If you don't give up, I'd like to be your adoptive father.

Chapter 445 Fierce Ghost
The mountains are rocky and the vegetation is dense.

The night wind blew with a whimpering sound, blowing away the withered and decaying grass stems, revealing half of a skull with empty eyes.

As you walk through the area, you can see all kinds of corpses.

Some were wrapped in rotten straw mats, and some were wrapped in burlap.

Those who are treated the best can wrap themselves in a quilt.

Over time, the mats, sheets, and quilts will rot, taking the corpse along with them, and all kinds of insects will burrow around in them.

The smell is not strong, it is winter and the wind is strong.

As the north wind blows into the valley, it will bring up tiny bits of phosphorescent light among the pile of bones, blue and green, like the eyes of ghosts.

In fact, there aren't many ghosts here.

Perhaps there were ghosts who lingered there, but the City God and the Land God are not there to sit around and do nothing.

While Aunt Liu opened her eyes wide and looked around, Xiaoyu didn't stand there in a daze.

Her eyesight is far superior to Aunt Liu's, but her "experience" is not as good as hers.

Aunt Liu seemed to know very well where the "unfortunate beauty" would be thrown.

Xiaoyu was still searching carefully on the outskirts. Aunt Liu seemed to be able to smell something. She made many detours, crossed the rocks that looked like evil spirits' teeth, and stopped at the edge of a small woods.

Because there are too many exposed rocks, although this place is barren, the grass and trees are not connected.

Seven or eight pine and cypress trees grow together in a disorderly manner.

They may have existed for some years, but they grow on the mountains where the soil is shallow and the land is barren. The thickest of them is only as thick as a bowl and seven or eight meters tall, like a deformed, sick ghost.

There is a conspicuous bed of green among the gray-brown tree trunks and withered yellow weeds.

A corpse was wrapped in a lake green high-grade silk cotton quilt. Although the face and body could not be seen, a head of messy black hair was exposed.

"Xiao Fengxian, don't move, let me do it."

Seeing Xiaoyu's eyes reddened and her hands on the hilt of the sword, Aunt Liu hurriedly said: "You are too excited now, the sword energy may leak out and scratch the body inside.

Let me untie the quilt and see if it is peony first."

After comforting Xiaoyu, Aunt Liu quickly walked to the corpse, squatted down, and skillfully untied and broke the hemp rope tied to the quilt.

The quilt was wrapped tightly and the rope was also tied tightly.

Aunt Liu is also a "Zhenyuan Realm master" who has practiced immortal martial arts.

Even if you can't untie a tangled tangle of hemp rope, you can still break it.

"Aren't you good at helping the dead to rest in peace? Read a few volumes of the 'Head-turning Sutra' for her first, and I'll go to the city to find a good coffin. After I carry it back -"

Aunt Liu hadn't finished her words when she tore all the ropes and opened the quilt.

She was just about to move her head closer, intending to push aside the messy hair covering the corpse's face for a closer look, when the "person" lying under the quilt moved.

She raised her stiff and cold arms at lightning speed.

Aunt Liu was busy talking and her reaction was slow, so she was strangled by the neck.

Aunt Liu screamed, "Oh my god, there's a ghost, it's a zombie, there's a ghost~~ ah~~~"

While screaming, Aunt Liu instinctively mobilized her true energy and wanted to struggle violently.

"Don't move, let me do it!" Xiaoyu walked over quickly and gently tapped Aunt Liu on the top of her head with one hand.

It was obviously a very light slap, but it caused the thick and pure Hunyuan Qi in Aunt Liu's body to collapse like a castle made of sand.

Her body was limp and she had no strength to struggle anymore.

The two ghost claws that grabbed her neck were growing nails quickly. Under the pale skin were black meridians. The nails were long and sharp, like small daggers, which had pierced Aunt Liu's flesh and blood was flowing.

"Ho ho ho~~~~" Aunt Liu was breathing with difficulty, her expression was painful and terrified.

"You are too excited now. Your true energy may burst out and harm Sister Shaoyao's body."

Xiaoyu comforted her with a few words, then lowered her head to touch Sister Shaoyao's cold and hideous face.

Shaoyao was naked, and there were wounds of varying sizes everywhere from her face to her body.

Her face was bruised, purple and black, her nose was broken, and two of her visible teeth were broken.

His lips looked like they had been bitten by a wild beast. Not only was the skin broken, but a piece of flesh was also bitten off and bloody.

His body was covered with scars, clotted blood, and filth.

She is not just faking her death now.

Sister Shaoyao is so filled with resentment that she has turned into a ghost.

A ghost more ferocious than those in "The Corpse in the Mountain Village" and "Sadako".

She pinched Aunt Liu's neck and opened her eyes. Her blood-red pupils were empty, numb and full of resentment.

The once pretty face was now purple and swollen, looking hideous and terrifying.

"Girl, wuwuwuwu, girl, you are so miserable~~I'm sorry, I'm useless, wuwuwuwu, I failed to protect you, girl, you are so miserable~~~"

When Fat Moler saw the evil ghost Shaoyao, he burst into tears.

"Whoohoo~~"

The cold wind seemed to have grown little hands, scrambling to plunder the heat and yang energy from the living.

If a ghost stood at a distance and watched, he would see that the mass grave looked like a "bonfire" was lit.

The bonfire was burning brightly, glowing and emitting heat. The flames shot up two or three feet into the sky, illuminating a large area around it. This was from a ghost's perspective.

The ghost’s bonfire represents a cold and gloomy aura, and the “glow and heat” in the ghost’s eyes represents the spreading of gloomy aura.

If people stood at a distance and watched, they would see a fierce black aura rising from the forest.

The wind was howling, and it seemed to be mixed with the cries of ghosts. Xiaoyu and Aunt Liu could no longer be seen in the woods.

The surrounding rocks, grass and woods also became hazy, as if falling into another world.

"Sister Shaoyao, it's me. I'm Xiao Fengxian."

Xiaoyu gently stroked Shaoyao's ghost face, as if touching a piece of "hot ice".

It was freezing cold, yet also burning and painful.

The grimace of "Xiao Fengxian" Shaoyao was still hideous and twisted, but with a hint of confusion.

"It's me. No matter who hurts you, I will avenge you." Xiaoyu said in a deep voice.

"Hehehe~~~" Aunt Liu, who was still being strangled by the neck, rolled her eyes.

"Woo woo woo, girl~~~"

Fat Moler was still crying, but he lowered his voice, trying not to disturb Xiaoyu and the evil ghost from talking.

"Xiao Fengxian, Xiao Fengxian, save me."

Shaoyao's ghost face was still ferocious but a little confused, and he was unable to think and speak like a normal person.

Only Xiaoyu's voice comforted her slightly, and seemed to remind her of something.

A terrifying, desolate and desperate scream uttered from her mouth, "Save me, save me, Xiao Fengxian~~~" Xiao Yu's nose felt sore and she almost shed tears.

She forced back the moisture in her eyes and whispered, "I'm sorry, Sister Shaoyao, I couldn't save you. I will definitely avenge you. No matter who hurt you, I will -"

"Plop, plop~~~" Aunt Liu next to her flushed cheeks and slapped Xiaoyu's back hard with her hands.

Xiao Yu tilted her head and consoled him, "You are a True Yuan Realm expert, so use your internal breathing to endure for a while.

If Sister Shaoyao can vent some of her anger, it will also help her regain consciousness as soon as possible."

Whenever she could open her mouth, Aunt Liu would curse loudly and curse all of Xiaoyu's ancestors.

Xiaoyu only comforted her with one sentence and used her other hand to support the head of the resentful ghost Shaoyao.

She didn't care about the dirt on the ground and sat down next to Shaoyao, holding her head on her lap. She gently wiped the blood, tears and dirt from her cheeks and recited scriptures to comfort the dead in a low voice.

Just like the past times in Tianbao Pavilion, when she was trapped by nightmares and couldn't fall asleep, she rested her head on Shaoyao's legs, and Shaoyao gently played the piano to help her have a good dream.

I don’t know how much time had passed, but Fat Moler stopped crying and shifted his gaze from the evil ghost Shaoyao to Xiaoyu who was reciting scriptures softly.

Aunt Liu was still being strangled by the neck, and she also stopped struggling. Instead, she slightly tilted her head and looked at Xiaoyu in surprise.

She is shining.

It was as if a lamp was lit inside her body, and a hazy fluorescent light emanated from her body.

It looks like a human-shaped glow stick.

The light from a glow stick is cold, and you can't feel the warmth when illuminated by the fluorescent light.

The light from Xiaoyu was very faint, but it made the two living people feel warm.

There was a howling wind all around, and it was cold and dark. They seemed to have taken off all their clothes and were shivering in the cold wind in the early winter morning.

Now they are still in the cold wind, but they are wearing down jackets.

The fear and anxiety of having one's yang energy robbed was also dispelled by a sense of compassion.

"Xiao Fengxian, have you become a Buddha?!"

Aunt Liu was thinking in her heart and she actually successfully shouted it out.

Then she was surprised to find that the two ghost claws that had been locked on her throat like an iron hoop had slowly loosened.

The ghost claw was not retracted and her throat still hurt a little, but she could breathe and speak.

Aunt Liu came back to her senses and began to gently pull Shaoyao's ghost claws.

"Peony, it's me, I'm Aunt Liu, not a bad person. Even if you become a ghost, don't harm me——"

Hearing her scream, the ghost claws, which had loosened a little, suddenly tightened again and grabbed Aunt Liu's neck tightly.

Just as Aunt Liu was about to muster up her inner strength to struggle, Xiaoyu patted her on the back of the head at just the right moment.

With Aunt Liu's strength at the Zhen Yuan realm, even if she doesn't know the Taoist art of exorcism, she can still perform physical exorcism.

At least he could break the physical ghost claws, or even smash Shaoyao's body and drive out her resentful soul.

But Xiaoyu only gave a light slap, and the powerful "Hunyuan Zhenqi" in Aunt Liu's body was dispersed again.

It didn't disappear, it just dispersed. It couldn't condense and couldn't stimulate internal strength to fight the enemy.

“Hehehe~~~” Aunt Liu rolled her eyes and had difficulty breathing again.

"Aunt Liu, He Xuan captured me, wuwuwu, He Xuan beat me, He Xuan is not a human being, Aunt Liu, I am so miserable~~~" A whimpering ghost cry came from Shaoyao's mouth, which sounded very sad and terrifying.

When she was alive, Shaoyao was not only good at playing the zither, but her voice was also as sweet as an oriole.

The singing is as beautiful and moving as the sound of the piano.

She often plays and sings by herself, which is considered a unique skill in Western Shu.

Now that he has died and become a ghost, the sound will be like a broken bellows, sawing the glass into pieces.

The sound alone is so sharp and piercing that it makes one's eardrums burst.

"He Xuan." As soon as the murderous aura on Xiao Yu dissipated, the Buddha's light on his body immediately disappeared.

She frowned, immediately suppressed her murderous thoughts, and returned to the state of "body like a bodhi tree, mind like a mirror".

There was no faint warm and compassionate Buddha's light shining through his body like before.

Xiaoyu was still chanting the sutra. He looked the same as before, with no Buddha's light emanating from his body.

Because the murderous intent in her heart was only suppressed, not completely cleared.

She did not become a Buddha as Aunt Liu said.

She just received the Buddhist enlightenment from the Zen Master Wuchao, and was able to enter a "Buddha-like" state.

This state was originally to assist her in practicing Buddhism and cultivating the Heart Sutra.

Now she uses it to recite Buddhist scriptures. Reciting Buddhist scriptures is also practicing Buddhism.

She was not chanting the sutras for spiritual practice now, she was more concerned about Sister Shaoyao's condition.

In this "Buddha-like" state, the effect of chanting scriptures is better.

When she practices Buddhism not for the purpose of spiritual practice, but recites scriptures with a compassionate heart, it is actually the best state of practice: the power of Buddha is naturally generated, the Buddha's light that saves the dead souls shines through her body, and even the living can feel the warmth and compassion - this was Xiaoyu's state just now.

It seems to have sublimated from "quasi-Buddha" to "true Buddha".

Now that you have murderous thoughts, it will be difficult to become a Buddha.

No thought makes you a Buddha, one thought makes you a devil.

She is now in a "quasi-demon" state, and even multiple Heart Sutras cannot wipe out the "demonic murderous thoughts" in her heart.

"Fat Moler, come here."

Unable to return to the "True Buddha" state for a long time, Xiaoyu paused chanting in annoyance.

Without caring about Aunt Liu who was still struggling under the ghost's claws, she called Fat Moler over and did three things at once: she continued to recite scriptures to cleanse the evil spirit of the "evil ghost Peony".

While pinching Fat Moler's wrist with one hand, he used the Pure Yang Qi to heal him.

While suspending other killing methods, he focused on "He Xuan's N ways of killing."

About an hour later, Xiao Yu released Fat Moler's right hand and said, "Go back to the city immediately and find a good coffin for Sister Shaoyao first."

Fat Moler's injury has not been fully healed, but he is much better than before.

After receiving Xiaoyu's order, he immediately stood up from his kneeling position and ran quickly towards Tianmen Town.

"I can help Shaoyao find a coffin. You should have rescued me earlier." Aunt Liu said.

Just now, Shaoyao's ghost claws finally loosened and then slowly let go.

Aunt Liu was also freed and squatted beside her, rubbing her bruised and bleeding neck.

"You have other tasks." Xiaoyu said.

Aunt Liu vaguely sensed something and asked hesitantly, "What are you going to do?"

(End of this chapter)