Fairies Are Fierce

Chapter 152

thunderbolt--

Thunderclouds rolled over the countryside of the county town. Under the vast power of heaven, birds, beasts, insects, and snakes huddled in their nests, not daring to raise their heads.

There are only nine Thunder Tribulations, and they go as quickly as they come.

After the nine thunders, the gloomy sea of ​​clouds dispersed, revealing the full moon and stars in the sky.

However, the magic circle outside the ancestral hall did not disappear.

Zuo Lingquan was lying in the center of the magic circle, his eyes closed tightly, and his body was wrapped in black and red clouds.

The divine light in the black carp's eyes has dissipated and turned into dried fish.

Jiang Yi stood outside and watched with a pale face. She wanted to speak but didn't dare to say anything. The dumplings in her hands were almost crushed, and her fingers were stuck in the white down.

"Royal Princess, how is he...how is he?"

"The foundation is very solid, this little Thunder Tribulation can't hurt him."

Shangguan Lingye looked calm and raised his white right hand - with a "bang" sound, a circular earth wall rose around the magic circle, turning into a semicircular shield, wrapping the entire magic circle.

"Let's go. Within ten days and a half, his body won't be stable and he won't be able to wake up."

Shangguan Lingye lifted his feet off the ground and flew into the wind, flying to the outside of the villa with Jiang Yi.

Jiang Yi suddenly flew up and was startled. After looking back for a few times, she turned her gaze to the villa at her feet.

After a fight, the buildings around the lotus pond were in a mess.

Tang Hong had lost his breath and lay in the mud like a dead dog, dragging a groove with blood behind him.

Among the ruins, Song Chi rolled up his sleeves and turned over wooden beams and tiles in the ruins, looking for traces of the two apprentices.

Seeing two people flying over, Song Chi raised his head in confusion.

Shangguan Lingye was suspended in the air, waving his hand slightly, and the broken wood and rubble on the ground moved away on their own, revealing the two apprentices who were pressed underneath.

The wooden house was not heavy, and the two apprentices were not targets of attacks. Although they were injured and fainted due to poisoning, they were not dead yet.

Shangguan Lingye sprinkled a stream of cyan light on the two of them, and the expressions of the two apprentices gradually turned normal.

Song Chi has seen too many miracles today. After years of hard work, he is not as surprised as a young man. He bows his hand when he sees this:

"Thank you, miss, for your help."

Shangguan Lingye simply reminded him of this disrespectful title:

"From now on, when I meet people on the spiritual path, if I can't tell the difference between them, I will call them 'immortals'."

Jiang Yi knew that Song Chi was more than forty years younger than the Crown Princess, and she was called "Grandma" based on her age. In terms of morals and deeds, Song Chi was probably not even a young brat.

Seeing Song Chi calling her 'girl' when he opened his mouth, Jiang Yi quickly said:

"This is the imperial concubine. Today, everyone is called 'grandmother' according to seniority. Mr. Song, please don't shout randomly."

Song Chi had heard of the imperial court’s ‘Two Saints’ and thought he was a gray-haired old man. Hearing this, he was slightly surprised and quickly bowed his hands:

"Well... Song Chi, a grassroots citizen, pays his respects to the Crown Princess."

Shangguan Lingye flipped his wrist lightly, took out a sign from Tiedong Mansion, and threw it to Song Chi:

"Your boxing skills are good, and your attainments are rare among the Nine Sects. Although you are not as 'shocked by gods and ghosts' as Zuo Lingquan, but you can practice to this level with a mortal body, which means you have found the way. It will take another hundred years to settle down." , it is not impossible to push one’s own Martial Dao to the extreme.”

"Your Majesty said that Cao Min's boxing skills need to be honed for hundreds of years before they can be perfected?"

"I don't know how to box, but I am a peak Martial Artist. Before I take action, I can shock the world with just my momentum. You are far behind."

Song Chi was quite happy to hear that there was still room for improvement, and he took the sign and looked through it;

"This brand is..."

"From now on, you will be a disciple of Tiedong Mansion. After you go back and say goodbye to your relatives, go to Linyuan City and someone will take you into the master's gate."

Song Chi knew about Jiuzong, but didn't know the details. However, if the Crown Princess of the Yan Dynasty opened her mouth, there was no reason to deceive him into being a martial artist. Now I still give him a gift:

"Then thank you, empress. I don't have any nostalgia. I will go back and make arrangements for my funeral, and then go to Linyuan City to see you."

Shangguan Lingye said no more, turned around and took Jiang Yi into the wind, heading towards the mountains and fields in the southeast.

Jiang Yi floated in the air and moved forward quickly. The mountains and fields beneath her feet receded like a horse watching flowers. She was still a little nervous and looked back at the villa:

"Empress Dowager, where are we going? Zuo Lingquan..."

Shangguan Lingye's clothes were fluttering as he flew over the deep mountains and dense forests. He did not explain Jiang Yi's question, but said:

"As a princess of a country, you are very good at tracking down ferocious beasts and investigating crimes."

Jiang Yi held the white dumplings looking around and smiled modestly:

"I used to be in Dadan, and I was in charge of the arresting department, just like my empress. The arresting department was borrowed from Dayan's demon arresting department, but we didn't have monsters there, only ordinary ferocious beasts. I've seen a lot, so I can remember some of them. ."

"You're interested in this business."

"Why are you interested in this kind of thing? The more cases there are in the Yamen, the more people are killed by ferocious beasts. I would rather be idle with nothing to do."

Shangguan Lingye nodded slightly, turned his head and glanced, thinking that the dumplings were very beautiful, he raised his hand to take it, and rubbed it like a cat.

Tuanzi was a little resistant at first, but after Shangguan Lingye took out a small dried fish, he immediately became obedient and said "chichi~" twice, as if he has a grandma and a mother.

When Jiang Yi saw this scene, she glared at Tuanzi quietly, and then said, having nothing to say:

"I heard from Zuo Lingquan that there is a white cat in the concubine's palace. Does the empress like to keep these birds and beasts on weekdays?"

Shangguan Lingye had no friends or Taoist companions, and he couldn't practice while staying in the deep palace. He didn't even need to eat or sleep. He had nothing to do except business. He didn't like keeping pets at first, but he gradually started to like them.

However, Shangguan Lingye would not tell these words to a girl who is more than eighty years younger than her. He just smiled lightly:

"I just raised it as a companion. Is this bird Tang Jingxun's?"

"Well……"

Jiang Yi blinked her eyes, a little surprised:

"Your Majesty, you even know this."

"You live outside the palace wall, so you know it." Shangguan Lingye turned the dumpling over, scratched the white down on his chest, and asked again: "What is the relationship between Tang Jingxuan and Zuo Lingquan?"

Jiang Yi didn't expect that Shangguan Lingye would ask this. Her expression was slightly embarrassed, and she hesitated before answering:

"Well... it's the side room of my family. It matches my sister. You call me sister."

"grumble?"

Partial room...

Shangguan Lingye turned his eyes slightly, originally wanting to inquire about the relationship between the ancestor and Zuo Lingquan, but the ancestor would not let Jiang Yi know about this kind of thing, so she thought about it and let it go.

While chatting, the two people flew over dozens of miles of mountains and fields and arrived at the mountain temple in Dahuang Ridge.

Jiang Yi was not sure whether Xu Mo had left, but with Princess Dayan here, she was not afraid and just asked out of curiosity:

"What are we doing here?"

"There are no people from the Demon Detective Department nearby. Anyway, we will stay for a few more days and wrap up this case."

After Shangguan Lingye finished speaking, he hung above the mountain. Without any movement, the ground below separated from the left and right, revealing caves and pools.

Xu Mo's ritual work has been completed, and the water in the originally green pool has become a bit clearer, and there is no longer a gloomy feeling in the cave. Countless skeletons are still lying at the bottom of the pool, and Xu Mo just sealed the original entrance of the cave.

Shangguan Lingye raised his hand and waved lightly, and countless broken bones that were originally lying on the bottom of the pool floated up and returned to their respective positions to form complete skeletons. Although most of them were incomplete, it was possible to distinguish how many corpses there were.

Jiang Yi understands the meaning of Shangguan Lingye's actions - the government's handling of cases is not just about killing the murderer. They also have to count the exact victims to prevent other disappearances and homicides from being mixed into one case, and deliver the remains. Family members, etc.

Like the skeletons in the pool, if they were left to the county government, they would probably not be able to put them all together in this lifetime. Having an expert from the Xian family here would save a lot of trouble.

Jiang Yi took a look and asked:

"The skeletons have been sorted out, but they are all bones. How can we identify the body?"

"No two people in the world are exactly the same. The identities of blood relatives can be judged by their bones, blood, hair, and even the clothes they wear. The Monster Hunting Department has a special team responsible for this matter, and they are already on their way to Zezhou. "

The level of writing in the Great Dan Dynasty was not that advanced, and Jiang Yi couldn't answer the question, so she could only nod her head in understanding and make a "I see" look.

Because she couldn't understand these Divine Abilities, Jiang Yi set her sights on Shangguan Lingye again.

Shangguan Lingye was floating quietly, kneading the bird dumplings in his hands, as if he was just a beautiful woman teasing her pets. She didn't even look at the pool, and she couldn't tell that she was using Divine Ability at all.

Jiang Yi saw Wu Qingwan and Zuo Lingquan performing spells, thought about it and said curiously:

"The Crown Princess, don't masters perform magic without pinching?"

"The master needs it, but I don't need it."

"..."

Jiang Yi blinked her apricot eyes, feeling that these words were so domineering.

But she was just a little chick in the Qi Refining Stage. She was really embarrassed to discuss these things with a serious fairy, so she could only nod her head in vague understanding.

Back in Dahuang Ridge, Jiang Yi remembered the magic sword and looked at the nine swords inserted in the hole, wanting to get them, but she was floating in the sky and couldn't get down at all.

Shangguan Lingye eavesdropped on the conversation between the two on the boat. At this time, he saw Jiang Yi's intention. He raised his finger and the nine swords inserted on the stone wall floated up on their own, turning into sharp arrows and heading towards Bitan Villa shot away and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Jiang Yijin has seen too much Celestial Immortal surgery, and she doesn't know how to comment on it. There is only a sigh of "a big girl should be like this" in her eyes.

After Shangguan Lingye sorted out all the bones, he placed them neatly in the open space outside the mountain temple, and then flew to the county town outside the mountain.

It was early in the morning, and every house in the county was closed, and there were no pedestrians on the street.

Shangguan Lingye did not go to the county government office, but came to the house near the inn.

Jiang Yi recognized that this was Aunt Li's home, she knew that Li Gui was transformed by Aunt Li's son, and she was worried about it; as Shangguan Lingye fell in the yard, she turned her eyes and didn't see it. There was no trace of Aunt Li, but the fragrance of rice could be vaguely smelled.

Jiang Yi was a little puzzled, and followed the smell to the nearby kitchen - the stove was covered with a pot cover, and the fire was still on.

I lifted the lid of the pot and looked. There was a bowl of rice and a dish of vegetables simmering in the iron pot. I guess it was reserved for my son who went to the mountain to cut firewood.

Seeing this scene, Jiang Yi's heart twitched, and she didn't know what to say.

Shangguan Lingye may have seen life and death too much, with a very calm expression, he turned around and came to the room with the open door next to him.

The room is very simple, but it is also very clean. The old woman with a wrinkled face is leaning on the head of the bed alone, with a needle and thread in her hand, and has fallen asleep

Next to the bed was a thick pile of shoe soles and half-sewn clothes.

It's a pity that these clothes and shoes are destined to be impossible to wear on his son.

Jiang Yi pursed her lips, feeling mixed feelings in her heart.

Shangguan Lingye took a glance, then stood by the bed, raised his slender hands, a faint stream of light emerged from between his fingers, and merged into the old woman's forehead.

Jiang Yi didn't know why, so she asked in a low voice:

"Senior, what are you doing?"

"Her son is dead, and her heart is hard to solve. Help her forget about her son and live a more comfortable life."

Jiang Yi was stunned, thought for a moment, quickly raised her hand and held Shangguan Lingye's hand:

"etc."

Shangguan Lingye stopped and turned his head:

"What's wrong?"

Jiang Yi looked at the white-haired old woman, hesitated and said:

"Senior, she only has one son. Even if he dies, he is still her son. If you let her forget, how will she live in the future?"

Shangguan Lingye frowned slightly, not understanding what he said:

"Remembering this, her life would be worse than death. After forgetting, she doesn't remember that she has a son. She has no knot in her heart, so why can't she live?"

Jiang Yi knew that Shangguan Lingye's words made sense, but it was difficult to admit it.

No parent in the world can bear the pain of losing a child; but after losing a child, let the parents choose to forget the dead son in order to obtain relief. I am afraid no parents will be willing to do this. This is to let their son die again.

"Forgetting will definitely not work. Aunt Li has become like this because of her son. If she forgets her son, what will she have left? She doesn't even have anyone to miss..."

"Her son is dead. Missing him won't do any good. He may even lose a few years of his life. No matter how much he thinks about it, it's better to just forget about him."

Jiang Yi opened her mouth, but hesitated, not knowing how to discuss this matter with Shangguan Lingye.

Shangguan Lingye's approach is definitely correct, but in Jiang Yi's view, it is completely "the superiors stand on a high ground and make the most reasonable arrangements for the lower people according to their own ideas". Did not consider the emotional factors of the following people.

This is like when Jiang Yi herself was the regent princess and saw a woman with excellent moral character who was widowed and lonely, so she married the woman to a man of good character so that she could rely on her for the rest of her life.

This seems to her to be a reasonable arrangement, but the person involved may not be happy about it, and may even be counterproductive; so even if it is a kind help, the other party must be willing to accept it.

Jiang Yi thought for a moment and then said: "The relationship between mother and child cannot be decided by outsiders. If you want to forget it, you must at least let Aunt Li agree."

Shangguan Lingye shook his head: "She will definitely not agree."

? ?

Jiang Yi was stunned: "Since senior knows that she will not agree, how can he make his own decision and ask her to forget his son?"

"..."

Shangguan Lingye was silent for a moment, perhaps realizing that this approach was not appropriate, so he said:

"I just think this is the best for her. How do you think it should be handled? She is indeed no different from the living dead now."

Jiang Yi looked at the old woman on the hospital bed, thought for a while and said:

"Surely you can't just forget about it. Well... mothers want their son to live a good life, or the senior told her in a dream that her son was reincarnated and became a high-ranking official, married a wife and gave birth to a son, let her Don't worry about it... I think it's more appropriate."

Shangguan Lingye thought for a moment and nodded slowly. A faint stream of light emerged from his fingertips and fell on the old woman's eyebrows.

Jiang Yi stood by and watched.

But after a while, the old woman's eyes were seen shaking with her eyes closed, and she was probably dreaming.

Tears suddenly rolled out of the corners of his wrinkled eyes. His lips slurped a few times and made some noises. His face, which was originally as dry as tree bark, looked a little calmer.

Jiang Yi saw this and breathed a sigh of relief.

Shangguan Lingye looked at it quietly, and after confirming that there was nothing wrong, he turned and walked out of the house and said:

"I don't know if her son is reincarnated. There seems to be little difference between tricking her into letting go and making her forget."

Jiang Yi followed him out of the door, followed Shangguan Lingye to rise in the wind, and said seriously:

"There is still a difference. At least there is someone who can talk about it..."

"It's hard for mortals to say, but when practicing Taoism, it's not a good thing to have too many worries."

"I am still an ordinary person, so I don't know the principles of spiritual practice. However, I think that if people have no worries, wouldn't it be meaningless to live?"

“It’s not a good thing to have no distractions in your practice, so why don’t you talk about it?”

"Well... Just like me and Zuo Lingquan. If I become a fairy and Zuo Lingquan doesn't, and we spend our lives together, and he dies a hundred years later, and I continue to practice, what can I do even if I live for another hundred or more thousand years? How long can I live? As long as I feel uncomfortable, I might as well die of old age together."

Shangguan Lingye frowned slightly, shook his head and said:

"I hope you won't grow up if you think like this."

Jiang Yi didn't care much and smiled:

"If you don't want to live a long life, at least this life will not be in vain. As long as you have no regrets in this life, there seems to be no difference between living a hundred years and ten thousand years."

"..."

Shangguan Lingye thought about it for a while and felt that this made sense.

However, 'immortality' means immortality, so it doesn't make sense to use 'no regrets in this life' to explain it.

She turned her eyes and looked at Jiang Yi, and then said:

"Judging from the current situation, Zuo Lingquan will definitely become an immortal, but you can't. A hundred years from now, do you think he will be like you and accompany you to hell?"

When Jiang Yi heard 'You can't become an immortal', her expression visibly stiffened. She put away her smile, thought seriously for a moment, shook her head and said:

"He probably won't. He has other concerns. If he can't die, he won't die. But if I die, he probably won't live happily."

"It is often said in the secular world that the three greatest joys in life are to get promoted and make a fortune over the death of your first wife. How do you know he won't be happy?"

? !

Jiang Yi blinked her eyes, held it in for a long time, and then said softly:

"My dear, you don't seem to be good at chatting."

Shangguan Lingye smiled: "I'm just making a hypothesis, don't take it seriously; it's easy for you to become a fairy."

"Haha... Actually, Zuo Lingquan and I have talked about this before."

"What did Zuo Lingquan say?"

"He said that if he becomes an immortal and I am old and lying on the hospital bed, he will definitely come back to see me and say...Mother, what do you think he will say?"

Shangguan Lingye was silent for a moment, obviously thinking seriously. After a long time, he shook his head and said:

"I have never experienced that kind of scene, so I don't know...but from my perspective, he would say something like 'I'm sorry'. What did he say?"

Jiang Yi shrugged his shoulders and said in a very rude tone: "He said, 'You are going to die soon. I can still live for many years. Are you angry or not?'" and then "Tsk-" He laughed, his shoulders shaking slightly.

(→_→)? ?

Shangguan Lingye was confused and looked at Jiang Yi like a silly girl:

"dare you laugh?"

Jiang Yi's smile froze, feeling that something was wrong with her, and she coughed lightly and said:

"Well... you can just say it, but it's not true. If he really dares to do that, I will get up and beat him to vent my anger."

"He has become an immortal. What would you do if he said, 'Hey~ I can't hit him, are you angry?'"

"..."

Not enough words to speculate! ——

The chapter has been modified, so it’s a bit short, I’m really sorry...

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