Chapter 20
Jing Xiebai pointed his sword at the God of Death and said, "You should go to the underworld to settle your karmic debt with him. Why do you come here to bring disaster to the human world?"
The God of Death cannot come to the human world without the permission of the King of Hell. However, the King of Hell is responsible for managing the balance between the yin and yang worlds, so how could he allow the God of Death to come to the human world and cause chaos?
A hint of confusion flashed across Jing Xiebai's eyes, but he didn't show it on his face. He just silently pushed Xie Que behind him.
The feud has been formed today. If it is not resolved, neither he nor Xie Que will have a peaceful life in the future.
The God of Death stared coldly at Jing Xiebai, his eyes filled with murderous intent: "If you stand in my way, I will take your life."
After saying that, he rushed towards Jing Xiebai, raising a cloud of flying sand.
Jing Xiebai raised his sword to block the attack and said with difficulty, "Don't do that. I am a person outside of karma after all, and my name is on the list of merits. If you kill me in the human world, I'm afraid your life will not be any better."
The God of Death didn't listen to what Jing Xiebai said and opened his mouth wide to bite him.
Jing Xiebai took a few steps back, took out a red rope and threw it to Xie Que: "Go stop that male ghost, don't let him run away."
Dawn is approaching, and they just need to survive this period of time. But if they let the male ghost escape, even if they have several lives, they will not be enough to fill the teeth of the God of Death.
Seeing that the God of Death didn't notice him, the male ghost was struggling to get his own tablet. There was a magic array inside. As long as he broke the array, he could enter reincarnation and no longer have to suffer the pain of having his soul pulled out.
Xie picked up the red rope, staggered over, not afraid of getting hurt, and suddenly strangled the male ghost's neck from behind.
The ghost was a drowned ghost, and his body had been soaked and swollen. Xie Que strangled the ghost, causing him to cough a few times and spit out some dirty water, emitting a disgusting smell.
"Fuck, why does it stink so bad?"
The dirty water exuded a suffocating stench, like a mixture of rotting aquatic plants and filthy mud. Dirty water continued to overflow from the corpse, sticking to Xie Que's body, which was not pleasant.
The God of Death noticed Xie Que's actions, screamed and rushed over, but was chopped in half by Jing Xiebai behind him.
The body of the God of Death split apart, his eyes wide open as he stared at the male ghost, his intestines all falling out, rolling twice before stopping at Xie Que's feet. The male ghost was extremely excited after discovering the God of Death was dead. He ignored the red rope and tried to stretch out his hand to reach the tablet, but was kicked away by Jing Xiebai.
"It's dawn, it's time for you to leave."
A red sun rose from the east, and the morning light sprinkled on the ground, revealing all the filth. The male ghost disappeared, and let out an unwilling cry, but he could only watch at the tablet, without any way to do anything.
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"Is it resolved?" Xie fell to the ground, frowning at the smell on his body. He was covered in wounds of varying sizes, and he felt dizzy from the excessive blood loss.
"No, my sword can't kill the Yincha, and the God of Death is not dead yet."
That means this matter is not over yet.
Xie Que turned his head to look at Jing Xiebai, who was clearly no better off than he was. A bite from the Death God had turned his hand purple and red, spreading rapidly. A long scratch ran across his face, just a centimeter from his eye.
"Then what should we do?" The evil ghost has not been dealt with, the God of Death is not dead, and their condition is not good. What should we do?
Jing Xiebai glanced at Xie Que, but instead of feeling discouraged, he was filled with high spirits. "Let me ask you, how did Chen Shan resolve this matter back then? Why did he still leave so many hidden dangers?"
If Chen Shan had really solved the ghost marriage issue, they wouldn't be here today. Besides, it's very difficult for a ghost to become a ghost messenger after death, so why could the bride become a ghost god and cause chaos in the human world?
Xie, however, lay on his back, his head turning slowly: "Is there a possibility that he did it on purpose?"
Deliberately leaving hidden dangers and turning the evil spirit into his own use a hundred years later, it is obvious that Chen Shan can do such a thing.
The bride became a ghost messenger, torturing male ghosts day and night, and even dragging many passers-by into blood sacrifice. Her strength should not be underestimated. It is normal for Chen Shan to attack her.
"The Death Gate God is different from other Yin Messengers. Other Yin Messengers can only come to the human world once or twice. Compared to this, the Death Gate God has more opportunities to come to the human world, but it will not disrupt the cause and effect. Moreover, the Death Gate God is not ranked high among the Yin Messengers. It is not difficult to kill the Death Gate God, but it will bring you a heavy sin."
This is why Jing Xiebai finally showed mercy and did not choose to kill the God of Death. If he had really killed him, the blessings of the Jing family would have been reduced by half. Even he could not afford such a heavy price.
What about Chen Shan? Why would he choose to kill the God of Death? And why would he even support his bride to take the position of God of Death?
The bride, trapped by hatred, no longer had any thoughts of her own, only staring at the male ghost and torturing him. The danger level rapidly decreased. If Chen Shan tried to kill the Death God again, he would certainly have more sins, but his cultivation would also increase greatly. If he were Chen Shan, he would definitely do such a safe and profitable thing. Besides, he had already killed one ghost messenger, so killing a few more would not be a big deal.
Jing Xiebai looked into the distance, his mind empty, and kept thinking in his mind what he would do next if he were Chen Shan.
That must be to refine the evil spirit and become a god.
Since Chen Shan dared to set his sights on the Yin Cha, it must not be just a simple pursuit of immortality. Becoming a god was his goal.
Jing Xiebai's heart sank. He was surprised and a little scared at the same time. One person could cause a catastrophe in the world. If the evil magic had not been banned back then, the world would probably have become a hell by now.
"Where's your sword?"
Xie Que suddenly spoke, interrupting Jing Xiebai's thoughts.
"Ah?" Jing Xiebai didn't react.
"I asked you about the sword."
Xie is very weak now and he needs to chat to stay awake.
"Oh, you mean Youzhong." Jing Xiebai took out the sword and handed it to Xie Que. "I got it by chance when I was in high school. It's nothing special."
Although he said that it was nothing special, Jing Xiebai actually treasured this sword more than anyone else, otherwise he would not have used his spiritual power to create a space to store Youzhong.
Xie opened his mouth and was about to speak, but suddenly started coughing.
"Cough, cough, cough." He turned sideways with difficulty, his arms hanging on the ground, and coughed up a mouthful of black blood.
"You!" Jing Xiebai's face changed slightly, and he hurriedly took out the pills he always carried with him from his pocket and fed them to Xie Que.
"What's going on? Are paper figures so powerful?" Jing Xiebai helped Xie Que up and let him lean on him. He patted his back gently while staring at the pile of paper figures scattered on the ground in the distance.
The paper figures did not disappear with the night, but were scattered on the spot, and their original appearance could not be seen.
Why not take the paper figurines away? Does this God of Death bring a bunch of paper figurines from the underworld every day?
Jing Xiebai frowned slightly and suppressed his confusion. The most urgent thing was to ensure Xie Que survived.
“Cough… cough…”
Although he was given a life-saving pill, his condition did not improve. Xie was pale, his mouth was stained with blood, and his face was covered with wounds of varying sizes. He started bleeding again from being pulled, and his body was shaking uncontrollably. He had no way of answering Jing Xiebai's words.
Jing Xiebai realized that something was wrong. The wounds on Xie's body had not healed. Instead, black marks were left, mixed in with the dark blood scabs, which were difficult to see without careful observation.
"Hold!"
Jing Xiebai was anxious. He always only carried one life-saving pill with him to save his life. In this wilderness, he had no way of conjuring up two pills for Xie Que.
"Ugh—" Xie began to vomit blood again. The blood flowed into the ground and quickly disappeared.
"There's no other way. Just bear with the pain."
The situation was critical, and Jing Xiebai had no time to think about the paper figurine. He took out all the talisman paper he had on him, and found some from Xie Que's clothes, sprinkled them around Xie Que, formed a circle, and cast a soul-fixing spell.
The soul-fixing spell is very dangerous. If you are not careful during the casting process, it is easy to cause the caster's soul to be scattered. But Jing Xiebai can't care so much now. He has never liked to be trapped by danger.
Fortunately, nothing unexpected happened during the process. Xie Que's soul stabilized and he stopped vomiting blood, but the wounds on his body had not healed yet.
To be on the safe side, Jing Xiebai fed Xie Que a Soul-Hidden Pill after casting the spell.
The Soul-Fixing Spell was used to stabilize his soul, and the Soul-Hidden Pill was used to help him avoid the sight of ghosts. However, Xie Que's soul had just stabilized, so Jing Xiebai only dared to feed him half a pill.
However, Xie couldn't bear the half of the Hidden Soul Pill and fainted.
When he woke up again, it was already noon.
"Are you awake?"
Jing Xiebai leaned against the bed and slept for a while. He just woke up and was still confused.
"Where...is this?"
Xie hadn't drunk water for a long time, and his throat felt like it was full of razor blades. It hurt so much when he opened his mouth to speak.
"How are you feeling? Are you feeling unwell?"
After such a long time, Xie's wounds have healed a lot. He will be back to normal after taking a life-saving pill when he returns.
"It's okay, I don't feel anything." Xie tried to move his body, and it was indeed much better than before, and he didn't feel cold anymore.
"Okay, stay here, I'll get you some water." After saying this, Jing Xiebai stood up and left. Xie had to swallow the question that was on the tip of his tongue and wait for him to come back.
Xie Que stood up and found that Jing Xiebai had already changed out of his wedding dress and had found his original clothes from somewhere.
"Fortunately, I changed it back, otherwise I would feel uncomfortable all over." Xie Que murmured.
The room they stayed in was in good condition. A bunk bed made of fine rosewood was placed against a solid wall. Even after years of wear and tear, it was only covered with a thick layer of dust and had no other damage.
Xie was not interested in these things. He got out of bed and wanted to go out and take a look.
"Why did you come down?" When Jing Xiebai came in with a glass of water, he saw Xie Que standing in front of a painting and looking at it.
"What's wrong? Is there a problem?" Jing Xiebai handed the water to Xie Que.
He had already walked around the entire yard while Xie Que was asleep, but didn't find anything strange.
"No, what do we do now?"
The ghost marriage will be carried out again at night, so they'd better get more information in advance so that they can solve this problem.
"Don't worry, I've checked this village out. It's just an ordinary village, nothing out of the ordinary."
Tongjinggou is nestled deep in the mountains, its terrain is dangerous, and it's disconnected from the outside world. Few wealthy families in the village exist; most are poor farmers. Jing Xiebai had previously found a Qing Dynasty official seal and various ghost marriage paraphernalia in the main hall, confirming that this was the family that performed the ghost marriage.
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