"Just because I won't kill you doesn't mean I can't make your life worse than death."
...
Six days passed in the blink of an eye, and the city closest to Buddhism was "Baoshan City".
On the seventh floor of a certain star hotel, in a luxurious suite.
After Suning took a shower, changed into clean clothes, and sat by the floor-to-ceiling window, looking through the internal topographic map of Buddhism that she had prepared in advance.
Hu Zhiying served the tea and stood aside with her eyebrows lowered, as if she were a maid.
As Lingxi packed up his clothes, he said, "I don't have a big problem here. The main thing is you, so be careful."
"Never risk your life for the soul of the earth or put yourself in danger."
"Think more about your family and me. We are all waiting for your safe return."
Suning put on his sneakers, stood up and stretched his arms, saying: "Keep it in my heart and I won't forget it for a moment."
Lingxi reminded: "That topographic map is very old and can be used as a reference, but it cannot be relied upon."
"Buddhism has changed a lot in recent years. The construction on the mountain and the palace branches will definitely not be what they were more than ten years ago."
Suning folded the map, stuffed it into his shoulder bag and said, "I have experience in robbing land souls. This is not the first time I have done it."
"It's a pity that Huo'er can't accompany me, so there will be less fun along the way."
Hu Zhiying's eyes rolled around, and she took the initiative to invite you: "Take me with you, I can help."
Suning said disapprovingly: "You should take good care of my wife at home. This is what you should do."
"Remember, put away your bad intentions. If Xixi loses a hair, I will come back and cut you into pieces."
Hu Zhiying said anxiously: "Demon spirits are good at changing, and I am not afraid of Buddha energy."
"At Jingping Mountain, if I hadn't poisoned Lingxi and forced myself to be exposed, you wouldn't have known where I was hiding."
"Let's go separate ways and I'll search secretly for you, which will save time and effort. Isn't it more convenient than if you were alone?"
Suning ridiculed: "Convenience is convenience, but mainly I don't believe you."
Hu Zhiying said lonely: "I have no other ideas, I just want to take a look at the longevity picture."
"This is grandpa's last hope. I hope you can fulfill it for me."
"I, I beg you."
She slowly knelt down, her red lips slightly opened, and a purple round bead came out of her mouth.
It is about the size of a longan and has a round body.
The moment the beads appeared, the evil spirit filled the air, as if the tide was spreading out in circles.
Suning waved his hand, set up an isolation formation and said: "Demon pill?"
Hu Zhiying's breath was messy and she said listlessly: "The foundation of demon spirit's cultivation lies in the demon elixir. You know how important it is."
"I am willing to offer you the demon elixir to let you cast a spell and control me temporarily."
"In this way, you can easily know what I am thinking and doing just by telepathy."
"If you even have a thought, my hundreds of years of Taoism will be destroyed in one day."
"Can you believe me?"
Her face was sad and her eyes were filled with tears.
Suning looked at the demon girl calmly and couldn't help but think of his grandfather Su Musheng.
This time last year, grandpa passed away.
It was an indescribable pain for Suning, and he has always been worried about it.
Self-blame, guilt, longing.
In Hu Zhiying's body, he seemed to suddenly see his own shadow.
Seeing myself kneeling in front of the mourning hall, I burst into tears.
I saw my grandma fainting and falling to the ground.
When I saw my uncle smoking in the yard, he seemed to be blinded by the wind and sand.
He also saw the third uncle pretending to be crazy, talking nonsense, laughing and crying.
After a long time, Suning woke up from his memories, took the demon pill in the air, and said with a complex expression: "Are you sure you don't regret it?"
Hu Zhiying nodded fiercely and said, "As long as you keep your word."
Suning stopped talking, bit his index finger, and dripped blood mixed with the demon pill.
"boom."
Purple light bloomed, and the round beads rotated rapidly in Suning's palm.
The next moment, he raised his hand and patted it.
The demon pill returned to Hu Zhiying's mouth and she swallowed it in one gulp.
