Xuanmen Xiaoguo Shi is divination again

Chapter 389

"What do you think," the little girl sneered, her tone soft and shallow, "how did you bypass the protection of Tianjia's luck and get close to him?"

Mo Junli's death calamity has passed, and now Qianping is at the time of great luck, and the luck of the entire Mo clan is very strong.

If it wasn't for the fact that she had planted this yin evil in his body during the day, let alone the little maid who died for several years and whose soul was a little unstable, it was Uncle Jingyang who had both merit and resentment among this group of people. , may not be able to get close to Mo Shuyuan's body.

Luck is the most elusive thing, otherwise the person behind the chess would not have to spend so much time trying to occupy one or two points of this world's great luck.

"It was you who made the move..." the woman in tattered blood clothes murmured in a daze, her words subconsciously brought a bit of respect, "Forgive me for being blind, sir, I'm being rude."

"It's just that sir, can you take the liberty to inquire about your relationship with His Highness?" The woman Fushen, although her attitude was extremely respectful, her vigilance was not diminished at all, "You know, we are really waiting for you. Your Highness has a lot of resentment."

She has been wandering in this world for so long, her body has rotted into dry bones, and her soul is on the verge of collapse. She hates her so much in her heart, and really doesn't want to see that shameless and thin lover, and live a leisurely and happy life like this again.

"The hatred of the past life, the hatred of this life." Mu Xici lowered her eyes, "The blood feud between the two lives will never end."

"So, is that enough?"

In the previous life, Mo Shuyuan killed her father and brother, harmed her elder sister, and implicated tens of thousands of soldiers and horses of the Mu family.

In this life, Mo Shuyuan plotted against her father and coveted Ajie, intending to capture her to threaten the Duke's mansion, and wanted to trap and kill Ayan in Jianghuai's hatred.

This is a hatred that has lasted for two lives and has been engraved into her bones.

You have to report it, otherwise, she will be born with demons.

The little girl closed her eyes, and forcibly shook off all the scenes in her two lifetimes that had surfaced in front of her eyes, and the fierce and hostile energy surging in her eyes disappeared in an instant.

The woman was dumbfounded for a moment after hearing this, and she pondered quietly for a long time, before bowing her hands in a very solemn way: "That's it, I feel at ease."

She is an old man who has been wandering in this mansion for a long time, the ghosts saw her salute, hurriedly followed her and bowed to the two people on the roof.

After the ceremony, someone struggled and said softly: "But... I am obsessed with obsession, and my body is full of resentment. I never went back to the underworld with the ghosts, so how do I find the ghost gate now? "

If you can't find the gate of ghosts, you can't go to the hell; if you can't go to the hell, naturally there is no such thing as "reincarnation".

As soon as these words came out, the ghosts immediately fell into anxiety, and Mu Xici smiled when she saw this, "Opening the gate of ghosts is not a difficult task, especially today, which coincides with the Ghost Festival of the Ghost Festival."

"In this way, later I will recite a super-drawing mantra for a few of you, to save you from the grievances all over your body, and to guide you along the way."

"At that time, you just need to go along that road."

"Then there will be Mr. Lao." The woman nodded, her voice full of gratitude.

She had thought that after this time, most of her souls would be wiped out, she never thought that she could enter the ghost gate again, but she didn't expect that at this time, she would be able to turn around.

"It's okay, getting rid of you grieving ghosts wandering around the world is considered one of my merits." With a smile on his lips, Mu Xici immediately made a seal and began to recite the "Taishang Dao" at a leisurely pace. Jun talked about the Wonderful Sutra of Resolving Injustice and Eviction of Sins, and at the end, he recited the "Mantra of Rebirth" dozens of times.

When the mantra sounded, all the ghosts felt their bodies lighten, as if the heavy shackles that had oppressed their backs for years were finally removed inch by inch, and then disappeared, as well as the bloody clothes all over their bodies.

They returned to their original appearance.

After the heavy pressure was lifted, the resentment and anger in their hearts seemed to subside a lot, and when they looked at Mo Shuyuan, who was unconscious on the ground, covered in filth and extremely embarrassed, they were able to calm down in their hearts.

That's right, the retribution of the present world, the present world, since he has done so many evils, he should live for two more years, and experience the pain that life is worse than death that they have experienced.

All the ghosts lowered their heads and bowed to the little girl under the frosty moon again.

It's just that this time they are all sincere, and no one is moving with the wind like before.

"The way home has been discovered, so hurry up and follow the road." After finishing the last seal, the little girl raised her hand far away, and drew a small path in the air.

Where her fingertips were pointing to, the moonlight surged slightly, and within a moment, the faintly visible path was completely presented in front of the ghosts.

Seeing this, several people hesitated for a moment. Uncle Jingyang, who was already the most magnanimous in his heart, stepped on that road first.

His dead end was doomed the moment Zhu Sheng and the others decided to attack the military generals in the court. He knew the difficulties of Emperor Yun Jing, so although he had a lot of resentment, he would not hate too much.

Moreover, he has defended the country for more than ten years, and he has made a lot of achievements. The killing karma on his body is also borne by the military spirit of Qianping. He has no karma, so it is naturally the most relaxed when he leaves.

"You are the daughter of Lao Mu's family, right?" Zhan Shirong, who was near the ghost gate, looked at the girl standing over there kindly, with gratified eyes. He caught a glimpse of an old friend in her.

"Uncle Zhan." Mu Xici nodded lightly, and smiled slightly at the veteran who died in vain.

"Sure enough, when it comes to children, no one can compare to that bastard Lao Mu." Zhan Shirong was filled with emotion, and raised his hands and fisted at the young man behind her, "I haven't seen His Highness the Seventh yet. "

Mo Junli smiled and nodded without saying a word, while the little girl bent her eyes and closed her chin slightly: "Uncle Zhan, don't worry, Mingxuan and Ninglu are doing well, and the younger generation will look for opportunities to vindicate the Bofu as soon as possible. "

"Right now, Mingxuan has joined my father in battle to kill the enemy, and it won't be long before Zhan's glory can be restored."

"Glory..." The old general's illusory eyes showed an almost imperceptible longing. After a while, he smiled and shook his head, "It doesn't matter anymore."

"Now, I just hope that the two of them can find their place and live a peaceful life." After speaking, he laughed loudly for a while, and walked away without looking back.

"Mu girl, with your help, my old bones will go first, thank you."

He entered the ghost gate, and his figure disappeared in an instant. The ghosts who saw this scene finally stopped hesitating and walked on the road of Shuanghua one by one.

When it was Su Hong's turn, his eyes were full of complicated emotions, and he couldn't help turning his head to look at the two people on the eaves. Although Mo Shuyuan was the root cause of his death, it was the one who directly extinguished his vitality. It was the two under the moon.

The moment he saw the two of them, a strong killing intent surged in his heart, but this killing intent didn't exist for long before it was slowly dissipated by him.

As a magician, no one can understand Mu Xici's horror better than him.

He was able to restrain Mo Shuyuan's luck from the Tian family with one hand, he could single-handedly annihilate ghosts and ghosts who had died for a long time, and he could point out the way of ghosts with talismans in the air...

The differences between them are too far apart, if there is a real fight, he is not her single enemy.

He was already dead, there was no need to drive himself out of his wits.

Su Hong withdrew his gaze, and indifferently swept away the unruly figure on the ground.

As for His Highness, this may be his fate.

He left with all the ghosts, and the last one to step on the ghost road was the maid who died tragically.

The woman who had regained her face looked no more than seventeen or eighteen years old, with a delicate and beautiful face that aroused pity.

She walked slowly on the road condensed by the frosty moon, and turned her eyes when she was approaching the ghost gate. She looked at Mu Xici from a distance, and silently moved her lips:
"Thank you."

　Ah Ci got another merit

　　
　
(End of this chapter)