The two of them were in a stalemate in the yard. Seeing that the woman was about to wake up, Kusheng squatted there with a headache getting worse: "Come here quickly, we should leave."
Luo Yujing: "Take me to find Peng Yuan. She will be killed by you. But before that, I want her to kill Peng Yuan first!"
Kusheng shouted, "I said no!"
Luo Yujing was furious: "Then come here if you have the guts!"
Kusheng was so angry that he turned around and swung his head. He vented his anger at Zhuxie Jian: "It's all because you indulge her all the time!"
The woman woke up, ran out in panic, and shouted, "Acha! My daughter! Ah! Give my daughter back to me!"
She pounced towards Ku Sheng, who dodged for a moment. Then, seeing that Luo Yujing was unwilling to move, he had no choice but to temporarily avoid her and climbed over the wall.
He squatted on a nearby tree with a sour face, waiting for Luo Yujing to be driven out. However, no matter how long he waited, Luo Yujing stayed in the yard and never came out.
She sat by the well and whispered something to the woman, which made the woman wipe her tears and then hugged her and cried.
Kusheng squatted on the tree and saw the two people talking for a long time. He even saw the woman cook a bowl of noodles for Luo Yujing, and she sat by the well to eat the noodles.
“Damn it…” Kusheng held his forehead and waited. He waited for a long time before he saw Luo Yujing open the door and come out.
She looked around, probably looking for him, but when she didn't see him, she closed the door and ran out to the street. It was getting dark, and there were no people on the street, so she ran in a certain direction.
Kusheng followed her, stepping on the wall of the courtyard, holding a sword.
As expected, Luo Yujing found the Peng family in the west of the city. There was a tall white magnolia tree outside the wall of the Peng family's courtyard, with white petals falling all over the ground. She climbed from the white magnolia tree to the top of the wall and jumped into the Peng family's yard.
The poor student who followed her said to himself, "When I taught her to climb over the wall, I never thought this would happen."
He was used to killing evil spirits and ghosts, and taking Luo Yujing to climb over the wall and enter other people's homes. This made her so brave that she dared to act so recklessly alone.
The Peng family's yard was neither big nor small, with two courtyards. Most people went to bed early at this time, having finished dinner and preparing to rest. Luo Yujing squatted in the flowers of the family's house and heard the women playing cards and talking in front of the lighted hall. She waited for a while and heard them talking about Peng Yuan. One of them said that he had drunk wine and went to sleep in the back.
Seeing that they were not paying attention to this side, Luo Yujing took advantage of the night to pass by the door and ran to the back into the yard. When she stood up, someone in the hall saw a white shadow passing by outside, exclaimed, and stood up to check.
Kusheng, who was squatting on the wall, flicked his finger and a stone flew into the house, breaking a flowerpot and diverting the attention of several people in the house.
He stepped on the wall and came to the backyard with Luo Yujing. Perhaps he was lucky, there was only one room in the backyard with the lights on and the windows open. Luo Yujing looked forward and saw Peng Yuan, reeking of alcohol, lying on the bed to rest.
She climbed in through the window and saw Peng Yuan on the bed with a bruised face and nose. It was indeed the man who had spoken to her during the day. Luo Yujing smashed the clay figurine in front of the bed and watched as a black shadow emerged from the clay figurine and pounced on Peng Yuan on the bed.
Dong Xiaocha was trapped in a clay figurine by an evil magic, and she could no longer fully condense into a human form. Half of her body was human, and the other half turned into a ball of rage. When she was released from the clay figurine, the rage that Ku Sheng could not sense became clear in an instant.
What they are waiting for is the moment when she comes out of the clay figure!
The Zhuxie Sword flew in from the window like a flash of lightning and pierced Dong Xiaocha. Luo Yujing, who was standing by, knew that Kusheng would definitely follow her and that he would definitely attack her, so when she saw the Zhuxie Sword, she grabbed it without hesitation.
The hands that had carefully cleaned the Zhuxie Sword now tightly grasped the blade. Blood flowed down her wrists, staining her white sleeves bright red.
The Sword of Extermination was still trembling, trying to shake her away and kill the evil spirit behind her, but the more it trembled, the tighter Luo Yujing held it.
The bloody smell in the house made the evil ghost Dong Xiaocha go crazy, and black air penetrated into Peng Yuan's ears, nose and mouth. This timid and shy girl in her lifetime laughed, pulled out Peng Yuan's tongue with her hands, and tore open his chest... Peng Yuan woke up, his eyes were bloodshot but he could not struggle. He was trapped in the bed with his limbs twitching. He suffered great pain and torture, and watched the skin and flesh of his chest being torn open.
The sharp edge of the Zhuxie Sword cut two large wounds on Luo Yujing's palms, but amid Dong Xiaocha's giggles and Peng Yuan's painful groans, she also laughed, and that smile was brighter than ever before.
Ku Sheng squatted on the window frame, looking at her in silence. Unlike in the past when he was helpless and could only shout "hate it", at this moment Ku Sheng seemed indifferent and deep.
Looking at his eyes, Luo Yujing actually felt a slight sense of fear, but she quickly looked back firmly and exerted more force in her hands, as if telling him: This is what I want, and you can't stop me.
Without looking at the dying Peng Yuan and the man-eating evil spirit Dong Xiaocha, Kusheng stared at Luo Yujing and said, "You know, you released the evil spirit today to stop me from killing her, causing her death. This sin will be placed on you."
"It's funny. What bullshit sins? If there are sins, there are sins. I don't care." Luo Yujing sneered, "I am also a fierce ghost. I will be killed sooner or later. What does it matter if there are sins or not? I would rather be full of sins. I will kill anyone like this if I meet one!"
Kusheng jumped down from the window, walked in front of her, and under her vigilant gaze, he grasped the hilt of the Zhuxie Sword and stopped the sword from trembling: "Let go."
Luo Yujing didn't move, and Kusheng sighed: "He's already dead. This evil ghost eats people and is about to eat her blood relatives. Are you still going to stop me from killing her?"
Luo Yujing looked back and saw Dong Xiaocha lying on Peng Yuan, eating his heart like a wild beast, while Peng Yuan was already dead with his eyes wide open.
She let go of her hand and watched Ku Sheng use the sword stained with her blood to kill Dong Xiaocha.
Ku Sheng was very powerful, and it seemed that no evil spirit could escape from him. The same went for Dong Xiaocha, who had eaten a human. She was unable to escape and was pierced by Ku Sheng's sword. She turned into smoke and dissipated, losing all trace of herself in the world.
For a moment, she felt that Dong Xiaocha's hideous face turned into her own face, and finally disappeared under the Ku Sheng sword.
Standing aside and watching this scene, Luo Yujing suddenly thought that before she brought Dong Xiaocha's clay figurine here, she told Dong Xiaocha's mother that she would let Dong Xiaocha rest in peace.
Now that Dong Xiaocha had killed Peng Yuan with her own hands, before being killed by the Zhuxie Sword, did she feel a moment of peace and happiness? Did she
Putting away the sword, Kusheng turned back to Luo Yujing. She looked at the empty space, and her face, which had been smiling brightly just now, turned into her usual indifference and melancholy.
Blood was still dripping at her feet, almost forming a small pool of blood, but she seemed not to notice it at all and didn't care.
Kusheng stepped forward, picked her up by the waist, and carried her away from Peng's house. Luo Yujing lay on his shoulder, feeling dizzy from blood loss, and the bloody smell on her body overshadowed the faint fragrance on him.
Luo Yujing was taken to a nearby uninhabited small temple, where Kusheng had already placed all his belongings.
He took out the incense to comfort the soul and lit it, then took out the blood ink, held her hand, and drew a talisman on the back of her hand with the ink. After drawing the hemostatic talisman, he pasted two yellow talismans on it and then wrapped it with a cloth strip.
As he did these things, the iron knuckles on his fingers kept making clinking sounds.
Due to excessive blood loss, Luo Yujing's face was pale and her hair was black. Sitting in the dim light, she looked more like a wandering female ghost. Her sleeves and hems were covered in blood, and her expression, after the previous excitement, showed some confusion and depression.
"Just now I saw you smiling happily. Are you so happy to avenge someone?" Ku Sheng let go of her hand and said.
The bloodstained hand was trembling slightly because of the pain. Luo Yujing was stunned, raised her hand to touch her face, raised a stiff smile, and said: "I used to like laughing the most."
Her teacher laughed at her: "I see you smiling so happily every day, what's so happy about you?"
Her sister said: "When our Xiaojing smiles, she looks like a sunflower, so pretty."
She used to love to laugh, not because she was very happy, but because she had never encountered darkness.
"I am like this now. Even if my sister stood in front of me now, she wouldn't recognize me. I am sick. I won't get better, and I don't need to get better."
Kusheng bandaged her wound, and then pulled out the sword to wipe the blood off it. He rarely wiped the sword, but today the blood looked a bit glaring.
"You are different from other evil spirits. You still have your sanity. If you can take the initiative to get rid of your hostility, you may be able to live longer as a human being... Only if you have no sins can you cultivate your next life." Kusheng said slowly.
Human beings carry sins and will be reborn as fish, insects or animals in their next life. Evil ghosts do not even have an afterlife, unless they have extraordinary luck and have achieved great merits to dispel their anger and resentment, they can enter reincarnation again.
Realizing what he meant, Luo Yujing was stunned and a little flustered: "Don't you want to kill me?"
"No," she quickly shook her head, "If there is an afterlife, that would be the scariest thing for me."
She grabbed Kusheng's arm, looked at his expression, and said persistently: "No, you must kill me. You said that you would kill me after I die in a few years. Don't you have to kill a lot of evil spirits to do that?"
Ku Sheng's eyes were pitch black, with two red marks on his thin eyelids. As Luo Yujing got closer and looked into his eyes, the excitement in her heart suddenly cooled down. She recalled what he had just said and suddenly realized something.
"Let go! Your hand is bleeding again!" Kusheng pinched her wrist and said angrily, "In that case, be quiet in the future. If you do something like this again, I will not kill you, but let you become a fierce ghost and put you in the gourd so that you can't go anywhere. Do you hear me?"
Luo Yujing rarely obeyed, and nodded honestly, feeling a little overwhelmed. She said nothing more after that, curled up sleepily and fell asleep. In the quiet night, Kusheng looked at her face for a while, and stroked the sword beside him.
Her hand was injured and she couldn't do many things, but Kusheng had to cook for her and feed her.
Perhaps because of what he said before, Luo Yujing has been quite well behaved these days. She eats whatever Kusheng feeds her. When he cooks, she doesn't use that weird look to force him to wash his hands three times. Even if she eats hair...
"Pah." Luo Yujing spat out her hair and said, "Damn it."
Kusheng: “…”
A few days later, Luo Yujing asked, "I want to wash my hair."
Kusheng: "Your hand is not healed yet, let's talk about it in half a month."
Luo Yujing said nothing. She was carried on his back and started to hit his head with her head. Kusheng suspected that she wanted to kill herself.
"It's itchy if I don't wash my hair." said Luo Yujing.
Helplessly, Kusheng had to stop and wash her hair. It was a pity for him that he had never washed his hair in his life, and it was also a pity for Luo Yujing, who felt that his hair and scalp were about to be torn off by him. It was just a hair wash, but both of them felt like they had lost half their lives.
"Zombies are great. They don't need to eat, drink, or take a bath." Luo Yujing looked at Kusheng's hair, which was always so fresh and fluffy. He was dead anyway, so even if he was dirty, it was just a little dusty on the surface, just like a stone in the wild, which would be cleaned by a wash of rain.
"I'm itchy." Luo Yujing said, looking at her two wrapped hands.
Kusheng: “… No!”
Luo Yujing: "I didn't ask you to help me take a bath, I just said something."
Kusheng found that she seemed to be a little dependent on him recently, and she said sorry to him without any reason.
"Why do you say sorry to me?" Kusheng didn't understand what she was thinking.
Luo Yujing said: "You don't understand."
Kusheng: “…Damn it!”
When Luo Yujing heard him say that it was abominable, she suddenly laughed. Although it was not very bright, she didn't know why she laughed and smiled at him.