The gloomy and crazy Master is drooling over me

Sheng Qing didn't seem to care about being photographed. Instead, he tightened his posture and said in a somewhat cold tone, "Go on, what is the other party's identity..."

Taozhi was frightened by the cold and ruthless look, and then she instantly knocked her head to the ground, not daring to raise it again, nor dare to have any ulterior motives.

"He... He is Wang Lang, the son of the Minister of Revenue, and also the registered disciple of the Imperial Master. He has committed rape, murder, and lust, and is capable of all kinds of evil. Please redress his injustice, Master." She knocked her head repeatedly.

Yu Mian didn't care about the Minister of Revenue, but paid attention to the so-called "national teacher".

Most of the imperial masters in the mortal world hold official positions such as the Imperial Astronomical Observatory, and are responsible for correcting the calendar time of the year, the spring planting and autumn harvest seasons, and the changes in solar terms in different places.

Occasionally, droughts and floods are predicted, which can help the country avoid disasters and seek good fortune.

But the national master mentioned by the female ghost made her feel something was wrong. After all, it was rare to find a national master who could draw simplified talismans and also had a demonic aura.

"Who is the national teacher?" Yu Mian asked.

Taozhi knelt down and recalled. Perhaps because he was already dead and his soul was incomplete, his memory of the Imperial Master was very vague. There were only a few points. "The Imperial Master was an immortal from Jiamu Country. He protected Jiamu Country for nearly three hundred years. He could turn rivers and seas upside down, ride on waves, fly into the sky, and do everything he could!"

"Master Imperial Master is the most important benefactor of our Jiamu Nation."

After hearing this, Yu Mian roughly guessed that this so-called national teacher was a cultivator who could live for more than 300 years and his cultivation was at least in the Golden Core Stage, because he could not live that long when he was in the Foundation Establishment Stage.

He is just a Jindan who came to the mortal world with thin spiritual energy to be the imperial teacher. He has been doing this for more than 300 years. It is possible that his cultivation has not improved at all, which is almost like imprisoning himself.

What is he planning?

"Do you know who is behind Qingfeng Pavilion?" Yu Mian asked finally. Looking at the other person's expression, she knew that she would not get any useful answer no matter how much she asked. It would be better to capture the son of the Minister of Revenue and ask him.

Taozhi shivered and shook her head. The soul-gathering talisman in her body lost its effect, and she began to gradually transform into a pool of soul liquid, ready to infiltrate this beautiful fireworks building, waiting for death to come.

She thought she could earn some soul power on this trip, but she was greedy and ended up with almost equal gains and losses. She still didn't have the chance to avenge herself.

She hates it, hates it!

Seeing that her soul was gradually becoming unstable, Yu Mian raised his hand and drew a soul gathering talisman and stuffed it into her body.

These are human souls, that is, the souls among the three souls and seven spirits that are originally meant to remain in the human world and eventually dissipate.

The heavenly soul returns to heaven, and the earthly soul returns to earth. When the road of reincarnation is opened, the human soul will gather again, and the three souls will combine into one step to be reborn.

Therefore, she was unable to help the other party open the door to the underworld. However, this female ghost had a tendency to turn into a fierce ghost. If she was really let go, it would cause uncontrollable karma in the future.

"Do you want revenge?" Yu Mian thought for a moment and asked.

Taozhi, who was lying on the ground and whose consciousness had been pulled back by the spirit gathering talisman, nodded frantically. The reason why she did not disappear into nothingness was, firstly, because she had died a sudden death before her time came to an end, and secondly, because the overwhelming hatred was condensing her body.

In the past, whenever the other party came here, he would rush forward to bite him like a moth to a flame, but was beaten back again and again by the immortal things on his body, so that his soul became more and more scattered, and finally his mind became unclear.

The only thought left was to kill the other person.

Now that he has come to his senses, he wants revenge even more.

"Please help me, sir!"

Yu Mian sighed softly, "Even if you could have existed for decades, would you be willing to die countless years earlier if you seek revenge?"

"Please help me, sir! I just want revenge!"

"Okay." Yu Mian raised his hand and grabbed it, using Sheng Qing's method to condense the soul into a soul bead, walked towards Wang Lang, and then put it towards his forehead.

The round soul bead, with a shrill and painful wail, drilled straight into the top of the head.

Resentment will be repaid with karma.

In this way, she cannot turn into a ghost to harm people, and can only haunt her enemies and creditors until they disappear like herself.

Yu Mian let go of his hand, and Wang Lang, who was sitting in his seat, suddenly felt his head go cold. The bone-chilling feeling seemed to cover the back of his head, causing a neuralgia that made him instantly hold his head and slam it against the table.

"Brother Wang! What's wrong, Brother Wang!"

"My head... hurts!" Wang Lang started rolling around instantly, spilling the food and wine all over the floor. The originally respectable look on his face became somewhat lewd and ferocious, and his eyes were fixed on Miss Qiuju.

He climbed over the table without hesitation and grabbed the person.

The originally elegant and poetic drinking party suddenly turned into chaos. Three or two people stepped forward to stop each other. The courtesan stood up and retreated again and again, hiding frantically.

Yu Mian watched the farce from the side, and when he felt it was enough, he cast a spell to stop his misbehavior. When Wang Lang finally recovered, he found that there was chaos around him, and he was holding a piece of cloth from Qiu Ju's body in his hand.

He was a little frightened and didn't know what was going on. He reached into his arms and found some broken charcoal paper inside.

No, he must have been possessed by an evil spirit, Master!

Master, save me!

He immediately pulled up his trousers which had not been loosened yet, ran out of the brothel without looking back, and wanted to find his master the imperial teacher that night.

In my mind, a familiar female voice sounded, "Master Wang~ Hehe~ Do you still remember me?"

"You have been murdered so miserably. I will dig out your brains, cut your heart, liver, spleen and lungs into pieces, and see if they are black..."

"Wuwuwuwu... You don't know how much I love you!" Taozhi's voice echoed on his scalp again and again, and the sound of nails scratching his skull made him feel like his scalp was being torn apart.

He ran very fast, even at night.

Because he was going to stay overnight at Qingfeng Pavilion, he asked a carriage to pick him up tomorrow morning. At this moment, he was stumbling on his feet, looking like a madman, mumbling "Save me, save me..."

Taozhi was originally his favorite courtesan and he had a lot of fun with her, but Wang Lang didn't expect that she was pregnant. Not only did she not abort the baby, she even dared to threaten him to marry her.

How could he marry a prostitute!

I was scolded by my father that day and wanted to relax, but I didn't expect to encounter such a bad thing.

In a rage, he killed the person, hastily wrapped her in a mat and buried her, but he didn't expect that she would get entangled with him.

At this moment, he was a little panicked and didn't know which way to go. As he ran, he felt that the surrounding environment seemed to have not changed. No matter where he walked, there were still the same houses and roads, and the bright moon in the sky was shining straight down on him.

He was a little mentally broken and knelt down in a trance. He saw a handsome young man in white clothes appear in front of him.

"Did the master send you to save me?" He was so frightened that he became incontinent and his trouser legs made a dripping sound.

Yu Mian took a half step back with some disgust, and blew out his soul with the Soul-Separating Fan, grabbing the woman's face that was attached to his head in his hand. After asking him the questions he wanted to ask, he stuffed it back into his hand and left.

They have to deal with their own karma.

After getting the answer he wanted, Yu Mian looked towards the imperial city. The moonlight was just right tonight.

It's a good time to visit the palace again...