Chapter 205 Nightmare Town (9)
At this moment, the soul-calling bell under Lin Qingyue's crimson paper umbrella rang out.
The souls trapped in the town gathered again among Lin Qingyue and others.
"Three souls are far away, seven souls are floating; together they create life, living up to the past. All things of the past, listen to my call!"
The cold and long chanting, accompanied by the sound of bells, turned into countless points of light, floating and falling into the soul of every ghost.
Then all the past events that they had forgotten all resurfaced.
The thick clouds in the sky dissipated, and finally a gentle moonlight shone through.
Those bewildered wronged souls opened their eyes and saw Lin Qingyue and Dongfang Qi first: the woman in black dress was as mysterious as the night, and the man in white was as graceful as an immortal, just like a pair of perfect lovers who were not tainted by the world.
Suddenly someone shouted, "Master Zhang!"
So all the ghosts focused their attention on the old turtle.
"Master Zhang, are you here to save us? Woohoo, Master, I knew you wouldn't just leave us alone!"
"Master Zhang, you are a good official. We know you didn't commit corruption. You were wrongly accused. We all wanted to redress your grievances. The town even secretly formed a team to go to Luocheng to file a complaint with the emperor. But... but before we could redress your grievances, we were killed first!"
The townspeople here were sacrificed and died, losing their memories.
The old turtle had no way of communicating with them, and had no idea that they had once tried to redress his grievances.
After learning the truth, the old turtle's eyes moistened and he asked in a trembling voice: "Are you serious... But I am a monster, aren't you afraid of me?"
"For over a decade now, we know exactly what kind of person you are, County Magistrate Zhang! Without you, how could we have such a happy life?"
"We don't care if you're a monster or not. We only know that you're our county magistrate, our father and mother!"
"Sir, I also went to the execution ground that day to speak up for you, but unfortunately my words were too weak to carry weight. Later I learned that those who cursed you at the execution ground were forced to submit because their families had been arrested and threatened."
"Uncle Zhang, please come back! We all miss you..." A boy of seven or eight years old pulled the old turtle's sleeve and looked at him eagerly.
The child was born with difficulty and was saved by an old turtle who happened to pass by and found a midwife. Later, he watched the child grow up day by day.
Aren’t all the people in the town his children, the ones he protected and watched grow up?
It turns out that they had never betrayed him. It turned out that they all knew that they were wronged and even wanted to sue the emperor for him!
The frustration that had accumulated over the years finally dissipated at this moment.
The old turtle was in tears, but also extremely relieved.
"If you still recognize me as the county magistrate, please listen to me first."
He wiped his tears and tried to smile: "Your souls have been trapped here for more than ten years. If you continue like this, there is no guarantee that your souls will be scattered one day. This——"
He pointed at Lin Qingyue respectfully and said, "This young lady possesses extraordinary powers and can liberate you from the Pure Land. Everyone, let go of your resentment and reincarnate!"
"Reincarnation? Do we still have a chance?"
"It's too painful to stay here. I want to leave. I've always wanted to leave."
For a lonely ghost, with no sacrifices or incense, every day he stays in the world is torture.
Seeing them suffering, the old turtle couldn't bear it, so he created a nightmare for them, letting them immerse themselves in their past lives to reduce their pain.
If I could leave, I would certainly love to.
"Okay, as long as everyone wants to leave! Listen to me, don't have any rejection or resentment in your heart, close your eyes, and let your soul relax."
Seeing that all the ghosts had obediently closed their eyes, the old turtle turned to Lin Qingyue and said, "That's enough. Miss, please help them to be liberated."
Lin Qingyue nodded, muttering something while gathering her spiritual power to guide the helpless souls to the underworld.
It’s just that there are too many souls here, and it takes too much energy to operate them.
Fortunately, Dongfang Qi is also a cultivator, and he helps Lin Qingyue to liberate the ghosts.
A whole night passed.
When the darkness fades away and the eastern sky is about to see the first ray of dawn.
The souls of the entire Nightmare Town have left.
The empty town was shrouded in the hazy morning light, without any gloomy aura.
Lin Qingyue turned around and frowned slightly: "Why didn't you leave?"
The old turtle stood under the shade of a tree, feeling a little anxious. "Yeah, why haven't I left yet? I want to leave, I really want to leave, but I..."
Lin Qingyue sighed: "You can't let go of your hatred."
The old turtle said bitterly, "Those unscrupulous people, it would have been fine if they had just accused me of corruption and killed me, but they actually set up such a vicious formation and sacrificed the entire population of my town! I'm so angry! I hate myself for not being able to protect the people, and I hate those demons for being so cruel!"
He clutched the collar of his shirt at his chest, in great pain: "I know I should let go! I teach people to let go of resentment, relax their bodies, and accept salvation. But I can't do it myself... Here... It hurts so much... I hate it so much!"
Dongfang Qi's expression changed slightly: "Not good, this is the formation of an inner demon. If I don't control it, I'm afraid I will become a demon!"
If a ghost's obsession is too deep and cannot be eliminated, it will become a ghost or an evil spirit, completely lose its humanity, and indiscriminately attack ordinary people.
The same is true for demons and ghosts. Once their obsession becomes too deep and leads to the inner demon, they will be possessed by the devil and become a tool that can only kill.
Dongfang Qi was about to persuade the old turtle to keep his original intention, but he heard Lin Qingyue snort coldly and said domineeringly:
"What about the inner demons? If you have revenge, you should take revenge. If you have grievances, you should pay back the grievances. The inner demons will naturally disappear. There is no need to worry about it!"
When these words came out, the old turtle was stunned: "I, I can still... take revenge? There is still a chance?"
Lin Qingyue said, "Why not? You've only become a ghost, your soul hasn't yet dispersed. How difficult would it be for you to seek revenge?"
A word of enlightenment awakened the old turtle, who slapped his forehead and muttered, "Yes, isn't it enough to get revenge and get rid of the demons in my heart? Why should I suffer and linger here?"
Then, he felt a little melancholy again: "But I can't leave here. I've tried many times, but I can't leave. There's no way I can get revenge on that person."
At this moment, the sunlight was getting stronger, and even though the old turtle had retreated under the shade of the tree, it was still feeling uncomfortable from the burning of the sun.
He fell into endless pain again: "After all, it was all wishful thinking on my part. I can't even resist the sun, so how can I talk about revenge?"
Then at this moment, a shadow fell overhead, and a crimson oil-paper umbrella blocked the hot yang energy, making the old turtle's soul instantly bathed in coolness and comfortable all over.
He looked up blankly and saw the soul-calling bell jingling and shaking under the crimson umbrella, like a requiem song.
Lin Qingyue said softly, "Let's go. I'll take you away."
The girl in a flowing black dress, holding a red umbrella, turned around and said to Dongfang Qi, "What are you still standing there for? Let's go."
"Here I come!" Dongfang Qi walked quickly forward and followed with a smile.
I couldn't get out of the small town at first, but now I can easily find the way back.
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