Soul Ferry: My master is Uncle Jiu

Chapter 441 Decision
The stars are sparse, and the country road is pitch black at night with no street lights.

The lights broke through the darkness and shone from the end of the road, and two cars drove towards us, one in front and one behind.

"Dongqing, you should get a driver's license as soon as possible. Damn it, I have to drive every time we go out. It's so tiring."

Zhao Li, who drives from day to night, is not as comfortable as Feicui. He and An Yan take turns driving. Dongqing and Xiaoya don't know how to drive, so he has to drive all the way.

Upon hearing this, Xia Dongqing stretched out his hand and waved.

"What do you mean?" Zhao Li was a little confused.

"Money? How can I take the exam without money?" Xia Dongqing said confidently, "I gave you all my money for the down payment, and now I still have to spend money every month."

"Pay me back the money and I'll take the exam right away."

"That's okay. I'm still young and can handle it." Upon hearing that he had to pay for it himself, Zhao Li quickly shook his head and concentrated on driving.

Seeing this, Wang Xiaoya said disdainfully: "Zhao Li, I despise you."

Just as the three were chatting and laughing, a woman in white with disheveled hair suddenly appeared in front of them and stood in the middle of the road.

"Someone!"

Xia Dongqing shouted quickly.

brake!
Zhao Li was startled and stepped on the brakes.

When they looked carefully, there was no one there.

"Huh? Why did you stop suddenly?" When Feicui saw Zhao Li in front of her suddenly stop, she also quickly braked the car.

Unlike the weaker Feicui, Sun Wukong and Zixia both raised their eyebrows, and then Sun Wukong said: "Ange, something is wrong, there is an evil spirit!"

But this evil spirit came and went quickly, passing by in a flash.

An Yan naturally sensed it as well. Before he could say anything, a funeral procession suddenly emerged from the darkness on one side of the road, looking extremely strange and terrifying in the night.

Paper money was flying, and people in mourning clothes passed by the two cars and gradually went away.

It is undoubtedly unlucky to encounter these things in the middle of the night, but fortunately they are not ordinary people.

Sun Wukong, who had been bored all day, finally encountered something that allowed him to relax and unwind, and took the initiative to ask: "Ang'er, do you want me to go check out what's going on? There must be a monster here."

An Yan, who knew what was going on, waved his hand and said, "No need, we'll just pretend we didn't see anything."

Every wrong has its perpetrator, and An Yan will not stop Zhou Ying from taking revenge. If he were in her shoes, he might be even crazier than Zhou Ying.

It was the first time that Feicui heard An Yan say such words. In her impression, her boyfriend was definitely a person who hated evil.

In the car in front, Xia Dongqing watched the funeral procession passing by, and suddenly felt goose bumps all over his body and a chill running straight to the top of his head.

Just at this moment, a young man in the funeral procession looked into the car. Seeing Xia Dongqing, he stopped and asked uncertainly, "Dongqing?"

This sound also made Xia Dongqing look over, "Zhou Ying!"

"Dongqing, why are you here so late? I thought you were not coming." After confirming that it was Xia Dongqing, Zhou Ying said happily.

Zhao Li, who was sitting in the driver's seat, curled his lips and said, "It's because someone even read the map wrong."

Xia Dongqing became more and more embarrassed, ignoring Zhao Li's yin and yang, and said: "We encountered some problems on the way. But what are you doing? A funeral?"

When Zhou Ying heard Dong Qing asking about this, his face changed, and he looked very cautious. "Dong Qing, go to the village guesthouse and stay for one night. I'll come to see you tomorrow after I finish my work."

Seeing Zhou Ying's expression, Dong Qing also nodded.

After figuring out the location of the village and the guesthouse, he said hello to An Yan and the others in the car behind him and drove back to the village.

Before entering the village, An Yan had already seen the village shrouded in thick resentment.

"What a heavy resentment!"

“It’s hard to imagine people living in a place like this!”

Jade was shocked.

An Yan didn't say anything, just watched everything coldly. Soon, everyone moved into the guesthouse.

As soon as they put down their luggage, everyone came to An Yan's room.

Xia Dongqing was the first to say, "Do you feel that this village is a bit strange? It gives people a very cold and gloomy feeling."

He didn’t know if it was his illusion, but Xia Dongqing felt that this place gave him a bad feeling.

"You are right. This village is filled with resentment. I don't know what kind of infuriating things have happened here." Wang Xiaoya sighed.

An Yan, who was sitting on the bed, said, "I wonder if you have heard of the story of the Weaver Girl?"

As soon as An Yan spoke, everyone's attention was drawn to him.

Zixia asked, "Is she the seventh daughter of the Jade Emperor in heaven? I have heard of her, but I have never seen her."

"Hehe, I have seen it before. Could it be that the things happening here are related to the Jade Emperor?" Sun Wukong also felt a little curious.

"Is it the story of the Cowherd and the Weaver Girl?" Feicui also guessed.

"This Weaver Girl is not the Weaver Girl of the Jade Emperor in heaven." An Yan shook his head. If she was really the daughter of the Jade Emperor, the villagers here would have been turned to ashes long ago.

"The Weaver Girl in this story was forced to marry someone, give birth to offspring, and pray for rain for the villagers."

"But in modern times, the bloodline of the real Weaver Girl has been cut off, so the practice has changed to randomly selecting beautiful and pure girls from the village as Weaver Girls."

When everyone heard this, they all frowned, and Feicui, Wang Xiaoya and Zixia couldn't help but curse.

“How could those villagers do this?”

"The Weaver Girl is so pitiful. No wonder there is so much resentment here."

"Over time, I don't know how many weaver girls have been persecuted by them."

This is only part of what An Yan said. He hasn't said the truly disgusting things yet.

"I guess the souls of those weaver girls have never rested in peace." Zhao Li said.

"Then is there any way to eliminate the resentment here?" Xia Dongqing, who didn't know the whole truth of the matter, was still thinking about the villagers here.

An Yan had no intention of telling these stories to others. For Zhou Ying's sister, every time these things were brought up, it was hurtful to her.

Zhao Li said: "There is a way. We only need to find out where the resentment is coming from and use our great magical power to exorcise it and dispel it."

"Then let's act together tomorrow." An Yan said.

Anyan had no objection to the mission of saving the Weaver Girl from sin.

In this life, the Weaver Girl has indeed suffered a lot.

However, in the original plot, Zhao Li used the Lotus Sutra to save the souls of those evil villagers.

But in An Yan's opinion, these villagers are not worthy at all. What qualifications do they have to be saved?

Hell is their destiny.

After everyone left, An Yan looked at the sky outside the window that was filled with resentment, sighed, and his eyes flickered as if he was making an important decision.

"Xiaoling, give me a hand."

"does it worth?"

"I have been holding this breath for a long time, and I feel uncomfortable if I don't let it out. I think with my current state, I can afford the price."

"Forget it. I won't bother with you this time. I'm also upset."

An Yan smiled slightly when he heard that, raised his palm and worked together with Xiao Ling. The power of time and space turned into white light and appeared on his hands.

The light gradually expanded until it swallowed up An Yan.

A flash of white light appeared, and An Yan disappeared from the room.

(End of this chapter)