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The hole was made by a long sword, and the edge was very sharp.

Su Shixia swiped the edge with her fingertips, and warm blood gushed out from her fingertips and stained the Bodhisattva.

The moment it came into contact with the blood, the Yin Qi that had been trapped in the Bodhisattva statue instantly expanded countless times.

Su Shixia's face turned pale as she was blown away by the cold wind.

Even Feng Qinian, who was standing not far behind her, clearly felt an invisible force rushing towards her.

His heart sank, and he subconsciously took a step forward to pull Su Shixia away from the Bodhisattva statue.

But seeing that Su Shixia was still focused and determined at this moment, with no intention of giving up, he secretly tightened the lantern in his hand and took back the steps he had just taken.

He didn't understand what Su Shixia was doing now, so he couldn't really help her. At this time, the only thing he could do was not to cause trouble for her.

Su Shixia's entire attention was now focused on the Bodhisattva statue in front of her, and she didn't even notice the small movements of Feng Qinian behind her.

After scratching her fingertips, she didn't hesitate at all, and quickly outlined a complex rune pattern on the Bodhisattva statue with her fingertips stained with blood.

When the last stroke was completed, she suddenly raised her hand and wiped all the remaining blood on her fingertips on the half-closed eyes of the Bodhisattva statue.

"The eyes of the gods are closed, the door of hell is open!"

Following Su Shixia's low shout, the hole in the Bodhisattva statue suddenly opened from the middle.

Su Shixia only felt a scarlet evil spirit that was almost solidified rushing into her face.

While she reflexively made a hand gesture to resist, she couldn't help but turn her head to avoid the frontal impact of the evil spirit.

When she turned her head back, she found that there was a ghostly figure in front of her, covered in red resentment.

The soul of the wronged soul is now close to solidification due to the nourishment of resentment and yin energy.

Su Shixia's appearance was expected by Su Shixia. There was no sign of surprise on her face, and she only subconsciously turned her head and glanced at Feng Qinian behind her.

She was worried that the resentment of this wronged soul was so strong that ordinary people like Feng Qinian could see it.

Her third brother was really afraid of this kind of thing, and Su Shixia really didn't want to scare him.

Su Shixia was worried about Feng Qinian's situation, but Feng Qinian only blinked in confusion when Su Shixia turned to look at him.

"Why are you looking at me all of a sudden? You haven't finished asking already, have you? So quickly? I haven't heard you speak yet."

Okay, confirmed, he really can't see it.

"I'm just getting started."

Su Shixia raised her finger and pointed at the wronged soul in front of her, "He is standing here right now. Third brother, if you are afraid, please move further away."

Feng Qinian opened his eyes wide and looked at the location pointed by Su Shixia's finger. It was clearly empty, not even a "ghost shadow" there.

But just looking at the picture of Su Shixia pointing to a deserted ruins and talking to him, he felt his scalp numb.

"It doesn't matter, I can't see it anyway, just pretend he doesn't exist, you...you continue! Continue!"

Seeing that Feng Qinian's mood and reaction were relatively stable, Su Shixia felt relieved, turned her head, and returned her gaze to the wronged soul in front of her.

What surprised her was that when she looked at the wronged soul, the wronged soul also looked directly at her.

The moment their eyes met, Yuanhun seemed to be frightened by her, and his eyes filled with blood and tears suddenly widened. "It's you...it's really you! You actually live in this world!"

"Are all the things he said back then true? No...impossible! How could there be such a ridiculous thing in the world!"

The innocent soul seemed to have received a huge blow, roaring with a shocked grimace.

Su Shixia wanted to hear some useful information from his words, so she let him shout there without any intention of stopping or actively talking to him. She just silently looked at the wronged soul in front of her.

He looked quite old, with gray hair and an old look on his face, dressed like a Confucian scholar.

If you ignore the shocked expression on his face and let him return to his normal state, he will really look like a great scholar with extraordinary temperament.

While Su Shixia looked at the wronged soul in front of her, she silently sorted out the information she had found before. Comparing the two, she quickly came up with a guess.

"Are you...the former master of Wenyuan Pavilion, Ji Hongyuan?"

The wronged soul finally calmed down a little. Su Shixia took the opportunity to ask: "Do you still remember Ji Qingyuan?"

The moment he heard the name Ji Qingyuan, the red evil energy lingering on the wronged soul immediately began to boil violently like boiling water.

Now, Su Shixia was sure that this person definitely knew Ji Qingyuan without him opening his mouth.

And her previous guess was probably correct. The person in front of her probably died in Ji Qingyuan's hands.

"Ji Qingyuan... Of course I remember him. After all, he was the one who killed me with his own hands."

The wronged soul's response confirmed Su Shixia's speculation.

Before Su Shixia could nod his head to express his understanding, he heard the wronged soul follow him: "Back then, after he killed me, he sealed my soul in the form of the Bodhisattva."

"He told me that one day, sooner or later, you would come to see me. At that time, I just thought that he had gone down a wrong path and his mind had become abnormal. Unexpectedly... he actually told me everything. "

The body of the wronged soul was floating in the air, staring at Su Shixia with lowered eyes, his eyes seemed extremely heavy and complicated.

"You came here because you want to know about Ji Qingyuan, right?"

"Correct!"

Su Shixia nodded heavily without hesitation.

"I want to know what happened more than 20 years ago? Why did Ji Qingyuan kill you, and why did he set fire to the entire Ji family?"

"You and Ji Qingyuan suddenly turned against each other. Why?"

"Turn against each other?"

The wronged soul...that is, Ji Qingyuan's grandfather Ji Hongyuan heard this and smiled bitterly as if he had heard some joke: "There has never been any antagonism. From the beginning to the end, I just wanted to teach my grandson well and prevent him from going astray."

"I didn't want to watch him turn into a hateful demon, and he didn't want to obey my discipline, so... before I used family law to destroy him, he killed me first."

Ji Hongyuan raised his hand to cover his heart. There was a ferocious sword wound on his shoulder. The wound was stabbed by Ji Qingyuan himself when he knew his life with a sword.

"I still remember the last words he said to me when he killed me."

Ji Hongyuan said: "He said that he had waited for nearly a thousand years for the opportunity to live again. He wanted to take back everything that originally belonged to him. Whoever dares to stop him will kill gods and Buddhas. I If you insist on stopping him, he will have no choice but to kill me with his own hands first."