Lin Tingjun lived up to everyone's expectations, walked forward calmly, lifted his robe and sat next to Lian Youyou, then looked at Sanniang: "Sanniang, please excuse me."
Sanniang slowly came to her senses and slowly sat back at the round table, a little nervous and not knowing how to place her legs. After a while, she crossed her right leg over her left leg, but still did not return to her usual relaxed and lazy posture.
Sanniang picked up the pipe and took a deep breath. The sparks in the pipe ignited again. Sanniang raised her left hand and flicked the pipe with her fingers. The sparks in the pipe suddenly flew up and turned into fire butterflies. They flew into the pile of snow silk in the yard and burned the silk that Wanqing had spit out bit by bit.
Send butterflies away with butterflies, comfort Wanqing's spirit, and send off the soul of the deceased.
In the dim light of the fire, everyone sat back at the round table and quietly watched the burning silk thread, as if they were bidding farewell to Wanqing.
Slowly, the flames surrounded Wanqing's body, and everyone's eyes became different, with regret, compassion, emotion, and indifference to grudges and love.
Lian Youyou continued to crack melon seeds, and Yun Xi hurriedly poured Lian Youyou a cup of tea: "That... Great God, if... you hadn't lost your divine power... what would you have done?" He asked this question for his sister Yun Yao. As a brother, no matter how much he hated this outspoken and talkative sister, he didn't want to see her die tragically.
Yun Yao has been hiding beside Sanniang, with her head lowered, not daring to look at Lian Youyou.
Yun Xi's question also made the eyes of other people in the hall turn to Lian Youyou.
Lian Youyou picked up the teacup and took a sip of tea, which was considered as forgiving Yun Xi for his previous disrespect to her: "Well... maybe if I stomp my feet... the whole capital will be gone, hehe..." Lian Youyou continued to eat melon seeds with a smile, and she suddenly looked a little silly, as if she had boasted a little too much, and she couldn't help laughing.
But the people sitting around the round table had frozen expressions. Who knew if she was really bragging or if she really had such a magical power? Anyway, no one dared to stand in front of her and provoke her. What they saw and heard tonight had already shocked them to the point that the muscles on their faces were paralyzed and they couldn't move.
"Thank you all..." Wanqing's voice came softly from the courtyard. The dissolution of her corpse freed her from the shackles of the Gu King's insects, and her soul was finally free.
Everyone was quietly looking at Wanqing, who was glowing faintly in the moonlight. Her body was ethereal and misty, and the moonlight was shining through. On her forehead, there was a blood-red, mysterious rune that looked like a rainbow.
"Oh—Sister Wanqing!" He Shiqi opened his eyes wide, his face showing joy, "You are alive again!"
"That's her..." Grandpa Coffin said halfway, and looking at He Shiqi's happy expression, he seemed to be reluctant to continue, and smiled slightly, "Yes, she is alive again..." There was a hint of melancholy in Grandpa Coffin's old eyes.
"Thank you, Immortal..." Wanqing bowed down behind Lian Youyou.
Lian Youyou crossed her legs and ate melon seeds: "Hmm~~Hmm~~"
Wanqing stood up slowly, her eyes filled with tears and a smile of gratitude and relief on her face. Suddenly, the bloodstain on her forehead shattered and disappeared in the moonlight.
Lian Youyou, with her back to Wanqing, raised the corners of her mouth slightly.
A cold wind blew, and Wanqing suddenly disappeared. Everyone looked relieved, except for Little Lettuce, who had a look of fear on her face. Lian glanced at him, smiled, and waved to Little Lettuce: "Come, Little Lettuce, let's eat some melon seeds together."
Without thinking twice, Little Lettuce quickly ran to the other side of Lian Youyou and sat down, hugging her arm and not daring to look outside the yard again.
When Wanqing disappeared, everyone would think that the ghosts went to where they should go, that they had fulfilled their wishes and left this world. Because everyone knows that the Yin and Yang are separated and are not in the same place. The ghosts can let you see them because they want you to see them.
When Wanqing left, everyone watched her go, thinking that she had gone to where she was supposed to go.
Only Little Lettuce saw that Wanqing was caught by the green-clothed man with his claws and taken into another world. At that moment, Wanqing was no longer Wanqing, but a terrifying moth-man with two bloody souls wrapped around her body. Her wings became tattered, her face became wrinkled, her arms became thin and long, and her appearance was terrifying. It was hard to tell whether she was a human or a ghost.
The song ended and the crowd dispersed.
The people at the round table left one after another, and the Nine Gates Courtyard returned to silence again. Wanqing's body and the silk thread she left behind were no longer visible. There were only two deep pits, recording the battle that night.
The lanterns at the door were swaying, and the gate of the Nine Gates slowly closed in the night wind.
"Hiss... Isn't this Wanqing's fate over? Why was she captured by the ghost again?" Master Yao Guang had already seen the clues from Xiao Rujie's face. In the hall, only he, Lin Tingjun and Lian Youyou were left.
Lian Youyou said while eating melon seeds: "Wanqing... Haha, although she avenged her own people, haha, but the method, haha, was evil and heretical. She made a blood contract with the Gu King, which was equivalent to falling into the devil's way. Moreover, the sin committed by Ma Guanqun, haha, was not the sin committed by his son Ma Yun. His son was at most a playboy, and his crime was not punishable by death. Therefore, although Wanqing resolved the injustice of Lijia Village, she gave birth to the injustice of Ma Yun. In addition, Ma Yun's mother died due to excessive stimulation, so Huang Yue'e's evil obstacles also entangled Wanqing. If Wanqing goes on like this, she will still have to be retried, haha..."
Master Yao Guang nodded in understanding, put his hands in his sleeves, huddled up and frowned: "Then was the Fat Buddha's chanting for her useful?"
"It's useless! Phew." Lian Youyou spat out the melon seed shells. "The purpose of salvation is to let people let go of their worries, and it can't remove the sins from her body. If it could, anyone could pay to remove them. In that world, huh, it's truly called having money but being useless. But Duanmu Qingchen's judgment in the world of the living did some effect on her. The punishment in the world of the living reduced her sins, and the judge in the underworld will also give her a lighter sentence if appropriate." Lian Youyou stood up and clapped her hands.
Once a sin is destroyed, another sin will arise. Revenge feels good for a while, but it may not feel good if you keep taking revenge. How can you see right and wrong in this world at once? Sometimes injustice can last for thousands of years. It's just because the times are different, and the values are also different.
"So, Gongzi Hong is the Gu King." Lin Tingjun looked sideways at Lian Youyou who was standing in the yard admiring the moon.
Lian Youyou pursed her lips and smiled, the Gu King had already left the mountain, and the peaceful days of the Qian Dynasty might not last long.
The woods in the western suburbs were dark, and all the insects were silent, as if they dared not make any noise in front of their king.
Gongzi Hong was lying in a deep pit again, with broken bones all over his body. He was seriously injured by that woman and was thrown directly from Jiumen to Xishan. How could he be intact
His body began to twist, and in the quiet forest there was the sound of his bones rebuilding. His chest rose and fell greatly in the moonlight among the cypresses. He looked at the pale silver plate in the darkness, and the corners of his mouth slowly lifted into an alluring smile.
The story between him and her is not over yet. (To be continued)