Zhongtu Changtai is a city and county adjacent to the northern border.
Whether overtly or covertly, the tranquility here will be broken contrary to the past.
Qiong Yi sat in the Little Foot Shop and slowly sipped the rough tea in the earthen bowl, as if it was some kind of fine tea.
She took a sip of tea and swallowed it slowly. Her fingers lightly traced across the table without leaving any trace. The string of silver bells tied around Hao's wrist trembled for no apparent reason, but did not make any sound.
Qiong Yi concentrated his attention, but heard someone at the table on one side say:
"Have you heard? The Jiang family in the south of the city has something happy to do!..."
"I've heard it before! Miss Jiang is getting married, and the person getting married is Young Master Li from the Li Mansion. People say that Miss Jiang is extremely beautiful, and Young Master Li is very tall. People say that this is a great couple. A perfect match made in heaven and earth.”
"The two houses of Jiang and Li have posted that they will get married the day after tomorrow!"
“You’ll have to go and be happy then!”
Qiong also put down the tea bowl, tea foam circled in the bowl, and listened to them continue:
"But, I heard that the married Miss Jiang is not the direct daughter of the Jiang family. She seems to be an adopted daughter?"
"I don't know this."
"You don't know? Then I have to tell you! This young lady was married, and her surname was Ye. She was Mrs. Jiang's mother-in-law. I don't know what happened to her family, but she was taken to the Jiang Mansion. Since she was called to the Jiang Mansion, But the master loves her and the wife likes her, and she soon became the real lady in the house!"
"Tsk tsk...what a good life..."
Qiong also lowered her eyes, not paying attention to the evil thing kneeling at the door of the Little Foot Shop, but the thing insisted on kneeling under the scorching sun, and its remaining soul was burned by the sun until it was annihilated, taking her with it. All the souls inside are frightened by it.
She sensed clearly that it was a soul, a living soul that was about to lose its soul.
Qiong Yi sighed and thought to himself, this is a special visit, but he is very busy again.
She stood up, and the white jade pendant on her waist that was shaped like a lily of the valley slipped from her knees to her waist, swayed twice, and made a crisp sound when it collided with a string of silver bells.
"Store, check out."
Lifting her feet and stepping out of the store, Qiong Yi stared at the living soul in front of her and remained silent for a long time: "...Miss Jiang?"
The pale living soul bowed weakly and bowed: "Please, immortal, save me..."
*
Two days later, Jiang Mansion.
In front of the door, red silk is hung high, and gongs and drums sound.
Qiong Yi stood behind the lively crowd, looking at the gate of Jiang Mansion, fingertips stroking the nabell hanging on her waist.
The front door of Jiang Mansion was surrounded by people giving gifts and weddings. It was like a crowded place. She came here not just for fun, but because the wedding was closely related to the living souls who appeared that day. She was entrusted by others to come here specially. Probing.
Qiong is not an ordinary person. She is a monk who transforms the souls of the dead during her travels in China and leads the souls to rebirth. Although she deliberately keeps her name anonymous, she is still famous in the Middle-earth world. She is just an evil person who hears her name but does not know her appearance. It is called the soul-crossing person.
That day, outside the Little Foot Shop, she met Miss Jiang, who was a ghost.
The living soul was kneeling on the ground, dressed in plain clothes, with black hair hanging down, and came one by one in front of her:
"My name is Jiang Zhiruo. I am the only daughter of the Jiang family in the south of the city."
"I was poisoned by a villain. Ye Tinglan, the Ye family, took away my identity, took possession of my family, and forced me to death."
"I died with hatred. I knew very well that ghosts turned into filth, so I couldn't hurt anyone. I was afraid of my brother's life, so I had to come to you for help."
"You are the immortal who transforms the souls of the dead and brings them back to life. Please help me, save my brother!"
Jiang Zhiruo's soul is already almost transparent, and she is afraid that if she exposes it to the sun for even half a stick of incense, her soul will disappear and she will die forever.
Qiong Yi shook his head gently and passed her hand away: "Get up, Miss Jiang." She pulled Jiang Zhiruo up and said: "I am not an immortal, I am just a soul-transferr who travels around the world."
Crossing the soul means to save the dying soul, to turn obsessions into reality, fulfill long-cherished wishes, and go to the afterlife.
Jiang Zhiruo frowned, her eyes were red, and her tone was almost as low as the dust: "Please have mercy... help me, please..."
Qiong Yi half-closed her eyelashes, adding a shadow to Yun Zi's eyes.
"I don't want to save myself..." Jiang Zhiruo put her hands in front of her and bowed deeply to her, "I just ask you to save my brother. He is the only person in this world that I can't let go... As long as he is safe and sound. Yu, even if I don’t die, I will have no regrets..."
Qiong Yi pinched her brows. As a soul transferer, she often encountered troublesome cases such as injustice and injustice. She thought she was used to it.
Seeing her silence, Jiang Zhiruo bowed even lower.
Qiong Yi thought for a while and said, "Get up first."
One person and one soul found a remote and dark corner, and Qiong Yi mobilized his true energy to comfort Jiang Zhiruo's soul. The bells on both wrists were ringing crisply, and the pure white light was dotted like falling snow.
"Okay." Qiong Yi accepted the gesture and said: "Miss Jiang, the living soul can only stay in the human world for seven days. If you want to stay longer, you will have evil thoughts and turn into evil ghosts. Today, it has been It’s the fifth day since your death.”
"I guess you passed away due to illness. Your soul is already weak and must not reappear under the sun."
"Thank you Miss Qiong Yi." Jiang Zhiruo nodded in response, thinking about the number of days she would be left on earth, and suddenly froze in place: "...the day after tomorrow is the seventh day..."
"Yes." Qiong Yi didn't notice anything strange about her, "At noon the day after tomorrow, the Yang Qi is the strongest. If you haven't entered reincarnation by then, you will be out of your mind."
The day after tomorrow is the day when Jiang and Li get married.
At noon the next day, it was the time when Ye Tinglan, who had replaced her Jiang Zhiruo, and the young master of the Li family came to the church to get married.
Qiong Yi realized it later and sighed in her heart: Ye Tinglan was really vicious if she really planned to marry the person she once loved when Jiang Zhiruo was dead and soulless!
Qiong Yi, who was never good at comforting others, patted Jiang Zhiruo on the shoulder to express her comfort.
"Thank you Miss Qiong Yi for your kind comfort. I don't want to feel sorry for him anymore." Jiang Zhiruo pursed her lips and smiled softly, with a bitter look on her face. "My parents are partial to Ye Tinglan. No matter the right or wrong, they won't listen to anything I say. They just treat it as... It was my fault……"
"The only person in the Jiang family who treats me well now is my brother Jiang Conglan."
"He has been pampered since he was a child. Although he has a bad temper, he is a good and responsible boy at heart. He is willing to stand in front of me and protect me when thousands of people look down upon him... As a result, as a sister, not only can I not help He, on the contrary... actually caused him to be criticized..."
After Jiang Zhiruo finished speaking, she covered her face and sighed.
"Miss Jiang, since the disaster was caused by others, there is no need to take the blame on yourself." Qiong Yi's voice was soft and soft, like spring breeze passing by the ears and silk wadding blowing on the face.
Jiang Zhiruo gritted her teeth and nodded: "...Yeah."
She added: "When I was looking for a girl today, you came in a hurry and knelt down to rescue me. It was unbecoming. Because when my brother came to burn incense at my grave this morning, he swore to heaven that he would avenge me..."
"He knew that I was killed by Ye Tinglan. He said, he said..." Jiang Zhiruo's face turned pale: "He said that he would sacrifice Ye Tinglan's blood to me on the wedding day."
"I can't let him take his life because of me!" Jiang Zhiruo's voice trembled: "That way, his life will be ruined... He should live peacefully..."
"I appeared as a soul. He couldn't hear me or see me. I didn't know how to stop him. The wild ghost on the mountain kindly showed me the way, and then I found you..."
Jiang Zhiruo said sadly: "So, please help me, Miss Qiong Yi, to stop him and prevent him from making a big mistake..."
"Isn't it the fault of Ye Tinglan that you are like this now? Since ancient times, killing must be punished with life, and good and evil are reincarnated." Qiong Yi smiled, twirled his knuckles several times around the red rope hanging the jade bell lily, and half There was a flash of murderous intent in the lowered eyes that made Jiang Zhiruo gasp, "It would be a good thing to finish her off."
Jiang Zhiruo was shocked: "No, you can't! I..." She paused: "Although I hate her, I hate her for being liked by everyone in the house, and I hate her for bullying me, but killing someone should never be tolerated. My brother Conglan will do it!..."
"You have a good temper." Qiong Yi crossed his arms and said calmly.
Jiang Zhiruo lowered her head and pursed her lips. She begged several times, but never got a response from Qiong Yi. She felt anxious and cautious in her heart, and she didn't know what to say for a long time.
Qiong Yi rang the silver bells on her wrist, and one of the bells jingled. She said, "I will decide whether to help you or not." A wisp of snow-white and blurry soul floated out from the bell, and Qiong Yi ordered Said: "Protect the Dharma for us."
The soul responded, hovering beside them.
Jiang Zhiruo looked at her with some confusion and listened to her say: "Miss Jiang, I will use my psychic skills to share your feelings. If Ye Tinglan is really what you said before, I will consider helping you."
Spiritualism is often used to communicate with living souls and communicate with living ghosts in order to regain the memory of the subject.
Jiang Zhiruo heard what she said and nodded quickly: "Okay, okay...Thank you, girl."
There was a faint white light on Qiong Yi's fingertips, and the jade bell orchid she wore on her waist buzzed softly. Jiang Ruozhi put her palms up and suddenly fell into the falling clouds. When she opened her eyes again, it had become another scene. , it was the day she first met Ye Tinglan.
