Chapter 207 People in love are indeed prone to losing their intelligence.
She took a deep breath and continued:
"If I'm not mistaken, at that time, Senior Brother should have been deeply in love with Meng Guichen."
"Meng Guichen has a special identity and duties, so he cannot stay in the mortal world for long."
“If Senior Brother inherits the Taoist temple and becomes the abbot, it means that he must be rooted in Xujing Temple and will no longer be as free as before, and he will not be able to leave with Meng Guichen.”
"On one side is her beloved, with whom she has shared a deep and mutual understanding; on the other is her master's dying entrustment..."
Shen Yuepo's eyes seemed to reflect that night from three years ago:
"After that night, my senior brother was listless for several days. When he came out again, his eyes were as red as a rabbit's, and his beard was unshaven, but he smiled and said to me:"
"Little Moon, from now on, the Taoist temple is under your senior brother's management! Quickly call for the abbot to come here."
"In order to safeguard his master's legacy and the responsibilities of Xujing Temple, he personally severed his own romantic ties and bound himself to the Taoist temple."
Shen Yuepo looked at Feng Jin, "So... Feng Jin, I want to help him."
It's just a cross-cultural relationship... why do we have to break up?
Feng Jin listened quietly. He never expected that beneath Lin Yanxin's cynical exterior lay such profound affection and sacrifice.
He raised his hand, his cool fingertips gently brushing against Shen Yuepo's slightly reddened eyes, his voice low, "Okay."
Having said that, he no longer hesitated, gathered his divine sense at his fingertips, and gently pointed at the void.
That wisp of divine consciousness transformed into a message and was transmitted to Meng Guichen.
Not long after Feng Jin sent out his divine sense message, a faint sound of wind breaking came from the entrance of the mountain valley.
Meng Guichen arrived gracefully in a pink cheongsam, her face showing curiosity as if she had been urgently summoned.
Behind her followed Zhang Qingyuan, who was panting and looking excited, and Lin Yanxin.
Shen Yuepo and Feng Jin also returned to the grave.
Zhang Qingyuan spotted the two men in black with silly smiles on their faces at a glance and couldn't help but exclaim "Eh!"
Then, with great interest, he approached to observe: "Fellow Daoist Shen, your illusion is truly amazing! It's far more effective than the bewitching talismans of our Longhu Mountain. What did they see? Why are they laughing like that..."
Meng Guichen's gaze bypassed the two scoundrels and landed on Feng Jin and Shen Yuepo.
The final image focuses on that solitary grave, still radiating a lingering malevolent aura.
Her beautiful eyes darted around, a hint of amusement and confusion in them, as she asked Feng Jin:
"Your Majesty, with you and the Empress here, what ghosts can't be dealt with? Do I really need to make a special trip for you?"
Her tone carried a hint of complaint.
She's on vacation!
Feng Jin remained indifferent, raised his hand and pointed directly to the empty grave, succinctly commanding, "Go in."
Meng Guichen: "...?"
Her charming smile froze on her face, and she wondered if she had misheard.
To make the dignified Meng Po lie in a filthy and unlucky grave?!
Lin Yanxin was also taken aback, but then she realized what was happening and instinctively stepped forward to block Meng Guichen.
He looked at Feng Jin warily, but his words were actually directed at Shen Yuepo, "Little Moon, what... what's going on? What do you want?"
Shen Yuepo watched Lin Yanxin's actions with a meaningful gaze, and calmly explained:
"The girl who was originally trapped in the grave was a narcotics officer who was killed and imprisoned by this group of drug dealers."
“We rescued her soul, but we alerted the drug lord. He has a protective talisman on him, and he sensed something was wrong. He has already sent someone back to invite the master behind them to move the grave.”
She pointed to the two grinning henchmen standing not far away, "These two are left to keep watch."
She paused, then continued, "Since the evil master behind them is heading this way, let's... lure them into a trap and then beat them up!"
"Meng Po is a highly skilled cultivator, most adept at controlling souls and mimicking forms. She will lie inside pretending to be the trapped girl, waiting for that evil sorcerer to come and open the grave..."
Shen Yuepo didn't finish speaking, but the meaning was self-evident.
Upon hearing this, Meng Guichen's beautiful eyes lit up instantly.
Any previous reluctance vanished instantly, replaced by an excited smile:
"Oh? That sounds fun! This is fun! I'm best at playing a vengeful spirit!"
After saying that, she excitedly headed towards the grave.
"Hey, wait a minute!" Lin Yanxin grabbed her, her brows furrowed, and looked at Chen Yuepo with obvious worry in her voice.
"Little Moon, is this...is this dangerous? That evil sorcerer can imprison souls and harm people; his methods must be insidious! What if..."
Shen Yuepo: "..."
Looking at her senior brother's nervous expression, she couldn't help but raise her hand to her forehead, "Senior brother, people in love really do lose their brains."
"How many ordinary cultivators could possibly harm Meng Po, who is in charge of guiding people to salvation, even in the slightest?"
Upon hearing Shen Yuepo's words, Meng Guichen not only didn't get angry, but instead burst out laughing.
She leaned against Lin Yanxin, her soft body pressed tightly against him.
She rested her chin on his stiff shoulder, breathed softly into his ear, her voice both sweet and seductive:
"Oh dear, Lin Yanxin, did you hear that? Even the Emperor and Empress praised me for being amazing. I didn't expect... you to care so much about your ex-girlfriend, huh?"
The "hmm" was drawn out, with a hook.
Lin Yanxin blushed and became as stiff as a piece of wood after hearing what she said.
I wanted to push her away, but I felt it wouldn't be appropriate; yet, I felt uneasy if I didn't, so I could only stubbornly refuse.
"Who, who cares about you! I'm just worried you'll ruin things! You'll delay Little Moon from catching people!"
Chen Yuepo, too lazy to watch the former couple's tug-of-war any longer, took Feng Jin's hand and turned to walk towards Zhang Qingyuan, who was still studying the illusion's effects like a good student.
"Fellow Daoist Zhang, have you figured out what's going on?" Shen Yuepo asked.
Zhang Qingyuan raised his head and answered earnestly:
"Fellow Daoist Shen's illusions evoke the deepest desires and fears within people, striking directly at the soul and constructing the most realistic delusion."
"Those who are afflicted by this spell are unable to awaken themselves; it's truly... astonishing!"
Shen Yuepo smiled faintly: "This technique is called Bewitching Charm. If you are interested, my senior brother will teach you tomorrow."
"Really?!" Zhang Qingyuan's eyes lit up instantly, like a 1,000-watt light bulb.
He was so excited he almost jumped up. "Thank you, Fellow Daoist Shen! Thank you so much!"
He immediately felt that following Lin Yanxin was absolutely worthwhile.
Not only can you learn the philosophy of sweeping, but you can also learn such amazing illusion magic.
Seeing Zhang Qingyuan's excited expression, Shen Yuepo felt a little embarrassed and added, "I wanted to thank you for helping out at the Taoist temple."
Zhang Qingyuan scratched his head and chuckled foolishly.
At this moment, Shen Yuepo's gaze fell once more on Meng Guichen and Lin Yanxin, who were still struggling by the grave, and she raised her voice slightly:
"Alright, stop being so affectionate. Let's start clearing the area."
"If the illusion isn't dispelled soon, these two gatekeepers will really become idiots."
Upon hearing this, Lin Yanxin felt as if she had been granted a pardon and quickly tried to push Meng Guichen away: "Did you hear me? Go inside! Don't delay our business!"
Meng Guichen, however, wrapped his arm around his neck and whispered in his ear in a voice only the two of them could hear:
"Are you in such a hurry to push me into the grave because you're afraid of me, or afraid that your own heart is beating too fast and giving you away?"
Her fingertips lightly brushed against Lin Yanxin's rapidly beating pulse on the side of his neck.
Lin Yanxin's body stiffened abruptly, and her ears instantly turned bright red.
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