Chapter 219 Little Zombie's Black Moonlight Taoist Priest 17
The female ghost in red looked back and forth between Shen Xinran and Ma Jingwen, and finally let go of He Hai's neck.
He Tianshi became more and more anxious as he watched He Zhong walking towards He Hai with a hoe, but he didn't dare to go forward himself.
He could only order He Jiang who was standing beside him: "Go and save your brother!"
He Jiang's face showed fear, "Father... I..."
He Tianshi took a step forward and kicked He Jiang hard, angrily scolding him: "What's the point of raising you to this age? If you can't save your brother, you are not my son."
He Jiang was kicked towards He Hai and almost fell down. He lowered his head with a dark look in his eyes.
He Zhong looked at He Jiang who was standing in front of him and frowned, "Master, please go away. I don't want to hurt you."
After He Jiang raised his head, a gentle smile returned to his face. "Uncle Zhong, this is my father's order. I have to obey."
After losing his support, He Hai fell to the ground, gasping for breath. He looked at He Jiang who was blocking him and smiled triumphantly, "You old man, come over if you have the guts. I'm not afraid of you."
Shen Xinran, who was standing by, couldn't help but frown. He had seen people courting death, but he had never seen anyone seeking death himself.
"In that case, don't blame me for being rude." He Zhong picked up the hoe and smashed it at He Jiang first.
He Jiang grabbed the handle of the hoe with his hand, and the two began to compete in the air. However, how could He Jiang, a thin young man, compare with He Zhong, who had been doing heavy work for a long time?
He was quickly defeated and knocked to the ground by He Zhong, but He Zhong had no intention of hurting him. He only used the back of the hoe, and each time he hit him, it was his back.
Seeing this, He Tianshi roared at He Jiang: "What a loser! He can't even beat a servant."
Seeing that He Jiang could no longer get up, He Zhong dragged his hoe towards He Hai. Without showing any mercy, he picked up the hoe and smashed it hard on He Hai's head.
He Hai's heart was pounding, and fear surged into his heart like a tide. At the critical moment of life and death, he instinctively stimulated a force of survival and rolled desperately to avoid it.
But He Zhong's attack was like the scythe of the god of death, ruthless and swift, hitting his leg hard.
A dull thud was accompanied by He Hai's screams. The hoe was stained with bright red blood, which looked particularly glaring under the sunlight.
He Hai covered his injured leg and retreated in panic, his eyes full of despair. When he had no way to retreat, he turned to He Tianshi and said in a trembling voice: "Father, save me!"
The blood drops on the hoe, accompanied by He Zhong's almost crazy attack, made He Tianshi feel scared.
He knew very well that if he lost his son, he could have another one, but if he lost his life, he would lose everything.
So, after hesitating for a long time, He Tianshi turned around and ran, because he was worried that after He Zhong killed He Hai, he would be the next person to be killed.
In order to avoid being criticized, and even more so to avoid being called cruel, he ran while shouting, "Xiao Hai, don't be afraid. I'll go find someone to save you right now."
The hoe was raised high and fell fiercely on He Hai's head, killing him instantly. For a moment, blood splattered everywhere, dyeing the ground a shocking red.
Shen Xinran quickly glanced at Yue Minglei, and seeing that he remained calm, he breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed that he was full from drinking the bag of duck blood.
At the same time, Shen Xinran also secretly made up his mind: in the future, before going out, he would let Yue Minglei drink a bag of blood first to prevent him from going crazy when he smelled the blood.
However, I don’t know which expert predicted He Hai’s fate of dying young, but it turned out to be quite accurate.
The moment He Hai fell to the ground, the hoe in He Zhong's hand seemed to lose weight and slid silently to the ground.
He sat on the ground, his body stiff, with complex emotions surging in his heart. He had been planning for three years and finally avenged his daughter.
But when everything settled down, he did not feel the relief he had imagined, but was replaced by a deep emptiness and confusion.
Ma Jingwen frowned, picked up the peach wood sword, and pointed it at the face of the red-clothed female ghost. Her voice was firm and powerful, "Now that the grudges between people have been settled, it's time to settle the hatred between ghosts and humans!"
The female ghost in red felt an unprecedented fear, a trembling from the depths of her soul. She instinctively wanted to escape, but Ma Jingwen was as powerful as a mountain, leaving her nowhere to hide.
Ma Jingwen's incantation echoed in the air, each word filled with power, "Tian Gang Bei Dou, the bright lamp that destroys evil, subdues demons and monsters, and orders them to disband!"
As the last word of the spell fell, the entire open space was shrouded in a mysterious force. A golden light suddenly appeared, like the first ray of sunlight at dawn, making it impossible for the female ghost to open her eyes.
The golden light gathered to form a huge lock. Its light was bright and sacred, trapping the female ghost firmly inside.
Seeing Ma Jingwen approaching his daughter with a sword in hand, He Zhong stood up suddenly and shouted in a hoarse and hurried voice: "Don't hurt her!"
Ma Jingwen sneered, "You told me not to hurt her, but what about those miners she killed?"
He Zhong was silent for a moment, his voice trembling, as if he was struggling with his inner thoughts. "Actually... I was the one who killed those miners. She had nothing to do with it."
Shen Xinran raised an eyebrow, "Why did you kill them?"
He Zhong clenched his fists, his voice filled with helplessness and despair, "I have no other choice. This is the only way to help my daughter gather her soul."
Ma Jingwen frowned, "So you're willing to kill more people just for your own selfish desires. But you know they have parents too, what are you going to do with their parents?"
He Zhong took a deep breath and said seriously, "I am willing to bear the consequences of everything I have done, but please let my daughter go. She is innocent."
Chen Xinran said expressionlessly, "Then you know that the Soul Gathering Formation has another name, which is the Soul Locking Formation."
He Zhong was stunned and asked, "What do you mean?"
Chen Xinran explained, "The Soul Gathering Formation can indeed help the deceased gather their three souls and seven spirits, but it also traps her. Your self-righteous fatherly love has instead imprisoned your daughter here, preventing her from ever reincarnating."
He Zhong felt as if he had been hit by a heavy hammer, regret and hatred intertwined, "I...how could I have hurt her!"
Shen Xinran shook his head and sighed, "Who gave you that formation?"
He Zhong sat on the ground in a daze. "I...I don't know. I picked it up on the road."
Shen Xinran was speechless for a moment. She turned to look at the red-clothed ghost and asked, "Why do you keep singing?"
The red-clothed female ghost sat on the ground, shedding two lines of blood and tears. "That formation requires the heart blood of a strong man every month to maintain. I don't want my father to commit more murders, so I keep singing, trying to scare away those miners."
Ma Jingwen, who was still standing by, nodded and sighed, "Then you still have some conscience."
After that, she walked up to Shen Xinran, frowned, and asked, "When did you discover the Soul Gathering Formation?"
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