Chapter 108 The Chaos of the Ghostly Shadows
High on the steps, the black tombstone stands heavy and solemn.
Dark clouds gradually gathered in the sky above the tombstone, looking from afar like an ancient sword with a gleaming light piercing the sky and stirring up the winds and clouds.
The bell on Master Jueyan's wrist suddenly rang.
Jueyan's expression changed, and he looked up at the young emperor and the others who had not yet climbed the steps. He couldn't help but smile bitterly to himself.
Jueyin, Jueyin, the royal family only used their Tianyin Temple to perform rituals for the deceased, so why did you risk your life to do so many unnecessary things?
Now look what's happened! The dead have gathered, and vengeful spirits have multiplied. How are we going to explain this to the Nanhua Palace?
He suddenly remembered something that happened about six months ago.
Jueyin has never liked being constrained, and the time he spends in Tianyin Temple is far less than the time he spends traveling.
Six months ago, Jueyin suddenly returned to Tianyin Temple late at night. Upon her return, her eyes were bleeding and her pupils were almost demonic red. If she hadn't received timely treatment, she probably would have gone blind.
This time, the young emperor fainted for no reason, and Jueyin went into seclusion until this morning when Jueyin called him from inside. He quickly went in alone and received a red rope with bells strung on it from Jueyin herself.
Although Jueyin's eyes were closed, the red line at the corner of his eye was so obvious.
Jueyan quickly realized that his junior brother had probably done something extraordinary again.
By then, he no longer had time to ask about the young emperor.
He sent Jueyin back to his meditation room and ordered someone to guard the room, forbidding anyone from entering and disturbing him.
Jueyin must not be harmed.
My late master once instructed that as long as Jueyin exists, Tianyin will remain.
This was his only instruction before he died.
He was restless the entire way from Tianyin Temple, wishing he could return to the temple immediately. And the bell, surprisingly, didn't ring even once during the journey.
Now, it's ringing.
Blackbirds circled in the cloud-covered sky above Xiao Qing.
Fu Mingyi held Xiao Qing's hand tightly and said gently, "It was my oversight. Your Majesty has indeed been working hard these days."
As he spoke, he simultaneously and firmly led the young emperor toward the steps.
"General Zhao, please escort His Majesty." He instructed calmly, "Ma Hong, come and support His Majesty. Do not let His Majesty overexert himself."
Zhao Youchen led two squads of imperial guards to clear the way for the young emperor, who stood in order as they ascended the steps. Zhao Youchen then bowed to invite him to come.
Ma Hong quickly supported "Xiao Qing," and at Fu Mingyi's instruction, he did not let go even though "Xiao Qing" struggled, and even secretly pressed "Xiao Qing's" acupoint.
Xiao Qing's eyes widened, and he was about to shout, "How dare you!"
But before she could even open her mouth, she found herself unable to speak.
Her face flushed with anger, and the gloom in her eyes grew even heavier.
When Ma Hong saw this scene by chance, his heart couldn't help but tremble.
He could hardly believe that this was the young emperor they had spent every day with.
Fu Mingyi cleverly positioned himself slightly behind Xiao Qing, blocking the ministers' view of Ma Hong.
With no opportunity to use his skills, Mingxiu could only stand by the carriage and pretend to be calm.
Xiao Qing heard a clear bell sound. When the sound rang out, the black wind around Xiao Qing seemed to be affected, and gradually a small gap appeared in a twisted shape.
As the red rope was about to break, Xiao Qing risked his life and lunged forward with all his might. He seemed to tear through the wind barrier through the gap and quickly reached "Xiao Qing's" side.
Thank goodness, the red rope really did break.
Xiao Qing glared angrily at the people around him and at the floating figure, shouting, "Who are you? How dare you covet my body! Get out of my way!"
Xiao Qing couldn't answer. All she knew was that at this moment, she had to hold on tightly to this body and try her best to squeeze in. She absolutely couldn't delve into whether or not this matter should be considered.
So when "Xiao Qing" was forced to be driven up to the high platform, Xiao Qing kept trying to compete with her for the opportunity to enter her body.
Fortunately, she was not alone; she finally heard Jueyin's voice.
Although his voice was extremely weak.
"Don't worry, benefactor. When a person dies, they become a spirit, and when that spirit harbors resentment, it becomes a demon or monster. It shouldn't enter the human world to cause trouble again. Even if she regains her body, she will be scattered after settling her grudges, and who knows how many more grievances she will incur."
"Moreover, the benefactor's soul has passed away, yet she has been reborn here. This is not only due to her profound virtue, but also requires the right timing and location. It is a once-in-a-millennium opportunity, and it has nothing to do with her."
Xiao Qing was initially a little guilty, but after hearing what he said, she suddenly felt righteous and said, "You just left. Hesitation will only lead to trouble, you know? I already told you, tell me who killed you, and I'll help you get revenge, okay?"
Xiao Qing burst into laughter.
"What do you know? Whoever kills me, the whole world will kill me! I want everyone dead! Everyone!"
Xiao Qing felt like she had almost squeezed halfway in.
Xiao Qing was not about to give up, and the two quickly began to wrestle. The body they were fighting over seemed to be electrified, sometimes stiff, sometimes soft, with eyes that were sometimes cold, sometimes blank, and sometimes anxious... a variety of emotions were displayed.
If Ma Hong hadn't used acupuncture on the young emperor at Fu Mingyi's behest, a real fight would have broken out as they walked up the stairs, which would have been quite a spectacle.
Ma Hong was undoubtedly the one who directly experienced all of this, and he felt as if there was a bottomless black hole in his heart, and he had no idea what to do.
"Your Majesty?" he whispered.
Fu Mingyi said, "Hurry up." He noticed that the black bird had also flown up to the platform with them.
He believed that Li Qinghe was nearby, and he could only continue to do things step by step, hoping that Li Qinghe would have a way to solve the current predicament.
Finally, they reached the high platform and stood before the enormous tombstone.
Fu Mingyi had Ma Hong help the young emperor sit cross-legged on a high seat next to Master Jueyin. The young emperor rolled her eyes in fear, expressing her resistance.
"No, no! I don't want to be here!" She felt her power fading away.
In contrast to her, Xiao Qing's power gradually grew stronger.
Jueyan led the monks in forming mudras and chanting, and Buddhist chants arose everywhere, accompanied by traditional Chinese music.
As everyone looked up during the ceremony, they saw a few points of light shining through the dark clouds on the high platform. As the light spread, patches of white sky gradually appeared.
"No! You can't treat me like this! I don't want to leave, I don't want to leave!"
Xiao Qing seized the opportunity and pushed her away forcefully, his entire body moving in perfect unison with her posture, allowing no room for error.
The black bird swooped down with a piercing cry, its sinister eyes fixed on "Xiao Qing," and soon it revealed its sharp claws and teeth.
Xiao Qing screamed and dodged, instinctively wanting to return to the little emperor's body, but the black bird was rushing from that direction, and going there would only mean her death.
With no other option, she turned and ran, but she was no match for the blackbird, not to mention the many monks chanting sutras to help the dead pass away, which restrained her power.
Xiao Qing saw her scream as her entire spirit was grabbed by the black bird, twisted into a strip, and sucked into its sharp beak. Xiao Qing's heart trembled.
The birds that Li Qinghe raises are truly extraordinary.
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