Hu Qing didn't care about the blood sprayed on his head by the silk cloth, and poked the golden light strangely: "Oh my god, my god, my god, this is the legendary merit? Oh my god, my god, my god, I actually have merit and golden light to protect my body.
.Oh my god, oh my god, God is so good to me. My dear father!"
Hu Qing stood up, knelt down, kowtowed three times, raised his head and clasped his hands together: "Dad!"
Silk cloth couldn't help but look at it, look at your dog legs!
"You were the one who broke up Kasakiwan's conspiracy. You should get it as a reward."
"Well, you can't say that. Who shouldn't contribute to defending the homeland and protecting the people? They should be rewarded. It shows that our father is fair, strict, loving and generous. What a good father, our father cares about me.
of!"
What Hu Qing said was both righteous and flattering. If it hadn't been wrapped in silk at the moment, she would have been able to kneel down and call daddy with both eyebrows.
Silk cloth: "."
Hu Qing raised his head again: "Dad, please bless your daughter and I will return safely. I still have your granddaughter at home. My granddaughter. As the saying goes, we are close relatives in another generation. For the sake of your granddaughter, please help me leave this ghost place."
Homecoming with glory.”
Silk cloth, even your own father can't save you. After you rest, you can get down to business.
Let’s get down to business: “What are you going to do with so many wronged souls?”
Hu Qing's head hurt and he felt sad.
How could she have imagined that there would be so many, a conservative estimate would be tens of thousands, all floating in her sea of consciousness. Although a white cloud floated on the small sea of consciousness, which looked beautiful, it was just beautiful to look at.
Those are all ghosts!
Fortunately, I have merit to protect my body and wash away the grievances of these wronged souls. Otherwise, if I just rely on these grievances to run rampant, I will become a vicious ghost.
It made her feel bad to say that the golden light of merit had washed away her resentment and at the same time consumed herself. The merit she should have had now only had a thin layer to protect her soul inside.
There was only so much left for her.
In the sea of consciousness, white clouds piled up in a corner of the sky, motionless.
The sparkling little Hu Qing flew over: "What do you mean? It's rude to stay in other people's consciousness."
Baiyun all turned around, facing away from her.
Calm down your anger: "Wouldn't it be nice to be reincarnated?"
A small cloud turned around, and a pair of looming eyes seemed to be looking her up and down: "You are a great little monk. It is not easy to condense your soul into a single body."
Hu Qing chuckled: "If it's simple, you guys would have eaten it. It's useless to say nice things. Just walk away quickly and don't force me to do it."
Another little cloud also turned around: "It's useless to drive us away. The energy here is cut off and there's no way to communicate with Yin and Ming. We can't go there."
Hu Qing: "Then don't stay in my sea of consciousness."
Another little cloud: "Oh my god, I was wronged to die - who did I bother by meditating? I died suddenly, and my soul was not spared. Oh my God, it was wronged of me to die."
——Ahhhh——”
Hu Qing ran away with a dark face. Who would have thought that one day a cloud would cry to her.
I am not the wind that kidnaps you, nor the thunder that breaks your heart. Cry with me? Can you cry?
Silk cloth: "Oh, I'm being relied upon."
Hu gently rubbed his nose and wiped the mucus on the silk cloth.
Silk cloth: "Are you disgusting? I'm wrapping you up. Are you smearing on me instead of smearing on your own face?"
Hu Qing: "I don't dislike me."
Silk cloth: I hate it!
"Are they true or false? This place cannot be accessed from Huangquan Road?"
Silk cloth said slowly: "That's 80% correct. I didn't see any living things here. What are you doing by paving Huangquan Road where there are no living creatures? Do you want to take a walk?"
Hu Qing sighed: "Sigh. So many people died innocently. Why are some people so bad?"
She said: "I used to think that humans and demons were just different races. Now, I realize that humans are humans and demons are demons."
Silk cloth: "Oh? I would like to hear the details."
Hu Qing said: "Humans do evil unintentionally. Demons do evil unintentionally."
Silk cloth hehe: "Speak in human language."
Hu Qing: "People must have a purpose to do evil. If there is no purpose, they will not do evil. When demons do evil, they do whatever they want. Even if they have no purpose, they will do evil. If we say that there is no good or evil in human nature, then the devil's approximate nature is to do bad things.
.”
After speaking for a second, he said ferociously: "If that damn Chong Qiao hadn't suddenly come out and stepped in, my father whom I recognized half way would have saved me long ago. That Xuan Zheng obviously couldn't beat my father half way, he even hesitated!
He is going to let me go! Wait, old thief Chong Qiao, sooner or later I will avenge this with my own hands! I am going to blow you up!"
She was so angry. To Chong Qiao, it was just a prank. His prank was her bloody life.
Demons are hateful and they make fun of other people's lives.
Deserve to be punished.
With this thought, Hu Qing's fingers trembled involuntarily. He grabbed a flat bone with his left hand, put the index and middle fingers of his right hand together, and struck hard, sinking half an inch on the surface of the bone. His fingers slid, stroke by stroke, like a silver hook or an iron stroke.
The runes gradually took shape, but when the last stroke was about to be completed, they exploded.
The gray-white bones and dregs fell on a piece of silk cloth.
Silk cloth screamed: "Zhu Zi, you are almost finished. It's a pity. But it's not your problem, it can't work here. The environment can defeat you. Hey, what are you thinking, you are so murderous."
"
Hu Qing slowly exhaled the turbid air in his chest: "I think the world is unfair."
Silk cloth was silent for a while: "You are thinking too much, think more realistically, there is no saliva in this place, how do you plan to live?"
Returning to reality for a second, Hu Qing bent her unyielding spine and beat the bones under her body bitterly: "Damn you short-lived ghost, how can I live?"
The jingling sound is the sound of chains.
Hu Qing raised his head, pulled the chain and took a look, and was surprised: "It has changed color."
The originally pitch black chain turned into snow white?
Tu Lingman once said that when the dragon girl was sealed, the chain was bright white. Later, someone came in and put something on the chain, and the chain turned black. Hu Qing guessed that the black color was dyed by the resentment of the wronged soul. Now that the resentment has dissipated, the wronged soul is gone.
Come on, it turns out that this chain is actually white?
Just - quite white.
Hu Qing pulled through several chains and looked through them. They were all snow-white in color. The three swallow-tailed flower garlands on them no longer looked like human faces. They looked quite delicate. Why is this soul-locking chain not scary at all?
I got up and rummaged through the pile of bones to find a flower pot. I saw that the flower pot was still black, but it was a kind of black soaked in the warmth of time. This deep and calm color will not be related to bad things in any case.
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Hu Qing couldn't help being surprised. He turned the overturned flowerpot over and was surprised again when he saw what was inside.
Originally, the pot was filled with some kind of dark mass, and the "plant" that grew out was very iron-colored and iron-like. Now the pot was filled with dark-brown soil that looked fertile? What about the bead "plant"?
It also turned snow white, and seemed a little thinner than before, but it felt watery and didn't look like iron, but rather like opaque crystal.
She touched it. It was hard and delicate, but she could feel small bumps. A sense of absurdity arose in her heart - could this be veins?
