Madame is as charming as a flower

Chapter 869 Taishan Mansion Monarch Sacrifice. 3
"is it?"

When the witch heard Jin Tingxiao's ridicule, she didn't care. She put her fingers on the flute and said condescendingly: "Then we'll wait and see, but don't worry, your soul will enter the Dao of Life and Death, and you will be blessed by Lord Taishan."

She raised the corners of her eyes and looked down from above, her tone was arrogant and cold.

The witch put the flute to her lips, and the sharp sound of the flute spread. Fu Yuejun immediately felt dizzy. Almost at that moment, his body and soul seemed to be forcibly separated.

Severe pain rose up, his heart was crushed by something, and his chest twitched in pain.

A cry of grief overflowed from her throat, and she felt that her body and soul were about to separate.

That's what dying feels like.

And Jin Tingxiao is no better than Fu Yuejun.

He felt that there was an invisible big hand tearing his body, trying to separate the soul from his body, and his limbs were hurting.

He had to grit his teeth tightly.

Fu Yuejun's face was pale, covered in cold sweat, and he asked her with difficulty: "What... did you do?"

The witch narrowed her eyes, seeing the two people getting more and more painful, smiled, and answered her question gently: "Your soul does not belong to the human world, so you should go where you should go, and play your part for this priest." Greater role!"

One god and one Buddha, how could they belong to the human world?
Fu Yuejun saw that the witch's bare hands were clear and she was chanting some incantations, and then saw two dark red lights flying towards them, lingering around them.

She suddenly felt that her consciousness became heavy, and her vision became more and more blurred.

The body began to float gently, like a light boat swaying on the river, and I didn't feel any pain anymore.

She looked down at her body, and suddenly found that she was completely transparent.

Fu Yuejun saw the same thing with Jin Tingxiao beside her. The man reached out to hug her, but he couldn't hold her. They passed through each other's bodies without being able to touch anything.

As soon as the two people lowered their heads, they could see their bodies lying on the ground, completely stunned.

They are now... souls?

"Ah Jiu, how could this be..."

Jin Tingxiao murmured softly, wanting to reach out to touch her face, but when he stretched out his hand, he could only pass through her body without feeling anything.

The witch raised her voice and chuckled: "I told you, your souls don't belong here."

"Who says their souls don't belong here?"

The loud and loud voice came through the air, the cold wind blew gently, and the monk in red came stepping on the wind, spreading out the colorful monk robe that was dripping blood, and the huge Buddhist beads on his chest were surrounded by golden light.

The golden lotus is blooming under the feet, the Buddha's light is lingering, and lotus flowers are born step by step, which amazes the world, and it is a piece of fairy beauty.

Fu Yuejun remembered this person, this was the monk in red in front of Empress Xiao Dingjing's coffin in the Huangji Palace that day, who said that her sins were serious and would be burned by the fire of the underworld.

Why is he here?

"It turned out to be you!"

When the witch saw the person coming, she murmured in a low voice, her eyes were filled with panic, her body visibly trembled slightly, and she clenched the flute in her hand.

The monk in red stood there, the color of the monk's clothes on his body was emitting a charming light, he turned the beads in his hand, and slightly lifted his lips: "You help him do all the evil things, you should turn your back on it, or you will be punished by God!"

The witch didn't hear his advice at all, and said sharply: "You should know better than me that the two of them are not ordinary people at all. You know best what disaster they will have. Do you want to suffer heaven's punishment for them?"

(End of this chapter)