.
The night grew deeper, a cold wind howled, and the leaves rustled.
In the darkness, a pair of evil eyes fixed on the pure soul, but hesitated to approach because of the robes on its body.
However, the unbearable hunger eventually overcame its concerns.
At the same time, Song Jinhuan had a premonition, did some quick calculations, and realized something was wrong.
When she arrived, she saw a demonic aura entangling Zhang Qiao'er.
She drew her three-foot-long copper coin sword from her back and slashed through the air.
Zhang Qiao'er caught a glimpse of her coming through the air and breathed a sigh of relief. She stopped dodging the red-eyed attack and even moved forward.
Red-eyed creatures are not very intelligent. When they see their prey suddenly stop moving, they pounce on it with great joy.
This also gave Song Jinhuan the opportunity to launch a sneak attack.
A sword pierced through his chest from behind.
In an instant, the demonic energy dissipated into the air.
Zhang Qiao'er, still shaken, patted her chest and said with lingering fear, "Taoist Song, what is that? Why does it look so strange?"
It's neither human nor ghost.
Its entire body was black, except for a pair of eyes.
Song Jinhuan looked grave; the situation seemed more serious than she had imagined.
"Are you alright?" she asked worriedly.
Zhang Qiao'er shook her head, thankfully saying, "Taoist Song arrived just in time, what could possibly happen to me?"
Song Jinhuan carefully checked the other party to make sure he was really alright before turning around and inserting the copper coin sword into the cloth sheath on his back, asking, "Who do you want to take revenge on?"
Zhang Qiao'er: "Wu Yaozu".
Song Jinhuan hummed in agreement and said, "Let's go."
Zhang Qiao'er obediently followed behind her.
The young Taoist priest was dressed in tattered clothes, and his slender back didn't seem very strong, but he gave people a sense of security.
Adoration and dependence couldn't help but show in her eyes as she asked curiously, "Taoist Song, aren't you going to ask me what I've been through?"
Without hesitation, Song Jinhuan replied, "I believe you."
More precisely, it is a pure soul that believes.
Moved, Zhang Qiao'er began to recount her life story.
“I went to alter Miss Wu’s top size. In the garden, Wu Yaozu took a liking to me and ordered his men to forcibly drag me into his house.”
“I struggled desperately and accidentally hit Wu Yaozu, which angered him. He grabbed the back of my neck and slammed my head against the wall, killing me right there.”
"Taoist Song, I'm so angry! It was just an ordinary day, why did something like this have to happen!"
She couldn't cry, and the horrible wound on her forehead began to bleed again, venting her grief and resentment.
"Tell me, if I hadn't resisted, wouldn't I have survived?"
"It's just a little humiliation..."
If only I had just held back then.
Her family wouldn't have to go through so much trouble for her.
It's all her fault...
Song Jinhuan sensed something was off about what she was saying and said softly, "Qiao'er, anyone would resist in this situation."
As soon as I finished speaking, my temper flared up.
How pale and powerless words of comfort are!
She scoffed, "If I couldn't tolerate it before I died, I certainly can't tolerate it after I die!"
She quickened her pace and soon found Wu Yaozu's residence.
The other party has moved to a different courtyard.
A Bagua mirror hangs in the center of the arched courtyard gate, with countless blessed talismans pasted below it.
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