However, whether the guess is correct still needs to be proven by facts.
Jiang Chaoge followed and observed secretly.
Liang Ping'an obviously didn't want to die. He kept shouting along the way, sometimes worshiping Ali, sometimes cursing the old man, and sometimes asking Jiang Chaoge for help, which seemed very urgent.
"Please, please let me go... Little sister, I am a good person! Damn old man, don't leave again! Senior, senior... I really only have one cousin, please save me..."
It's a pity that the two Ah Li ignored him.
The old man was also immersed in pushing the cart with a calm expression.
When Jiang Chaoge saw this, he still spoke: "Your name is Liang Ping'an?"
"Yes, yes, senior! My name is Liang Pingan, and I am a reserve night watchman of the Night Detective Department!"
When Liang Ping'an saw Jiang Chaoge paying attention to him, he immediately came over with a look of 'grievance' and 'piety' on his face, showing a dog-licking look.
Jiang Chaoge had no choice but to pretend to be an expert: "A small preparatory night watchman actually knows about the 'split soul' of the No. 9 forbidden body, which is quite insightful."
"Senior clearly noticed that junior's grandfather had an adventure when he was young, and he also left a notebook. It was from the notebook that junior learned about the No. 9 forbidden body."
"Really? Then tell me, what is written on it?"
"Senior will help me if I tell you?" Liang Ping'an looked full of hope.
"You don't have to say it."
"Senior, senior...I, I said!"
Liang Ping'an was anxious and no longer had the courage to bargain, so he immediately revealed the contents of his notes.
"The Forbidden Body No. 9 with the character A is an extremely special existence. To say it is unique among ten thousand is a bit understatement. However, the forbidden body No. 9 with the character A also has its strengths and weaknesses."
"Weak, the soul is divided into two! But even if it is only divided into two, the two souls are independent, have three souls and seven souls, and have their own consciousness..."
"So, even the weakest No. 9 Forbidden Body, the soul is twice as powerful as an ordinary person! If the soul can be divided into three or even four, it would be very scary."
"Since the senior is a Taoist who focuses on soul refining, he should be able to understand what the junior means. However, this No. 9 forbidden body has a fatal problem, that is, because the soul is too complete, the owner's personality will be distorted and changeable.
Sometimes I even don’t know what I have done.”
"..."
Liang Ping'an talked endlessly, and it seemed that as long as Jiang Chaoge didn't shout to stop, he would not dare to stop.
And Jiang Chaoge, the more he listened, the more he felt that there was something inexplicably familiar about the No. 9 forbidden body... Isn't this "multiple personalities"?
The two Alis, one lively and the other silent, seemed to be like this.
But what a disease it is!
Could it be that the setting of this world is that 'sickness' means 'genius'?
Just as I was thinking about it, I heard Liang Ping'an say: "Compared to the situation of the forbidden body No. 9 with the character A, there is another kind of forbidden body, labeled as the number 17 with the character B. The owner of this forbidden body will be born with Qingming."
"Their IQs are generally not high, and some are even like children. However, once they start practicing, they advance faster than anyone else because they will not be affected by external emotions."
"The younger generation's grandfather once saw an owner of forbidden body No. 17, who only practiced swordsmanship for thirty years, and he only practiced one style! At first, everyone thought that he could not achieve anything, but thirty years later
, but with this sword technique, he touched the highest sword intention. Although it is a single sword technique, it is unstoppable, and he is respected by the world as the 'One-Style Sword Master'."
"..."
Jiang Chaoge was speechless. What kind of sword master is this? Are you sure he is not mentally retarded?
A mentally retarded person can become a sword master!
It sounds a bit weird at first, but after careful consideration, it feels natural. Because he is mentally retarded enough, he has no distracting thoughts in his mind. He concentrates on practicing swordsmanship, and it is only a matter of time before he becomes a saint.
Thinking of this, Jiang Chaoge suddenly felt that he... seemed to be sick too!
"I now have two natural advantages. First, I can rely on reading memories to obtain a vast amount of knowledge; second, I do not belong to this world and will not be hurt by magic weapons. As long as I don't do anything, I can live forever."
"If I were an ordinary person, I would have to eat, sleep, and make money every day. But after I became a ghost, I no longer had these 'worldly' constraints and saved a lot of time."
"I'm seriously ill!"
The more Jiang Chaoge thought about it, the more he realized that he seemed ordinary at first glance, but in fact he was "endowed with extraordinary talent" and was very suitable for training.
"That's right, Ghost Fairy!"
"Liang Pingan said before that ghosts can also become immortals!"
"I want to become an immortal from a ghost! As long as I become an immortal, then according to the settings of ordinary novels, as long as the soul of an immortal is immortal, the body can be reshaped!"
"If you can become an immortal through cultivation, then being a ghost for a few years seems to be nothing?"
Jiang Chaoge carefully weighed it in his mind and felt that he might really have the possibility of becoming an immortal. After all, now, his soul has become extremely pure, and the desires of the mortal world can hardly hurt him at all.
As for Liang Pingan?
He was still struggling with whether to save her or not.
Now there is an answer.
No help!
Because, ever since he decided to take the ghost-immortal route, he had been thinking about reading Liang Pingan's memory when his soul lamp went out.
Isn’t this faster than reading a book by yourself?
"Senior...Senior, we have been walking for almost two quarters of an hour. My soul lantern...the soul lantern cannot hold on for long..."
After hearing Liang Pingan's words, Jiang Chaoge looked at the soul lamp. Sure enough, the flame of the soul lamp held by Liang Pingan was obviously weaker.
He should be dying soon!
The gap in knowledge between him and a preparatory night watchman was only a soul lamp.
Just as he was thinking about it, he suddenly noticed that the old man's eyes moved, as if he glanced at the position of the soul lamp, but he quickly put it back and looked ahead.
"Grandpa, village chief, would you like Ali to help you?"
The two Ah Lis, one on the left and the other on the right, were swinging their little arms beside the old man, but the old man still ignored Ah Li and pushed the wheelbarrow silently.
It's late at night.
The mountain was pitch black, with only a soul lamp shining faintly, like a fire, illuminating the rugged mountain road.
However, the old man walked very steadily, with no sweat on his forehead or even heavy breathing, as if he was walking on a smooth road.
As time went by, Liang Pingan became more and more anxious.
He was still describing the content in his notes, but from time to time he would say a few words for help.
"Senior...I'm really going to die!"
"The quality of this soul lamp is not very good. It can only last for half an hour at most. What do you want, senior? As long as you tell me, I will do my best to do it!"
"Actually, I have some friendship with 'Ji Ruxue'... Seniors should have heard of her, right? The youngest 'Grand Chess Player' in the Qin Dynasty, even the one in white from Xijing voluntarily placed himself below her on the 'National Ranking List'.
"
"Really, she is in Huai'an County now! Senior, she is so charming and charming that we are a perfect match for her. If you don't believe it, I will personally take you to find her!"
Jiang Chaoge naturally ignored Liang Pingan.
He just wants to cultivate immortality now, and has no interest in women. The worldly thoughts and love between men and women will only affect the speed of his cultivation.
However, you have been walking this way for half an hour, right?
The five-mile journey should be almost here!
Just as I was thinking about it, a looming ancient stone temple finally appeared in front of me, with gray tiles and bluestones, giving off a hint of tranquility and weirdness in the dark night.