Chapter 504: Chapter 496: Picking on the Weak?
"Come on, take action if you can!"
He Shou was utterly cowardly.
It’s not that he thought about letting his friends face danger while sparing himself. If he was facing just some hoodlums, he could have swung his fists, but what was in front of him was an Evil Ghost!
After all, everyone has their specialties. Qin Liuxi, with her Mystic Sect background, is definitely better suited to handle such inconceivable beings than he. Just look at the talisman he’s wearing; wasn’t it made by her?
So even though He Shou felt a bit ashamed, he still threw her under the bus.
He firmly believed that Qin Liuxi had a way.
Sure enough, as soon as the Evil Ghost heard his words, her neck twisted 180 degrees and she looked towards Qin Liuxi, immediately captivated by the bellyband in her hand, and charged towards her without a second thought.
"Give it back to me, return it to me!"
He Shou has an Amulet which she dared not approach, but she couldn’t move this person in front of her?
The Evil Ghost’s pent up frustration and rage urgently needed an outlet, her resentful energy enveloping Qin Liuxi, her hands turning into claws, aiming for her face.
"Are you picking on the easy targets?" Qin Liuxi chuckled lightly.
She didn’t seem to do much, just raised her hand and grabbed the Evil Ghost’s claws.
Others didn’t think much of it, but the Evil Ghost herself, let out a wail more tragic than before, her soul body nearly faltering, as she sensed an even more terrifying presence from Qin Liuxi; the ghost claws she grabbed felt as hot as if they were melting.
The Evil Ghost was in agony, what soft target? It was more like a hard one made from a meteorite from outer heaven!
"Spare me, Master, spare me." The Evil Ghost started crying pitifully: "Woo woo, you all bully ghosts too much!"
Her cries were so soft and fragile, even as a ghost, she looked particularly pitiful, stirring sympathy mixed with a fetching enchantment.
Qin Liuxi let go, sizing up her pretentiously pitiful crying, and said, "Have you practiced this crying?"
Her appearance didn’t look very serious.
The Evil Ghost paused in her crying, looking at Qin Liuxi aggrievedly and coquettishly, then glanced at the bellyband in her hands again, and complained softly, "That belongs to me."
Her voice was tender enough to melt hearts.
Qin Liuxi shivered, staring at her: "What kind of ghost are you? How long have you been dead?"
The Evil Ghost paused, "Who is the Emperor now?"
Qin Liuxi mentioned the current era under Da Feng.
The Evil Ghost covered the corners of her eyes, crying, "It has been so long, by that count, I have been dead for fifty years."
"So, you’re an old ghost!"
Evil Ghost: "..."
She choked up because of Qin Liuxi’s words, unable to cry at all, she retorted, "When the previous Emperor ruled, I was the top Oiran, Yiqiu, at Yunxian Building. At the night I was chosen as Oiran, countless men came with gold and treasures just to make me smile, I..."
"Stop! I don’t want to hear about your romantic encounters. Just tell me, why haven’t you reincarnated after so many years of being dead? Are these clothes what you wore when you died? Were they stripped from you?"
Yiqiu’s gaze fixated on the camisole in her hand and spoke through gritted teeth, "Indeed. It was a group of tomb raiders who stripped it from my dead body."
Qin Liuxi, seeing the karma on her, half-squinted his eyes and asked, "How many people did you kill?"
Yiqiu’s eyes dodged, she hesitated and said, "I didn’t mean to, they deserved to die. They not only dug up my grave and stripped off my most intimate camisole, but they also did despicable acts. I didn’t do anything, just scared them, they died from their own uneven distribution of loot and got frightened to death."
She mentioned this, glancing at He Shou.
He Shou tensed up, saying, "I did nothing either, just admired the camisole a bit. I knew nothing about where this thing came from, I thought it was legitimately obtained when I acquired it."
Yiqiu snorted.
"Evil ghost, killing doesn’t require you to lay hands on them yourself. You scared them and thus built a karmic bond; although they were at fault first, good or bad, light or severe, this karma will be recorded in the Merit and Demit Record," Qin Liuxi said, "You still haven’t answered, why haven’t you reincarnated after being dead for so long? Did you miss the Ghost Gate or something else? Seeing your appearance, you must have been young at your death, how did you end up dying so early?"
Yiqiu was stunned for a moment and suddenly became agitated, saying, "I was killed by someone. They poisoned me and that’s not all; they also used soul suppression nails to seal me in the coffin, which is why I haven’t been able to reincarnate. I can’t let it go, I want to kill them, I want to seek vengeance for the hatred, kill!"
She spread her arms, her resentment grew strong, her hair flying, her eyes bloodshot, a perfect image of becoming an evil ghost.
Ding Yongliang and He Shou hugged each other in terror.
Qin Liuxi gave a flick of his sleeve, "Cut off your resentment in front of me, pull it back."
With a burst of energy coming, Yiqiu winced from pain, her fiery demeanor was beaten back to its original form, as she looked at Qin Liuxi, her expression mixed with grievance and pity: "You, young Heavenly Master, are truly ruthless."
"You have been dead for decades without seeing the outside, unaware of how harsh real Heavenly Masters can be. Just with your kind as a ghost who has harmed people, if you met those righteous Heavenly Masters, they would have scattered your soul long ago, not letting you stay safely with this chubby scholar. Let alone, posing provocatively in front of a Heavenly Master."
Chubby scholar, He Shou: "..."
I am only a bit plump!
Qin Liuxi asked again, "Who harmed you?"
Yiqiu spoke through gritted teeth, "It was Lou Huqing’s wife, Madam Yuan. She poisoned me."
Not knowing who Lou Huqing was, but Ding Yongliang immediately revealed, "Lou Huqing is the former Dean of the Imperial Academy. I remember his wife came from the Yuan family of Qing Province. Mr. Lou is an extremely upright person, harmoniously loving with his wife, with mutual affection beyond doubt. And his mother, Madam Lou, has been a devout follower of Buddha and performed many good deeds throughout her life. Are you sure you’re not mistaken?"
Yiqiu, grinding her teeth, replied, "I died early and unjustly, how would I know if he was the Dean? When I knew him, he was just a scholar who loved romantic scenery and drawing amorous pictures. This camisole, it was he who specially sought it and gifted it to me, asking me to wear it for painting. He even claimed he wanted to take me as a concubine. His wife, far from a good person, seeing Lou Huqing bewitched by me, became jealous. Pretending to redeem my indenture, she poisoned me with a cup of wine in another residence and used the soul suppression nails to nail me inside the coffin, hoping I’d never transcend."
"Lou Huqing didn’t know?"
Yiqiu revealed a cold smile, "Brothels are always a stage of pretense, I didn’t completely trust him. But when I was redeemed, I couldn’t help but feel a bit joyful. Given a choice, who would want to be tasted by thousands? Little did I know it was the road of no return. That surname Lou, even if he knew Yuan killed me, what then? He just ignored the life of a brothel woman, discarding it as if it were nothing. That Madam Yuan hypocritically made a grave for me, but it was just to suppress me! The worst part is, after killing me, she could still smile and ask Lou Huqing if he wanted to marry a virtuous woman, she’s not as good as she appears. Just you watch, one day, I will make her pay with her life."
Far in Shengjing, a kindly old lady knelt on a cushion, her face full of horror as she saw her Buddha Beads in her hands suddenly break and scatter across the floor, her heart pounding wildly.