Eclipse flower?
This was written in the original book. The heroine lives in Yang Street. She has been in contact with monsters the most since she was a child. Monsters can gather the spiritual energy of heaven and earth and absorb the essence of the sun and the moon as a way of self-cultivation. Monsters are mostly smart and smart. They are good at keeping a backup plan. The Erosion Spirit Flower is one of the monsters' methods.
They often gather the spiritual energy that is taken into their bodies but cannot be used by themselves into spiritual flowers, and offer them up when they are on the verge of life and death. With the Erosion Spirit Flowers in their bodies, their combat effectiveness will be greatly increased. The monsters in Yang Street once offered up a thousand Erosion Spirit Flowers in one breath to fight against foreign enemies. The more powerful the monster, the more Erosion Spirit Flowers will accumulate in its body.
This is indeed the method of a monster, not a ghost.
Could it be that Ren Qiao was a demon when he was alive?
But there is not a single characteristic of a demon on her. Since she has no memories, she only maintains the appearance she had in life. She has not transformed, so she is naturally not a demon.
But she can use the methods of monsters.
Jin Banwei couldn't figure it out, and neither could the Buddha statue. Ren Qiao himself didn't know either.
She pursed her lips slightly, put her hands together again, and another Eclipse Spirit Flower was sacrificed, but this time the Eclipse Spirit Flower was no longer red and white, but bluish white. The Eclipse Spirit Flower floating in Ren Qiao's palm began to absorb the Buddha's light. Every bit of Buddha's light would make the Eclipse Spirit Flower grow a little bit. The Buddha statue's face changed drastically: "You, you are not a ghost?"
A ghost raised a demon flower, and the demon flower could absorb Buddha's light. Not to mention the Buddha statue was shocked, Jin Banwei even doubted her own eyes. She sighed sincerely: "Sister Ghost is so powerful."
The system, which had been silent for a while, finally made sound again.
[That's natural. The prizes given by the system are all of the highest quality, so the souls attracted are naturally top-notch and powerful.]
When asked how it broke the formation, it pretended to be dead and was not stingy with its boasting.
Seeing that Ren Qiao seemed to have the upper hand at the moment, but in this formation, the power of the Buddha statue would be continuously restored. Jin Banwei could feel the power flowing to the Buddha statue. Jin Banwei asked again: "Tell me how to break the formation quickly!"
The system was silent again, and Jin Banwei pouted: "Pretending to be dead is shameful!"
[There are many ways to break the formation, but given the host's current predicament, there is no way to break the formation with one's own strength, nor with external objects. The only way now is to rely on the zombie blood to break the Buddha's light.]
Jin Banwei understood what the system meant. Although it knew many ways to break the formation, Jin Banwei was weak and not fully prepared, so she couldn't use any of them.
But did she find the zombie? There were only three living people and a few ghosts here, so where could she find the zombie?
Suddenly, Jin Banwei thought of something. She looked at her hand. Although her body had already merged a little, her too cold body temperature still reminded Jin Banwei of her abnormality: "The zombie you are talking about is not me, right?"
[Of course it is the host. The host can break the Buddha's light by smearing blood on the eye of the formation. If the host is afraid of pain, she can wait for the ghost king to disperse the phantom and use up all the spiritual power of the formation to break the formation. The ghost king is very powerful and cannot trap her here.]
Of course Jin Banwei was afraid of pain, but the endless Buddha's light in this room kept replenishing the Buddha statue's strength. It would take a long time for Ren Qiao to defeat the Buddha statue, and it was still unknown how long Jiang Chuchu could last wrapped in red satin.
What's more... Jin Banwei remembered Ren Qiao's broken palm just now. She gritted her teeth, put Jiang Chuchu in her arms against the door, and reached out to touch the knife that she had just snatched from Jiang Liyu.
But when it came to actually cutting herself, Jin Banwei was still a little hesitant.
She is very afraid of pain.
Just as Jin Banwei was hesitating, the bluish-white Eclipse Soul Flower had grown to the size of a table. It seemed to have reached its limit, with a few cracks appearing on the petals, and golden light could be seen flowing in the weak spots. Ren Qiao pinched Jin Banwei's unclear fingerprints with both hands, and the Eclipse Soul Flower began to spin rapidly and shrink. The remaining Bodhi seeds gathered in the Buddha's hands and turned into a magic staff. The staff grew longer and longer and stabbed towards the Eclipse Soul Flower. With a bang, one of the petals of the Eclipse Soul Flower burst open.
As the petals shattered, a cloud of blood mist floated out of Ren Qiao's mouth.
Jin Banwei no longer hesitated. She gritted her teeth and slashed at the palm of her hand. She was afraid that the knife would be blunt, so she used some strength. If it didn't cut open, she was afraid that she wouldn't have the courage to cut a second time. But she didn't expect that the knife was very easy to use and the wound was too deep.
Blood gushed out instantly, staining the entire palm.
Jin Banwei gritted her teeth in pain. After she finished drawing the line, she realized that she had no idea where the center of the formation was.
Blood kept pouring out. Jin Banwei held the blood in her palm, and a lot of blood still flowed through her fingers. Her actions distracted Ren Qiao: "Little Jin!"
She was worried about Jin Banwei, which gave the Buddha statue an opportunity to take advantage of, and her staff stabbed at the Erosion Flower again.
Jin Banwei was anxious, and she reached out to touch Jiang Liyu, who was closest to her. She looked at the jade Buddha hanging around Jiang Liyu's neck and leaned over with her bloody hand. When she held the jade Buddha, Jiang Nian also held her wrist: "What are you going to do to my mother?"
The palm of her hand was so hot that it seemed like she was going to be burned, but the blood-stained jade Buddha glowed dimmer and dimmer, gradually turning into an ordinary piece of jade. Jin Banwei breathed a sigh of relief: "It's done."
Jin Banwei let go of the Jade Buddha, and Jiang Nian also let go of Jin Banwei.
At this moment, the jade Buddha had lost its dazzling golden light. The entire jade Buddha was stained with blood. The red rope gradually became loose until it completely fell off Jiang Liyu's neck. The fine jade Buddha fell to the ground and broke into two pieces. Jiang Liyu sighed with relief.
She squatted down, quietly staring at Jiang Chuchu who was wrapped in red silk. She didn't dare to reach out to touch the weak Jiang Chuchu. Only staring at her could she express her longing for him.
Although she couldn't see Jiang Chuchu's face, she knew that the person inside was her daughter whom she missed day and night.
The bleeding on Jin Banwei's palm had stopped, but the palm was still somewhat charred, with only some bloodstains left.
Her blood was indeed useful, but this method was too painful.
Without the jade Buddha, the golden light in the house became dimmer, but the small shrine was still emitting golden light. It seemed that the jade Buddha was not the center of the formation, but just a broken magic weapon.
While Jin Banwei was still thinking whether to grit her teeth and cut herself again, Ren Qiao had already put away the Erosion Spirit Flower, walked around the Buddha statue and came to her side. He glanced at her palm and said, "Husband, don't hurt yourself. I will break the formation quickly."
Ren Qiao doesn't like fighting. She only ran away to save her life when being chased by a ghost hunter. This is why she can say with a clear conscience that she has never hurt anyone when facing Cheng Langui's questioning. This magic circle is naturally set by people. Once the magic circle is broken, the person who set it will also be injured. Ren Qiao's initial idea was to take Jiang Chuchu and Jin Banwei away from here, but Jin Banwei was injured, so she changed her mind.
Ren Qiao called her husband again. It seemed that on special occasions, she would still call her husband. It was a pleasure to hear that.
But now is not the time to be distracted.
Ren Qiao's attack became more fierce. Although the Buddha statue had the Buddha's light to help it and he had a magic staff in his hand, he was still gradually losing the upper hand.
The mud on his face finally broke apart completely.
The monk whose full face was not revealed looked very young, while the monk whose full face was revealed looked to be in his sixties. There were almost no wrinkles on the upper half of his face, and he looked gentle and kind, but the lower half of his face was covered with wrinkles at the corners of his mouth, which looked a bit weird.
The corners of his mouth curled up slightly, full of contempt.
Jiang Nian recognized this face.
"Master Min Kong!"
The person hidden under the shadow of the Buddha statue was actually Min Kong from Ciwen Temple who had gifted them the Buddhist instruments.
Jin Banwei was more and more certain that this was another punishment from the monks of Ciwen Temple on those who were attached to the dead.
The monks of Ciwen Temple are always hostile to ghosts and the living who miss ghosts. They use their own blood and energy to set up the magic circle, which is equivalent to leaving a pair of eyes in the magic circle. Once the magic circle is opened, it will connect to the person who set up the magic circle. They can appreciate the painful and desperate expressions of the living when the souls of the dead dissipate.
In the original book, the monks of Ciwen Temple were quite keen on being punishers.
Perhaps it is because the heroine in the original book is set to hate the existence of all ghosts. In order to highlight the gentleness of such a heroine, many of the heroine's colleagues in the book, whether monks or Taoists, are as extreme as her, and are even more ferocious than her when facing ghosts.
The monks from Ciwen Temple are just one of them.
Jiang Liyu also saw Min Kong, the great monk whom she once trusted very much. She hysterically questioned Min Kong: "Monk, why did you want to harm my daughter?"
Min Kong clasped his hands together, and the golden light brought out a compassionate look in his eyes: "Amitabha, Mr. Jiang, your daughter died a long time ago. From the moment her soul left her body, she was no longer your daughter. She should go to reincarnation instead of staying in the world. And you should learn to forget and start a new life. I am doing this for the two of you. The living should not be involved with the dead."
"The living should learn to forget, the dead should go on to the afterlife, greed for the secular world is evil and should be punished."
Jiang Liyu pointed at Min Kong, her fingertips trembling: "Xiaochu will always be my daughter. Monk, you Buddhists don't have mercy to save the world, but you are here to mislead the reunion of mother and daughter. You have such a cruel heart!"
Min Kong smiled faintly, "You say I am unkind? If it weren't for my magic weapon, how could you two ordinary people with sufficient Yang energy see such a vulnerable ghost? The dead are Yin, and the living are Yang. You should never meet each other in your lifetime. I give you a chance to see her before her soul flies away. Donor Jiang, you should thank me."
"If you really wanted them to meet, you wouldn't have used peach wood to make tablets, much less a Buddhist shrine. The Seven Days of Resurrection is the day when the underworld allows the living and the dead to meet. They should have seen each other for the last time thirty years ago, and you are only thirty years late."
Ren Qiao's last palm also landed on Min Kong's chest. With this palm, the tablet placed in the small ancestral hall shattered, and even the Buddha niche that enshrined the tablet collapsed. The shadow of the Buddha statue gradually faded. He stared at Ren Qiao: "I didn't expect you to know about the Five Yin Wood. We will meet again. When we meet, I must find out what you are."
He disappeared and the room returned to peace.
Ren Qiao breathed a sigh of relief, because he had not recognized his master, the fusion of his body was not perfect, and the power he could exert was much less than before.
Although the magic circle would have a more severe restraint on ghosts without a physical body, her strength was much stronger without the paper body.
However, she only stayed with Jin Banwei for ten days, so it didn't matter if the degree of integration was a little lower.
However, she didn't know whether the monk she had provoked would cause trouble for Jin Banwei in the future. But Jin Banwei was a human being after all, and the monk seemed to have some cultivation. He would not attack a living person and ruin his own practice.
Ren Qiao was still worried about Jin Banwei's future, but Jin Banwei suddenly came up to her and asked in a low voice: "Ghost sister, are you tired? Do you want to drink something?"
She put her index finger to Ren Qiao's lips, her fingertips rubbed across the soft lips, and the faint scent of blood drifted to her nose.
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