This should be the sister that the girl wanted to save just now.
Tu Qingyu went forward to check and saw that the man was covered with wounds, especially his lower body. It was a horrible sight and he looked half dead.
She stuffed a pill she made herself into the person's mouth and drew a talisman to temporarily drive away the negative energy in her body.
As soon as I finished doing this, a strong wind started to blow outside.
"Who? Who killed my Kuang Gu?"
It was a charming female voice, with strong penetrating power, as if it had substance, hitting people.
Fortunately, Tu Qingyu and Tang Huaizhi are not ordinary people, otherwise they would have been unable to bear this sound.
When I walked out, I saw a beautiful woman with long hair wearing a kimono floating in the air.
"This is..." Tu Qingyu narrowed his eyes, "Prajna?"
Tang Huaizhi: "The Prajna in the Japanese Hundred Demons Book?"
The woman grinned. "It seems you have some knowledge, but I prefer the new name the villagers gave me."
"Hehehehe... They call me - Goddess!"
"Oh my god!" Tu Qingyu immediately threw out a talisman, but Prajna dodged it nimbly.
However, the negative energy stuck to his body was inevitably dispersed by the golden light.
Prajna looked down at her body, and the ghost energy in her body surged, "You dare to hurt me?!"
"I've been out for so many years, but this is the first time I've been beaten like this."
"You also killed my Crazy Bone. Very good, human, you succeeded in angering me."
"A Chinese Heavenly Master, a man with strange bloodline, your souls must be very nourishing."
As she spoke, she stuck out her tongue and licked her lips.
Tu Qingyu didn't want to argue with her any further, so he took out a mid-grade copper coin sword from the reincarnation space.
Holding the sword in one hand and making hand gestures with the other, his fingers stroked the sword body, and the sword body flashed with golden light and made a buzzing sound.
"Bronze Coin Sword? He's indeed a nasty Taoist priest, but..." She ruffled her hair, "You don't think you can defeat me with this, do you?"
As soon as she finished speaking, Tu Qingyu came up with his sword.
The speed was so fast that Prajna almost couldn't dodge it.
"You—!" She waved her hand and shot back a ball of black light. "You stinky Taoist priest, why didn't you let me finish my words?"
Tu Qingyu broke up the ball of light, poured his spiritual power into the sword, and quickly threw out a talisman. When Prajna dodged, he went up with the sword in hand.
Prajna dodged the talisman, and the next second a sword energy appeared in front of her. She subconsciously blocked it with her hand.
“Crack!”
She was stunned when her entire arm was cut off at the root.
A ghost that has cultivated to her level has long been indestructible. Not to mention a young boy's copper coin sword, even the two Taoists who came with the City God Seal a few days ago couldn't do anything to her.
Now the two Taoists don’t know where to hide to heal their wounds.
She originally wanted to deal with the two little mice that entered the village later and then reap the souls of the two Taoists. She never expected that one of her arms would be chopped off so easily by the other party.
Her eyes widened. "You—"
“Clang!”
Once again, before she could say a word, the golden sword light forced her to retreat again and again.
When he tried to regain his momentum, the young man threw more than ten yellow talismans at him.
When she came to her senses again, she was already trapped in the formation.
"The Mysterious Sect of Heaven and Earth, the root of all energy, saves the world from catastrophe, proving my supernatural power... All the gods pay homage, commanding thunder, demons terrified, ghosts and gods lost their composure!"
She held the sword, sword energy surrounded her body, she chanted a spell, and placed one hand on her chest.
As her voice fell, thick purple lightning cut through the black clouds and struck straight down at her raised sword.
She raised the sword carrying lightning and flew into the air.
Prajna looked at the electrified boy with a flash of fear in her eyes. She wanted to run, but she couldn't move.
The sword came down with thunder, as if splitting the space in the darkness, and landed on the female ghost in the middle of the formation.
"ah--!!!"
In an instant, a sharp, piercing sound echoed throughout the village.
Most of the negative energy on the female ghost had dissipated, her hair was disheveled, and her body was somewhat transparent.
Tu Qingyu chanted the spell and chopped again. This time, he completely chopped the opponent back into his soul.
She raised her sword, intending to finish it off with one final blow, but the ghost began to beg for mercy, "Master, spare my life!"
"Please spare me, I can make a deal with you, what do you want? I have everything, as long as you spare me!"
"Who the hell wants to make a deal with you? Go to hell, you disgusting thing!"
She raised the sword, and used almost all the spiritual power in her body for the last strike, coupled with her powerful soul, to directly chop the thing into pieces.
She rarely felt so angry, but when she saw that girl just now, the anger filled her entire chest. If she didn't express it, she felt that she would never be able to let it go for the rest of her life.
While treating the girl's injuries, Dabao showed her everything that had happened to her from birth to the present.
This village was originally called Houxi Village.
Because the location is so remote, it is almost isolated from the world.
Being isolated from the world means being poor and backward. It is the kind of village that would have been ignored even if people went to the countryside to learn about it decades ago.
Fifty years ago, Prajna was injured in a fight with someone in Japan and fled to Houxi Village.
After recovering from his injuries for more than ten years, he began to persuade people in the village to make wishes.
At the beginning, she only received the resentment, anger, jealousy and other emotions in the hearts of the wishers.
Later she felt that this was too slow, so she told the villagers that as long as they had a soul with strong resentment, they could get a lot of gold.
At first some people didn't believe it, but then a little girl died in a family. The girl had been abused during her lifetime and almost became a ghost after her death.
The family thought of the "Goddess", so they dragged the girl's body to make a deal with her.
That transaction indeed earned that person a generous reward.
From then on, whenever a girl was born in this village, her fate was determined.
He was not treated well since he was born. He had to learn to cook when he was three or four years old, when he was not even as tall as the stove.
They are responsible for all the heavy work at home. When they are fourteen or fifteen years old, their parents will sell them away, not to marry them off, but to hire someone to come home and abuse them.
Over and over again, until he was tortured to death.
At first, Prajna was very satisfied with such souls, but over time, she felt that such souls were too numb and not full of resentment.
So later, when these girls were eleven or twelve years old, they would be taken to the city to live a good life for two or three years.
When they have broadened their horizons outside, believe that they will be treated well in the future, and have aspirations and expectations, then bring them back to the village.
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