"What on earth did you do?"
The ghost hunters in dark gold robes felt something was wrong as soon as they stepped into this place. It was not until the sinister and rampant ghost energy spread everywhere that they realized that the evil ghost that led them here had actually made preparations in advance.
"Oh, you think you can trap us like this? You are underestimating us." The speaker was an elderly ghost hunter with a white beard. He narrowed his eyes with a dangerous look and did not take Huaiyu seriously at all.
At that time, he brought his capable disciples to sneak into Huai's house to look for the Heart-Locking Jade. Later, they failed to find the Heart-Locking Jade. Despite threats and inducements, Huai's family still refused to reveal its whereabouts, so they had no choice but to keep Huai's family silent forever.
They hadn't expected a family of scholars with a century-old heritage to give birth to such a fierce ghost. It was rather strange. After that night, they returned to investigate the whereabouts of the Heart-Locking Jade, only to discover that the deceased young master of the Huai family had been transformed into a ghost due to his grudges. Their profession also emphasized eradicating the root of the problem, so they decisively used their peach wood sword to shatter the ghost's soul, but unexpectedly, the ghost still existed.
In this case, the strange experience of the young master of the Huai family must be related to the treasure.
So when the disciples came back to report the matter, they understood that the evil spirit wanted to seek revenge on them. Well, revenge is one thing, but if they could take this opportunity to get the Heart-Locking Jade, it would be worth it.
However, a mere evil ghost actually dared to invite them to come. He was really courting death.
These righteous ghost hunters pride themselves on their integrity, but the greed in their eyes is much scarier than that of ghosts.
Huaiyu took in the expressions of these people, and the sarcasm in the smile on his lips could not be concealed. They all came in a large group, and it seemed that the lure of the Heart-Locking Jade was indeed effective. At least it could make these greedy people, who were worse than evil spirits, fall into the trap.
It saves a lot of trouble.
Today is the day for him to take revenge. He wants to make these beasts with human faces and beastly hearts kneel in the ancestral hall and kowtow to the tribesmen who died unjustly and admit their mistakes, so that they can understand the principle of life for life.
Even after death, the souls of these people cannot return home, and can only be trapped here all day long, experiencing the bitterness of regret.
Huaiyu smiled slowly, with a look of relief on his face. Facing the group of arrogant ghost hunters, Huaiyu said calmly:
"Since you have the courage to come, why are you so afraid?"
"Oh, you're not afraid! Have you forgotten that we are dealing with evil spirits like you?" One of them couldn't stand Huaiyu's indifferent look and sneered contemptuously.
In his opinion, Huaiyu's move was tantamount to committing suicide.
"If you are willing to tell us the whereabouts of the treasure, we can give you a quick death. Otherwise, we will refine you and you will become nothing more than a walking corpse even if you become a ghost!"
"By then, I believe that with your level of skill, it will surely be a useful weapon."
Huaiyu didn't say anything, but suddenly laughed towards the sky. The gentleman like jade couldn't hide his grace even in his mad state. The wanton and ghostly smile on his lips immediately pulled him into the camp of both good and evil.
Is this the ghost hunter who drives away ghosts and saves people?
God, why don’t you open your eyes and look at this chaotic and disordered world? Innocent people can be wrongly killed, but the murderer behind the scenes can be so rampant. Is this what you want to see?
Huaiyu closed his eyes coldly, murderous intent wandering throughout his body, and every look was frightening.
The man who had spoken so arrogantly earlier had his eyes wide open and his whole body twitching. Before anyone could react to what had happened, the man was already in Huaiyu's hands.
The pale and cold finger bones tightly grasped the man's neck. As the man spat out a mouthful of blood, Huaiyu's hands were also stained with red, adding a bit of ghostly aura to him. When the man was on the verge of death, Huaiyu suddenly let go of his hand and kicked the man into the ancestral hall. The heavy object fell to the ground, and the man knelt with his legs bent in front of a neatly arranged tablet, and spat out blood again.
"You--" The group of ghost hunters were finally willing to be serious, but before they could utter the words of condemnation, they had to swallow them back in front of Huaiyu's bone-cold gaze.
"This ghost is rampant, set up a formation!"
After a moment of silence, the ghost hunters looked more serious and immediately took out their magic tools and prepared for battle.
It was probably because the resentment in this place was too heavy, so the formation that was very powerful in the past could only be used two or three points now. Huai Yumo, whose hair was flying under the scarlet light of the formation, did not move. Instead, he stared at the group of people quietly, as if he was wondering how he would kill them.
Countless blood-red beams of light penetrated Huaiyu's body, and her snow-white clothes had long lost their original flawlessness, but Huaiyu seemed not to feel it. She just raised her head and the smile on her lips grew wider.
It turns out that even if you become a ghost, it still hurts.
But pain can keep a person awake to the greatest extent possible, and even awaken his past memories, making him remember how his father, mother, nephews, nieces, younger brother... died tragically at the hands of these people.
With his clothes swaying gently, Huaiyu walked out of the formation that these ghost hunters were proud of step by step with heavy steps.
"How is that possible!"
"How could he possibly get out?"
…
"It's my turn now," Huaiyu, draped in a bloodstained white robe, looked like a drop from hell. He gazed at the group of frightened ghost hunters with compassion and whispered, "The time has come. You should all enter the ancestral hall and kowtow."
"I've waited so long for this day, but fortunately it's not too late."
"I've finally waited for it."
The bodies that could not move freely suddenly became heavy. These arrogant ghost hunters gritted their teeth but had to move towards Huaiyu.
They fell into the trap.
Although I don't know at which step I stepped into the trap of this evil spirit, such an absurd thing happened.
The scent of sandalwood lingered in the ancestral hall, and the room suddenly became dark and crowded until Huaiyu lifted up her skirt and knelt on the ground. Wind and clouds surged between heaven and earth, and huge dark clouds occupied the originally clear sky.
"Father, Mother, I have avenged you."
Huaiyu muttered to herself, her madness and obsession dissipated, replaced by a sense of relief.
To perish together was the path he had chosen for himself.
He knew that evil spirits that took human lives would not be tolerated by the laws of nature, and he also knew that these ghost hunters who were ruthless would not sit still and wait for death, so he had to get involved himself so that he could remain clean when the souls dispersed.
But...will Tang Yu still remember him in the future?
He let go and gave Tang Yu freedom, but selfishly hoped that Tang Yu would never forget him.
Oh, how selfish.
I think he will not have an afterlife, and he will not have the chance to meet Tang Yu again. It's good that way. He is lucky to have a warm memory before his soul flies away.
The gentle look on his face faded for a moment, and Huaiyu stood up and looked at the group of people coldly, with a look that looked like he was looking at someone dead.
"Everyone, it's time to get going."
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