Urban Evil Suppression: Incorporating the Stone Hard Template

As the obsession in the ghost's heart dissipated, the black mist that had gathered around him also faded away layer by layer.

It turned its head with difficulty and looked at Zhou Mei not far away again.

The girl's features remained gentle and beautiful, just as familiar.

It perfectly overlapped with the figure smiling gently under the moon in my memory, but she really... was not the "she" from before.

As the layers of resentment and malevolence were peeled away and dissipated, the hideous and terrifying ghost general completely disappeared!

What appeared before Ling Feng and Zhou Mei was a young man!

His face was handsome but pale, and he wore a plain-colored long robe that was already old and faded, with worn and old marks on the edges.

This is in stark contrast to the previous appearance of the ghost general, who exuded a murderous aura and wore ferocious black armor.

Her long, black hair was simply tied back, with a few stray strands falling loosely across her forehead.

He resembled a gentle, modest, and polite scholar.

Where is the terrifyingly fierce image from before? The contrast is just too strong.

His soul was very thin, yet a soft, faint light swirled around him.

Once the fierce ruthlessness faded from his dark, bright eyes, only a lingering melancholy remained.

He stood silently in place, his eyes fixed on Zhou Mei.

Gone is the previous hysterical madness; all that remains is the deep longing accumulated over countless years.

"Sigh...it does look like it..."

The young man murmured softly, his voice so light it was like a gentle breeze.

"But in the end, it's not you..."

Zhou Mei stared at the drastically changed ghost general, completely stunned.

Completely unable to believe what they were seeing, they stared in disbelief.

Then, holding Ling Feng's hand tightly, she stammered and asked:

"Feng... Brother Feng, what... what exactly is going on?"

How could he... suddenly become... like this, looking like a frail scholar?

"Don't make a fuss," Ling Feng gently patted her hand to comfort her.

"This is what he truly looked like in life, the ferocious and menacing figure he had before."

It was caused by the resentment and evil spirit entering his body. As long as the resentment and evil spirit do not dissipate, he will be trapped in that hideous body forever.

Now that he has let go of his obsessions and inner conflicts, he has naturally returned to his original state as he was in life.

Zhou Mei nodded as if she suddenly understood, and a sense of melancholy arose in her heart.

The ghost general, now transformed back into his youthful form, slowly strode towards Ling Feng and his companion.

Although his figure was somewhat ethereal, his gaze was firmly fixed on Ling Feng's face.

He stopped a few steps away from the two people and did not approach them.

"This humble student, Wu Chengxuan, greets the Daoist Master!"

The young scholar bowed to Ling Feng, performing a standard and proper ancient Confucian bow.

"I am very grateful for your help, Taoist Master. Without your guidance and assistance in breaking free from the shackles of my inner obsessions..."

It seems that Wu will continue to be shrouded in malevolent energy, trapped in this place with no hope of escape.

Previously, his obsession clouded his judgment, and his resentment blinded him, leading to his excessively ruthless actions.

I nearly injured you both; I hope the Taoist priest and this... young lady will forgive me. I, Wu, apologize in advance.

This transformation is such a stark contrast, the difference between before and after is just too striking.

This caused Ling Feng to be momentarily unable to grasp the situation.

Zhou Mei was similar; one second she was a fierce and menacing ghost general,

The next second he suddenly transformed into a gentle and refined scholar.

The abrupt change in style left her unsure how to react, so she could only move closer to Ling Feng.

Fortunately, Wu Chengxuan doesn't seem to be a rigid or pedantic person.

He immediately noticed the awkwardness between the two and took the initiative to ease the tension:

"Please don't be so formal, it's just that I'm being too rigid with tradition and making you feel uncomfortable."

With him taking the initiative to smooth things over, the rest of the conversation finally became a bit more normal.

Ling Feng's expression remained calm, and he did not press Wu Chengxuan further about his past.

Zhou Mei, however, was filled with curiosity and couldn't help but want to know about her love story from her past life.

Wu Chengxuan simply smiled gently, making no attempt to conceal his true feelings. However, while telling the story,

Both of them could see a mixture of tenderness and bittersweet reminiscence in his eyes:

"My story with Ruyi is, to be honest, very ordinary and commonplace."

It's about a down-on-his-luck scholar who meets a wealthy heiress, and they fall in love because they're attracted to each other!

Wu Chengxuan gazed at the ancient tree in the courtyard, a tree that had stood for countless years.

His gaze was distant, as if piercing through the river of time, returning to the moment they first met:

"My first encounter with Ruyi was when I went to the capital to take the imperial examination and failed the exam."

Because they didn't bring enough money to get home, they went hungry for several days on the road.

I finally couldn't hold on any longer and fainted, and the person who saved me was none other than Ruyi, who was out for a stroll!

At this point, Wu Chengxuan couldn't help but smile slightly.

A faint smile floated on his pale face, and even the faint light flowing around his soul seemed to soften.

"Ruyi's surname is Jiang, and her family is a well-known wealthy and powerful family in the city."

But she was kind-hearted and never had the slightest bit of the spoiled air of an ordinary young lady.

They didn't care who I was or where I came from; they simply ordered people to carry me back to their mansion.

Not only did they send a doctor to examine me, but they also specifically instructed the kitchen to...

Every morning and evening, I'll stew some warm, nourishing medicinal soup to help me recover.

Wu Chengxuan's gaze softened as he looked at the ancient tree.

It was as if the scene was being reflected on the rough bark of the tree.

"I stayed in a side courtyard of the Jiang residence for half a month. She came to see me every day and listened to my stories!"

He only took his leave after he had almost fully recovered!

Actually, at that time, I really didn't want to leave, but I was just a penniless, failed scholar!

As Wu Chengxuan finished speaking, an awkward self-deprecating expression appeared on his pale face:

Being rescued and living under someone else's roof is already an immense favor.

How could they dare to push their luck and continue to linger in someone else's house?

Moreover, the Jiang family is of illustrious lineage; the difference between me and her is like heaven and earth.

How could I dare to hope that I could be chosen by the eldest daughter of the Jiang family and spend my life with her?

I could only suppress this vague feeling of love and bury it deep in my heart.

"When I was leaving, Ruyi came to see me off. She didn't have the haughtiness of a rich heiress."

She said I was a very interesting person and loved listening to my stories. She only felt a deep sense of reluctance to part with me.

She secretly slipped me a packet of silver, avoiding all the servants.

There were also several books of poetry meticulously annotated by great scholars, who gently advised me not to lose heart!

Wu Chengxuan looked up at the void, the self-mockery on his pale face gradually fading.

Instead, there was an almost pious gentleness, even the light in her eyes became warm.