Chapter 38: Evil Grudge Twelve Wipes Tears for You
Ji Lingche grabbed Qu Wuji's hand, but did not follow the original path. Instead, he bypassed the formation that locked Li Lingxi and swam straight back.
Suddenly, there was a bright light above my head, and a strange light slanted down. If I continued to go upwards, I would leave this water area.
If nothing unexpected happens, this is the strange palace that suddenly rose up.
The two were still submerged in the water. Ji Lingche looked up but did not move.
Seeing her taking a detour, Qu Wuji said solemnly, "You want to kill Yan Jinchen first."
"Are you trying to find Ji Tai'er's ghost again and use it to threaten the Imperial Master?"
Ji Lingche heard this and said with a smile: "Oh Shang Zheng, you really understand me."
If the road is blocked, just change it.
As sworn enemies for many years, there is naturally an unspeakable tacit understanding between them.
Ji Lingche said, "You know, a person has three souls, seven spirits, and one spirit."
"Only when the three souls and seven spirits are complete can the dead be resurrected."
"But the Imperial Master only has a remnant of his spirit left. It's completely impossible for him to allow the princess to possess his body and be reborn."
Spirits can only live in living people, attached to the soul. They cannot exist independently.
Even if Li Lingxi crushed Linghu Jin's spirit and stuffed the princess's spirit into it, he would still have to rely on Linghu Jin's original soul to survive.
But this is only a flash in the pan and cannot last forever. Within three years, the body will rot and all souls will die.
Li Lingxi's efforts were all in vain, and he knew it very well, but he had no other choice.
Ji Lingche pondered as he said, "Li Lingxi couldn't summon her soul. That soul must have been sealed, and it must still be in Fengdu City."
"This haunted palace above is probably the former imperial palace of the previous dynasty. The princess died with her eyes open and refused to enter reincarnation. Since she was imprisoned by magic, she has probably turned into a grounded spirit in this palace."
Qu Wuji frowned and said, "You want to let her out?"
Ji Lingche smiled: "How?"
Qu Wuji said, "The Immortal Alliance sealed Ji Tai'er's soul for a reason. You are driving a tiger to devour a wolf, and disaster will surely come to you."
The Immortal Alliance could not kill Li Lingxi and had to imprison him, but they were even afraid of Ji Taier's soul, so they imprisoned the man and the ghost separately. Although they were not far away, it was like a natural barrier, making it impossible for these two evils to get together.
If Ji Lingche lets the tiger go back to the mountains and Ji Taier's soul really escapes, who knows how much trouble it will cause.
Ji Lingche understood this principle well.
He knew that he couldn't let the ghost of the princess go, but he had to use this to take advantage of Li Lingxi.
It’s a pity that the princess and the imperial teacher are both smart people. If they are not careful, they will be doomed.
Qu Wuji frowned slightly: "If you don't go to save Linghu Jin, there's no need to get involved in this matter."
"Besides, judging by the time, Patriarch Linghu's life is already hanging by a thread. Although Liu Yeyue can maneuver a bit, she won't be able to hold out for long."
There was no time left, and since Linghu Jin could not be saved, there was no need for the two of them to get involved in this mess.
Ji Lingche sighed softly: "Then we can only act according to circumstances."
"But..." Ji Lingche said, "If there is a chance of improvement, we still have to take care of it."
"Think about it, if we kill Yan Jinchen, the ghosts in this city will be leaderless and will definitely riot. After we leave, we will have to rely on this national teacher to help us check and balance them. If we leave it alone, maybe he will break out of the formation one day, and then we will be in trouble."
What's more, she became more and more interested in Linghu Jin and didn't want to see her die.
She said, "Linghu Jin's soul will not dissipate, at most his spirit will be extracted."
"As long as she's not out of body for long, I can continue it for her."
Qu Wuji looked at her for a long time and said, "This will greatly shorten your lifespan."
Ji Lingche smiled and said, "You will die sooner or later, it doesn't matter."
As she was speaking, Qu Wuji suddenly embraced her and whispered, "Go up first."
Qu Wu Ji brought her out of the water in an instant. Before she could stand firmly, she heard a buzzing in her ears. It took her a long time to recover. Although she was in the palace, there was a large ruin in front of her. She didn't know what was broken into pieces on the ground, and there was no place to stand.
Behind them was a large crack with the sound of gurgling water - it was exactly where the two had just come up.
Ji Lingche's spiritual awareness was sharp, and his eyes moved. Suddenly, he chuckled softly and said, "It's quite lively."
Qu Wu Ji waved his hand and broke through a layer of barrier. The scene suddenly darkened, and immediately in front of him appeared a large group of ghosts standing solemnly... with their heads lowered. The moment the barrier was broken, they suddenly raised their heads together!
Their clothing was also very strange. Men and women wore surprisingly uniform clothing, clearly the attire of palace servants from the previous dynasty. Eunuchs and palace maids carried swords and served as guards...
There were countless of these things, each with a pair of chaotic white eyes, staring straight at the two people in front of them—
Ji Lingche had chewed all the Yinhun Pills in one breath before, and they had not lost their effectiveness. With Qu Wuji's cultivation level, he could easily restrain his vitality without the need for pills. These ghosts looked up, but only because of the fluctuations in spiritual power when breaking through the barriers, they did not know the location of the intruders. At this moment, they were very confused and looked around stupidly.
The two of them didn't want to cause trouble, so they watched intently and calmly. The ghosts hummed and moved, then lowered their heads after a long time, as if they were asleep again.
Qu Wu Ji took Ji Lingche's hand, and the two of them walked among these things calmly.
These palace servants stood in a row, not quite in an orderly fashion, yet shoulder to shoulder. Ji Lingche passed by sideways, almost brushing against a eunuch's face. He could even clearly see the wrinkles on the eunuch's face. He felt nauseous and couldn't help but sigh. He was distracted and didn't pay attention to his feet, and was suddenly tripped by something.
She staggered a step and suddenly felt a small hand grab her sleeve and pull it.
Ji Lingche was startled and turned around suddenly, but saw no one.
She lowered her head calmly, only to see a little female ghost tugging at her sleeve and looking up at her eagerly.
Before Ji Lingche could marvel at the fact that this guy could see him, he was stunned.
She only felt that the little female ghost looked somewhat familiar, but she couldn't remember why she looked familiar for a moment. She only saw that her clothes were different from those of these palace people. They didn't look like the clothes of the previous dynasty, but more like the clothes of the immortals.
Qu Wuji stopped and was about to attack when Ji Lingche grabbed his wrist and said in his mind: "Wait a moment."
The little ghost girl suddenly said: "Sister..."
When she opened her mouth, it was like a stone hitting the calm water, causing a thousand waves. The ghosts around her turned their necks and looked over here!
Ji Lingche felt something was wrong and shook off the little ghost girl's hand. He was about to run away, but when he turned around, he felt a slight pain in his heart. After hesitating for a moment, he turned back, made a "hush" sound to the little ghost girl, and leaned over to pick her up.
The little ghost girl was young but surprisingly smart. She knew she was in trouble, so she pursed her lips tightly and said nothing.
But she had already exposed her whereabouts by speaking. The eyes of those palace servants gradually turned blood red, a strange and enchanting red, and they suddenly moved!
Ji Lingche leaned back to avoid a guard's randomly swung long sword, but the sword hit a palace maid's head. The maid's head fell to the ground with a bang, and then she covered her neck and screamed sharply.
Ji Lingche felt something was wrong as he saw the situation getting more and more chaotic. He did not dare to cast any spells as he was afraid that the fluctuation of his spiritual power would expose his whereabouts, so he just dodged repeatedly.
The little ghost girl in her arms pointed in a direction and said, "Go there."
Ji Lingche and Qu Wu Ji looked at each other, and she nodded at him. Qu Wu Ji understood and waved his sleeves. The ghosts blocking the way in front of them suddenly dissipated silently like smoke, leaving a path for them.
Sure enough, there was a long and dark road in the direction pointed by the little ghost girl, and no one knew where it led. Ji Lingche looked back and saw that the ghosts had already started killing each other. He knew that there was trouble here, and Yan Jinchen would find out soon. He who strikes first will gain the upper hand, and those who strike later will suffer. Time was running out, and there was no other choice, so several people headed towards the long road.
Ji Lingche held the little ghost girl in his arms, his hands burning painfully from the Yin energy. It seemed that the little ghost girl was also in great pain, frowning in pain.
Qu Wuji suddenly said, "Give it to me."
Ji Lingche turned to look at him. Qu Wu Ji had already stretched out his hand, took the little ghost, and gently held it in his arms. A white light separated the man and the ghost, blocking the conflicting yin and yang energies.
The little ghost girl was only six or seven years old when she died. She had a childish face, white patches around her eyes, and a light red mark on her neck, which should be the fatal wound. It made people feel pity for her.
As they walked, Ji Lingche asked, "Why did you stop me just now? What did you want to say to me?"
The little ghost girl tilted her head and said, "My mother is suffering. Please save her, okay?"
Ji Lingche smiled and said, "You think we are some kind people? We have done our best to take you away from that dangerous place. Don't expect us to do anything else for you."
The little ghost girl said, "If you help me, I can give you my soul."
Ji Lingche: "What use do I have for your soul?"
The little ghost girl hung her head in silence for a long time before she whispered, "But this is the only thing I have."
Ji Lingche was stunned when he heard this and asked, "Where is your mother?"
The little ghost girl pointed forward: "Imprisoned in...Imprisoned in a——"
The child was too young when she died, and the circumstances were complicated, so she couldn't explain the reason for a long time. Qu Wuji suddenly reached out and covered her forehead. The little ghost girl stopped talking. After a moment, Qu Wuji raised his hand and said, "I read the location."
He looked at Ji Lingche: "Save?"
Ji Lingche: "What do you think?"
Qu Wuji: "I know you want to go, I'll go with you."
Ji Lingche turned his head to look at him and was silent for a long time.
"I finally remembered who she looks like," she whispered, "She looks like Qi Fengyuan's granddaughter, Qi Xiangwan."
Qi Xiangwan was the young man who broke off relations with Yin Pei to protect his mother, and later married Mu Ye and died tragically.
Ji Lingche thought that when she first met Qi Xiangwan, she should be the same age as this little ghost girl, about ten years old, and just as pitiful.
She said slowly: "Shang Zheng, you said her mother might not be——"
Qu Wuji held her wrist and said gently, "Let's go."
There was only a flash of white light, and several people disappeared in an instant, appearing in a warm palace.
The temperature suddenly rose, and a warm fragrance filled the air, forming a sharp contrast with the cold and damp air outside. It was as if one had fallen straight into a hotbed, yet there was a strange, enchanting and obscene feeling to it.
It was completely different from the ruins just now. The soft carpet under his feet was a very valuable one. The surroundings were decorated very finely. All the objects were shining with a layer of luster, and there were layers of immortal magic flowing - they were all things from the immortal sect, and they were extremely luxurious.
But I saw a person sitting on a cushion not far away.
A person? To be precise, it was just a ghost, whose form was preserved by ghost magic, making it look like a person.
The little ghost girl in Qu Wuji's arms suddenly started crying—
Ji Lingche was completely stunned.
The ghost was in the exact same state as before death, with her arms hanging limply. It was obvious that the joints were broken and she could no longer lift her hands. If you looked down, you would see her empty trouser legs, with the part below the knees gone.
All his hands and feet were broken.
A sense of horror rushed over his head. Ji Lingche opened his mouth, but no sound came out.
That was Qi Xiangwan's lost ghost, there was no doubt about it.
Even if she had only met Qi Xiangwan once, she would definitely not make a mistake.
I saw Qi Xiangwan's ghost sitting there, dazed, like a lifeless doll.
Unable to move, unable to be liberated, unable to reincarnate, even after death he will be stuck there forever, just a doll for people to laugh at and play with.
When the warm fragrance hit my face, I felt ironic. It was not a hothouse, but a cage.
Hearing the shrill cries of the little ghost girl, the ghost's eyes moved, and he stared blankly at the little person in Qu Wuji's arms. After a long time, tears fell from his eyes.
Ghosts also have tears. This was the first time Ji Lingche knew about this.
She saved Qi Xiangwan's life, but she was killed by someone else.
Even after death, they will suffer torture.
A strong anger rose up, burning her to the point that she almost lost her mind.
"Who killed you?" she thought to herself, "Who hurt you like this?"
Who was it that committed murder in the Guangling Mu family many years ago, framed the young master of the Mu family, Mu Ye, and ruined the reputation of the Guangling Mu family?
Who brought Mu Ye to the hell of Fengdu and tortured him every night until he really became a madman?
Who broke Qi Xiangwan's hands and feet, not even sparing her soul, toying with her and imprisoning her...
All kinds of sins, and even more horrifying truth gradually emerges -
Suddenly, Ji Lingche's eyes moved slightly, and she felt something with a cold wind coming towards her neck!
She was about to turn her head to dodge, but she heard a "clang" sound, as if something exploded next to her ear.
She turned her head and saw that the strange little piece flying towards her throat was knocked down by Qu Wuji.
The small black flake was hit by his magic and exploded and fell to the ground, collapsing into a heap. Then it began to wriggle as if it had life, revealing a faint evil nature.
Qu Wu Ji raised his foot and crushed the indescribable thing completely.
Ji Lingche looked at this thing and whispered, "This thing is related to demons."
This was not the first time she had seen it. Back then, when she was confronting the statue at Ping'an Temple, a black flake like this flew towards her.
She had used her fingers to clamp the thing, but the result was that her finger bones were broken. The thing turned into black threads that penetrated into the flesh and spread along her arm, like the black flesh of a demon, causing her arm to be almost severed.
There was only a burst of crisp applause, and a clear voice rang out: "Well, well, well, you are worthy of being the Guanlan Divine Lord and the Lord of the First Rank. You are always able to come up with unique ideas and actually found this place."
"Luckily, I was still guarding the area up front. I didn't expect you to come out from underground to look for me. Speaking of which, you're pretty lucky you didn't run into that psychopath imprisoned underwater."
Ji Lingche was furious, a sneer appeared on his face: "Junior brother, you made my search so difficult."
I saw a person gradually appearing in the darkness in the distance.
Ji Lingche raised his chin, glanced at the figure in the distance, and said softly, "If I don't cut you into pieces soon, I will take your last name from now on."
Yan Jinchen licked his fangs and laughed, "Hehe."
interesting.
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