Fox Demon Crossing

No one knew exactly when it started, but rumors about her began to spread in the village, saying that she was unfaithful to her husband and seduced men. The descriptions were so detailed that it seemed as if the men had seen it with their own eyes.

Even her mother-in-law spoke ill of her.

No matter how she defended herself, in the end, even her newlywed husband began to suspect her, even though she had done nothing. That night, the two had a fierce argument, and her husband said a lot of hurtful words. In anger, she chose to commit suicide to prove her innocence.

She thought that doing this would end everything and prove her innocence.

But she was wrong.

In the eyes of others, her behavior was more like suicide out of fear of crime, and those people slandered her even more unscrupulously, as if she had really committed an unforgivable crime. In the end, her body was simply rolled up with a straw mat and buried in a pit dug in the back forest without even a tombstone.

One can imagine how much pain she felt inside.

At this moment, Jin Renfeng didn't know how to comfort her. While he was silent, the ghost bride seized the opportunity and disappeared without a trace in an instant.

The reason why they did not choose to launch a sneak attack was entirely because the equipment on Jin Renfeng was too overbearing.

She felt that if she confronted him head-on, she would probably be killed.

The Maoshan jade pendant hanging on Jin Renfeng's body, his robes, peach wood sword, Bagua mirror, whisk and the magical instruments that have been blessed by the ancestors' magic power for many years, let alone the little ghost who has just taken shape, even a fierce ghost with a thousand years of cultivation would have to take a detour when seeing his magical clothes.

Jin Renfeng pondered for a long time and whispered: "Although your experience is very tragic, good and evil will be rewarded in the end. Their faults will be judged by the judge after death. I can't let you kill innocent people indiscriminately."

In any case, the ghost bride nowadays kills people without blinking an eye, even children of a few years old are not spared, and he cannot watch her slaughter the entire village.

……

The lights in the village chief's house are bright at this moment.

Inside the ancestral hall, the old village chief sat on a chair, rubbing his head, his face full of fatigue.

"Dad, that woman has been dealt with by the master, why do we still have to stay here to keep watch?" The young man, who looked quite honest, was confused by the old village chief's behavior.

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This young man is the only son of the old village chief and also the groom of the ghost bride Liu Ya.

"Then let's stay here for one night. I feel a little uneasy. I always feel that something will happen tonight." The old village chief frowned slightly, with an ominous feeling deep in his heart.

"Dad, you just think too much."

"That woman is the same. She is still restless even after her death."

"Humph, it's all your fault. Others may not know, but you don't? Do you know what those jealous women in the village look like? Your mother is shallow and doesn't understand these things, but you should understand, right? I think this is your destiny. When this matter is over, I will find you a wife. Ruhua from the next village is pretty good. She has a curvy figure and is easy to give birth to. You can farm your one acre of land in peace and don't think about running around anymore."

"Dad, that Ruhua looks like a yellow-faced woman and is so fat that she is almost as big as a water tank. It makes me feel upset just looking at her." The young man looked unhappy.

"Humph, you can't control yourself even if you look good. They all look the same when the door is closed after dark."

Unexpectedly, the young man retorted: "I just said a few words to her casually at that time, but she actually hanged herself. I regret it now."

Veins bulged on the old village chief's forehead. He sat on a chair, tightly gripping his cane. He was completely disappointed with his son.

He had no idea what the problem was.

"Dad now regrets sending you to study in the city." The old village chief said in a heavy tone.

In the past, he sent his son to a big city to study and learn knowledge with the dream of his son becoming successful. Now, he has learned a lot of knowledge, but does not know how to behave in society.

But after all, he was his only son.

What can he do?

Suddenly, a scream was heard outside, and the faces of both the old village chief and the young man changed suddenly.

"Dad, it sounds like Mom's voice!" the young man shouted anxiously.

"Damn it! Didn't I send her to her uncle's house? Why did she come back again?"

The old village chief's eyes were erratic. He immediately stood up and said with gritted teeth, "You stay at home and don't leave. I'll go see what's going on."

After saying that, he walked quickly to the door, opened it, looked at the silence all around, and told his son to lock the door from the inside and not to open it unless he gave the order himself before he came back.

"understood!"

A lazy reply came from inside the house, and it sounded like the warning was not taken seriously.

The young man sat where the old village chief had just sat, crossed his legs, curled his lips and muttered, "This old guy is just worrying too much. No, I'm determined not to marry that Ruhua. There are many beautiful girls waiting for me in the city, and any of them is much better than her."

He seems honest, but actually he has a lot of bad intentions. It is precisely because of this honest and simple image that he won Liu Ya's heart.

Otherwise, a young lady from the city would not marry into their family even if her father had died.

Not long after, there was a knock on the door.

"Open the door, open it quickly."

It was his father's voice that came from outside the door. He did not stand up, but picked his fingers and responded helplessly: "Dad, the door is not locked, you can just push it and come in."

But after he finished speaking, the knocking on the door continued.

"Alas, it seems that he is old and his hearing is not very good." He pouted, but finally got up and slowly walked to the door. While preparing to open the door, he said, "Dad, a friend of mine who returned from studying abroad said that there is something called hearing aids in foreign countries. Do you want to sponsor some money so that I can ask him to buy one for us?"

"I tell you……"

The moment the door was opened, the man was stunned for a moment, then his face was filled with fear. He screamed, and when he stepped back he accidentally tripped and sat down on the ground.

Regardless of the pain, the man shouted in horror: "Xiaoya, aren't you dead? Save me, Dad, come and save me!"

The person outside the door was not the old village chief, but Liu Ya who had turned into a ghost bride.

She was wearing a red wedding dress, with her tongue sticking out long. The ghost bride's eyes were filled with resentment and malice. She floated in the air and slowly drifted into the house.

Suddenly, hundreds of yellow rays of light shot out from the tablet on the altar, hitting the ghost bride directly and forcing her back half a meter.

At this time, the man finally reacted, dragging his gun while crawling to the altar, shouting loudly: "Ancestors, save me!"

This is the ancestral hall of their village. After the death of their Li ancestors, the villagers would set up tablets here and accept incense offerings.

On previous occasions, their family had managed to fend off the ghost bride’s attacks by hiding in the ancestral hall, forcing the ghost bride to shift her target and attack other people.

Another round of yellow light attack came. When the ghost bride saw the groom so close, her resentment instantly intensified and she released a large amount of ghost energy. Many tablets fell down under the impact of this ghost energy, and only some of the tablets at the top could barely withstand it.

The man immediately realized that the situation was not good. He fell to his knees and begged heartbreakingly: "Xiao Ya, I was wrong. I know I was wrong. When I saw your body, you know how much pain I felt in my heart."

"I know you've never done anything wrong to me. I was drunk that day, and Li Xiaoer and the others instigated me to say those hurtful words to you. I really didn't mean it, Xiaoya, you must believe me."

"Youlang~"

"I understand." The ghost bride seemed to have really forgiven him, but then she pounced on him viciously and screamed with resentment: "Youlang, I will take you away now!"

"what--"

"No, help—"

When Jin Renfeng rushed to the scene, she saw the groom lying on the ground with a pale face, dead from fright. It was obvious that he was frightened to death.

Jin Renfeng said nothing more. He picked up the Bagua mirror and pointed it at the ghost bride. A golden light instantly shot towards her.

The ghost bride had no intention of dodging and was directly enveloped by the golden light. Her ghost aura gradually dissipated under the golden light. The ghost bride couldn't help but let out a low and painful groan, but she still had no intention of fighting back.

Jin Renfeng vaguely understood something and looked at the groom lying on the ground. It turned out that this was the ghost bride's heart knot.

At this moment, Jin Renfeng put away the Bagua Mirror. The ghost bride was so weak at this moment that she could hardly maintain her spirit form.

"Why didn't you resist?"

Jin Renfeng asked: "If you do this, your soul will be scattered and you won't even have the chance to reincarnate."

The ghost bride replied: "My heart is dead."

She saw through the true face of the man she once loved deeply and smiled sadly: "Master, have you ever experienced the feeling of being let down by someone?"

"He was not outstanding among my male classmates, but he gave me a very reliable feeling."

"I have three older brothers and my father has only one daughter, so they all doted on me. Until one day, my father passed away, and the three brothers fought over the family property and even discussed marrying me off, simply because I also had the right of inheritance."

"They have changed, become so strange..."

Jin Renfeng took out a jade plaque. On the front was a Taoist priest holding a sword, and on the back was a big "Ling" character.

This is the highest-level jade order of Maoshan. It is said that it was jointly created by the three founders of Maoshan, the Three Mao Zhenjun. The front is carved with Shangqing Lingbao Tianzun, and the back is an imperial decree. Maoshan has only one such piece, and it is usually enshrined on Maoshan.

After his ancestor's efforts, he was allowed to take the jade token down the mountain and use it as a magic tool to protect the way.

"Please ask the Taoist Master to issue a decree to open the gates of hell!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a shadow of a portal more than three meters high appeared out of thin air. This was one of the abilities of Yu Ling, which could quickly open the gates of hell. There was no need to set up an altar or ask the ancestors for help like other Maoshan Taoists to open a corner of the passage leading to the underworld.

……

Night, Wangjia Town.

"It's dry and dry, be careful with the candles!"

A night watchman was walking on the street, beating the gong and reminding pedestrians to be careful. The old man was over 70 years old, with a head full of white hair, but he was in good health and walked with a steady and powerful pace.

Suddenly, a cold wind blew.

The old man couldn't help but tremble and muttered, "What kind of weather is this today? Is it almost autumn? I should finish my work and go home to sleep early."

Before he finished speaking, the old man's pace quickened significantly.

"Excuse me, old man, do you know where Taoist Qianhe lives?"

"Master Qianhe?" The old man responded subconsciously: "The charity cemetery three miles away from the town..."

"Wait... who? Who's talking!?"

The old man felt a chill on his back when he noticed something was wrong. He looked around the deserted streets and couldn't help swallowing. "Is this an illusion? Did he drink too much?"

He wasn't sure.

At the same time, Jin Renfeng, who had found out the address of his master, sat upright on a paper sedan chair. Five ghost soldiers dressed in Qing Dynasty soldiers' uniforms carried the sedan chair half a meter in the air and were speeding out of the town.

A journey of three miles only takes a moment.