Li Chengzhou lay peacefully in a wheelchair with a smile on his face.
Jiang Lin knew that it was pointless to torture the body of such a madman, so he simply killed him.
He waited for a while, and a gray light emerged from Li Chengzhou's body, and a translucent gray shadow stood up in a daze.
This is the human soul.
If you ignore it, after seven days, the ghost with soul-locking powers will come and arrest your soul.
Jiang Lin raised his hand and threw out a bead, collecting the soul inside.
During the whole process, those delicate beauties knelt quietly on the ground, like emotionless puppets.
They are indeed no different from puppets.
Dolls are made of inanimate objects. The difference between these "beauties" and dolls is that they use the bodies of living people.
It's just a body without soul and mind.
That old Taoist priest really deserves to die.
Jiang Lin looked at the place with disgust. Everything about this place made him feel sick.
When he arrived at the courtyard, the fighting there had already ended.
Zong Yu found a rope from somewhere, and used one end to lasso the four people like leading sheep, while holding the other end in his hand.
When he saw Jiang Lin, his eyes lit up and he asked, "Have you solved your problem?"
Jiang Lin nodded: "It's solved."
He looked at the four people on the ground and said, "Leave the old Taoist to me, and throw the other three out after destroying their cultivation."
Several people showed horrified expressions when they heard this.
Not to mention the old Taoist priest, the other three who were willing to work for the wise king were not good people.
They have made too many enemies in their lives, and they can only live in peace and without worries by relying on their own strength to stick together and have the protection of the Prince Xian's Palace.
If I were to be thrown out with my cultivation destroyed, and if those old rivals found out... it would be more painful than death.
They couldn't help but want to beg for mercy, but Zong Yu glared at them and said, "Shut up! If you open your mouth, I'll beat you to death right now!"
When he really gets angry, he is still very scary, especially since several people have just witnessed his fighting strength.
The four of them shrank like quails. Huaiyin took care of the matter of wasting their cultivation. Zong Yu carried the old Taoist priest out of the Prince Xian's Mansion as if he was carrying some waste.
That night, countless people in the capital saw thunder falling from the sky, hitting Prince Xian’s palace heavily, and a raging fire broke out in the palace.
No one knew what kind of fire it was, and ordinary water could not put it out.
By the time the emperor in the deep palace got the news and invited the alchemist to go, the entire Prince Xian's Mansion had almost been burned down.
Half of the people in Prince Xian's mansion died, and the other half were safe and sound in the fire.
What’s scary is that under the layers of ruins, there are piles of “corpses” that were not burned by the fire, all of them are rare beauties.
Among the onlookers, someone exclaimed: He recognized one of them, it was the daughter of a wealthy neighbor who had been missing for two years.
Soon, beauties were recognized one after another: they were all people who had died or disappeared in various "accidents" in recent years.
All these people died in Prince Xian’s Mansion!
Rumors spread that the fire was a punishment from heaven, sent to expose the true face of the wise king.
The wise king looked at the bright and upright people, and secretly, he didn't know how many lives he had killed.
Jiang Lin ignored the rumors behind him, and the three of them returned to the small courtyard under the cover of night.
Jiang Jin looked at Jiang Lin expectantly - at the moment when the virtuous king died, she felt as if something heavy was being peeled off her body.
The culprit who killed him finally died.
Jiang Lin took out the Soul Gathering Orb in front of him and said apologetically, "Ah Jin, this man is a lunatic. If I take revenge on him while he's still alive, I don't think I can do him any harm. So I'll finish him off first."
He summoned the spirit of the wise king.
The newly dead soul is still confused and knows nothing.
Jiang Lin gave him a flash of light, which made him wake up.
The virtuous king regained consciousness and looked at Jiang Lin in front of him. He lowered his head and looked at himself standing there. He asked happily, "Have I become a ghost?"
He stood up.
He remembered something and reached out to touch his face, but was stunned - there were still bumps and potholes there, and he knew without looking that they were horrible winding scars.
"Why is there still a scar!" he exclaimed angrily.
Jiang Lin smiled slightly: "It's not just the scar, Li Chengzhou, becoming a ghost is a new beginning."
He stretched out his hand and slapped Li Chengzhou hard on the head. Li Chengzhou's relatively slender body was beaten into a ball. He screamed in pain, and his soul recovered like a spring.
Jiang Lin released the green-clad female ghost he found in the villa. As soon as she came out, her eyes fell directly on Li Chengzhou.
Li Chengzhou panicked and shouted, "Why is this happening? Shouldn't I be stronger than everyone else?"
What answered him were everyone's malicious smiles.
Jiang Lin said calmly: "Repay grievances if you have them, and take revenge if you have vengeance. Don't hold back, he's already dead, don't be afraid of being tortured to death."
Jiang Jin and the green-clothed female ghost cheered and rushed forward.
The next day, someone knocked on the door of the quiet courtyard.
Huaiyin opened the door and saw Mrs. Jiang.
Jiang was a little surprised to see Huaiyin: "Miss, does Jiang Lin live here?"
Huaiyin nodded: "Come with me."
She led Jiang into the house, and Jiang Lin had already walked out: "Aunt."
Jiang looked at Huaiyin: "This girl..."
Jiang Lin smiled and said, "She is the same as me."
When Jiang heard this, there was some pity in her eyes when she looked at Huaiyin.
How could such a beautiful girl die at such a young age
Huaiyin:
Madam, I think there is something wrong with your eyes.
But she didn't dare ask more and turned away.
Jiang asked Jiang Lin: "I heard about what happened in the Xianwang Mansion. Was it you who did it?"
Jiang Lin admitted it.
Jiang's expression was complicated: "So, the virtuous king is the culprit?"
Jiang Lin nodded again.
Jiang sighed, "I am useless. You and your sister were murdered, but I can't even help you. You have to take revenge on yourselves."
Jiang Lin smiled and said, "Aunt, you don't have to be like this. You are good enough."
He looked at Jiang: "Can I ask Auntie to do me a favor?"
Jiang moved out of the Taoist temple and moved into a small courtyard.
She knew that there was probably no normal person in the entire yard, but she was not afraid.
When Jiang Jin's first batch of farming results came out, Jiang took over the kitchen work and cooked for them.
Qin Ling came over and apologized to Jiang Lin with an apologetic look on his face.
He told the truth: he was indeed picked up by his master when he was a child, and his master was attracted by his natural pure yang body.
It happened that his master was about to die at that time, and he captured an old monster that had been doing evil for many years, but couldn't find a place to seal it.
He sealed the monster in Qinling's pure yang body, left a few traces of consciousness in his mind, and died suddenly.
Qin Ling grew up stumbling along the way. After the seals on his spiritual consciousness were broken, he found the cultivation method and magic weapon left to him by the old Taoist priest, and practiced on his own.
Because of the monster sealed in his body, he accidentally became immortal. Although he looks young, he is already more than 200 years old.
However, due to this special body, he seldom makes friends and rarely goes to crowded places. Even though he is over 200 years old, his interpersonal character is not much better than that of a 20-year-old.
Qin Ling spoke to Jiang Lin apologetically, "The power of that monster is getting stronger and stronger. I can no longer contain it. In the past two years, his consciousness has occasionally emerged and dominated my body."
Perhaps, one day, the monster will completely control his body.
Qin Ling thought secretly: If that day really comes, he will find a way to drag the monster down with him and die together.
Jiang Lin finally understood why Qin Ling sometimes gave him such a strange feeling.
He said, “It’s not your fault.”
Qin Ling's eyes sparkled: "Can I still be friends with you in the future?"
Jiang Lin nodded: "If it's you, of course you can."
Zong Yu frowned and looked at Qin Ling. Although the Taoist priest looked a little more pleasing to the eye like this, he still didn't like him.
Huaiyin stood aside and looked at his expression, and asked in a low voice: "Master Xiaozong, don't you like this Taoist priest? I don't like him either."
Zong Yu looked at her and asked curiously, "Why don't you like him?"
Huaiyin replied: "He likes you, sir!"
She is now Jiang Lin's spiritual plant and always stands on Jiang Lin's side.
Although this Taoist priest looks good, he is too weak.
Not worthy of sir.
Zong Yu's eyes widened: "He... likes Jiang Lin?"
Huaiyin was a beauty who was used to seeing the world of romance, so she nodded naturally: "Of course, the way he looked at you, sir, was full of admiration."
Zong Yu:!
No wonder I always dislike this Taoist priest!