The forbidden love between a ghost and a villain

Hua Wuxie sighed softly and said slowly:

“There is no cure for the disease of a dead heart.

Unless we find his underlying problem, there will be no chance of survival."

Wen Yu looked at the sword in front of Li Chengze and called out:

"Little black!"

Xiao Hei appeared in front of Wen Yu as expected. Wen Yu did not expect that Li Chengze's sword spirit would respond to him.

Tears welled up in Xiao Hei's eyes. "Please save my master..."

"What happened to your master?"

Xiao Hei baba told Wen Yu and Hua Wuxie what had happened.

"What did you say?"

Hearing that Shen Menghun had dissipated, Wen Yu and Hua Wuxie were also shocked.

But we can't just leave Li Chengze alone now. "Let's take him back to Wenjiabao. Maybe my parents will have some ideas."

A month later, Wenjia Castle.

There was silence in the wooden house in the forest. The autumn wind blew, blowing up the fallen leaves and making a rustling sound.

Li Chengze sat quietly outside the wooden house platform, his eyes empty and lifeless.

Looking at the rolling mountains in the distance, motionless, as if integrated with the world.

He was thin, pale, and his white clothes looked particularly loose.

The whole person exudes a dead air, like a walking corpse.

Wen Yu and Hua Wuxie stood aside, looking at Li Chengze's appearance, their hearts filled with worry and helplessness.

Although Li Chengze had been given the best life-extending medicine from Wenjiabao, but...

"Junior brother, you have been like this for a month.

Even if the fairy sister came back and saw you like this,

She will be very sad too. Please cheer up.”

Wen Yu sighed and tried to comfort Li Chengze, but when the words came to her lips, she didn't know how to continue.

Hua Wuxie gently held Wen Yu's hand and said softly:

"Leave him alone."

Wen Yu nodded and stopped talking, just silently accompanying Li Chengze.

In the distance, servants from Wenjiabao came and went, but no one dared to approach the wooden house.

They all knew that Li Chengze had become like this since he came back from Luoxia Mountain.

It was as if he had lost his soul, like a living dead.

The afterglow of the setting sun fell on Li Chengze, casting a faint golden glow on his pale face, but it could not dispel the gloom on him at all.

He still sat there quietly, like a sculpture, and no matter how time passed or the world changed, he could not be awakened.

In the technologically advanced underworld, Shen Meng's soul, even in the soul pool that nourishes the soul,

There is no improvement. The three souls and seven spirits are now only one soul and three spirits. If I am not careful, my soul will be shattered.

Yan Wang wore a pink baby dress today, which made her skin look even whiter.

But at this moment, she was frowning, shaking her head, and said to Shen Meng in the soul-nourishing pool:

"Your soul has been severely damaged. If you want to reincarnate, you'll probably need a new body."

As the King of Hell finished speaking, the plump Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva beside him nodded and said in a childish voice:

"Yes, you have already dissipated all your merits. We can't just stand by and watch you like this and do nothing about it."

As he spoke, he also compassionately chanted "Amitabha".

Even Zhong Kui, who usually had a stern face, shook the two little balls on his head and agreed:

"Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva is absolutely right. We will not leave you alone."

When Jinbao, Yuanbao, Yinbao and Xiaopantao were at Luoxia Mountain, they followed the King of Hell to the underworld.

Shen Meng, who was weak in their soul-nurturing pool, couldn't help but show a worried look.

Jin Bao anxiously wanted to touch Shen Meng, but was blocked by an invisible force.

"Owner……"

Jinbao let out a mournful cry, tears glistening in the skeleton's eyes.

Yuanbao and Yinbao also started sobbing, and little Pantao cried even more sadly.

Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva's compassionate gaze fell on the four little guys and slowly asked:

"Are you willing to sacrifice yourselves to save your master?"

Jinbao, Yuanbao, Yinbao and Xiaopantao were startled when they heard this, then they reacted.

"We do!"

The four little guys answered in unison, their voices firm.

Shen Meng's eyes were moist, "No..."

She was choking with sobs and before she could finish the rest of her words, she heard the four little ones say.

"Master, let us do one last thing for you."

Just like that, Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva slowly raised his right hand and muttered something.

The golden light gathered in his palm and gradually formed a ball of light.

The light ball emits a soft glow, illuminating the entire space.

In the light, a brand new body frame slowly emerged, crystal clear, as if carved from white jade.

The red skull's gold treasure made a crisp cry and turned into a red light.

It is integrated into the body frame and becomes a solid skeleton.

The body of the Plum Blossom Demon Yuanbao exudes a faint fragrance, transforming into countless tiny meridians.

It is spread all over the body, connecting every inch of bones and flesh.

The body of the mermaid Yinbao shone with silver light and turned into fresh flesh and blood.

Attached to the bones, it makes the body fuller and more vital.

Finally, the little peach turned into a beating heart, flashing pink light.

It embedded itself into the chest cavity, injecting vitality into this new body.

Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva put his hands together, chanted some magic words, and golden light enveloped the body.

The light gradually faded, and the body became smaller and smaller.

Finally, it turned into a baby, lying quietly in the light.

The baby's face looked peaceful, as if he was in deep sleep.

The light shrank again, and the baby's body gradually shrank.

Finally, it turned into a small dot of light and merged with Shen Meng's broken soul.

"A person of merit," Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva continued in a childish voice.

"This is your new body. After reincarnation,

It can be considered as their good fortune.”

"Okay, little girl," Zhong Kui's voice sounded,

"As long as you drink Meng Po soup and nourish your soul,

After a few hundred years, you will be able to reincarnate.

Do you have any other wishes?"

Shen Meng thought about it, then asked:

"Li Chengze, how is he?"

Upon hearing this, the King of Hell snapped his fingers, and the Eighth Master appeared behind him.

"Go and see how that guy is doing."

Mr. Ba flashed and disappeared on the spot.

When he appeared again, he was beside Li Chengze.

He looked at the lifeless Li Chengze, shook his head, and flashed back to the underworld.

"Report to the King of Hell, Li Chengze is on his deathbed and will not live long."

Shen Meng's heart suddenly tightened, and her soul began to fluctuate violently, flickering unsteadily.

Upon seeing this, Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva immediately took action to stabilize Shen Meng's soul:

"No! You must not let worldly matters sway your mind now!"

"I didn't know it would be like this..." Shen Meng's voice trembled.

"If he continues like this, he might die. Can you...can you give him some hope of living?" She looked at the King of Hell pleadingly.

The King of Hell sighed, "Well, all right! I'll tell him. You should drink the Meng Po soup now."

"Yes. Please!"

Shen Meng knelt down and kowtowed to the King of Hell.

Then he took out the fluorescent bottle of Mengpo soup and drank it in one gulp.