After Lin Ye expressed his intention to test the accuracy of Yutian Sword with a hint, the old Taoist also became more serious.
"Ahem, ghost babies are the condensed objects of ghost cultivation. Some strong men in the Taoist realm of souls, after their death, if they don't want to go to the underworld, can turn to the path of ghost cultivation and turn their souls into ghost babies."
"Master, what if it is not the transformation of the soul, but the ghost cultivation path that has been practiced from the beginning? Is there anything special about such a ghost infant?"
"A special place?" The old Taoist thought for a moment and then replied: "Does three cuts count as special?"
"Three cuts?"
The old Taoist explained: "The Yang world in the Yang world is naturally dominated by Yang people. The Yuan Shen is an existence recognized by Heaven. There is no problem in transforming from the Yuan Shen to a ghost infant. However, if you are a Xiu ghost infant from the beginning, you will face three cuts from Heaven."
, which are the so-called three tribulations. Only by surviving these three tribulations can the ghost infant become like a soul."
"For a ghost baby that has not experienced three beheadings, before the first beheading, the ghost baby and its original owner are not symbiotic. If the original owner dies, the ghost baby can still survive independently. If the ghost baby dies, the original owner cannot survive."
Lin Ye thought about what the old man said and said: "It's just like the difference between the children you give birth to and the children you adopt. The children you give birth to are connected by blood and are born close, while the children you adopt take time to cultivate family ties."
"Disciple, it's okay for you to understand this." The old Taoist nodded and agreed with Lin Ye's conclusion.
Lin Ye continued to ask: "If the ghost cultivator dies and leaves behind a ghost baby, won't this ghost baby have the consciousness of the ghost cultivator?"
"No, only after experiencing the first beheading, the two consciousnesses will intersect. Before that, the ghost baby only resided in the body of the ghost cultivator. When the ghost cultivator died, the ghost baby existed independently, but without the ghost
The consciousness of a ghost baby that has not passed the first cut is about the same as that of a newborn baby."
Lin Ye's eyes flashed with understanding, which was pretty much what he had guessed.
"Is it possible that such a ghost baby will become attached to others, or develop a new dependence and closeness to someone like a child?"
Thinking that the ghost baby seemed to want to get close to his soul, Lin Ye continued to ask. The old Taoist pondered for a moment, shook his head and said: "I don't know about this as a teacher. Generally speaking, ghost babies only deal with ghost cultivators or people with similar auras."
Existence creates closeness. You suddenly asked about the ghost baby and asked in such detail. Could it be that you have met such a ghost baby?"
"No, I just want to know in advance. You know, I do things more safely and take precautions before they happen."
The old Taoist stared at Lin Ye for a while, then smiled. His expression seemed to say, boy, what kind of person are you? I don't know what kind of person you are as a teacher.
"A ghost baby is a ghost baby after all. The best way is to send it back to the underworld. Humans and ghosts have different paths. This person and the ghost baby are the same."
The old Taoist nodded meaningfully. Lin Ye originally had the same idea, but from Guiying's previous cry, his little Yuanshen learned the first sound of the great avenue, and now he knows the sound of the great avenue.
The benefit is that your mind has changed.
In the Hidden God Realm, one can comprehend at least one voice of the great avenue, which means it is possible to comprehend multiple ones, so the ghost baby will still be useful.
Gotta keep it!
After clearing up the doubts in his mind, Lin Ye left the Taoist temple and returned to his house.
Now that the old Taoist has been released from seclusion, he no longer has to worry about Qingfengguan. He can go hunting for Judge Lu with peace of mind.
"Brother, I miss you so much after we said goodbye last time. Now I have a wonderful sentence. I invite you to share it with me."
After writing the envelope, Lin Ye burned it. Of course before burning it, he said: "Send it to Judge Lu, the City God of Canglan County."
Late at night, Lu Pan's figure appeared.
…
This happened several times in a row, and every three to five days, Lin Ye would invite Judge Lu to get a good quote, and the two would chat about literature late at night in the study...
Half a month later, it was a snowy night.
When Lu Pan came to Lin Ye's study as usual, Lin Ye was standing in front of the desk, holding a pen and meditating, but he was a little absent-minded, and he didn't even notice that the ink on the tip of the pen fell on the rice paper.
"My dear brother, do you have something on your mind?"
Judge Lu opened his mouth and woke up Lin Ye. Lin Ye said calmly: "No."
"Brother Xian doesn't treat me as my elder brother, so why should I hide my worries?" Lu Pan waved his sleeves, "If that's the case, then my brother has left."
"Brother Lu, don't be angry. It's my fault. I want to apologize to you." Lin Ye quickly stopped him and then said with a wry smile: "Actually, it's not a big deal. It's just that I may have to leave Shangyang City for a while and think about it.
I feel a little reluctant to say goodbye to my eldest brother."
"Leaving Shangyang City? Where to go? When will you come back?" Lu Pan asked curiously.
Lin Ye did not answer directly, but suddenly picked up the writing brush: "Brother Lu, before I left, I wanted to write a poem to my elder brother as a souvenir, but I never had the inspiration. But after the elder brother just asked a question, I was so surprised.
There is something gained in my heart.”
After saying that, Lin Ye picked up his pen and moved it like a dragon, and a poem suddenly appeared on the paper.
Lu Pan stepped forward, looked at the poem on the rice paper, and said softly: "You have not yet heard about your return date, and the winter pond is full of snow on the night in Shangyang."
It was just this first sentence that shocked Mr. Lu, and he paused for three seconds before continuing to read.
"Why should we cut the candles from the west window together and talk about it again when the sun shines and the night snows?"
"Good brother..."
Judge Lu looked at Lin Ye with a moved expression. Lin Ye smiled bitterly, then picked up his pen and wrote a short preface.
"On a windy and snowy night in winter, I felt the longing for my virtuous brother Lu Pan, the Yin Secretary of Canglan County, and I wrote this poem out of emotion."
"This...this poem is for me, Brother Yu?"
Lu Pan was a little excited and couldn't control himself. From the judge's point of view, a poem was of course nothing. However, he was a civil servant and loved poetry. However, he knew that this poem would be immortalized through the ages, so he would also be immortalized along with this poem.
Hundreds of generations.
This is the greatest pursuit of a literary man in his life.
Even though he is now a judge of the underworld, he still cannot resist the temptation of lasting fame.
Lin Ye saw Judge Lu's excited expression and smiled inwardly. Sure enough, no scholar can escape his name.
There are some literati who do not love money or seek profit, but there are absolutely no people who do not love fame.
Judge Lu was also a scholar during his lifetime, and he certainly could not escape this. Now Judge Lu has jumped step by step into the hole he dug.
"Brother Xian, please tell Brother Yu clearly, what is the purpose of leaving the city this time?"
After getting excited, Lu Pan also felt that his wise brother seemed to have no choice but to leave. As the eldest brother, he naturally couldn't ignore it, not to mention that his wise brother also gave him a poem that would be remembered forever.
"Brother, please don't ask." Lin Ye shook his head and said.
"If you think I am your elder brother, then tell me, otherwise I will not accept this poem."
Judge Lu's face was stern, Lin Ye smiled bitterly, and said helplessly: "Brother, you also know that I am also a cultivator outside the country. A few years ago, an old man passed away, and the old man's son died in the battlefield.
Above, my daughter-in-law left early after hearing the bad news. When the old man passed away, only her three-year-old grandson was left at home. I pitied the child for having no one to take care of him. Faced with the request of the old man’s soul, I allowed the old man’s soul to stay in the earth.
Take care of the grandson until the old man’s grandson reaches the age of twelve, and then the old man’s soul will leave.”
"The old man's soul left the year before last. I thought the matter had been settled. Unexpectedly, the day before yesterday, the Yin Division of Shangyang City came to my door and said that I had violated the rules of the Yin Division by allowing ghosts to stay in the Yang world without permission. The Yin Division was planning to detain my soul, so I could only
Maybe we should leave Shangyang City and hide for a while."
"Confused!" After hearing this, Mr. Lu scolded him first. When he saw Lin Ye's expression was a little embarrassed, he said in a gentle tone: "Brother Xian, you really shouldn't do this, but you don't have to hide. You forgot Brother Yu.
He is the judge of Canglan County, and the entire Yin Division of Canglan County is under the jurisdiction of Brother Yu."
"No!" Lin Ye said quickly: "I just know that you are the judge of the Yin Division of Canglan County, so I can't make things difficult for you. How can you be selfish because of me? If this is the case, I would rather have my soul taken away by the Yin Division and be punished."
Lu Pan was very moved. His good brother was of noble character and he still thought about himself at this time.
"It doesn't matter, it's been a few years since this happened, and there is no city god in Shangyang City now. I have a good personal relationship with Judge Yang of Shangyang City. If I say hello to him as a brother, this matter will be over. It's nothing like favoritism."
Judge Yang?
Lin Ye muttered in his heart, Lao Yang had just been removed from the position of City God, and now he was promoted back to the position of judge.
I went to see him before, but I didn't let him know a word. This was because I didn't regard myself as a friend. It was my fault that I gave him roast chicken.
"It really won't bring trouble to eldest brother?" Lin Ye asked again to confirm.
"Don't worry, it's just a small matter." Judge Lu waved his hand with a smile and said, "Brother Xian, don't worry, you can take it with you in the study. Brother Yu, go to the Chenghuang Temple in Shangyang City and come back."
Lu Pan's figure disappeared on the spot, and Lin Ye also breathed a sigh of relief. The plan was completed here. As for the Chenghuang of Shangyang City, he had already said hello to Lao Yang, and Lao Yang would cooperate.
The reason is simple.
Judge Lu was investigating all the ghost incidents that the Yin Division of Canglan County had dealt with over the years. Lao Yang also had a lot of clues, so he and Lin Ye hit it off.
"Senior, the rest is up to you, it has nothing to do with me."
Lin Ye shouted from the air. Judge Cui's figure did not appear, but his voice came.
"You really have a knack for making crooked ideas. I really don't know where you learned these crooked ideas."
"Senior, I am doing something for you, so there is no need to say this."
"Humph, this is the end of the deal between you and me. I will arrange follow-up arrangements with Judge Lu, but I'm curious to ask, won't your conscience hurt if you do this?"
Lin Ye was stunned for a moment, and then said quietly: "Senior, I am a cultivator."
"Xianxian, what's wrong with Xianxian?"
"We cultivators only talk about the soul, not the heart."