Lin Tingjun lived up to expectations, stepped forward calmly, lifted his robe and sat beside Lian Youyou, then looked at Sanniang: "Sanniang, please trouble me."

Sanniang slowly regained her senses, and slowly sat back at the round table, feeling a little nervous about how to position her legs. After a long time, her right leg overlapped her left leg, but she still didn't return to her usual relaxed and lazy posture.

Sanniang lifted the pipe and took a deep breath. The sparks in the pipe ignited again. Sanniang raised her left hand and flicked the pipe with her fingers. The sparks in the pipe suddenly flew up and turned into fire butterflies, flying into the courtyard Among the pile of snow silk, the whole courtyard full of silk spit out by Wanqing was burned bit by bit.

Send butterflies with butterflies, comfort the spirit of Wanqing, and send the souls of the dead.

In the light of the fire, all the talents sat back at the round table one after another, quietly watching the burnt silk thread, as if they were sending Wanqing the last mile.

Slowly, the flames surrounded Wanqing's body, and everyone's gazes became different, with regret, compassion, emotion, and indifference towards grievances.

Lian Youyou continued to kowtow melon seeds, Yunxi hurriedly poured a cup of tea for Lian Youyou: "That... Great God, if... you haven't lost your divine power... what can you do?" His words were for his sister Yun Yao asked. As an older brother, no matter how much he hated this outspoken and talkative younger sister, he didn't want to see her die tragically.

Now Yunyao has been shrinking beside Sanniang, lowering her head, not daring to look at Lian Youyou.

Yun Xi's question also made other people in the hall look at Lian Youyou.

Lian Youyou picked up the teacup and took a sip of tea, which was to forgive Yunxi for being disrespectful to her earlier: "Well...probably stomp your feet...the whole capital will be gone, hehehe..." Lian Youyou continued to eat melon seeds with a smile, that look Suddenly he had a silly look, as if he was bragging a bit, and he couldn't help laughing.

But the expressions of the people sitting around the round table are already stiff. Who knows if she is really bragging at this moment, or if she really has this supernatural power? ! Anyway, now no one dares to stand in front of her and provoke her. What they saw and heard tonight, they were so surprised that the muscles on their faces seemed to be paralyzed, unable to move.

"Thank you benefactors..." Wan Qing's voice came softly from the courtyard. The dissolution of the corpse freed her from the shackles of the Gu King Gu insect, and her soul was finally free.

Everyone also quietly looked at Wanqing who was shining faintly in the moonlight in the courtyard. Her body is ethereal and ethereal, shining with moonlight. But on her forehead, there was a blood-red, mysterious rune that looked like a rainbow.

"Oh—Sister Wanqing!" He Shiqi opened his eyes wide, showing joy, "You're alive again!"

"That's hers..." The coffin master said halfway, seeing He Shiqi's happy face, he seemed unable to bear to continue talking, and also showed a slight smile, "Yes, she's alive again..." Coffin master's old eyes However, it is also more melancholy.

"Thank you, Great Immortal..." Wanqing bowed behind Lian Youyou.

Lian Youyou raised her feet and gnawed on melon seeds: "En~~En~~"

Wanqing stood up slowly, with tears in her eyes, and a grateful and relieved smile on her face. Suddenly, the blood mark between her eyebrows shattered and disappeared into the moonlight.

With her back to Wanqing, Lian Youyou raised the corners of her mouth slightly.

When the wind blows, Wan Qing suddenly disappears, everyone is relieved, only Little Rapunzel has a frightened expression on his face. Lian Youyou glanced at him, smiled, and waved to Little Lettuce: "Come on, Little Lettuce, let's eat sunflower seeds together."

Without even thinking about it, Little Rapunzel hurriedly ran to the other side of Lian Youyou and sat down, hugging her arm and not daring to look outside the courtyard again.

With Wanqing's disappearance, everyone will think that ghosts have gone where they should go, that they have fulfilled their wishes and left this world. Because everyone knows that yin and yang are separated and not in the same place. The ghost can let you see, and she wants you to see.

When Wanqing left, everyone watched her off, thinking that she had gone where she was supposed to go.

Only Little Rapunzel saw that Wanqing was dragged into another world by the man in Tsing Yi with his claws. At that moment, Wanqing was no longer Wanqing, but a terrifying mothman with two blood souls wrapped around her body. Her wings became tattered, her face became wrinkled, her arms were slender and long, her appearance was terrifying, and it was hard to tell whether she was a human or a ghost.

At the end of the song, people dispersed.

The people around the round table left one after another, and the Nine Gates courtyard became quiet again, but Wanqing's body and the silk thread she left behind were no longer seen. There are only two deep pits that record the battle of this night.

The lantern at the door swayed, and the nine-door gate slowly closed in the night wind.

"Hiss... This Wanqing didn't end up with a bad fate, why was she arrested by the ghost again?" Yao Guangguang had already seen the clue from the face of Little Rapunzel. In the hall, only him, Lin Tingjun and Lian Youyou were left.

While eating melon seeds, Lian Youyou said, "Wanqing... Poof, although it is to avenge her own people, poof, but the method, poof, is used by evil demons and heretics. She signed a blood contract with the Gu king, which is tantamount to self-willing to degenerate." Into the way of the devil. Moreover, the sins committed by Ma Guanqun, puff, were not the sins committed by his son Ma Yun. His son is at most a dandy, and the crime is not worthy of death. Therefore, although Wanqing settled the sins of Li Family Village, she gave birth to Ma Yun again. Yun's injustice, coupled with the fact that Ma Yun's mother died because of over-stimulation, Huang Yue'e's grievances are also entangled in Wanqing's body, Wanqing still has to go to trial again, poof..."

Yao Guangda nodded in understanding, put his hands in his robe sleeves and shrunk his body, frowning: "Then just now, is it useful for Fat Buddha to recite sutras for her?"

"Useful fart! Pfft." Lian Youyou spat out the melon seeds, "Extraordinary is to let people relax, but it can't get rid of her evil, if it can be removed, anyone can spend money to get rid of it. In that world, hmph, It's really called, money is useless. Duanmu Qingchen's sentence in the yang world has some effect on her, the sentence in the yang world has lightened her sins, and the judge of the underworld will also give a light sentence at his discretion." Lian Youyou stood up, clap hands.

One evil is wiped out, another evil is reborn, revenge is a momentary pleasure, and revenge is not necessarily a momentary pleasure. How could it be possible to see right and wrong in this world at once? Sometimes grievances can last for thousands of years. Just because the times are different, the three views are also different.

"So, Young Master Hong is the Gu King." Lin Tingjun looked sideways at Lian Youyou standing in the courtyard admiring the moon.

Lian Youyou pursed her lips and smiled, the Gu kings have come out of the mountains, the stable days of Qian Dynasty are probably not many.

The woods in the western suburbs are dark, and the insects are silent, as if they dare not make noise in front of their king.

Young Master Hong was lying in a deep pit again, with no fractures in his body, was seriously injured by that woman, and was thrown directly from the Nine Gates to Xishan, how could he be intact?

His body began to twist, and in the quiet forest was the sound of his bone rebuilding, his chest heaved greatly in the moonlight of the cypress, he looked at the pale silver plate in the dark night, and the corner of his mouth slowly raised a seductive smile .

The matter between him and her is endless.

The third case lady