Chapter 42 I cultivate the evil ghost path
Was it just to help him regain consciousness and free himself from the illusion?
Inexplicably, Pei Yuanshi felt disappointed in his heart.
Just on the surface, I have to pretend to be calm and don't care.
He cupped his hands and said, "It's because I'm not good at studying and I'm in deep trouble without realizing it. I have to thank Miss Song for her righteousness and saving me."
"Then we are considered even?"
Song Lan's eyes were so bright that Pei Yuanshi hurriedly averted his eyes in fright.
It was so dangerous, it almost disturbed Dao's mind again.
But——
Pei Yuanshi glanced at Song Lan a few more times when no one was paying attention.
Could it be that Miss Song is some kind of ghost that can capture people's souls?
I always feel like I am attracted easily.
But he has never been a frivolous person.
How strange.
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"These people are probably trapped in the confusion of inner desires at this time."
Pei Yuanshi picked up the compass, and after carefully deducing it, he said solemnly.
"Huh?"
Liu Wu was confused on the side: "You can't? Why would I want to see a ghost..."
I just saw Dali being torn into pieces and shattered all over the ground, but there was one eyeball left, staring straight at him, but it scared him half to death!
How could he desire such a thing in his heart?
"This..."
As one of the only people present who was saved from the ghost beating the wall, Liu Wu's statement was obviously very reasonable.
Pei Yuanshi scratched his head, not knowing how to explain it for a moment.
He believed that his judgment was correct.
But Liu Wu's words made him start to doubt again - could it be that he himself was not good at studying?
"You have no desire in your heart to see ghosts, but you must have heard a lot about this house before."
Song Lan explained in a calm voice: "You are secretly afraid of this in your heart, so you fall into an illusion and cannot escape."
"That's what people often call a ghost beating a wall."
She smiled: "Greed, anger, obsession, love, evil, desire, and fear, no matter what kind, as long as you think about it excessively, it can be regarded as 'desire'."
"If you think about something in your heart, you will see what you see here."
Liu Wu was thoughtful and seemed to have an epiphany: "That's it! When the female ghost said this, I understood!"
Pei Yuanshi was on the side, frantically taking notes.
When he heard "Sir, the female ghost", he was obviously stunned: "Sir, the female ghost?"
He seemed to doubt that he heard correctly, so he asked again uncertainly.
Liu Wu said "Ah": "Yes! Lady Ghost."
As he said that, he looked at Song Lan like stars: "That's amazing!"
When given the opportunity, he immediately took advantage of the opportunity and blew a rainbow fart: "The female ghost is my reborn parent!"
Song Lan:...
Pei Yuanshi was a little doubtful about life, and looked at Song Lan without knowing why, asking for answers: "Why did he call Miss Song like that?"
"Well..."
Song Lan's mouth twitched slightly: "Maybe his brain is broken."
"Look back, just feed me two more handfuls of glutinous rice."
Pei Yuanshi:......
I always feel that this is some new sentence pattern for swearing.
He thought about it and stopped worrying about it.
Then he raised his hand towards Song Lan and said solemnly: "The resentment in this house is soaring, and at the same time it has caused so many people in the house to fall into illusions. I am afraid that there is some very powerful evil influence."
As he said that, he couldn't help but frown, slightly confused: "But the strange thing is that I have never sensed the appearance of evil things."
Seeing that Song Lan was always calm, Pei Yuanshi sincerely asked for advice: "I heard that Miss Song acted in a very orderly manner. Do you know that there is something weird in this?"
He pointed at the other people in the courtyard who were still sleeping.
"The matter of ghosts breaking into walls can be big or small."
"Those who bump into it may lose their way or be trapped in place for some time."
"But if it gets serious, it is very likely to kill someone." When Pei Yuanshi mentioned life and death, his expression became more serious, and there was worry in his eyebrows.
Song Lan didn't care.
She said: "This confusion will naturally disappear when dawn comes."
"As for whether they can wake up from it..."
Song Lan smiled: "This confusion is nothing more than amplifying the strongest desires in people's hearts."
"As long as your mind is right, you will naturally not be afraid of the influence of these evil spirits. You can be weak for a few days at most and just bask in the sun and you will be fine."
When Pei Yuanshi heard this, he hurriedly raised his hands and asked respectfully: "Miss, do you have a way to solve it? If so, I hope you can give me some advice and save them."
He thought that Song Lan should be a kind-hearted person.
Otherwise, I would not have saved Liu Wu and saved him again.
However, the fact is-
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"Why should I save them without hesitation?"
Song Lan's words left Pei Yuanshi speechless.
"Because, because..."
Pei Yuanshi blushed a little when he was looked at: "Save, save someone's life, wins..."
Song Lan snorted and joked with a smile: "You are dressed like this, you must be a Daoist, right?"
"Why do you open and close your mouth and speak only Buddhist language?"
"Little Taoist Priest, you are bullying your master and destroying your ancestors. Aren't you afraid that the master will come and spank you in the middle of the night?"
Pei Yuanshi suddenly blushed even more.
Especially——Song Lan said that it was obviously the Patriarch who would spank him.
But for some reason, all he could think of was the appearance of the charming and agile woman in front of him, teasing and teasing him.
Thinking of Song Lan holding a ruler - go dong goo dong.
Pei Yuanshi heard the sound of himself swallowing, his heart was beating loudly, and his face was a little redder.
He panicked and recited the Qingxin Jue more than a dozen times before he stabilized his chaotic mind.
"I..."
Pei Yuanshi wanted to say something more, but after racking his brains, he found that he was always at a loss for words when facing Song Lan's eyes that were as bright as stars.
In the end, I could only hold back one sentence: "But God has the virtue of a good life. If we as Taoists see injustice on the road, how can we not help each other with justice? We..."
"Stop, stop, stop!"
Song Lan interrupted him: "It's you, not me, not us."
She pointed to the sky: "God has the virtue of good life, so let God save you! What does it have to do with me?"
Pei Yuanshi was speechless.
Song Lan chuckled, as if teasing: "Little Taoist Priest, don't kidnap me morally!"
Pei Yuanshi blushed.
Song Lan said nonsense in a serious tone: "The way that Xiaodao has cultivated, which requires righteousness and wealth, and drawing a sword to help, is different from the way that I have cultivated."
Pei Yuanshi asked seriously.
"I cultivate the evil ghost path." Song Lan's lips curled up slightly: "The most important thing is to follow one's own heart."
"What I mean is, if he is going to die, just let him go."
"Don't interfere too much, let alone try to control it."
"Allowing one's will is the best help to people."
Song Lan's voice was ethereal: "What does the life and death of others have to do with me?"
Pei Yuanshi: ...I always feel that Miss Song's words are fallacious.
But he was clumsy and anxious, and could not think of any reason to refute.
Song Lan's expression slightly calmed down, and his eyebrows returned to their original coldness and indifference.
"What's more, everyone who comes here has their own desires."
"Either for fame and fortune, or for money and silk."
“Since you are asking for something, shouldn’t you bear the consequences yourself?”
(End of chapter)