l, but it is very deadly to ordinary people without cultivation… If you don’t have some cultivation, you will be caught, killed after being caught, and then dragged away.”Master Huqing frowned and sai...My brother may not have much experience with women, but he's definitely comfortable. He's not the type who gets flustered and rushes into things just because a pretty woman shows him attention.

He has a clear understanding of relationships, not indulging in pleasure nor pretending to be aloof. He does everything according to his mood.

Such a man is more difficult to seduce. Even Changjing, who has experience, hit a wall.

Bai Wu Chang narrowed his eyes and looked at my brother: "Hmm Brother, this talisman of yours is really quite interesting..."

What

I turned back hastily. At the edge of my brother's rumpled collar, there was a small patch of coppery light.

Under the indoor lights, Mu Jia's inconspicuous copper charm lay perfectly under my brother's collarbone.

“It's an heirloom amulet, I've worn it for years, it must be very effective.” He smiled and put the copper bāguà symbol back in his clothes, close to his body.

This copper amulet really has some history to it. Jiang Qiyun previously thought this copper amulet was quite effective at warding off evil spirits and breaking curses, even capable of shaking and destroying barriers.

"Seventh Uncle, are you acquainted with this female ghost" My brother asked.

Bai Wu Chang curled his lips into a smirk and nodded curtly.

He was more "approachable" when he wore his loose, flowing robes. This incarnation looked terrifyingly cold.

“This female ghost, when I arrested her back then, it took me quite a lot of effort… hee hee… Because she did too much evil, she was sent to the depths of Yin Mountain and could never be reborn… Unexpectedly, she could devour a small demon and escape to the Demon Realm. This time, she ran from the cracks in the Demon Realm back to the human world… Don’t think that just because many demons surged into the world at that moment, I didn’t see you…”

He crouched gracefully on the ground, reaching out to grab Chang Jing's hair and pulling her face up.

That face was flushed crimson, swollen a full inch wider than usual, like a demonic mask lay beneath the skin.

“Haw haw haw haw… Bai Wu Chang… Haw haw haw haw… You, now, are no match for me… You celestial beings of the underworld, bound and shackled, always worried about karmic tribulations, Humph…” Chang stared fiercely at Bai Wu Chang with bulging eyes.

Bai Wuchang chuckled coldly, leaned close to the female ghost's face, and said in a low voice: "I told you before, about you... I see once and destroy once! If you honestly stayed in the depths of Yin Mountain until you turned to dust, that would be fine... Since you dare to appear again between the yin and yang realms, I won't let you off easily... Oh..."

I glanced at my brother. Bai Wu Chang rarely showed his emotions, so it seemed he had a deep connection with this female ghost.

“That…Seventh Uncle, since this is your grudge, we won’t interfere…Xiao Qiao, let’s go upstairs and take a look. This smell of blood came from upstairs…” My brother hurriedly pulled my sleeve, signaling for me to follow him.

"Oh…" I glanced back at Bai Wu Chang.

He chained Changjing's neck, and Changjing rolled on the floor in pain from her burns.

"Mu, Mu classmate..."

A shaky shout stopped me in my tracks.

Looking back, beneath the blood-stained face, eyes filled with tears, he reached out a hand towards me and wailed, "Mu classmate... save...save me... they...they hurt me..."

"You—" I was momentarily at a loss for words.

Is Chang Jing not dead

Those possessed by the Blood-Faced Ghost King were invaded by sinister energy but did not die immediately. The Blood-Faced Ghost King remained on his believers, using them as tools.

"Mu, Mu classmate.... they two conspired... hurt... hurt me... Save me... I... I don't want this..." Changjing's face flushed, her skin almost about to burst. One more glance felt terrifying.

"You... you have too many karmic obstacles from sexual misconduct, otherwise why would they harm you" I blurted out.

"Mu Tong... That, Zhong Lanlan is not normal... She's sick, and this ghost came to me... I'm innocent... Please save me, okay, woo woo woo..." Chang Jing covered her face and cried loudly.

I felt a pang of sympathy. Four years ago, I witnessed the Blood-Faced Ghost King possessing my father with my own eyes. I also saw it possess other people. Although my father was saved, he was gravely wounded. The others who were possessed weren't so lucky; they all met horrible ends.

"Little Qiao," my brother slapped me and frowned, "How did your husband teach you Don't listen to ghost stories! Who knows if this is Changjing, or that female ghost trying to manipulate your sympathy"

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I truly feel for her. If Chang Jing were still alive, she could have saved someone.

Even if we can't save them, we can't just completely ignore them, right

"Come on, we have to save people, there's still one upstairs." My brother pulled me up the stairs without a word.

"Bro, Chang Jing should be still alive..." I said to my brother in a rush.

"She's alive, but I feel like she's close. ...But her body is stiff, and I vaguely saw bruises...I don't know if it's livor mortis..." My brother said with a frown.

Those bruises must be aftereffects from her liposuction, I wondered. By the time I came to my senses, my brother had already pulled me upstairs.

The second floor was pitch black, the metallic tang of blood thick in the air.

We opened the door as indicated by Ah Da and Ah Meng. Borrowing the light from outside, we saw a person lying on the imperial couch by the window.

The nude body, white as petals, lay exposed in the dim light. It was a sight that made one shudder. Beneath the empress's chair, there was a creature resembling a tumor with its face. Its head was grotesquely large while its limbs were thin and mouse-like. It was cowering on the ground, lapping up the blood that dripped from somewhere above.

Tick tock… tick tock…

The sound of blood splattering on the floor was subtle yet eerie.

Changjing told me before that she heard dripping water at home in the middle of the night, but when she got up to check, she didn't find any leaks.

This is probably not a leak, but rather the man by Chang Jing's side feeding blood to this...this plump demon in the middle of the night.

We stood at the door, the dimwitted little monster intently eating blood, seemingly unconcerned with anything else.

And from the stairwell behind us, a woman's ghostly voice roared: "Bai Wu Chang... I won't let you get away with this — hee hee hee hee... I know 'she' has returned to the cycle of reincarnation! I know! Hee hee hee hee... I won't, let go, of you..."

We both put on a show of indifference, but our ears couldn't help but perk up!

The grudge between Qiyē and this female ghost doesn't seem like an ordinary vendetta!

This female ghost is too powerful, she actually dared to threaten the Seven Kings, and she's so arrogant.

Ba Wu Chang's cold laughter echoed, "… Since you've been reborn into this world, you should take a good look… This world has changed drastically, it's no longer the old order. In this era of decline, even immortals and gods are rarely worshipped, let alone someone like you… a useless… thing… right Si Man… Princess…"

Si Man...... Princess

I caught the gist of it, and my brother seemed to have too. He was about to whisper something to me when that silly, fat little demon in the room suddenly lifted its head and grinned at us— done poorly, their anger has nowhere to be vented and they just lash out at the sorcerer.So, the unspoken rule within the circle is to "look at the yang and not the yin." Monks generally avoid engagi...