Chapter 42 Are you a human or a ghost?



She actually looks somewhat similar to the old lady before.

"What the hell?"

Chu Yuanyuan was shocked.

She pointed at the old lady on the ground and asked Song Jinshu, "Master, you said before that Zhizhi went back.

So she came back here?"

Song Jinshu shook his head.

"Now this is the true appearance of this little girl."

Song Jinshu finished speaking.

The bride, who had avenged her great hatred, finally appeared before them.

"Thank you, Master."

The bride regained her fair and tender appearance.

“No need to thank me.

Zhizhi also helped you.

She has been regretting it all these years.

But she was made into a paper ghost.

There are some things you can only do with your heart.”

The bride was stunned.

The last bit of resentment in his body also dissipated.

“Zhizhi is a girl who was trafficked here.

And I am a teacher who came here to teach..."

The bride briefly recounted her past with Zhizhi.

“…I originally wanted to take Zhizhi away with me.

But on the night they agreed to leave together, Zhizhi didn't show up.

As for me, I was tied up by the villagers and taken to the village chief's house.

Forced to marry the village chief’s son…”

This is the scene that Song Jinshu and the others saw before.

The bride refused and was raped to death that night.

The villagers were afraid of revenge from the evil spirit, so they even invited a Taoist priest to help them suppress the bride.

"Over the years, I have been forced to repeat the day that caused me the most excruciating pain.

Once my resentment is aroused, the villagers will push innocent passers-by to me.

I, I can’t control myself…”

The bride covered her eyes in pain.

Song Jinshu sighed, "I understand.

Once I've dealt with the rats, I'll help you attain salvation."

As she spoke, she took out a thunder talisman and threw it at a tree in front of the village chief's door.

"The sky thunders faintly, the divine sky rumbles, pushing the two energies to move, mixing them into one and becoming true, boom!"

Thunder struck from the sky.

A middle-aged Taoist priest with his hair flying off and a dark grey face rolled down from the treetop in a panic.

"Ahem."

He coughed twice and bowed to Song Jinshu.

"My friend, you are really capable!

I lost.”

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