My mother has taught me since I was a child that there are many people with evil intentions in the world, but there are very few ghosts who do evil. If she was just driven by a monster and did not cause any harm, please have a kind thought, Senior Zhong, and never prevent her from reincarnation.

the road!"

Zhong Jiudao was silent for a long time. There seemed to be crystal ooze in his eyes. He coughed a few times and then said: "Little Taoist priest, I admit that I was moved by your mother's words... It's just that she can't enter reincarnation and has to be detained back to the Nine Netherworld Palace."

, the decision can only be made after the three halls will interrogate. I will sell you a thin face today and keep the soul in my mouth."

Yang Chaoxi understood that given Zhong Jiudao's upright character, these words were already the biggest concession, so he bowed his hands respectfully and said: "Xiao Dao, thank you, Senior Zhong! From now on, I am willing to create a shrine for you and worship you for a long time."

Never stop!”

Zhong Jiudao nodded: "I am the judge of the Department of Punishing Evils in the Nine Netherworld. You must have guessed my real name. But the ghosts of the Hades walk around the world without showing their whereabouts or calling me by my real name. Therefore, when you and I meet, please don't do it.

Mention it to others. Remember!”

After Zhong Jiudao finished speaking, his figure quickly faded away until it disappeared, leaving only his words still echoing in his ears.

Yang Zhaoxi was stunned for a long time, savoring the meaning of his words, but couldn't think of the reason. She could only shake her head and focus on Luo Rou's body again.

With the help of his keen six senses, Yang Zhaoxi looked at Luo Rou's body:

The face, neck, arms, legs... the traces of the brutal abuse during his lifetime are vaguely visible. The long hair is messy, with grass blades and mud stuck in it, and broken undershirts, skirts, waist skirts, etc. are tied randomly around the body.

A patch of bruised skin was exposed, covered with rain, and looked very desolate.

Yang Zhaoxi stood up, raised her hands and saluted: "I'm sorry, Senior Sister Luo."

After saying that, he leaned down and put on her gauze, short underpants, short hakama, long gown, long hakama and other clothes one by one. He also took off his soaked undergarment, wrung it out, and wrapped it around her.

superior.

Then he stretched out his palm, brushed her eyes, and gently closed her eyes that refused to close. Then he slowly picked her up and walked towards Zeshanfang with relief through the rain on the street.

If his memory is correct, this is the first time he has faced separation between life and death. A woman he once knew, after encountering almost the most humiliating and cruel treatment, died with hatred and never closed her eyes. Giving him an already sad state of mind, it also made him feel sad.

Cast a shadow.

When we rushed back to Zeshanfang, the fate of the third young lady of the Chen family had already been settled.

Zhang Wuhou had the upper hand, and with the support of Yu Chiyuan and other Taoist priests, plus many of the bad guards and Taoist priests who participated in the operation were injured, the monks who intervened halfway gave up the idea of ​​cutting off the Hu.

I ask Zhang Wuhou to report tomorrow and mention the reinforcements of the Buddhist monks, so that they can build another good relationship with Henan Yin and Chen Shaoyin.

Yang Chaoxi brought Luo Rou's body back to Tong Chunxi and others, and could not help but shed many tears. Zhang Wuhou apologized with a slight embarrassment, and went out with an excuse, not daring to look at Xu Meixiang's sharp eyes again.

Zhang Wuhou left the room where Tong Chunxi and other female family members were staying, and went straight to the main hall where a group of Taoists were staying. Injured Taoist priests and bad guards were sitting or lying down, almost crowding the entire main hall.

Under the guidance of the old beggar, some unscrupulous guards applied bandages to stop the bleeding. For those who were bitten by a female corpse, they sprinkled crushed glutinous rice on the bite wound and repeated it many times before gradually removing the poison.

Lose.

Zhang Wuhou looked around carefully and found that most of the injured were minor injuries, and the seriously injured were no more than the size of a palm. There were no people who were martyred in the line of duty. The heaviness in his heart was relieved a lot. Just when he was about to breathe a sigh of relief, there was a sound coming from the corner of the lobby.

The sound of quarrels.

Zhang Wuhou turned around and saw the old beggar staring coldly at a Taoist: "Qu Bingyu, I haven't seen you for many years. My martial arts has not improved much, but my temper is getting worse and worse! Old beggar, I am here to treat your apprentice's injury, don't you?"

Even though you are grateful, you actually say bad things to me! Do you think I can’t beat you..."

Qu Bingyu, as the master of Tongxuan Temple, could not stand up when he was scolded in public by a junior disciple who was expelled from the temple. He became more and more angry: "Long Zaitian! You are a person who violates the precepts, what qualifications do you have to criticize me! You
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