Wang felt dizzy for a while, and then an extremely real picture appeared in her mind.
There are a total of two people in the picture, one is a Taoist priest with a childlike face and heavy hair, and the other...
Surprisingly, it was her husband Wu Gui!
Her husband, who had always been strong, was now in tears, kneeling in front of the old man, kowtowing and begging bitterly.
The old Taoist in front of her husband also felt familiar to her. When she thought about it carefully, she realized that it was the old Taoist who had nurtured her husband. She had met this old Taoist before the couple got married.
"Master, why do you want to kill my wife? Please let her go... If my wife has offended Master, please punish my disciple! My disciple is willing to die in my wife's place!"
"What's the use of killing you? Are you a pure yin body? Will you have strong resentment after your death?"
With a cold look on his face, the old Taoist scolded: "We, the cultivators, seek the path to immortality, how can we be bound by the love of our children! Chi'er, do you really think that you two are destined to be married for three generations? If I hadn't fallen in love with her back then, She is a pure yin body, how can I let you marry her!"
The husband's crying stopped suddenly, and he raised his head in disbelief: "Master, could it be that you and I are destined to be married..."
The old Taoist smiled coldly: "It seems that you have understood. Yes, from meeting to getting to know each other, to getting married, it was all the master's careful planning.
I repeatedly told you to treat her well in order to make her devoted to you, so that in the end you could kill her with your own hands!
Only in this way can she breed the resentment needed to transform into a corpse demon and become the nourishment for me to practice the "Zombie Transformation Technique"! I have been preparing for this for five years and will never allow even the slightest flaw to happen! "
"Stand up and follow what I just told you. Go home and kill your wife. Then cut her body into thousands of pieces and throw her into a mass grave on the hill behind the academy!"
"Master, please forgive me for being unfilial, but I cannot promise you! You saved my life, and you can take it away at any time, but if you want to hurt my wife, I will never agree!"
The husband looked determined and wanted to get up. Halfway up, a ball of green energy suddenly enveloped his palm, mixed with the sound of wind and thunder, and he suddenly raised his hand and slapped the old man on the lower abdomen!
The old Taoist was caught off guard and was slapped in the lower abdomen by her husband. However, her body only trembled slightly, but the expression on her face did not change at all. She just stared at her husband with cold eyes and said without any fluctuation in her voice: "You You are such a good disciple of mine. For the sake of a woman, you actually want to kill the master who raised you."
As she spoke, a cloud of black energy emerged from Lao Dao's body and enveloped her husband in an instant. The next moment, her husband's expression became extremely painful and his body twitched violently.
"Master, don't even think about using the ecstasy method to control my body. Even if I die, I won't let my wife turn into a corpse demon!"
The husband tried his best to squeeze out the words through his teeth, and then slapped his chest with a palm. Immediately, all his internal organs were destroyed, and he fell to the ground bleeding from all his orifices, and he was no longer alive.
"Hmph, you think that since you are dead, my master can't turn her into a corpse demon, and she can survive? You are so stupid. My stupid disciple, my master's corpse Gu is just to prevent you from not doing so. Obedient, specially refined."
The old Taoist looked at her husband's body and sneered, took out a red beetle from his sleeve and put it into his mouth.
As the beetle entered the husband's body, the dead husband got up again and stood in front of Lao Dao with blank eyes. The corpse was completely controlled by Lao Dao.
As the old Taoist touched her husband's eyebrows, the husband's body changed into an angry expression. He picked up the ax on the ground and hid it in his sleeve, and strode towards the direction of her home...
The picture in his mind ended here, but Wang, who was holding the beetle, did not come back to his senses. Instead, he stood frozen in place like a wooden man, with his soul out of his body.
Conspiracy, a carefully planned conspiracy...
Mrs. Wang never expected that the acquaintance, love, and marriage between herself and her husband would all be a conspiracy carefully planned by an old Taoist priest!
She and her husband, trapped in the vortex of conspiracy, are like a joke. Even the life and death of the two people are played by the old master.
After a period of sadness and anger, a trace of happiness actually rose in her heart. Fortunately for her, her husband had never let her down!
If she had listened obediently to the old Taoist priest and came to kill her, her husband would have survived, but he would rather give up his chance of survival and fight to the death with the old Taoist priest than harm himself...
After a while, Ms. Wang lowered her head in silence, held the beetle in her hand, her eyes were clear again, and she looked into the beetle's blood-red eyes. Two lines of tears couldn't stop falling from her eyes.
Looking at the beetle in her hand, Wang's eyes were filled with the image of her husband Wu Gui, and the warm images of her past time together with her husband could not help but come to mind.
Her husband had never let her down. Even after his death, his soul was attached to the beetle and stayed with her. However, he was restricted by the old Taoist priest's spell and could not leave his corpse and come to tell her the truth. .
Poor her husband, he can only hide in the body of a beetle, enduring the sun, wind, heat and cold...
A sweet and distressed feeling came to her heart. With tears in her eyes, Wang looked at the beetle in her palm. Suddenly, her eyes were in a trance. Through the blood-red eyes of the beetle, she once again saw her husband's gentle smile. , this smile is still as warm as the spring breeze...
Seeing her husband's smile that could melt the ice, Wang smiled with tears in her eyes, and the resentment in her body gradually melted away. Along with the resentment, there was also a thick fog covering the mountains.
At the same time, seeing Mrs. Wang crying and laughing at a beetle, as if she was crazy, Zhang Xiu muttered in a low voice: "A good person, how can he be crazy when he says he is crazy..."
When Mrs. Wang heard Zhang Xiu's low murmur, she realized that there was a living person beside her. She glanced at the door and said, "Sir, the fog outside has dispersed. Along the road in front of the door, You can return to the academy by walking straight west. Before it gets completely dark, take Mr. Zhao and go back quickly."
Seeing that she was back to normal, Zhang Xiu breathed a sigh of relief, and then asked curiously: "Hey, didn't you just get along with Zhao Ji? Why do you want to drive him away now?"
"I……"
After the resentment in her heart dissipated, Mrs. Wang had regained her rationality and no longer wanted to suck the man's yang energy.
Seeing Zhang Xiu's puzzled expression, she couldn't help feeling ashamed and embarrassed, but she was also ashamed to explain to Zhang Xiu. She gritted her teeth and said, "Because I did the immortal dance, and now I don't want to do it anymore!"
After saying that, she felt dumbfounded for a while. She was forced to admit that she was the one who performed the Immortal Dance. She was probably the only female ghost like her in history.
"..."
Zhang Xiu was stunned, and his expression suddenly became weird. He opened his mouth, but before he could say anything, he suddenly heard a cow's cry "moo" not far away.
Looking up, he saw Zhao Ji motionless in the grass nest where he was lying, as if he was asleep. An old scalper pointed his butt towards Zhao Ji's face and was beating his cheeks rhythmically with his tail.
"Old Huang, I'm here!"
Zhang Xiu waved to the old scalper in surprise, then quickly came to it, stretched out his hand to stroke its head: "You old guy, you just came here now, if you come a little later, I will I can’t make it in time for the academy’s midnight snack!”
"Moo——"
The old scalper rubbed Zhang Xiu's palm affectionately with his head, and glanced at Mr. Wang casually with a pair of clear and bright bull's eyes.
With just this glance, Wang instantly felt a fear coming from the depths of his soul. He froze on the spot and his body trembled slightly uncontrollably.
Immediately afterwards, the old scalper lowered his head and shook his head slightly, seeming to signal Zhang Xiu to ride on him.
Zhang Xiu smiled and patted its neck. He glanced sideways at Zhao Ji who was sleeping next to the weeds. He shook his head helplessly and said, "Oh, why did he fall asleep here..."
With that said, he put the unconscious Zhao Ji on the old scalper's back, and he also rode on it. He turned his head and said goodbye to Mr. Wang who was standing at the door and did not dare to move: "In this case, let's say goodbye. In addition, I I’ll give you that little cutie. Seeing that you really like it, you two will have each other’s company from now on!”
After saying that, he turned around and rode the old scalper slowly westward.
The moment Zhang Xiu finished speaking, Wang suddenly felt as if an invisible shackle had been lifted from her body, and her whole body became much more relaxed.
Just when she was confused and confused, her husband's gentle voice suddenly sounded in her ears: "Stop looking, we have to leave quickly."
Mrs. Wang turned around in surprise and saw her husband's ghost appearing in front of her. She was filled with excitement and said, "My lord..."
The husband smiled and held her hand, looked at Zhang Xiu's back, and said with gratitude: "Thanks to this young master, the moment he gave it to you, it became a corpse. By removing the ownerless thing, my soul is freed from the restrictions of the corpse poison."
"He speaks the Constitution of Heaven and follows the law. This young master is not a scholar, he is clearly a living god!"
After that, he held Wang's hand tightly, looked at her affectionately, and the couple walked side by side into the night.
