She should have thought of this earlier. Ren Qiao, who had lost his memory of his previous life, probably had a limited understanding of ambiguity.
The shame and anger just now disappeared, and what was left was a sense of... loss.
What is lost?
Her eyes followed Ren Qiao, and his pair of white jade-like hands without any scars reminded Jin Banwei of Ren Qiao's overly simple purpose.
But... Ren Qiao had just seen a restricted ghost.
No, what is she thinking? Even if Ren Qiao is being ambiguous with her now, it is the thread of fate that is driving her emotions.
In Ren Qiao's eyes, she is her husband.
It's meaningless. Everything is meaningless at this stage.
Jin Banwei cut off her own messy thoughts and looked at the battle situation in the room again.
The Buddha's divine power became even stronger, dispelling the black fog in the room as well as the complicated emotions in Jin Banwei's heart.
"Sister Jin." Jiang Chuchu in his arms was already extremely weak, and her soul became vague. If she continued like this, she would soon dissipate.
Jin Banwei came back to her senses and asked the system: "Tell me how to break the formation?"
Her self-questioning and self-answering did not escape the Buddha's eyes, and the Buddha smiled contemptuously: "Give up, this game is set for her."
After the Buddha statue finished speaking, the jade Buddha on Jiang Liyu's neck shone brighter, gradually merging with the golden light from the small shrine, and bursts of Sanskrit sounds rang in her ears.
The Jiang family's living room was transformed into a Buddhist temple, and wherever the Buddha's light shines, all evil spirits are driven away.
"Chuchu, don't be afraid. Sister will take you out." Jin Banwei hugged Jiang Chuchu and rushed to the door, but her ankles seemed to have a thousand-pound stone and she couldn't lift her feet.
Jiang Chuchu, who was curled up in her arms, suddenly floated up and broke away from her arms. The moment Jiang Chuchu left her arms, Jin Banwei felt her feet lighten. She finally realized what the Buddha said about this game being set up for Jiang Chuchu.
The golden light floating around the room slowly gathered and turned into a ball of light that enveloped Jiang Chuchu. Inside the ball of light were eight neatly arranged bodhi seeds.
The bodhi seeds absorbed Jiang Chuchu's soul power, and she would be dead in no time. Jiang Nian's bracelet was made up of fourteen bodhi seeds. Although Ren Qiao's palm was injured just now, fortunately he crushed six of the bodhi seeds, otherwise Jiang Chuchu's soul would dissipate faster at this moment.
This is not a magic weapon to protect its master, but a magic array set up against Jiang Chuchu.
Who could have such a strong hatred towards a child?
Jin Banwei was certainly not stupid enough to think that the phantom Buddha statue in front of her was the real Buddha.
Ren Qiao was unable to break the formation for a moment, so she touched the light ball with both hands, and black mist floated out of her palms and went into the light ball. After touching the black mist, Jiang Chuchu's pale face looked much better, and her soul became more stable.
She glanced behind Jin Banwei and pointed nervously: "Mom...Mom."
Jin Banwei turned around and saw that Jiang Liyu, who had been unable to pull down the jade Buddha, had already touched a knife and was about to cut herself. The red rope had already been attached to her neck. Not only would she not be able to cut the red rope with this knife, but she would also cut herself.
Jiang Nian, who was closest to her, was stunned at the moment. She stared at the Buddha statue in a daze and didn't notice Jiang Liyu's actions at all.
Jin Banwei rushed over quickly and snatched the knife from Jiang Liyu's hand. She urged the system: "Tell me how to break the formation?"
Jiang Liyu thought Jin Banwei was asking her, but how could she know?
Jiang Liyu is 57 years old this year. Thirty years ago, she was only 27 years old. That year, she lost the most important person in her life - her five-year-old daughter.
She got married early and divorced early. Marriage brought her scars, and her daughter was her only gift.
Jiang Chuchu is very well-behaved and obedient. At the age of five, she knows that Jiang Liyu has a hard time, and she will give Jiang Liyu a back massage. All her friends praise her for having a sensible and beautiful daughter, and she is also proud of Jiang Chuchu's existence.
The day Jiang Chuchu had the car accident, Jiang Liyu's world collapsed. If she hadn't had parents to support, Jiang Liyu would have died.
Before Jiang Chuchu's accident, Jiang Liyu never believed in Buddhism, but after Jiang Chuchu's death, she looked for monks and Taoists to interpret divinations just to see Jiang Chuchu again. She began to believe that people really have souls.
Jiang Nian was not the child born to Jiang Liyu from her remarriage, but was adopted by her cousin. The reason why she was willing to raise Jiang Nian was because Jiang Nian really looked like Jiang Chuchu when he was a child.
Even with Jiang Nian, she did not give up the idea of seeing Jiang Chuchu again. She even tried to find a fortune teller to summon her soul, but to no avail. All she got was a sentence that Jiang Chuchu should have been reincarnated.
Finally, she saw Jiang Chuchu, but she had to watch her soul dissipate before her eyes. This was something Jiang Liyu could not accept no matter what.
"Give me back the knife!" She stretched out her hand to snatch the knife from Jin Banwei's hand. Jiang Liyu had already made up her mind. Even if she had to cut her own neck today, she couldn't just watch Jiang Chuchu disappear.
Jiang Nian was finally awakened by her mother's sharp scream. Seeing her mother trying to grab the knife, Jiang Nian quickly stepped forward and hugged Jiang Liyu. However, Jiang Liyu called out to her, "Xiao Nian, help your mother. If you keep going like this, your sister will be scared to death."
Jiang Nian also caught a glimpse of the knife in Jin Banwei's hand. She stretched out her hand slightly, but Jin Banwei put her hands behind her back and blocked the knife with her body: "It's useless. Even if you unlock the Jade Buddha now, the magic circle will not stop."
Jiang Liyu was like a deflated ball, leaning against Jiang Nian's arms with a dead heart, staring at Jiang Chuchu who was still trapped in the ball of light: "What, what is going on?"
Jiang Nian half-hugged Jiang Liyu, supporting his mother's shaky body, and questioned Jin Banwei: "You are clearly ghosts too, why doesn't the Buddha's light attack you?"
She thought Jin Banwei was a ghost because of her extremely cold body temperature, and Jin Banwei had no intention of arguing.
"Haven't you figured it out yet? This is a magic array that only targets your sister's soul. Where did your protective magic weapon come from?"
Not only the protective instruments, but even the small shrine in the living room is part of the magic circle.
This was a dead end that had been set up for Jiang Chuchu long ago.
But why on earth did this happen? Who on earth wanted to beat Jiang Chuchu so hard that her soul flew away?
If the intention was to put Jiang Chuchu to death, it shouldn't be difficult to find Jiang Chuchu's soul based on the means used by the person who set up the formation. Why bother setting up the formation in the Jiang family?
Jiang Liyu tugged at the jade Buddha: "This was given to me by Master Min Kong from Ciwen Temple."
Ciwen Temple!
Jin Banwei had never heard of Min Kong, but she knew Ciwen Temple. The original book said that Ciwen Temple was a very popular temple, but since the abbot was changed, the popularity has declined. Some monks in the temple have also dispersed, and those who remain are people who coincide with the abbot Mi Kong.
They believe in Buddhism, but not compassion, and have no great love in their hearts. They are even more paranoid than the heroine in the early part of the book. They believe that the dead staying in the human world is disrespectful to the living. They never pray for the reincarnation of ghosts. When they meet ghosts, they just scramble them and do not give monsters the opportunity to cultivate. They wish to eliminate all the transformed monsters in the world. The heroine has lived in Yang Street since she was a child, and she can still distinguish between good and bad monsters.
The first time Ciwen Temple appeared was when the heroine was battling someone, and both of their souls left their bodies to hunt down the evil spirit. The abbot of Ciwen Temple, Mikong, happened to pass by, and he was about to break up the two souls. In his eyes, a soul that has left its body is no longer worthy of living in the world.
After the heroine changed, she often avoided these people from Ciwen Temple, and the monks from Ciwen Temple had no chance to appear, but their methods were very powerful.
He has real ability, but he is not compassionate enough.
This explains why the monks of Ciwen Temple consider the dead remaining in the world as evil, and regard those living people who want to get entangled with the dead as disrespecting life. Master Min Kong probably wanted to teach Jiang Liyu, who was desperately looking for the female soul, a lesson, and let Jiang Liyu watch her beloved daughter's soul fly away in front of her, so as to stop the living from wanting to see the dead.
They even used the ancestral temple as a sacrifice, and Bodhi seeds and jade Buddha as supplements, and used the magical instruments they had carried with them for many years to kill their loved ones. Such punishment was too inhumane.
But if they didn't bring Jiang Chuchu here, this formation would not be activated. They would be like Min Kong's accomplices.
"Chu Chu, hold on a little longer." The black fog gradually filled up the light ball. The black fog continued to replenish Jiang Chuchu's Yin energy. However, as the black fog became more and more, the speed at which the Bodhi seed absorbed soul power became faster and faster. Jiang Chuchu, who was lying in the light ball, became weaker and weaker. His soul turned translucent and seemed to dissipate in the next moment. Ren Qiao encouraged Jiang Chuchu in the light ball softly.
The black fog finally filled the light ball. Ren Qiao raised his arm, and a piece of red silk flew out from his wide cuffs. The red silk penetrated the light ball and wrapped around Jiang Chuchu's waist. The red silk became longer and longer, and then wrapped around his two arms, and then his head. The red silk became thicker and thicker.
After wrapping Jiang Chuchu like a red rice dumpling, Ren Qiao pulled hard with both hands, and Jiang Chuchu wrapped in red satin was successfully brought out of the light ball. Ren Qiao carried Jiang Chuchu to Jin Banwei and handed her to Jin Banwei: "Take her out, she can leave here now."
Before Jin Banwei caught Jiang Chuchu, Jiang Liyu was more anxious than her. She touched the red silk. The moment her palm touched the red silk, Jiang Chuchu inside the red silk cried out in pain. Ren Qiao avoided Jiang Liyu's hand and said, "Madam, you have too much Yang energy in your body. You cannot touch Chuchu."
Because of Jiang Liyu's delay, the Buddha statue had already set its eyes on the red silk and landed behind Ren Qiao: "Nosy."
He stretched out his hand and slapped Ren Qiao's back. Ren Qiao noticed it. After she handed Jiang Chuchu to Jin Banwei, she turned her body and slapped the Buddha statue. She called Jin Banwei softly, "Little Jin, take Chuchu out quickly."
Upon hearing this, Jin Banwei hugged Jiang Chuchu and was about to leave. Her hand touched the door, but it seemed to be welded shut and did not move at all.
Jiang Liyu hurried over to help her open the door, but the Buddha statue had already bypassed Ren Qiao and reached for the red silk in Jin Banwei's arms.
Ren Qiao put his hands together, and a red and white flower emerged from his palms, mysterious and beautiful, as if the flower contained some special power. The moment Ren Qiao offered the flower, the Buddha statue paused for a moment. Ren Qiao stretched out his hand and grasped the red and white flower, then changed his palm into a fist and smashed it on the back of the Buddha statue.
The shadow of the Buddha statue became much fainter.
The golden light in the room suddenly became brighter. They turned into golden threads and flew towards the Buddha statue, starting to repair the gradually disappearing shadow. A layer of mud appeared on the face of the Buddha statue. The mud fell off, revealing a monk's face. The face was gentle and compassionate, but one of the eyes was full of resentment towards Ren Qiao, and also surprise: "Erosion Spirit Flower, this is the method of a demon. What on earth are you?"
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