Bai Suzhen was nowhere to be found,
Xiaoqing was seriously injured and unconscious,
Xu Xian was even taken away by someone.
These things actually needed her to clean up the mess now. Siyang felt that it was really hard to explain.
However..,
She didn't want to refuse,
No matter what, it was still a merit to promote Bai Suzhen to become an immortal and help the Wenqu star to be born.
Do it well and accumulate merit,
Prove the Dao fruit and become an immortal.
After rubbing her chin and thinking for a while,
When she looked up, she met five pairs of eyes looking at her,
Siyang twitched the corner of her mouth and said to the five ghosts, "Tsing Pao is fine for the time being. Just recuperate here and will wake up in a few days."
"The key now is your family's Husband Xu. He has already died once,
If he is tortured and loses his life again..,
There will be no second chance to return to the world. "At that time, even Yan Wangye would not be able to open a back door for Bai Suzhen.
"Benefactor, what do you want us to do now? Just tell us." Bai Fu was the boss of the five ghosts,
As he spoke, the others all nodded their heads vigorously.
"This..." Siyang muttered to herself.
After the people of Liang Palace saw that Xiaoqing had stolen the treasure,
They knew that it was a demon causing trouble. If they sent a few people with some cultivation to accompany her, sending the five ghosts would be sending her food,
This wouldn't do.
"If you want to make a scene, then make a scene." She snapped her fingers,
Siyang called the five ghosts in front of her,
She instructed them like this..,
.
"Aren't you leaving yet?"
After letting the five ghosts out, Siyang looked at the pitiful Mochou, who was huddling in the corner with the painting scroll in her arms.
The sorrow on Mochou's face had not dissipated. She was actually very afraid of the Siyang. Such a powerful demon could destroy a small demon like her as easily as waving his hand. But she had been observing and found that this person was not one of those indiscriminate and bloodthirsty demons. So she hesitated.
Being questioned, Mochou bit his lips and walked forward with light steps. He said faintly, "I wonder if Miss can listen to Mochou's suffering."
Since he had nothing to do, Siyang didn't mind listening to her talk even though he knew her background.
"Mochou was originally a woman from a good family. On the day of her marriage, the Ghost King snatched her away. Now that she has become a ghost, she still has to be imprisoned by him …" Mochou couldn't help but shed tears when she talked about her background.
There was a hint of worry between her brows, which was in line with her name.
"I've made a fool of myself." Wiping her tears, Mochou said softly, "The Ghost King has imprisoned many women like me, making us work for her."
"Is it to hook the souls of people in the wilderness?" Siyang asked.
Mochou nodded, "Yes, if it was a man, he would be offered to the Ghost King for her enjoyment. If it was a woman, she would be like us, tortured by her."
"Cui gongzi and I fell in love at first sight. I wanted to be together with him, but the Ghost King had already sensed that I wanted to leave. A few days ago, she disguised herself and went to the Nameless Residence to capture me. Fortunately, I hid in this painting, so she didn't discover me." Stroking the painting scroll, Mochou's eyes were filled with longing.
"Although the Ghost King was temporarily hidden, Yan Daochang was in the Nameless Residence. If I continued to stay there, I would definitely bring trouble to Cui gongzi."
Siyang understood, "So you followed the five ghosts to steal the painting and left the Nameless Residence."
"Yes." Mochou said, "I wanted to leave when they weren't paying attention, but I didn't expect to meet you."
"What do you want now?" Siyang heard that Mochou's words had a hidden meaning.
Plop.
Mochou suddenly knelt in front of Siyang. She was really unprepared.
"Miss, I know your cultivation is high. Please help Mochou. The Ghost King is everywhere. Sooner or later, I will be captured by her. Once I'm captured, I'm afraid I will be refined and enjoyed by her, my soul scattered." Mochou knelt on the ground, tears streaming down his face. His eyes were watery, crying so much that it made people's hearts melt.
Siyang was a bit embarrassed, "You want me to save you?"
Mochou saw that she, who had already died once, didn't really want to disappear from this world. He knelt two steps forward and grabbed Siyang's clothes, "If Miss is willing to save Mochou, Mochou is willing to serve Miss as a slave for the rest of my life."
If this was a man, seeing such a beautiful woman crying like this, his heart would have already melted into a puddle of water.
Siyang controlled herself. She admired beautiful women. Since ancient times, heroes had saved beautiful women. She shouldn't be needed to save them.
"She really is with you."
With a shout, the door of the Fortune Temple was kicked open. Shi 'er jumped in, pointing his axe at Siyang, his face ferocious.
At this time, the sky had already darkened and the night wind was blowing. There was also a female ghost dressed in white next to him, adding a bit of gloominess to the temple.
"Mochou." Cui Hung-chien, who was following closely behind Shi 'er, saw Mochou and called out to him with a worried expression.
Mochou was startled at first, but when he saw the newcomer, his eyes were full of him. He quickly stood up and ran over.
The man and the ghost held each other's hands and looked at each other with love in their eyes. They couldn't help but hug each other, as if they were reuniting after being separated by life and death.
If he said it seriously, there was nothing wrong.
"Mochou ~"
"Childe Cui ~ ~"
Siyang shook off the inexplicable coldness on her body and turned to Shi 'er, "Remember to fix my door when you go back."
"Ah?" Shi 'er was stunned. When he realized that Siyang was pointing at the door he had kicked to the ground, he said angrily, "I'm here to settle accounts with you. Why did you say such nonsense to my master and steal Cui Hung-chien's painting? No, you also stole Mochou."
Siyang didn't want to explain to him that she had used him to trick Yan Chixia. Otherwise, she would get involved in a lot of things. But …
"Haha."
Shi 'er's face darkened, "What are you laughing at?"
Siyang walked up to him, crossed her arms, and circled him twice. Shi 'er felt his hair stand on end when he saw the way she was looking at him. He took two steps back and shrank his neck, "Why are you looking at me like that?"
"If you're so afraid of me, why did you still come here to die?" Glancing at the man and the ghost who were still complaining to each other, Si Yang smiled coldly at Shi 'er, "I remember you, Hero Shi' er, didn't you hate evil as if they were your mortal enemies? You clearly distinguish between demons, ghosts, and humans. Why are you changing your stance because of a ghost?"
"I, I am …" Shi 'er's face flushed red. How was he supposed to explain this? Previously, the idea that humans were different from demons and ghosts had always existed in his heart. However, ever since he met Si Yang, his understanding of those demons had always been refreshed.
Mochou was the same. She was also persecuted and became a wandering ghost. She was even controlled by someone. All of these made Shi`er understand that no matter if it was a human, a demon, or a wandering ghost, they could not be lumped together.
Good and evil were right and wrong. Good and evil were opposites. The most important thing was the heart.
At Cui Hung-chien's request, Shi 'er was moved by their friendship and agreed to help him find Mochou. He came to Siyang to try his luck, but he didn't expect to find her here.
"Hmph, you haven't told me why you stole Mochou." Shi 'er didn't want to answer the question and changed the subject.
Siyang smiled and didn't pursue the matter. She raised her chin at Mochou and said, "You should ask her yourself."
Under Shi 'er and Cui Hung-chien's questioning, Mochou repeated what she had said to Siyang.
"The Ghost King is too hateful." Cui Hung-chien felt sorry for Mochou.
"Your master is a Daoist priest. Now that the Ghost King has appeared, it's a good opportunity for you to make a move." Siyang elbowed Shi 'er.
Shi 'er rubbed his chest, which was hurting from the impact. He snorted at Siyang's ridicule and said uncomfortably, "The Ghost King is a thousand-year-old ghost. My master and I together are no match for it. Otherwise, with her evil deeds, she would have been eliminated a long time ago."
This was a direct admission of defeat.
"Is there no other way?" Cui Hung-chien was just a mortal and a weak scholar. He didn't know what to do at this moment. He could only hope that his good brother, Siyang, whom he had met once before, would be able to help him.
"It's better to beg his master than beg me. Monsters aren't good at catching ghosts." Patting Shi`er's shoulder, Si Yang turned around and walked into the house as if she didn't want to be involved. "When you leave, remember to fix my door."
Shi 'er didn't intend to fix the door. Seeing that Siyang didn't intend to continue the conversation, he wanted to leave with Cui Hung-chien and Mochou.
"If you don't fix it, I'll smash your nameless house tomorrow. Even your master can't stop me."
Before the door to the inner room closed, Si Yang leisurely threw out a sentence, which made Shi`er's raised feet freeze.
Clang, clang, clang.
The commotion outside the house lasted the whole night. Siyang naturally had a good night's sleep.
When she opened the door and saw the brand new door, her mood immediately improved.
If she hadn't seen the five ghosts tied up in the corner, her good mood would have lasted the whole morning.
"Benefactor!"
When the five ghosts saw Siyang, it was as if they had seen their savior. One by one, they wailed and howled at her.
"Benefactor, save us!" The five ghosts felt so wronged that they wanted to die. When they returned to the Fortune Temple after finishing their business, they were caught and beaten up as soon as they entered the house. They were so badly beaten that they almost couldn't maintain their ghost forms.
Then, they were tied up with ropes and fixed in the courtyard with yellow talismans for the whole night.
With a flick of her finger, she undid the yellow talismans on the five ghosts. When the five ghosts regained their freedom, they immediately crawled out of the ropes and hid behind Siyang. Trembling with fear, they pointed at Shi 'er, who was leisurely munching on a steamed bun. "Benefactor, it was him. He caught us."
Shi 'er stuffed half a steamed bun into his mouth in one breath. Choking, he said to Siyang, rolling his eyes, "Mochou said that they stole the painting. I taught them a lesson. I didn't hurt their souls. What are you worried about?"
Siyang's mouth twitched. She waved her hand and sent the five ghosts to take care of Xiaoqing. Then, she said to Shi 'er, "Come in. I have something to say to you."
"What is it that you can't say outside?" Shi 'er shouted at Siyang's back, but the latter ignored him. After a moment of hesitation, he shuffled into the house. "Why are you being so secretive? I don't know what you're up to."
"You're right. I'm up to something."
Shi 'er: "Huh?"
"Hurry up and get in here." The person inside was impatient.
"Huh?" Shi 'er thought of something. He answered loudly and ran into the house happily.
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