608 Nanshan

ardly tried to persuade him many times, saying that standing at the door would make it awkward for the neighbors to see."When selling your child, how do you not fear people talking behind your back Wh...The wind rustled through the trees in the mountains, and the forest bathed in moonlight was shrouded in a black mist.

The lone wandering ghosts, after decades, had forgotten too much. They conjured a soul-calling talisman, but it only stirred wisps of eerie wind and failed to summon the spirits.

Should I make a few more

I reached into my small handbag for the soul-calling charm, Jiang Qiyun reached out and grabbed my wrist, shaking his head. “No.”

"What should I do then The soul summoning worked right...” I tilted my head, thinking. Did I make a mistake

"Inviting spirits is correct, but this situation is special and can't be done with ordinary methods," he instructed me softly.

"Think about it, what would a lonely ghost who died in a foreign land most hope for"

"Of course, it's returning to its roots..." I replied.

Our bloodline places an almost obsessive importance on our homeland and ancestral lineage. Perhaps we don't feel it during our lives, but when facing death, this attachment becomes incredibly intense.

To have one's body and head separated, to die in a foreign land without being buried back home, to be abandoned by friends and family and left unburied are all considered tragic fates.

These soldiers died with passion and rage, unavenged and unsalvaged. They are surely Earthbound spirits.

Because their obsession before death was unwavering and resolute.

Jiang Qiyun raised his head and looked at the stars, saying faintly, "…Looking north to my hometown."

What

I was taken aback and quickly patted my head, saying, "You're right, I should have summoned the soul in the north, not at the scene of the incident... uh, there's no signal on my phone. Where is the north"

Modern people would be really clueless without their cell phones. Jiang Qiyun pointed at the sky and laughed, "Look where the brightest star is... Betelgeuse is in the Purple Forbidden Palace, its companion star is the axis of heaven, the celestial movement is endless, it doesn't move."

I inwardly gasped, Jiang Qiyun's scholarship was truly remarkable...

And his knowledge is all "old" knowledge accumulated over thousands of years. He doesn't understand or care about modern and Western knowledge.

a bit pedantic.

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We found a solitary mountain to the north, the highest peak in the vicinity. Standing atop it, we could see the dense forest behind us stretching as far as the eye could see. Gazing into the distance, we could faintly make out our homeland.

"The soul-calling talisman is probably not that effective, did you bring the summoning banner" Jiang Qiyun asked.

I glared at him: "Where on earth would you ever need to use a summoning banner like that How could I possibly…"

Jiang Qiyun raised his hand and tapped my forehead: "Complacent, aren't you You didn't even do your homework."

"... Isn't this you I don't even want to bring my brain."

"Humph," he chuckled, seeming to find the remark quite agreeable.

Jiang Qiyun raised his hand and drew a talisman.

I pulled my neck back and squeezed closer to him.

He glanced at me, his eyes asking: What are you doing

What else can you do Watch the masters up close!

Who told you that your drawing of talismans is so good.

Eighteen years ago, the image of a mage drawing talismans in my mind was reciting incantations and then holding their breath to draw the talisman with one stroke. After finishing it in one go, they would let out a low roar of "Zhui!" Then, they would pick it up, blow on it, and air-dry it.

Particularly rustic.

However, on the seventh night Jiang Qiyun appeared, when he saved me from the Ghost King and his minions, he drew a silver talisman in mid-air.

I can't understand his glyphs because he is a deity. His glyphs don't need as many rules and empowerments as those of us mortals.

His talisman was simple. Those strong, slender fingers danced lightly in the empty air before him, and faint silver light coalesced into a symbol.

"...Wouldn't that be a bit small" I couldn't help but ask.

This charm isn't even as big as my soul-calling banner, it's just a little bit bigger than the palm of my hand Don't be too cute, okay…

"...How big do you want it" he frowned slightly.

"Huh I just asked like that, it works if there's an effect, size doesn't matter, right" I hurriedly explained to him.

He looked at me and smiled: "Mu Xia Qiao, if you want anything, just say it. It could be an important matter or a trivial one, I'm all ears."

He raised his hand and pinched a beautiful seal. The small summoning banner in front of him suddenly expanded many times!

It not only expanded, but also changed in appearance.

A silver “long rod” propped up this gigantic silver talisman, with a "lotus leaf" covering the top and streamers hanging down with "lotuses".

Standing majestically atop the mountain, it shimmered in the moonlight, swaying gently with the night breeze.

This icy brilliance seemed to gather the moonlight from above, illuminating his profile like an ice sculpture meticulously carved from jade.

All the soul-calling flags I've seen before were yellow paper with black or red characters, or white paper with black characters. I never thought a soul-calling flag could be so beautiful.

I guess my expression was too silly, he couldn't bear to look at it. He smirked and turned sideways, looking at the dense forest down the mountain.

"From now on, just tell me what you want, and I won't be stingy with pleasing you..."

His soft words came to me, and I bit my lip, looking at his back.

He also said during the blood pool incident that in the human world, fireworks illuminate the night, and in the underworld, he could only show me the blood pool transforming into lotuses to light up the gloomy darkness.

Now, as always, ordinary lovers admire the beauty of a good time and place. As for me, I am deeply moved by a summoning banner.

This is poison, poison.

This man is truly poisonous. Not only does he control my life and death, my joys and sorrows, but he also makes me willingly succumb to him, blinded by love.

I threw myself behind him, hugging his waist and burying my face against his back: "... You're so used to spoiling me, Seventh Lord will say you've fallen into the gentle embrace again! He dares not speak of you himself, so he runs to complain about me!"

"Him" Jiang Qiyun sneered without looking back, his words taking me completely by surprise —

"How dare he say 'Your Majesty'"

...That sentence really makes you imagine dozens of episodes of a melodramatic soap opera.

I wonder how the carefree Qixing fell into this pit!

The clouds obscured the moon, and a chilling cold swept through the surrounding air.

Jiang Qiyun patted the hand that was around his waist, and whispered, "… Here he comes."

Are you here

At the foot of the mountain, something was moving. It was too dark and I couldn't make it out at first. When these things reached halfway up the mountain, I saw that they were ghosts dressed in simple clothes, their limbs broken.

“Since you’re here, do I still need to recite my master’s decree” I was a little scared and wanted to quickly ascend.

There are so many of these sacrificed souls. Could it be that the earthbound spirits who couldn't transcend in war have all been summoned

This is the soul-summoning banner of the Underworld Deity, naturally possessing boundless Taoist magic.

Jiang Qiyun held my wrist and said faintly, "Don't panic. These souls, though serving a righteous cause, are ultimately burdened by bloodshed. Reciting the scripture to eliminate sin and expiate guilt can help you. I will bless you."

Uh-huh... I raised both hands and pinched the seals, silently reciting the scriptures.

A once-in-a-lifetime encounter, a karma that can be elevated. Thoughts constantly generate cause and effect, soaring through the landscape...

I hope they can all transcend their obsessions and shackles, return to the underworld peacefully, be rewarded for good deeds and punished for evil, and atone for their past actions so that they can be liberated soon.

Most of the ghosts' forms gradually dissipated, but some didn't leave. One far away stared at me, and spoke, "Who are you..."s really frustrating.”What's the point! Just agree to it wouldn't be better!A-Di and A-Meng also agree.The little ghost clerk was really bad at speaking, I don't know if it was innate or if he was sca...