A huge black cloud floated over from the gloomy sky.
A ray of mystic light shot out from the black cloud.
In an instant, it arrived in front of them. The thick black fog that surrounded them.
It was as if it had found an exit, and all of it surged toward the mystic light.
The black fog was completely swallowed by the mystic light.
Just a moment ago, it was pitch-black, but now it was clear.
The difference between the two rooms was so great that people couldn't tell where they were for a moment.
Siyang watched as the Ghost King's soul body turned into sparkling green light spots and was absorbed one by one in the direction of the black fog.
"What, what is that thing?"
Shi'er swallowed his saliva and stared at the gloomy black cloud.
His little heart was trembling uncontrollably.
The Ghost King's final counterattack was a terrifying existence that he summoned at the cost of his own soul.
"We're not going to die here, are we?"
Siyang's heart was also heavy. She took a deep breath and glanced at Cui Hung-chien, who had fainted on the ground. She was about to speak.
Mochou floated over lightly.
He was almost at the mouth.
After turning around, he said, "The Ghost King found the King of Ten Thousand Demons.
Do you think we can deal with it? "
King of Ten Thousand Demons?!
Even Shi'er, who didn't have much knowledge, knew.
What kind of existence was the Demon King?
The Ghost King's predecessor was a Fox Demon.
A thousand years of cultivation.
And the Demon King had more than ten thousand years of cultivation. Even if they added up, they wouldn't be enough to suffocate him.
Siyang looked at his pale face and sighed deeply. Look at them. Human, ghost, and demon were all gathered. Now that they were facing the real boss, they had no chance of winning.
Of course, that might not be the case.
[Demon Soul, Soul Essence, You...]
The gloomy voice came from the black cloud, and the pressure from the Demon King came down.
"Little Demon greets Lord Goblin." Siyang quickly knelt on one knee and shouted at the black cloud.
The depths of the clouds were silent for a moment, as if they didn't expect her to act like this. After a moment of rest, the black cloud rolled, and the voice sounded again.
[You, who are you …]
Siyang looked at the black cloud with an excited expression. His eyes were sincere, and his tone was slightly anxious. "Little Demon is a rabbit spirit that has cultivated into a spirit on Phoenix Mountain. Today, I can see the Lord Goblin's true body. This Little Demon's wish has been fulfilled for many years."
Shi'er squatted on the side, looked at the Siyang, and then looked at the dark clouds in the sky. He blinked and said nothing, but in his heart, he really admired a certain someone's ability to adapt to the situation.
"A rabbit spirit … The soul spell that summoned me came from a fox demon."
Hearing the black cloud's question, Siyang didn't show any guilt on her face. She straightened her back, and her eyes were fanatical. "Lord Goblin, please judge clearly. The Fox Demon Ghost King summoned you with its remnant soul, which is a great disrespect. Little Demon is willing to offer you its demon core to comfort you."
As she spoke, Siyang raised the demon core of the Ghost King, which she had just kept in her arms, above her head with both hands, as if she was offering it sincerely to the high and mighty black cloud.
She held the dark green demon core in her white and tender palms. Out of respect, the woman who was kneeling on one knee lowered her head slightly, showing her sincerity.
[Heh...]
The gloomy sneer and the supreme pressure made it difficult for the people below to resist.
Cui Hung-chien was unconscious. Mochou hugged him and hugged his maid Xiao Shuang. They crawled on the ground, not even daring to raise their heads. Shi'er was better than them, but not much better. He clutched his chest and kept gasping for breath. His heart felt like it was about to split open, making it difficult for him to breathe.
Feeling the pressure on her body, Siyang was still kneeling on one knee. Her back was straight and motionless. Only her arms were trembling slightly, indicating that she was also under the same pressure.
Time passed little by little. There was no more sound from above, but the silence was even more terrifying, making people tremble with fear.
In fact, only a few breaths of time had passed.
[Wang accepts this demon core.]
Siyang felt something roll up her palm. Looking up, she saw the demon core spinning in the air and being absorbed by the mysterious light in the black cloud.
She exhaled softly. She was also sweating. If she really faced the Demon King, her chances of winning were really not high. So in the blink of an eye, Siyang made a bet. She bet that the Ghost King had not finished chanting the Soul Curse, so the contract was not established. She also bet that the King of Demons did not have a bloodthirsty heart.
The chances of winning were very small, but she won now.
Of course, if she lost, she could only fight to the death. The best result was that she did not have to fight now.
[Just now, you said that your wish of many years was to see Wang's true body.]
Siyang, who had just breathed a sigh of relief, was lifted again by the words of the person above her. What wish of many years? That was a lie. No, it was a demon's.
Why would she worship him for no reason? However, in that instant, Siyang added a line to her persona.
An ordinary little rabbit demon. Ever since she gained sentience, she worshipped the King of Demons. Her lifelong wish was to see her idol.
Now that she saw Lord Goblin, she was going to be very excited.
Naturally, she could not say her true thoughts. Siyang bit her lips, raised her head, and looked straight up. "Lord Goblin, as the King of Demons, you rule over all demons and ghosts. Little Demon's status is low. I thought that I would not be able to see you in my lifetime. I did not expect such a coincidence. It is really a blessing that the Little Demon has cultivated."
She could still say a few words of flattery.
[Is that so …]
Siyang's words seemed to make the Demon King very satisfied. There was a hint of joy in his heavy voice.
[Seeing your sincere heart, Wang will make an exception and let you serve him.]
Siyang: "…"
She finally understood what it meant to lift a rock and drop it on her own feet.
She could be directly taken in as a follower after worshipping her 'idol' with a few words???
If it was a normal person, they would be overjoyed. However … Siyang really felt that this burden was a little heavy. However, she could not not accept it. She had just said that she worshipped the Demon King, and he had already said that he wanted to take her in as his follower. Yet, she was still not grateful.
In fact, after being stunned for a moment, Siyang reacted with 'normal' gratitude.
"It is the Little Demon's fortune to be able to serve Lord Goblin. It's just that …"
[Hmm?]
Just by listening to the voice, one could feel the strong threat.
Siyang stammered awkwardly. "Although the Little Demon has only cultivated for a few hundred years, there are still some karma in the mortal world. I want to settle these first before serving Lord Goblin with peace of mind."
[Karma?]
She did not know if the Demon King believed her or not.
"That's right. Please allow this subordinate some time. After settling everything, I will serve by your side for thousands or even tens of thousands of years."
[Wang allows it.]
Perhaps it was because Siyang was very good at using the word 'subordinate', but the Demon King felt better. After pondering for a moment, he gave this reply.
When the black cloud came, it was extremely powerful. When it left, it was also accompanied by strong winds that made it hard for people to open their eyes.
[After this matter is over, you can use this item to find Wang.]
The deep and gloomy voice faded into the distance. A black light fell with an item. Siyang raised her hand and received it. She opened it in her palm and saw that it was a black wooden tablet. She held it in her hand and felt that the wooden tablet was very hard. However, she could not tell what kind of wood it was made of. The wooden tablet was square and there was nothing special about it. There were only two words engraved on one side: 'Black Mountain.'
"The King of Ten Thousand Demons is actually …" Siyang flipped the wooden tablet around and looked at it twice. She had a guess about the identity of the Demon King who left.
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The sky cleared up after the rain. The dark and gloomy night was finally over. When the morning glow appeared, everything came back to life and the world was full of vitality.
The lotus lanterns on the lake flipped over after being blown a few times. Although they were a bit tattered, they floated steadily.
Shi'er sat on the floor of the small pavilion. He held a sewing doll in his hand and stared at it in silence.
"Now that the Demon King is dead, they have escaped from our control. You know what to do next." Siyang walked up to Shi'er.
Moving his feet, Shi`er gripped the doll in his hand even tighter. He was silent for a while. Seeing that the person behind him didn't make a sound, he couldn't help but look up. Si Yang was also looking down at him.
Shi'er put the sewing doll into his bosom and rubbed his face hard. He propped himself up and hesitated for a while before saying, "… I, I understand. I will personally send them to reincarnation."
Shi'er and his master had always been together. However, because the two of them hunted ghosts and demons, the people around them did not want to interact with them. However, there was a girl who made a living doing needlework who liked Shi'er very much. Shi'er often saved up some money and went to the girl's stall to take care of business. The two of them developed a hazy relationship. They were still young and had not been enlightened yet, so they could only get along like this.
However, Shi'er could do nothing about it. When the girl grew up, her father arranged for her to be married off to a faraway place. All he could do was silently watch the girl sit in the bridal sedan and look at each other in silence.
Shi'er did not know that the girl who was married off to a faraway place did not marry into her husband's family. Halfway through the marriage, the Demon King snatched the bride and turned her into a malicious ghost.
When they met again, they were on completely different paths.
She was a malicious ghost, while he was a ghost hunter.
Previously, the Demon King had sent his confidant to capture Mochou. That confidant was the purple-clothed female ghost named Ah Xiu. She was also the girl Shi'er fell in love with.
When she saw Shi'er, Ah Xiu was willing to betray the Demon King and pass on a message to lure him out. Later, Siyang disguised as Ah Xiu and gave the Demon King a heavy blow.
Now that the dust had settled and the Demon King was dead, Mochou and Ah Xiu, who were under her control, could be freed. They could also reincarnate.
"Mochou, I don't mind being your ghost. Let's stay together like this. Can you not go?"
Shi'er was willing to let Ah Xiu reincarnate. On the other hand, Cui Hung-chien was holding Mochou's hand. The two of them looked at each other, tears streaming down their faces.
Mochou was heartbroken and reluctant. "Young Master Cui, I …"
Siyang said to the two of them, "After all, humans and ghosts have different paths. You two can be together for a day or two, but if you continue to be entangled, ghosts will absorb Yang energy. Cui Hung-chien, you won't be able to live for long."
"I don't care." Cui Hung-chien held Mochou's hand and said firmly, "As long as I'm with you, it doesn't matter. You can even take my life."
Mochou shook his head. "No, I can't take your life."
The two of them were dragging their feet. It was really unbearable to watch. Shi'er put on a stern face and forcibly separated their intertwined hands. He shouted at Cui Hung-chien, "If you want to make it impossible for her to reincarnate, then go ahead and drag her down with you."
"What do you mean?" Cui Hung-chien was yelled at, and his face turned pale.
"If you two stay together for a long time, your Yang energy will be absorbed by Mochou, and your ghost energy will erode you. If you die, your life will be taken by Mochou. She has sinned, so naturally, she won't be able to reincarnate." Siyang kindly explained.
In the end, Cui Hung-chien accepted his fate.
He and Shi'er dug up Mochou and Ah Xiu's bones and brought them back to their respective hometowns to be buried, so that they could be reincarnated in peace.
A few days later, Cui Hung-chien moved out of the nameless residence and went back to build a small house. He didn't want to sell soy milk anymore, so he continued his career as a writer. He wrote the story of him and Mochou.
The love between humans and ghosts was still unresolved, and the story of ghosts and gods, and the female ghost became a scholar. The story became popular, and he had money, but he lost his original heart.
A year later, Cui Hung-chien died of illness. It was Shi'er who built his grave next to Mochou.
Shi'er looked at the two tombstones. "I hope they can be together in their next life."
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