Hell Emperor

As Ye Jie returned, Nan Linghe stayed by his side and kept pulling him to complain:

"Brother Jie, my whole trip to Chang'an with my sword made me dizzy. If Guazi hadn't asked me to rest in the Qiong Tower scroll, I would have fallen down long ago!"

Hearing this, Hua Xiaomei, who was dressed in white and had a white face, joked: "You are the lucky star of all of us. Even if you fall, you might fall into some secret realm left by an immortal. That should be a good thing, right? Maybe next time, I will secretly You throw it from the flying sword..."

"Ugh... don't throw me away."

Nan Linghe shrank his neck and hid behind Ye Jie with a look of fear, not daring to show his head.

Ye Jie smiled: "She was just joking with you. Don't worry, you won't be thrown down... Speaking of which, there really is no negative effect when a lucky star enters your life. Your fortune is always at the highest point. Isn't that comprehensive? Better than the second-grade talent: Is it going to be great?”

Seeing Ye Jie mentioning herself, Xie Xinyu stamped her feet and glared at him: "Huh? What are you talking about?"

"Isn't it?" Ye Jie reminded, "If you have to accumulate bad luck along the way, you may even take the initiative to invite bad things. Only under extreme adversity can you get the favor of good luck and turn the decline around. In contrast, Lucky Star You don’t have to pay any price to get your destiny, and you will always have that good luck. Isn’t it a complete explosion?”

Xie Xinyu lowered her lips with dissatisfaction, and scratched her head in embarrassment, which made her originally neat hairstyle slightly messy:

"That's true... but always good luck is not a good thing sometimes. As the saying goes, only when there is decline can there be prosperity, and when there is yin, there is yang. Things always have two sides, and one is indispensable. If you always have good luck, On the contrary, it will bring serious consequences.”

Ye Jie was startled. Xie Xinyu's words made sense. She was well versed in the art of divination, so she naturally knew the secrets that ordinary people didn't know. She hurriedly asked, "What are the consequences?"

"The consequence is that she will never feel the pain of failure, nor the blow of bad luck, and can only live a boring and perfect life." Xie Xinyu said seriously.

Hua Xiaomei looked confused: "Isn't that a good thing? Who wants to experience failure and blow?"

Xie Xinyu coughed dryly: "Anyway...that's how it is. If she hasn't experienced the pain of failure, her experience will not be complete. She should feel regretful...right?"

Seeing Nan Linghe tilting his head, as if he didn't understand what he was talking about, Xie Xinyu crossed his arms and turned his head sideways, with a face full of dissatisfaction: "In short, my talent and magical powers are not fully developed yet!"

Ye Jie spread his hands, why did he become more anxious the more he spoke? He had no choice but to change the subject and said to Nan Linghe: "By the way...have you still not been able to overcome your fear of the sky along the way?"

Hearing Ye Jie mention this, Nan Linghe's face turned red and he lowered his head in embarrassment: "Brother Jie...did I let you down?"

Ye Jie smiled and said, "How could you be disappointed? Some people are afraid of water, some are afraid of fire. Some are afraid of light, and some are afraid of ghosts. And what you are afraid of is the misty sky far away from the ground. This is a normal thing."

Ye Jie's voice of encouragement came to his ears, and Nan Linghe smiled softly, and heard Xie Xinyu snort softly: "What's there to be afraid of in the sky? I'm not afraid at all! You should learn from me."

Nan Linghe did not refute. When she thought of the high sky, her hands kept trembling. Her whole body wanted to hide in Ye Jie's arms, her face turned pale and she felt uneasy.

Just when Nan Linghe was at a loss, a strong hand suddenly held her. She looked up tremblingly, only to see Ye Jie looking over with a worried face.

"Your reaction is worse than I expected." Ye Jie said with concern, "Your fear of the sky is not a simple fear, it is more like a stress reaction after being injured, a hidden trauma in your heart. "

Nan Linghe blinked: "What... does that mean?"

"I have met many ghosts. They have lingering fears about certain things, and those things are often related to the cause of their death. Whenever those things are mentioned, fear will surge into my heart, and I will fall into hesitation and anxiety. middle."

After a pause, Ye Jie continued: "Your fear of the sky is not innate, right? You told me that you died from a meteorite falling from the sky. I think your fear of the sky, That’s where it comes from.”

Hearing Ye Jie mention the meteorite, Nan Linghe curled up, as if to shrink into a ball. Her breathing became heavier and cold sweat broke out on her forehead.

Just when she was wrapped in fear and at a loss, Ye Jie leaned down, put his hands on her shoulders, and stared into her slightly dim eyes: "Don't worry, you are very safe now, there will be no more meteorites." Coming to hurt you."

Xia Wei, who had been listening quietly, also comforted her: "Master is right, even if a meteorite does fall, I will completely smash it into pieces. Senior Sister He, you will be fine."

Nan Linghe muttered softly: "But... besides meteorites, there are many scary things in the sky."

Ye Jie didn't answer, but reached out and patted her shoulder.

"Being crushed to death by a meteorite? What kind of death is that?" Xie Xinyu was stunned. She had never heard of such a thing before, and couldn't help but look at Nan Linghe a few more times. "At least at this point, even if you win."

Under the constant words of comfort from everyone, Nan Linghe finally smiled and temporarily forgot about his fear of the sky.

While everyone was chatting, the maids gathered aside suddenly exclaimed:

"This is bad..."

"Her deterioration is unstoppable. What should we do now?"

Ye Jie also heard the maids' exclamations and quickly stepped forward to ask: "What's wrong? What happened? Why are you in such a panic?"

Guazi looked depressed: "She is Meng Junyao's biological mother. Her soul is deteriorating... If this continues, it won't be long before she will completely become a ghost. Then it will be bad..."

Ye Jie was stunned. Meng Junyao's biological mother was the mermaid woman whose soul he collected in the Dragon Palace.

Among the worried maids, Yulan hid her face and sighed: "Qu Wan, who committed suicide, was deemed to be a greedy person who committed extremely evil crimes. Unless she was escorted to the Soul-Eating Abyss, or a judge wiped out her crimes, , she will become a ghost and will be accompanied by pain for the rest of her life.”

Ye Jie sighed: "Those who commit suicide, no matter what the reasons are, will rarely die well in the underworld. Not only will their moral virtue be deducted, but even if they can break into the Naihe Bridge and get the chance of reincarnation, they will be punished as animals for three lives. . The soul of Meng Junyao’s biological mother should not have committed suicide by taking poison.”

Fu Ling glanced at him and defended Qu Wan: "After all... we still have to look at the reasons. We can't generalize everything."

"Maybe..." Ye Jie was noncommittal. He remembered that Fuling also committed suicide. At this point, she had more say.

Ye Jie looked around and saw Meng Junyao with a depressed look on his face, but Qu Wan was nowhere to be seen, so he asked, "Where is Qu Wan now?"

Guazi replied: "She was originally accompanying Meng Junyao, but because she had been in the world for a long time, and due to longing for her, her soul deteriorated, and she had to enter the Qionglou scroll to cultivate."

Ye Jie understood: "Let me go see her."

Guazi took out the golden scroll. After all the troubles, Ye Jie was no longer an outsider to them. Of course, they agreed to the request to enter the scroll without even thinking about it.

As the light circulated, Ye Jie's figure was also included in the painting, and he was quickly taken to the elegant quiet room on the upper floor of the wine country by the maids, where he saw Qu Wan's soul resting in it.

Seeing Ye Jie coming, Qu Wan stood up and said, "Are you... the destined person chosen by the ghost fairy Aunt Meng?"

Ye Jie nodded in agreement: "That's right."

Qu Wan looked ashamed: "It's embarrassing to say it. They say parents should protect their children's growth. Not only did I fail to do it, but I also relied on the protection of my children's past lives. It really makes me feel guilty..."

At the end of the sentence, she began to cough violently, with a fierce voice, wishing to cough out all her internal organs. Every time she coughed, her figure became darker. At the end, Ye Jie was even very worried whether her soul would directly dissipate.

"How are you?"

Ye Jie took a deep breath. The deterioration of Qu Wan's body was more serious than he expected. She wouldn't be able to survive for long before she would completely become a ghost and would be accompanied by pain for the rest of her life.

Qu Wan's face showed bitterness: "I still remember the pain of the poison. Every moment, my belly seemed to be cut by thousands of sharp knives. I heard those maids say that once I become a White Walker, this pain will... That day without peace will always be with me..."

Ye Jie sighed: "They are right, becoming a ghost is an unacceptable result for any soul. Unless a judge cancels your guilt for you, you can continue to exist like an ordinary ghost. Otherwise, , you’d better enter reincarnation as soon as possible to avoid suffering that pain.”

If the main account of Tianxuan Palace is still there, maybe the ghosts there can think of a way to cancel Qu Wan's crime and punishment, but without the main account, they can't do this.

Ye Jie glanced at her and couldn't help but shook his head: "It's a coincidence that not long ago, my companions and I took a risk and rushed into the Naihe Bridge, sending some souls into reincarnation. If at that time, you had followed me, say Maybe I have been reincarnated now, so I don’t have to suffer pain.”

Previously, Qu Wan wanted to stay with Meng Junyao. Although she had become a ghost, she still wanted to accompany her daughter.

Of course, Ye Jie would not refuse this request, so he let her stay here, ultimately missing the best opportunity to send her into reincarnation.

Unlike Ye Jie who was quite regretful, Qu Wan had already looked away: "There is no need to feel sorry for this. I said before I get news about my husband, I don't want to go back to reincarnation alone."

Ye Jie nodded, Qu Wan's husband was the Dragon King of Jinghe River. The reason why Qu Wan drank poison and died was because the Dragon Palace was destroyed and she died for love.

Previously, Qu Wan had refused to re-enter reincarnation because she did not know the whereabouts of the dragon soul. Even if she was about to become a ghost, she would not change her mind.

"Speaking of the Dragon King's Soul...I did get some news. No, I should say I saw it with my own eyes."

Ye Jie's expression changed slightly when he mentioned the whereabouts of the dragon soul. During this trip to the underworld, he also saw many amazing sights, including the ghost gate where the soul of the Dragon King was imprisoned.

"He...where is he? Tell me quickly!"

After hearing Ye Jie's words, Qu Wan suddenly became anxious and kept asking questions.

Ye Jie took a deep breath and decided to tell the truth: "Calm down first, this is not good news... As far as I can see, the soul of the Dragon King appeared above the ghost gate, and it seems to have been refined by the ghost gate and became Part of that artifact.”

Sure enough, after learning the news, Qu Wan's eyes were blank, and he couldn't help covering his face and sobbing: "How could...how could this happen?"

Ye Jie also couldn't bear it, but that was the truth. Rather than telling her false news with lies, he was more willing to tell her the truth:

"The moment the ghost gate opened, I saw his face was ferocious, as if he was suffering from endless pain, and he was looking for some kind of relief. Now, the master of Tianxuan Palace and Li Tang in the human world are joining forces to fight against the master of Guangwang Palace. Don't worry. Now, just wait until the moment Lord Guang Wang is defeated, his soul will naturally be freed, and you will be able to meet him again..."

With Ye Jie's comfort, Qu Wan's expression improved: "It seems...that's all we can do. Now there are undercurrents under the underworld. I'm just the lowest wandering soul. What can I do?" ? You are the destined person chosen by Yaoer in his previous life, I believe what you say!"

Ye Jie didn't answer. He looked at Qu Wan, thoughtfully.

In a sense, Qu Wan is also Meng Junyao's biological mother. In terms of status, she is on the same level as Po Meng on the Naihe Bridge.

After learning about the whereabouts of the Dragon King's Soul, Qu Wan's expression improved significantly, and his face was no longer pale and regained its color. Although his abdomen was always experiencing the pain of the knife attack when the poison attacked, he At this moment, there was a little more courage in her eyes.

If you want to avoid becoming a White Walker, in addition to the protection of external conditions, what is more important is whether you have the courage to never sink in your heart.

Once you lose your courage and hope for life, you will completely become a ghost, and there will be no chance of improvement.

Ye Jie's words failed to give her a clear promise, but they undoubtedly gave her a glimmer of hard-won hope in a desperate situation.

Although that hope was so slim and insignificant, as long as there was hope, courage would not die, and she would not completely sink.

After some explanations and letting Qu Wan wait here with peace of mind, Ye Jie walked out of the Qionglou scroll.

"How about it?"

"What did she say?"

As soon as they walked out of the Qiong Tower scroll, the maids gathered around him impatiently, looking at Ye Jie with hopeful eyes, wanting to know what they had just said.

Ye Jie told the truth: "I told her the news about the Dragon King's Soul. Now she has regained hope and can persist for more time during the deterioration of the White Walkers."

Hearing this, all the maids looked happy, and their eyes looking at Ye Jie were filled with lingering trust.