"I'll try." The little boy floated to Feng Qing's door and knocked gently. In fact, it is still nervous. After being a ghost for so many years, it has become accustomed to it. It’s just that its great revenge has not been taken. What should it do if its soul is really torn apart?
The man nervously pulled the little boy, thinking that as long as the girl got angry, he would immediately run away with his son.
Feng Qing opened the door and looked at the two ghosts, one big and one small, outside the door.
"Sister! Can you help us?" The little boy asked timidly, stirring his fingers nervously.
"Speak." Feng Qing had already sensed the resentment in them. She also wanted to know how they died.
"We are from the county. We fled here when we were in trouble. Since our ancestors had some savings, we live quite well here. I don't know who spread the word that we have a rare treasure. That night, the man who had always been on good terms with me came to our house to drink. He got me drunk and killed me, then killed my wife, children, and my old mother, and took away the treasure." The man told the story slowly, with more and more resentment in his body. It’s a pity that it can’t get out of here, otherwise it would have gone for revenge long ago.
Feng listened, and a surge of anger rose in his heart.
"He was afraid that we would look for him, so he hired a Taoist priest to suppress our souls in this house." The man was filled with strong hatred, and even his body was shaking slightly.
"What do you want me to do for you?"
"Can you let us out? We will take revenge on our own. As long as we can, I will give you the treasure. It is a tripod passed down from my ancestors, with the words 'Shennong' engraved on it."
Feng Qing was shocked when he heard this. Could it be the Shennong Ding? You should know that the Shennong Ding is a legendary artifact. Not only in the world of cultivation, even people in the fairy world are flocking to it.
"Sister, can you help us?" The little boy gently pulled the corner of Feng Qing's clothes.
"Okay." Feng Qing raised his hand and waved.
The little boy and the man immediately felt relieved, and both of them had expressions of surprise on their faces. "Thank you!" They were finally free and could finally take revenge.
"You can take revenge, but you can't kill innocent people, okay?" Feng Qing warned coldly. She was the one who released them. If they killed innocent people indiscriminately, she would suffer backlash, which would affect her future ascension.
"Got it." The man and the little boy nodded happily and floated outside.
Feng Qing felt somewhat worried, so she quickly followed him out.
Following the two ghosts, they came to a small courtyard.
The little boy and the man rushed to the yard impatiently, but the next moment, their bodies were bounced back by a beam of light. The two fell heavily to the ground, and their figures faded a little.
Feng Qing looked up and found that above the gate of the villa, there was a Bagua mirror and a spirit-suppressing talisman hanging.
"It hurts, wuwuwu..." The little boy cried in agony. His whole body felt like it was burning on fire.
The man's face was also full of pain. He stared at the yard in front of him, his heart filled with deep resentment. Can't they take revenge?
Feng Qing walked forward and stretched out her hand. The Bagua mirror and the soul-suppressing talisman hanging on the door instantly flew into her hands. She squeezed them lightly, and the Bagua mirror and the soul-suppressing talisman instantly turned into smoke and dust.
"Go." Feng Qing gave the two ghosts a trace of spiritual energy.
The man and the little boy immediately felt refreshed, and the burning pain in their bodies disappeared completely. They stood up and bowed to Feng Qing, "Thank you!"
After the two ghosts entered the yard, Feng Qing tiptoed and landed on the wall of the yard.
She glanced around the yard and found the main room in the middle, which was emitting a wisp of black air. Her red lips curled up in a cold arc. It seems that the owner of this house has done more than one or two bad things.
In the room, a fat, big-eared man reeking of alcohol was snoring and sleeping soundly. He drank a lot of wine today, and his wife was disgusted, so she went to sleep in another room.
Feeling a little cold, he pulled the quilt over himself.
"Wang Youcai! Wang Youcai! Wang Youcai..." The eerie voice echoed in Wang Youcai's ears.
Wang Youcai opened his eyes in a daze, and after seeing clearly that there were two ghosts floating in front of him, he jumped up from the bed in fright, "How did you get out?" Hadn't he already asked the Taoist priest to perform a ritual to subdue them?
"Wang Youcai, give us back our lives!" The man's eyes were full of hatred and murderous intent, and he pounced on Wang Youcai with a ferocious face.
"Ah!" Wang Youcai screamed in fear. The next moment, he felt his throat being held tight, and breathing became difficult. Slowly, everything in front of him became blurry...
It was like a movie playing in his mind, with his actions over the years constantly flashing through his mind. He had regretted killing the man's family, but it was already done and there was no point in regretting. Later, in order to achieve his own goals, he killed many people, but since no one ever found out, he didn't take it seriously.
He has been living a comfortable life these years and had originally planned to move to a big city in a few days, but he didn't expect them to come to him.
Looking at Wang Youcai who had already lost his breath, the man could no longer hold back his laughter. As he laughed, tears began to flow from his eyes. "We have finally avenged ourselves. Hahaha..."
Feng Qing walked into the room and looked at the father and son hugging each other tightly, with a slight smile on her lips.
"Sister! Thank you!" The little boy saw Feng Qing and gave her a bright smile.
Feng Qing smiled back, "I can help you enter the underworld, are you willing?" They are ghosts and should not exist in this world. Originally they still had resentment to sustain their souls, but now that their great revenge has been taken, the resentment will dissipate, and within a few hours, their souls will be shattered.
"Yes, of course." The man and the little boy nodded. Their revenge has been achieved and their wish has been fulfilled.
Feng Qing took out a talisman. As the talisman was thrown out, the space in front of him became chaotic. Then, a black door appeared in front of the father and son.
The door slowly opened, and a cold wind blew inside, accompanied by terrifying and miserable screams from time to time.
"Sister! And my mother and grandma." said the little boy.
"We are here." An old lady and a middle-aged woman came over.
"Benefactor! Thank you!" The man bowed to Feng Qing again to express his gratitude.
Boys, old ladies and women followed suit and bowed.
"Come in quickly." Feng Qing waved at them. Her cultivation is still shallow now. If the talismans she refined at the beginning were not all in the space, it would not be an easy task to open the door to the underworld. However, the usage time of each talisman is limited.
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