The years I was in the human world

Baili Changqing said this not because he had any sympathy for the beauty ghost, but because the other party was very powerful. Even if he wanted to kill the beauty ghost completely, it would be difficult. Now he did not bring enough people, and there was the Dongshan ghost den behind him. It was actually unlikely that he could kill the beauty ghost here.

In addition, those rescued monks are still in Rongcheng. Baili Changqing is really worried and it is not convenient for him to completely break off with Yan Gui, not to mention that behind Yan Gui is the Ghost King. Now is a turbulent time in Zhongting. If he angers the Ghost King, the consequences will be disastrous.

"Master, you are broad-minded. Wuyin admires you." The beautiful ghost had achieved her goal of instigating Baili Changqing and others to have an enmity with Zhongting. Naturally, she would not continue to tangle with them. After leaving a word, she fled into the ghost den of Dongshan and disappeared without a trace. "I will invite Master to taste the flute another day. Wuyin will take her leave first."

"Gu Yin, what are you doing?" Baili Changqing said with a frown after sending the ghost away. He saw everything Gu Yin did just now. Li Lanyin was his lover, but she was also an evil ghost. How could he disregard other people's lives just to protect her? Besides, she was the first to attack.

"I'm sorry." Gu Yin apologized, but he didn't admit his fault. It seemed that he had no intention of sending Yin Ji to the court. "Lan Yin's matter is strange. I must take her to Zhu Yao Wild to investigate clearly. I will not go with you on the way back."

After Gu Yin finished speaking, he flew away on his sword with Yin Ji, who was curled up in the lotus platform. Baili Changqing, the only person who could stop him, did not make a move.

"The Grand Elder just watched him take Yin Ji away like that?" Xiao Fengzhuo's right hand had already been broken, and when he tried to break through the immobilization spell, the reverse flow of spiritual energy had caused him to suffer considerable internal injuries. Now, he and Lu Zhouxue were leaning against each other, and they looked like brothers in distress, but he still kept his mouth shut.

"He insists on doing what he wants. I may not be able to stop him by force." Baili Changqing sheathed the sword in his hand and put it on his waist. His expression returned to the previous coldness. "Besides, Li Lanyin's identity also needs to be verified."

"There are too many things going on in the court right now, so it's not appropriate to investigate it in a big way." As if to show that he was not biased towards the evil ghost, Baili Changqing, who was not a talkative person, still explained, "Not many people know about Gu Yin's leaving the sword tomb, and he has a relationship with Li Lanyin, so it's safest for him to investigate."

"The most urgent task now is to return to the Final Court. For the Yu Zhaoping case, those injured and sacrificed monks also need to be sent back to the Final Court for processing." Baili Changqing pinched his brows, showing a little fatigue. He had only been in Rongcheng for two or three days, but he was more tired than the hundred years of seclusion and cultivation.

He had long suspected Yu Zhao's affairs, but he didn't expect that the truth was beyond his expectations. He felt distressed and helpless, but there was nothing he could do.

Yin Ji was taken away by Gu Yin, and Gongsun Wuyin also ran away. Without the big ghost in charge of Rong City, the little ghosts below were cleared out quickly. Most of the cultivators imprisoned in the basement by Yin Ji had been rescued by Baili Changqing and Gu Yin, and only a small number were transferred to other places by the Sheqing ghost.

As for Jiang Ling, who was dragged into the secret realm by the sexy ghost and had not come out since, he also appeared in front of everyone with scars all over his body after he left. It seemed that he had suffered a great deal.

When Gongsun Wuyin escaped into the ghost cave of Dongshan, he also summoned away all the evil ghosts stationed in Rongcheng. However, Rongcheng was not empty. Who could have expected that this spooky Rongcheng actually had other things besides evil ghosts.

"The remaining ones are all Yin people. They are dead but for various reasons they still retain their state before death and don't know that they are dead. They are the same kind of people we encountered in the inn before." Xiao Fengzhuo explained to Lu Zhouxue.

This is also the reason why the evil spirits in Rongcheng come in and out at any time, but these people are safe and sound. In essence, they are the same thing.

Baili Changqing quickly found the monks who were taken away by the Sheqing ghost, but when he found them, they had been skinned and hung on the pork stall, with a pale and miserable Sheqing ghost standing next to them.

Seeing Baili Changqing, the evil ghost did not hide or evade. Instead, he looked at him with a pair of slightly empty eyes with three white spots. He was not afraid at all that Baili Changqing would turn him into ashes on the spot.

"You are quite courageous. You killed someone and didn't run away. You were waiting for me to find you." Although Baili Changqing said this, he did not show any intention of taking action.

If the evil ghost in front of him was not so pale, he would actually be quite handsome. Different from the charming Gongsun Wuyin, he was tall and slender, with his hair neatly tied up, and one could see that he was in his prime when he was alive.

He forced a stiff smile at Baili Changqing and said slowly: "If I leave, who will give you the evidence to overturn the case?"

"You Rong, you actually know what happened to Yu Zhao after the Dongshan disaster, and you also know that I came here to seek redress?" Baili Changqing said.

"As a mortal, I may not know, but now that I'm dead, I can do a lot." The pain of life and death became insignificant in these words, and all that was left was the resentment of the dead souls for their powerless past. "All of those here are people whose hands were stained with blood in the old Dongshan case. I have detained their souls. One of them has been destroyed, but their memories are still intact. You can search their souls with confidence."

After You Rong finished speaking, he handed a clay statue that sealed the soul of a cultivator to Baili Changqing. At this time, a streak of paleness appeared on the horizon. You Rong held up a white umbrella in his hand to block the leaking sunlight. He raised his cold eyes from under the umbrella and said, "It's been a hundred years. I hope the Supreme Elder can end this and let the dead soul rest in peace."

After saying this, You Rong turned around and left with a white umbrella. His back looked lonely and desolate. He hoped that Baili Changqing could free the souls entrenched here, but he did not mention his own destination.

"You Rong." Xiao Fengzhuo called him, "I have indeed seen you, right?"

You Rong did not turn around, but just glanced back and said: "If you have any orders, I will fight for you."

This was an acknowledgement. Xiao Fengzhuo asked again: "When I am done with my work, these people will all rest in peace. What about you? Have you thought about the future?"

"Of course I have my own place to go." You Rong said. A demon like him with blood on his hands cannot enter the cycle of reincarnation. Even if Baili Changqing lets him go today, he may pursue him in the future. This is doomed to have no good ending. He can only take it one step at a time and see what happens.

If Monk Zhongting had not committed that killing spree back then, he would have received a generous reward from Yu Zhao, returned home, married and had children, and because of his merits in his previous life, he would have been reborn into a wealthy family after his death. He would not be like this now, full of karma and unable to have a good end.

"Don't you regret it?" This was asked by Baili Changqing. He saw the scene in the secret realm clearly, and he also anticipated what the fate of a person like You Rong should be. That's why he felt regretful and felt that it was fate that played tricks on him.

"Why do you regret it?" You Rong asked back. There was no joy of revenge on his face. He was not happy, but he was not depressed. He only had a kind of numb calmness, like dead water, without any waves. "When I was a mortal, I could do nothing when Ah Man died in front of me. Now I have become an evil ghost. In just a hundred years, I can control them as I did in the past. What do I have to regret?"

After You Rong finished speaking, he turned around and left. His white figure, like someone crying at a funeral, quickly disappeared into the corner as the night faded away.

……

A pair of white jade hands held up a Kongming lantern and lifted him up to the sky. The warm yellow light overflowed from the lampshade and illuminated half of the beautiful face behind her. Her eyebrows were long, her eyes were gentle like the moonlight, and the corners of her lips were pursed compassionately.

The evil ghost who had returned from Rongcheng did not tidy up his clothes, but came to report his mission first. Just as he was about to kneel down, he suddenly remembered that the other party did not like him to be so servile, so he stood up again, looked at the slender back and whispered: "Master."

"The moon has risen." The ghost king said something nonsensical, and his voice was gentle, not like an evil ghost, but a banished immortal. He turned around and saw that the ghost was in tattered clothes, and the exposed skin was full of sword wounds. He couldn't help but frowned, "How did it become like this?"

"Bai Li Chang Qing and Gu Yin are here." Gongsun Wuyin explained, and deliberately restrained his unruly manner in front of the Ghost King. He even looked a little embarrassed because of his disheveled clothes. He gathered his clothes tightly, trying to cover up the traces of embarrassment.

With such a beautiful woman standing in front of him, the ghost king's eyes did not show any ripples. He took off his green outer robe and put it on the ghost, saying: "Thank you for your hard work."

After doing all this, the Ghost King walked past the Yan Gui and entered the palace behind with heavy curtains. As he walked, he said, "Gu Yin took Yin Ji away. The position of the Eight Directions Ghost King must be vacant. You should promote one from below to take the place."

"Yes." Gongsun Wuyin held the collar of the green robe, which had the faint fragrance of osmanthus. "Master, since you intend to reveal the truth of that year, why did you remind Yaoguang to go back and make preparations?"

"We cannot break off relations with Venerable Mingjing yet. Even for the sake of her father, we have to give her some extra leniency." The Ghost King pushed open the door of the palace. In the middle of the empty palace, a statue of a god was enshrined. Enshrouded in the rich scent of burning incense, it was as solemn as a temple.

The Ghost King took out a stick of incense from under the altar, lit the incense stick in his hand with the candlelight, raised his hand and gently fanned away the flames, held the end of the incense stick in front of his eyebrows with both hands, closed his eyes and chanted: "The incense clouds are lingering, and I offer it to the high gods in the Cloud Palace in the upper realm, the mighty spirits of the mountains and rivers in the middle realm, the immortal officials in the Water Palace in the lower realm, and the gods of the three realms."

After saying this, he bowed three times and inserted the burning incense into the incense burner. The notorious evil ghost was actually pious to the gods: "If Zhongting is a copper wall and iron wall, the next one to suffer will be me. The Wuxiang people have become restless recently. If we don't knock us from time to time, we can't be sure that they will abandon us as pawns at any time."

"Wuxiang people?" Gongsun Wuyin asked hesitantly.

"Yes, the Wuxian people." The Ghost King sighed, looked up at the shrine with smoke curling up, and smiled sarcastically, "The race that betrayed the gods back then now wants to rebuild the way to heaven. Wuyin, Wuyin, don't you think this is just a delusion?"

……

Baili Changqing brought the remaining monks back to Zhongting. No one expected that his trip would be so quick. He returned in just three to five days, and he brought evidence with him. However, although he returned early, it did not mean that everything went smoothly. Of the more than one hundred monks who went with him, only more than ten or twenty returned, and they were all dying, looking like they would not live long.

The situation in the Seventh Gate was even more miserable. Jiang Ling himself was seriously injured, and six of his seven disciples were dead, and one was missing.

As soon as Baili Changqing arrived at the Final Court, he took the clay statue that sealed the cultivator's soul and went to the Northern Capital Court to apply for a re-investigation of the old case. Before leaving, Lu Zhouxue called him, "Master."

Baili Changqing was stunned for a moment when he heard him call him "Master", then he turned around and looked at him and asked, "What's wrong?"

Lu Zhouxue took out an old, yellowed register from his sleeve and handed it to Baili Changqing, saying, "This is a register that records all the battles in Dongshan until Yu Zhao was detained. It may help you to overturn the case."

"Thank you." Baili Changqing's eyes lit up. Everything requires the presence of both witnesses and physical evidence. He was just worried that he had no physical evidence and didn't know how those old foxes would try to make trouble with him. Then Lu Zhouxue brought it to him. He took the registration book and was about to leave, but Lu Zhouxue stopped him again.

"This registration book was given by You Rong. After all, he is an evil ghost. If people knew about it, the effectiveness of the registration book would be greatly reduced." Lu Zhouxue added, looking at Baili Changqing without blinking, "I hope Master will keep the origin of this registration book a secret."

"Of course, I will say that I found it myself." Lu Zhouxue's words made sense, and Baili Changqing naturally agreed. He looked at the two slightly embarrassed people in front of him, and said, "I have summoned a doctor to treat your injuries. You two can go back to Phoenix Terrace and wait."

"Thank you, Master."

"Thank you, Supreme Elder."

The two bowed and said in unison. Baili Changqing nodded: "Go."

Lu Zhouxue and Xiao Fengzhuo changed their route and returned to the Phoenix Terrace. Before they reached the palace gate, they saw from afar a handsome young man holding a pretty little girl standing there, waiting eagerly. When she saw Lu Zhouxue, the little girl struggled to get out of the young man's arms, and rushed towards him with her short legs, calling sweetly, "Mom."

Children are always soft and beautiful. Lu Zhouxue looked at the clever and well-behaved Kong Qing and couldn't help but soften his expression. He squatted down to catch the little girl who rushed over, patted her head and said, "Why are you here?"

"My brother brought me here." Kong Qing said, turning back to look at Ye Jin behind him. The latter stepped forward and said with a smile, "I heard from the Grand Elder that he would come back a long time ago, so he brought Kong Qing here to wait. The two seniors are really quick, and now they are here."

Xiao Fengzhuo appeared from behind Lu Zhouxue, raised his left hand which was not so badly injured, rubbed the little girl's hair, and said with a smile: "Okay, little girl, you can act like a spoiled child later. Your mother is injured, let her go in and rest first."

"Are you hurt?" The little peacock widened her eyes, and her eyes were instantly wet. She held Lu Zhouxue's hand and walked towards the Phoenix Terrace, saying in a childish voice, "Mom, does it hurt?"

Hearing this, Ye Jin also looked over with concern. Lu Zhouxue shook her head and said, "It's just a minor injury, it's nothing serious."

"Senior, how could my little sister call you mother?" Ye Jin hesitated. When Kong Qing called him that time, he thought he had misheard. Kong Que called him again, and Ye Jin was sure that he had not misheard. It was just that the little girl was ignorant and called the wrong person. Why did Lu Zhouxue and Xiao Fengzhuo also respond to the mistake? "Kong Qing, don't call me that randomly. Call me uncle."

"It's not that she can't tell the difference, she just can't change it. Why do you care what she calls you?" Xiao Fengzhuo said with a smile, bending down to look at the little thing on the ground, and like a magic trick, he took out a sugar snowball and fed it to the little girl, coaxing, "Isn't it? Little Peacock~"

"Compared to me, you look more like her mother." Lu Zhouxue jokingly leaned against the door frame with her arms folded. There was no expression on her face, but it was obvious that she was in a good mood.

"If this little girl really calls me mother, it's not that I won't accept it." Xiao Fengzhuo didn't expect that he was so thick-skinned. He didn't even feel ashamed when Lu Zhouxue teased him. He even took over the conversation and asked Kong Qing as if seeking agreement, "Right, little girl?"

Lu Zhouxue chuckled and glanced at the outline of Xiao Fengzhuo's chest. His muscles were not as knotty and ugly as those of a blacksmith, but had beautiful lines. The tight black clothes made him look plump and his figure was just right. "If Kong Qing was younger, she could not only call you mother, but also call you a mother worthy of the name."