After several people died, Fang Zhiyi saw Ma Yuanwai hiding behind the door. He smiled miserably, and that smile almost cost Ma Yuanwai's life.
But Fang Xiuyun began to show her talent. After learning everything from the old boss, she rushed out.
"Fang! Fang Zhiyi! It's me! Brother Zhiyi! I'm the baby girl you rescued!"
The whole place fell silent as soon as these words were spoken. Even Fang Zhiyi, who was shedding tears of blood, turned his attention to her.
Mr. Ma's breathing became particularly heavy. "No wonder my Ma family has been having such bad luck recently. How dare you, a bastard, still be alive?"
Fang Zhiyi's sleeves suddenly tightened, and then swung forward, but at this time Fang Xiuyun opened her hands to block in front of her, and the sleeves stayed in mid-air. Fang Zhiyi stared blankly at the woman he had saved eighteen years ago. Even the panicked Ma Yuanwai was a little surprised.
"Brother Zhiyi, the opera says that wronged souls must be merciful. You can't hurt people anymore!"
Fang Zhiyi stared blankly at the woman who was also wearing a costume, feeling dazed for a moment.
It was at this moment that Mr. Ma secretly reacted. He had arranged for people to pretend to be bandits and kill the Taoist priest, but left behind his magic weapon. At this time, the housekeeper had already taken the magic weapon, and the soul-calming bell was thrown over. The sound of the bell made Fang Zhiyi a little irritated. He began to doubt himself and did not dodge. As the bell hit him, Fang Zhiyi was not eliminated. An ordinary person wanted to subdue the evil spirit with a magic weapon. Isn't this funny?
He just didn't know whether he was really wrong.
But someone in the audience shouted, "Evil spirit, don't hurt anyone!" A Taoist priest in green rushed out from the crowd and started fighting with Fang Zhiyi with a weapon. Although Fang Zhiyi couldn't beat him, he could still escape. But at this time Fang Xiuyun spoke again.
"Let me recite the scriptures for you, Brother Zhiyi. Let go of your hatred, okay?"
Fang Zhiyi was stunned and was caught by the Taoist priest's weakness, and was directly sealed in the jar in his hand.
Seeing Fang Xiuyun staying in Qinghe Town, because of her behavior of protecting Ma Yuanwai, the aging Ma Yuanwai felt that it would be nice to have a daughter, so he adopted her and changed her name to Ma Xiuyun.
Ma Xiuyun became a well-known philanthropist in the neighborhood and also became a Taoist priest. She practiced Taoism with the young Taoist priest. The nearby villages and towns sang stories about her repaying evil with kindness and dispelling evil spirits. Ma Xiuyun happily accepted the admiration from everyone. She said in front of everyone that she was determined to maintain peace in the area and to save countless wronged souls and evil spirits who died at her hands. She truly became a living Bodhisattva, and someone even erected a statue for her.
But Fang Zhiyi had dissipated a few hours ago. He was a confused evil spirit, unable to reincarnate or seek revenge. He was sealed in a porcelain bottle and could only gradually disappear.
Fang Zhiyi let out a long sigh: "Oh my god, this is just like watching a movie?"
Xiao Hei scratched his head and said, "Because you are a spirit, how about looking at it this way? Isn't it beautiful?"
"Bah! It's not pretty at all! What the hell did the original owner save?"
Xiao Hei was speechless for a moment.
"When is it now?"
"You've been sealed off. In one day, the old owner will come with the troupe."
Fang Zhiyi grinned, blood-red tears streaming from his eyes.
"Host, could you please stop smiling like that? It's a bit creepy."
"You think I want to?"
The next day, just like the original plot, the troupe moved into the backstage, and the talisman that suppressed Fang Zhiyi was torn up by the servants who were there to deal with him.
When I felt that I could move again, I realized how happy I was.
"Xiao Hei, there aren't any good people here, right?"
"Host, calm down!"
"I'm very calm. Damn it, you made me wait for a whole day!"
The sound of musical instruments was heard on the stage, followed by a graceful singing. It could be heard that it was a birthday song.
Fang Zhiyi got a little familiar with the spirit and then rushed towards the woman on the stage.
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