[Thirty-one] The soul is scattered and the soul does not exist in the six realms
Yu Suo stared at Xun Ye's movements with his eyes widened, and asked softly: "Is our Heavenly Master more powerful than others?"
Honggu curled her lips, but she did not deny that what Yusuo said was true. She explained: "People who are looking for a home are born with yin and yang eyes and can open the yin and yang path, and this girl is no exception."
"Don't make any noise!" Xun Ye shouted softly and then began to close his eyes and meditate on the content of the text.
Opening his eyes again, the strokes in his hand were drawn with a single stroke, flowing smoothly and swiftly, with neat and crisp movements.
Hong Gu poked her head and took a peek: "...Xia's surname is Yuhe. He was born in the second year of Yongzheng's reign and died in...what?! Xia Yuhe?!"
Xun Ye seemed not to have heard Hong Gu's sudden question, and just continued to write at a rapid pace.
Realizing that her behavior was wrong, Honggu quickly covered her mouth, but she still asked Yusuo in a low voice: "Is that evil ghost Xia Yuhe?"
Yusuo nodded with red eyes.
Honggu murmured in disbelief: "Ah, my God, it's actually Xia Yuhe... It's really Xia Yuhe. Where's My Princess? Where's Ziwei? Where's Jinsuo? It's all true?! Oh my god... why am I
If I hadn’t been born a few years earlier…”
Yusuo didn't know what Hong Gu was talking about. She was just anxious to see what Xun Ye had written.
"...Xia's surname is Yuhe. He was born in the second year of Yongzheng and died in the seventh year of Qianlong at the age of 18. His whole life was burdened by love, trapped by love, and mourned by love. He became ill due to thoughts during his lifetime, accumulated grudges after death, and turned into a fierce ghost.
It is entangled in the human body, but it is not fatal. Now it is influenced, and it cannot be brought on by itself. I wish to free the soul and disperse it, and it will no longer exist in the five realms and six realms. The disciple Xunye tried his best to appease it, but the resentful soul has not returned to the house. I am really ashamed...
…”
Hundreds of eloquent words were written on the entire yellow paper.
Xun Ye put away the pen and tore off the band-aid on his finger, revealing the original wound.
The wound was not big, and after disinfection, only a thin slit remained.
Xunye tilted his head, and Honggu quickly brought a bowl of unknown potion from the side.
After squeezing her fingers in pain, Xunye put her fingers into the potion as she watched blood streaks emerge from the wound.
Just like that, a large amount of bloodshot threads immediately gushed out. Xunye immediately picked up the pen with his finger, used blood instead of ink, and drew a symbol on the lower left corner of the yellow paper that was difficult for ordinary people to understand.
When the last stroke was hooked up, Hong Gu beside her quickly took a bandage coated with hemostatic medicine and bandaged it on her.
Xunye looked at the already bright sun outside the window and said, "The time is just right."
Honggu quickly took the jade lock and took a few steps back.
"I'm going to Taishan Mansion to pay homage to Mr. Huang..." Xunye lit up the yellow talisman and recited the incantation, "With this true fragrance, I will lead you up to the Nangong Palace, as fast as the law!"
The south-facing window opened without any wind, and a light breeze blew in. The yellow paper spread out on the countertop suddenly ignited without fire.
Yusuo stared with wide eyes and watched curiously as the yellow form paper was engulfed bit by bit by tongues of fire, and finally turned into ashes.
Xunye breathed a sigh of relief as he watched the breeze blowing up the ashes.
"I can't tell you are ashamed... Xiaoye?!" Hong Gu was about to tease her, but she saw Xun Ye's figure swaying slightly.
After a moment of relaxation, severe pain shot through his feet. Xunye felt that his body suddenly lost strength, and then he fell back uncontrollably.
"Xiaoye..."
"Heavenly Master..."
Xun Ye listened to the sharp screams of the two women. Before losing consciousness, he seemed to feel that he had fallen into a warm and solid... embrace?!
