Is this the ghost market?
Although the ghost market is mentioned frequently in the book, because the heroine lives in Yang Street, it is Yang Street that is given intensive attention, and no grass or tree in Yin Street has ever been described.
Yin Street and Yang Street are each a city. Outside Yang Street are peach trees. Due to the special nature of Yang Street, the peach trees do not bear fruit, but the peach branches are always covered with pink and white flowers all year round, one after another, each blooming gorgeously and never withering.
But although both are ghost markets, Yinjie is quite different.
Graves, graves everywhere.
Outside Yinjie City, there were tombs lined up one after another. The short and tight tombs emitted thick black fog. The air was filled with the smell of rust, and one could smell some blood when breathing.
The city of Yin Street is just behind this pile of graves. It doesn't look like a ghost market at all, but rather a mass grave. The only difference is that every grave here has a tombstone. On the tombstone is not the name of the deceased, but a long eulogy with bright red fonts that are still dripping with blood, as if it were alive.
Jin Banwei walked forward, she wanted to see the words on the tombstone clearly, but Leng Xiangying grabbed her arm and said, "Little ghost, don't read the words above. If you read too many curses, you will die."
After Leng Xiangying opened her mouth, the vicious voice that had originally cursed Leng Xiangying sounded again.
"Leng Xiangying, why haven't you gone to hell yet!"
"Leng Xiangying! Leng Xiangying!"
"..." The cold and chilling curses were getting louder and louder. Jin Banwei looked in the direction of the voice and saw that the ghosts that were cursing Leng Xiangying were all in the southeast corner. Tombstones were next to tombstones, ghosts were next to ghosts, both men and women, all of them were covered in blood, and bright red blood had stained every corner of their clothes. Their eyes were bloodshot, and there was a dark black word "curse" on their foreheads.
Their voices were hoarse, suppressed, and full of pain and hatred.
The rolling hot tears are also bright red blood.
Seeing that the style of the blood-stained clothes was not much different from that of the imperial teacher trapped in the tree, Jin Banwei had already guessed their identities - the people of Shen State who died under the brutality of the king of Shen State.
Their faces were hideous and their eyes were full of hatred.
But Leng Xiangying, as a princess of a fallen country, was also a miserable person. Jin Banwei will always remember what Ren Qiao said, that Leng Xiangying died with her younger brother in her arms, with thousands of arrows piercing her heart.
Jin Banwei couldn't imagine how painful it would be to have thousands of arrows piercing the heart, but that was something Leng Xiangying had experienced firsthand.
She didn't understand why these dead souls didn't reincarnate, but appeared here, cursing Leng Xiangying viciously word by word. Does Leng Xiangying have to listen to their curses every time she comes to Yin Street?
No wonder there was no smile on Leng Xiangying's face anymore. This was not a shady street at all, but more like Leng Xiangying's curse meeting. When she came here, her wounds would be torn open inch by inch, and her ears would be filled with her abuse and curses.
It's hell, it has to be.
“This is hell, too.”
Jin Banwei was indeed a good person. Her eyes were full of pity when she looked at Leng Xiangying. Ren Qiao beside her had already grabbed Leng Xiangying's wrist, squeezing it tightly and sharing the strength with her.
They are all very gentle people.
But this isn't hell.
Leng Xiangying was not that sad. At least she was much happier than every time she came here alone. She used to pass through here quickly and ignore the curses. But today, with the company of Ren Qiao and Jin Banwei, she was not in a hurry to escape.
She pointed to the grave and said, "That is the Cursed Spirit Monument. It can be considered a gift from Hades to the weak and lonely souls."
Not all powerful ghosts are entangled with resentment, so not all ghosts with resentment will become powerful, and not all ghosts have the opportunity to take revenge. After all, when encountering large-scale massacres, the underworld will dispatch a large number of ghosts to take all the ghosts into the underworld in the shortest possible time.
The underworld avoids the possibility of large-scale birth of evil ghosts, but it also cuts off the possibility of most ghosts seeking revenge.
The resentment in their hearts will instigate them to be unwilling to forget the past, and even more unwilling to drink Meng Po soup to reincarnate. As more and more people resist, the curse monument is built.
Those in the Cursed Soul Monument are all unwilling to reincarnate, and they curse their enemies at the cost of their own souls not being able to reincarnate for generations to come. They will be trapped in the Cursed Soul Monument forever, with no hope, no future, only painful memories of the past and curses mixed with blood and tears.
The bloody words engraved on the inky black tombstone are curses. The content of the curse is different, and the fate of the cursed person will also be different.
However, most people cursed by the cursed monument are unlucky.
The curse will not dissipate due to reincarnation. It is a mark engraved on the soul and will never disappear until the moment of the soul's death. When the enemy's soul completely dissipates, the soul in the cursed spirit monument will also dissipate. This is also a kind of relief for these souls who only have hatred in their hearts.
The reason why the curse monument is placed outside Yin Street is that although the high-level officials of the underworld believe that once the soul is reincarnated, no matter what it did in the previous life, it will have nothing to do with the next life, but this sentence does not apply to people who understand yin and yang.
People who practice the Yin-Yang Taoism pay the most attention to cause and effect, so if one understands Yin and Yang, then one is influenced by cause and effect. Since it is cause and effect, then the past life is also included.
What often happens outside Yinjie City is that a ghost catcher who has just stepped into Yinjie is bitten by the ghost on the Cursed Spirit Monument. After asking around, he finds out that the ghost is the ghost catcher's son in his previous life. In his previous life, the ghost catcher abandoned his wife and children and attached himself to powerful people. After becoming powerful, he was worried that his wife and children would drag him down, so he poisoned her and children with his own hands and dumped their bodies in the wilderness, leaving them to be eaten by hungry wolves.
Often after hearing such a tragic story, the originally worried companions would spit lightly, and their eyes would immediately become filled with disgust.
Many ghost hunters who have just learned about yin and yang have seen their future look bright but have been tarnished before they even started.
Although the higher-ups in the underworld are friendly to life, they are ruthless in tormenting ghosts and ghost hunters.
This is also a kind of boring and bad taste.
Oh, it’s also a hassle for the ghost messengers. Which ghost messenger in the underworld doesn’t have an enemy trapped in the cursed spirit monument? The only difference between Leng Xiangying and them is probably that she has so many enemies. The graves on the southeast side are almost all left over from the Shen Kingdom.
Jin Banwei and the others also discovered this after Leng Xiangying said that, it was clear that the other ghosts in groups were no more than ten in number, but the ghosts cursing Leng Xiangying numbered over a hundred. One must know that staying in the Curse Spirit Monument would almost cut off all escape routes, so no matter how much they hated it, they would think twice.
"Officer Shen, it seems like a lot of people are cursing you."
"Not only are there many of them, but they are also very united." Leng Xiangying corrected Jin Banwei. She chuckled with a strong hint of sarcasm: "Because the current Meng Po is also the object of their hatred."
The object of hatred? Could it be that...
Before Jin Banwei could ask, Leng Xiangying admitted it openly: "Yes, Meng Po is also a member of the royal family of Shen State."
Jin Banwei was surprised, but felt it made sense. According to what Leng Xiangying said, she was no match for Cheng Lanyi now, but it was obvious last night that Cheng Lanyi had been giving in to Leng Xiangying. Putting aside the fact that she was a senior, her relationship with Meng Po was also important.
Jin Banwei's eyes bent slightly, and she smiled a little, and she rarely said a joke: "I didn't expect that Officer Shen's backers are so strong. No wonder Cheng Lanyi is so afraid of Officer Shen."
She wanted to use a joke to help Leng Xiangying get rid of her sadness, but she accidentally stepped on Leng Xiangying's sore spot. Leng Xiangying held her hands to her heart and was clearly smiling, but blood-red tears rolled down from her beautiful eyes: "She, she forgot about me a long time ago."
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Strictly speaking, Leng Xiangying did not do anything bad.
Her father was a womanizer and lover of wine. He thought that all beautiful women were delicacies. Especially when faced with a stunning beauty, he became as greedy as a greedy wolf. He was like a wild beast in heat, not a monarch.
But he didn't like baby girls, he could even be said to hate them.
He felt that raising a baby girl was a long, boring and meaningless task. He wished that all girls in the world would be in their twenties from birth, graceful and beautiful.
The current queen was in poor health and had no children. Leng Xiangying's brother was the eldest son, and unlike her, he was deeply loved by his father. Because they were equally cruel, perverse, and even hated her equally.
Although they were born from the same mother, she was nearly drowned by her brother when she was one year old. When she was three years old, her brother asked her to be a living target and she was unfortunately shot through the arm.
When she was six years old, the national teacher read her fortune and said that she was the chosen one by heaven, with the best four-symbol Yin Gua destiny. If she was carefully fed and well provided for, she would surely ensure the prosperity of the country.
Her life began to get better. Not only was she favored by the emperor, but even her brothers no longer bullied her. She even had the energy to protect her aging and failing mother and her younger brother who had been abandoned by their father since childhood due to his frailty. Even the common people began to build statues and temples for her, worshipping her like a deity and offering them sacrifices carefully.
But she seemed to have no special powers. She could not persuade her increasingly violent father, nor could she stop her brother who enjoyed killing people, nor could she teach those ministers who were greedy and bloodthirsty.
There was heavy snow in the imperial city that year, and the palace servants had no time to clean up the snow, so the newly fallen snow added two bricks to the height.
The maidservant rubbed her hands and looked at her eagerly: "My lady princess, aren't you a goddess? Can't you stop the snow? Don't you feel cold?"
She gradually realized that something was wrong, but at less than ten years old, she was not sharp enough.
When she was fourteen, she met her aunt Leng Siqing, whom she had never met before.
The reason why they had never met was because Leng Siqing had long been out of the palace. When Leng Xiangying was born, Leng Siqing had already married the imperial teacher of the time. Leng Siqing was only eleven years old that year.
In ancient times, women married early, but Leng Siqing married even earlier than other women of the same dynasty. This was because she had an extremely beautiful face. People who had seen her compared her to a fairy. One look at her would make people lose their appetite and unable to sleep at night.
Because she was extremely beautiful, the Imperial Master restricted her freedom after she got married. Leng Siqing never attended a banquet. Everything she had was trapped in the Imperial Master's mansion, from the age of eleven to twenty-five.
It is ridiculous to be a princess of a country but become a bird in a cage. However, in the royal family of Shen Kingdom, the princess is the one with the lowest status.
In her father's eyes, Leng Siqing was not a biological sister, but just a tool to win over powerful officials.
The reason why Leng Siqing was able to go out that time was because the queen at that time had passed away. Since the queen was the imperial teacher's biological sister, as the brother-in-law, Leng Siqing should have shown up.
But they still couldn't go to the mourning hall and take a look at the coffin. All of them, the royal women, were placed in a room and looked at each other in silence.
Leng Siqing was extremely beautiful, so beautiful that even her frown made people feel sad, and they wished they could shed tears for her to share her worries.
They were all looking at Leng Siqing, but no one dared to approach her.
Leng Siqing is a very gentle person. Although there is unrelieved sorrow in her eyes, when she looks at them her gaze is full of pity and tenderness.
It is clear that Leng Siqing is the most miserable person among them.
The bad reputation of the national teacher has long been notorious.
Leng Xiangying was the only one who dared to sit close to Leng Siqing, so when her stomach growled, Leng Siqing could hear it clearly: "Aying, are you hungry?"
She was a little embarrassed and dazed.
Over the years, she has become accustomed to people around her calling her goddess and princess. Even her mother would respectfully call her goddess. Only from her younger brother would she hear her call her sister. Today, she heard a different name.
She was surprised that Leng Siqing knew her name, and was also surprised that Leng Siqing would call her like that.
Leng Siqing smiled and handed her a piece of cake. She didn't quite understand why Leng Siqing, who came to pay her respects to the queen, would bring cakes with her. Leng Siqing took the initiative to explain to her: "I'm not feeling well and can't go hungry, so I brought cakes with me."
Although the jade wrist she stretched out was hidden in the wide sleeves, Leng Xiangying had always had a good eye, and she saw the glaring red mark and the hideous scar on the white jade wrist.
Leng Xiangying took the cake dejectedly.
The room had been silent for too long. Some of the younger ones started to cry. Leng Siqing was the oldest among them. She stood up and slowly walked to the crying imperial sister. She gently extended her hand to the imperial sister: "Ayin, can your aunt hug you?"
Only then did Leng Xiangying realize that Leng Siqing probably remembered the names of everyone in the room. She was their aunt and also the Princess Shen who had a tragic fate.
Leng Siqing got married too early, her body could not withstand the abuse, and the possibility of her having children was eliminated early on.
She doesn't have children of her own, which is probably not a bad thing for her.
It’s not that she doesn’t like children, but she doesn’t want to give birth to the imperial teacher’s child.
Leng Siqing liked children very much, especially girls in the palace.
Maybe it’s because of the similarity of fate.
She was very kind to them all, but except for Leng Xiangying, the other imperial sisters were too timid. They didn't even dare to accept Leng Siqing's kindness, for fear of being targeted by the imperial teacher behind Leng Siqing.
Leng Siqing's approach made the imperial sister even more uneasy. She said timidly, "Madam Xie, please stay away from me."
The Imperial Master's surname was Xie, but Leng Siqing obviously didn't like being addressed like that. Her face turned pale, but she didn't say anything else. She just walked back to her original seat silently.
Leng Siqing didn't blame them, but she still felt a little disappointed.
She looked so pitiful, especially with her eyes slightly lowered, her eye sockets turning red, and her frail body trembling slightly.
Leng Xiangying took the initiative to approach Leng Siqing in the surprised eyes of her royal sister and younger sister. She opened her arms and stared at Leng Siqing: "Aunt, please hug me."
Leng Siqing was stunned, tears slowly filled her eyes. She carefully hugged Leng Xiangying into her arms, tears dripping on Leng Xiangying's skin. She spoke softly, so soft that only the two of them could hear it: "Aying, if you were not the princess of Shen Kingdom, not the goddess they call you, you would definitely be liked by many people with such a delicate and gentle mind."
Wrong, she is not gentle.
She clearly knew most of the evil things happening in the palace, but she had never stopped any of them. After all, she was just a selfish person who only cared about her mother and younger brother. She didn't even remember the names of all the people here like Leng Siqing did. On the contrary, she didn't know most of the names of these imperial sisters. She just felt that Leng Siqing was a little pitiful.
The goddess, the goddess they call her.
Leng Xiangying grasped something again, and her keen perception made her feel frightened. She shouldn't be a smart person, or she couldn't be a smart person. She just had to live obediently and submissively.
In this way, my mother and younger brother can be safe.
Leng Siqing had a faint fragrance on her body, and her embrace was very warm. Although she had no strength, she hugged Leng Xiangying very tightly.
Even her mother had never given her a warm embrace like this.
Leng Xiangying didn't know what was wrong with her. She suddenly asked Leng Siqing: "Aunt, does suicide hurt?"
Leng Siqing pinched her sleeves, her lotus-pink lips gradually turned pale: "Aying, don't be so cowardly like your aunt."
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Leng Siqing clearly knew that she had attempted suicide countless times, but she was still encouraging her to live a good life.
Since then, she never saw Leng Siqing again.
After all, Leng Siqing was just a delicate bird in a cage. Without her owner's permission, how could she spread her wings and fly to see her?
The look in her mother's eyes when she looked at her was gradually filled with disgust, because she would ask her mother for a hug. Her mother said that she was a goddess and that goddesses did not need humanity. No mortal was worthy of hugging a goddess, as that would defile the goddess' holiness.
But it was clear that her mother had never hugged her before she was named a goddess.
And the identity of the goddess is clearly fabricated.
But Leng Xiangying couldn't say these words. She already knew the purpose of the goddess' birth. They worshipped and praised her and linked the fate of the country with her. In other words, the decline of Shen State and the tyranny of the king were all her fault. They pushed her to the forefront, bearing the anger of the people, while they hid in the dark and continued to devour the flesh and blood of the people and exploit the poor people.
The king has been tyrannical for decades, and this country has long lost its necessity to exist.
When Leng Xiangying was seventeen years old, the enemy was at the gates of the city, and she could hear complaints and insults all around her.
The ministers were blaming her for not having enough divine power, which led to the decline of Shen State's prosperity. The palace servants were blaming her for being weak, which led to Shen State falling into war. The people were scolding her for being a waste, who condoned the royal family's wrongdoings.
She is even more annoying than the culprit, her father, brother, and the imperial teacher.
But she is not a goddess, so where does her divine power come from?
Her father and brother threatened her mother and younger brother's lives to force her to stand on the city wall and face the wrath of the people.
She smiled frankly. This was the best life she could have gotten for herself. At least she was not tortured to death, but lived a respected life for decades.
She walked towards the tower, and her brother broke free from the palace guards and rushed towards her. He was only seven years old, and his health had always been poor. His face was very pale, but his eyes were firm: "Sister, can I go with you?"
Leng Xiangying gently pinched the soft flesh on his face as usual, lowered her lips, and smiled gently in her eyes: "You will die."
"I'm not afraid!" He raised his head and smiled at Leng Xiangying.
Leng Xiangying calmly picked him up and took one last look at her mother. That was her last hope, but there was still no response. She had already retreated behind her brother and didn't even look at them.
Perhaps the useless daughter and the sickly child together are no match for the violent brother. After all, he is the father's favorite son.
Leng Xiangying died, with thousands of arrows piercing her heart.
Countless arrow feathers pierced her body, one after another.
It hurt, but it was a relief.
It’s just a pity that my younger brother died in such a miserable way like her.
Ghosts without obsessions and resentments do not need to be collected by the underworld messengers. Their way to the underworld will open automatically and their souls will be guided to the underworld.
She saw the red flowers of the other shore, covering the road on both sides. The bright red flowers looked like blood. She held her younger brother's hand, and walked forward without accepting any instructions. It was clear that she no longer had any obsession.
Her brother tugged at her sleeve and said, "Sister, aren't we leaving?"
"Wait a minute." She didn't know what she was waiting for, but she felt that someone was probably coming.
"A Ying."
They didn't have to wait long before they heard Leng Siqing's voice from behind them.
She had only seen him once, and hadn't heard his voice for years, but she still recognized Leng Siqing's voice immediately. She was smiling when she died, but when she turned around and saw Leng Siqing, her nose felt a little sour, and her eyes were filled with blood and tears. She opened the other arm that was not held by her brother: "Aunt, can you hug me again?"
Leng Siqing is a gentle person, she will not reject Leng Xiangying.
She hugged Leng Xiangying and touched her younger brother's head.
Leng Siqing is here, and it’s time for them to leave.
She thought that Leng Siqing was probably the same as her, and she also prayed in her heart that she would never marry into an imperial family in her next life.
Unfortunately, their wish was shattered, and neither she nor Leng Siqing had an afterlife.
They were once captive birds of the Shen Kingdom, and after death they became captive birds of the Hades. This was due to Leng Siqing's kindness. Although she had been unfortunate all her life, she still had good intentions towards most people and things in the world, not to mention those who were connected to her by blood.
The underworld needs powerful senior executives, and Hades needs loyal subordinates.
There is no difference between being a ghost in the underworld and being a ghost catcher in the world of the living. Often talent determines the upper limit.
The soul is constantly reincarnated and reborn, and different destinies will be produced due to the different opportunities and times of birth of different reincarnations. Among them, some people with special destinies will be born. They may not necessarily have the richest destinies, and their destinies may even be mixed with blood and rain from birth, but they have the biggest similarity - that is, they are suitable for cultivation.
These people with special destinies are very suitable to be ghosts or ghost catchers, and they have talents far superior to ordinary people.
Among them, the fate that is most suitable for the underworld is the fate of immortal officials. Their tears and blood are sweet, and their souls can easily absorb the pollen of the red spider lily and will not be affected by the toxins of the red spider lily. Leng Siqing has such a fate.
Five years before the fall of the Shen Kingdom, Meng Po from the underworld disappeared while wandering around the world of the living.
The Meng Po of each generation must be a woman with the destiny of an immortal official. The preparation of Meng Po soup requires the king of red spider lilies, and ordinary ghosts cannot resist even the common red spider lily toxin, let alone the king of red spider lily.
During the five years when Meng Po disappeared, Hades personally prepared Meng Po soup. However, due to the lack of blood of a woman with an immortal official's fate, the efficacy of the medicine was not stable, and Hades also had his own things to do.
Finally she waited for Leng Siqing.
Although they had not done anything evil, they were all descendants of the royal family of Shen State, and had enjoyed the benefits brought by the king's brutality. Each of them had swallowed the fruits of sin and the blood and tears of the people. When Shen State was in the midst of a disaster, they still lived a luxurious life, which was achieved by squeezing the people of Shen State. The silk and satin they wore were stained with the blood of the people, so they were also sinners.
She gave Leng Siqing a choice. Since her sins were not serious, she could choose to stay in the underworld and work for her for a hundred years to pay off her sins, and then reincarnate. At that time, she would definitely choose a very good life for Leng Siqing.
Another option is that Pluto seduces Leng Siqing after seeing through her kindness.
That is to stay in the underworld forever and work for her, drink Meng Po soup to forget her past, and from then on she will be the eternal Meng Po in the underworld. She cannot leave the underworld like the upper Meng Po and disappear forever. However, the King of Hell can exempt those royal bloodlines who are not stained with blood from punishment, so that they can reincarnate as soon as possible and safely.
Among those who could be exempted from punishment were Leng Xiangying and her younger brother.
Although everyone in the world wanted her dead and hated her, Hades did not hold her faults too seriously. Everything here was decided based on the evil deeds she had done, which was much fairer than the palace in Shenyang.
Although it is related to her own interests, she still does not want Leng Siqing to agree.
Just as the underworld has stipulated, everyone should atone for their sins, even if the sins were not committed by them but they were implicated, they are still tainted by cause and effect. The only pitiful thing is that many of them are children under eight years old, and the youngest is only one year old. It is absurd and too cruel to ask these children to atone for their sins.
Her younger brother is only seven years old and doesn't understand anything yet.
In the end, it’s all her father and brother’s fault.
Leng Siqing chose the latter. She was willing to forget the past and herself in exchange for their new life.
She left all her tenderness and kindness to them. Although some of them had rejected Leng Siqing's embrace in the past, Leng Siqing did not have any resentment from beginning to end. Instead, she was grateful that she could not protect anyone during her lifetime, and after her death, those children who wanted to call her aunt were relieved.
Before leaving, Leng Siqing hugged her again and said, "Aying, don't be born in the royal family again."
Probably because Leng Siqing treated her differently, Hades specifically called her and asked her to choose a fate for herself and her brother. She chose a wealthy family for her brother, with a good fate. He would become the top scholar at the age of eighteen and become an honest official. He and his wife would be harmonious, his father would be kind and his sons would be filial, and his life would be stable without any disasters.
But she did not choose her own life. She held the book in her hands and looked at the Lord of the Underworld who was high above her.
Her heart began to ache again, the dull pain even stronger than being pierced by thousands of arrows. She knelt down before Hades and begged, "Lord Hades, please let me stay."
"The Imperial Master often says that I have a good fate, so I guess I will be suitable to become a ghost messenger."
"You should know full well that they are lying to you."
Leng Xiangying's face darkened a little, and her drooping eyelashes trembled slightly: "What if I become a ghost soldier? Or maybe I can avoid reincarnation?"
Hades did not answer her, but asked her in return: "Why do you want to stay? It's obvious that your aunt wants to give you a good life."
That's why she hugged Leng Xiangying on purpose when she left, as if she was telling Hades that Leng Xiangying was very different to her.
"If we all reincarnate and drink Meng Po soup, we will forget about aunt. Father and brother are trapped in hell, and as the torture becomes more and more severe, they will also forget about aunt." Leng Xiangying took a breath, her tone getting lower and lower: "Aunt herself will have to drink Meng Po soup, and she will also forget herself. Such an aunt is too pitiful."
"I want to stay. I don't want to drink Meng Po soup. This way, even if my aunt forgets me, I will remember her."
Hades sneered, "You will forget her too."
"Time is very long. Even if you don't drink Mengpo soup, don't walk across the Naihe Bridge, and stay in the underworld forever, guarding her day and night, but hundreds of years pass, thousands of years pass, and life like that day after day is too boring. How long can you remember her? Sooner or later, you will forget her. Even if you don't completely forget her name, you will forget how important she was to you."
Leng Xiangying answered with a resounding voice: "No, I won't forget it."
She was determined because she would never forget that warm embrace.
Leng Xiangying has lived for seventeen years, but has only felt warmth once, that embrace... She will never forget it. Even if she has to engrave Leng Siqing into her soul, leaving an indelible mark on her soul, she will still remember Leng Siqing and that little bit of warmth.
The King of Hell still agreed to let Leng Xiangying stay because of her determination. Also, although the Imperial Master was deceiving Leng Xiangying into becoming a goddess, her fate was indeed special and very suitable for cultivation.
But when she left, Hades asked her a question.
"Leng Xiangying, if you remember her, who will remember you?"
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