On how a fish can attack the villain of Infinity Disease

Chapter 297 Conspiracy

Minghua looked at Qinghe's unspeakable pain, closed his eyes unbearably, and said in a dull voice:

"Now he...killed his wife because of me..."

Ming Hua gradually lowered his head, feeling guilty, that things in this world are unpredictable and always go wrong.

"I ordered him not to help his wife to harm others, but his wife forbade him to leave. They fought because of this, and the demon accidentally killed his wife."

But in this matter, it is impossible to distinguish between good and evil, right and wrong, after all, it is greedy for profit and burns itself.

Qinghe didn't expect things to be like this, he stared blankly at Minghua, tears rolled down his eyes unconsciously, a breath of turbidity was stagnant in his heart, and he didn't make a sound for a long time.

The world seemed to have fallen into silence in an instant. Qing He looked up at the roof, his eyes filled with pain, and he spit out a mouthful of blood.

"Master!" Seeing Qinghe vomiting blood, Minghua hurriedly ran to Qinghe's side, knelt down beside Qinghe, took out a handkerchief and passed it to Qinghe's side.

Seeing that the situation in the room was not suitable, Ah Li continued to stay and silently exited the room.

Qinghe looked at Minghua with dim eyes, shook his head and pushed away the handkerchief he handed over, raised his hand to wipe his face mixed with blood and tears, then lowered his head and hugged the mirror tightly, and opened the mirror all the way He closed his eyes and said slowly to Ming Hua:

"Minghua, prepare for your teacher's wife's funeral."

Ming Hua looked at Fu Jing who had finally closed his eyes, and then at Qing He who seemed to have aged for a moment.

Before the younger brother passed away, Fu Jing and his master remained in love.At that time, the master was still full of black hair, his Taoist robe was clean and tidy, and his bearing was loose.

It has only been 20 years now, but his temples are covered with white spots and his back is bent. The journey of looking for his wife is engraved on his face, and the light in his eyes has dimmed a lot.

Times have changed, and things have changed.

After a long silence, Minghua withdrew his gaze, knelt down in front of Fujing, solemnly kowtowed three times to her, and said to Qinghe:

"Yes, Master."

Qinghe looked exhausted, unable to answer any more, just closed his eyes and hugged Fujing silently.

Ming Hua lifted up his robe, stood up and looked behind him, only to find that there was no one at the place where A Li was standing just now.

The noon sun passed through the willow branches and slanted down from the wooden window. The mottled halo fell in his eyes, and it was impossible to see clearly.

He sighed slowly, turned and walked out the door.As soon as he walked outside the door, he saw A Li leaning against the wall in a red dress, as if he was waiting for him.

Minghua paused, but didn't walk towards A Li immediately, but stood in place and watched A Li quietly with his eyes that were as warm as misty rain.

"Little Taoist priest, what's wrong with you?" Seeing Ming Hua's silent appearance, Ah Li was rarely worried.

"No problem." Minghua subconsciously wanted to raise his hand to touch the center of his brow, but the blood on his sleeve appeared before his eyes again. He paused, then put his hand down again, walked to Ah Li, and said slowly:

"I'm sorry just now."

"Are you apologizing for your master's words?" Ah Li frowned, and said indifferently: "What's the matter, I am a demon, and human monsters have different paths. I have seen many Taoist priests in the past hundred years, and it's always like this. "

"My master wasn't like this before." Minghua shook his head and explained: "He taught me that everything in this world has its own way, and that humans have their own way and monsters also have their own way. We maintain the peace of the world, but we only subdue the evil monsters that cause harm to the world. "

"As for the demons who have never done evil, they should also have a way out."

Ah Li listened to Minghua's words, his loose eyes froze for a short while, and he sighed nonchalantly:

"But there is no distinction between good and evil among these different races. It's just that the winner is king, and the weak will eat the strong."

After finishing speaking, she seemed not to want to continue talking about this topic, so she changed her voice and said, "My condolences about your teacher's wife."

"But if your teacher's wife is gone, the Yin-Yang Reversal Formation will not be opened again, so everyone in Maoshan shouldn't have to come to Gusu again?"

Ming Hua sighed, shook his head and said: "As long as the Yin-Yang Reverse Formation exists, there will be no peace in this world. We must destroy it completely, so as not to be used by those who want to."

Ah Li's expression froze, and her arms tightened, but she quickly recovered her expression and said, "That's fine."

She stood up straight, walked downstairs, said goodbye to Ming Hua:

"I brought back the souls that were killed by your teacher's wife back to Huangquan."

Seeing that Ah Li was about to leave, Minghua immediately stopped him and said, "No."

Ah Li faltered, turned to look at Minghua, with a charming smile on his face, and asked as if nothing had happened: "Why, do you still need these souls?"

"Of course not." Ming Hua walked towards Ah Li, and said to her: "Although the ghost domain is a shelter for hundreds of ghosts who stay in the world, they cannot enter reincarnation."

"The grievances of these souls can be solved, I can save them and send them back into reincarnation."

Ah Li's eyes gradually dimmed, and the smile on his face remained undiminished, he asked, "Shouldn't you be busy with your teacher's wife's funeral, and still have time to save them?"

"These few days are not enough time." Minghua naturally also considered this question, and replied kindly: "I can do it together with the masters and uncles after they arrive in Gusu City."

"That will happen in a few days." Ah Li looked Minghua up and down, and said, "You can't place these souls now, and it happens that you can put them in the ghost domain. You can do it after your uncles arrive."

After thinking for a few seconds, Ming Hua nodded and said, "That's fine."

Seeing that Minghua agreed, Ah Li calmly breathed a sigh of relief, rolled his eyes, and asked again: "Since you can save these souls, can you save the ghosts in Huangquan?"

Ming Hua was asked by Ah Li, and after thinking about it for a while, he replied: "If we can use the power of everyone in Maoshan Mountain, we can resolve the grievances of all ghosts."

Hearing what Minghua said, Ah Li's eyes lit up with joy, but the next second he heard Minghua say:

"It just takes longer."

A Li was taken aback, and asked, "How long?"

"Extending the soul requires a lot of energy, so this method cannot be used frequently. If you gather the strength of everyone in Maoshan, it will take about 100 years."

Hearing about 100 years, the joy in Ah Li's eyes disappeared completely, his eyebrows were twisted into a knot, and he didn't speak for a long time.

Seeing Ah Li's headache, Ming Hua asked aloud, "Why do you ask such a question?"

"Nothing." Ah Li heard Ming Hua's words, looked at Ming Hua who seemed puzzled, and said, "It's just that the resentment of the ghosts in the ghost domain is still there, and I also think they can enter reincarnation sooner."

"If you think that's what you think in your heart." Minghua was quiet for a few seconds, his eyes fell on A Li's face, he pressed his knuckles and said in a low voice: "I can stay in Gusu City and do my best to help They are reincarnated."

"Stay?" Ah Li subconsciously looked at Ming Hua, but Ming Hua lowered his head and didn't look at her.

Seeing Ming Hua's appearance, A Li gradually realized something, and his expression was a bit stunned.

I don't know why, because Minghua, a little Taoist priest, is very interesting, A Li often pesters him.

And Minghua often looks helpless when facing her, so she is even more aggressive, often teasing Minghua with jokes, asking if he has feelings for her.

At this time, Ming Hua would blush and drive A Li away from embarrassment, and A Li would leave happily after being interested.

But to her, those words were like geese passing without a trace and falling leaves without a sound, passing through her heart without leaving anything behind.

But now Ah Li is in a panic, and he can no longer show his usual eloquence, so he can only look at Minghua dully.

"I'll go back first..." Ah Li recovered from his trance, but he didn't dare to look at Ming Hua again, leaving only one sentence and hurried away as if to escape.

Minghua looked at A Li who fled from the desert, his upright body turned into a willow tree on the river bank, standing in place neither humble nor overbearing, his clear eyes fixed on A Li's back.

After a long time, he slowly closed his eyes with a penitent expression.

-

In the General's Mansion, Ning Yue had nothing to do and ordered someone to set up the stage. He was wearing the same costume as before, his face was so heavily makeup that he couldn't see his original appearance, and he babbled and sang among the actors.

Ning Jin sat under the stage, and the maid next to her held a big umbrella to block the bright sunlight.

Her hands were white in the sun, her eyes quietly fell on Ning Yue who was on the stage, listening to the surrounding silk music.

The servant came to Ning Jin with a plate of things, and put the contents on the table next to Ning Jin.

Ning Jin looked at the two pottery men put down by his servants, with a little puzzlement in his eyes, and asked, "What is this?"

"The Tao man I saw on the street yesterday." Ning Yue jumped off the stage, casually walked to the chair next to Ning Jin and sat down, and said:

"I thought the pottery man did a great job, so I ordered the peddler to prepare it and send it to the mansion. I didn't expect him to move very quickly."

After finishing speaking, Ning Yue raised a casual smile on his face, reached out and grabbed the two pottery figures, handed them to Ning Jin, and asked with great interest:

"Does Ah Jin know who they are?"

Ning Jin's eyes fell on the two pottery men, and after seeing their appearance clearly, the faint smile at the corner of his mouth froze, and his eyes turned cold.

"It seems that Ah Jin guessed it." Ning Yue looked at Ning Jin's expression, and he didn't need her to answer, and sighed to himself: "The hawker's craftsmanship is really good, and he did it perfectly."

While the two were talking, Yu Youyou, who had just come back from the mansion, hurried past the two of them. When Ning Yue saw her, the smile on his face became wider. He raised the pottery figure in his hand, and called out Yu Youyou pomelo, asked:

"Youyou is back, do you see that Tao looks like you?"

Yu Youyou was hurrying to go to the toilet, but Ning Yue called to stop her, so she hurriedly glanced at the Tao man, and said quickly and perfunctorily:

"Like like!"

After finishing speaking, she ran away anxiously, but was stopped by Ning Yue again.

"Then this one looks like Fang Ling?"

Yu Youyou had no choice but to stop, turned to look at the Tao man again, and said with a bitter face:

"Also like."

"Youyou's eyesight is really good." Ning Yue smiled and looked at Yu Youyou who ran away without looking back, and praised to himself.

After saying this, he looked at Ning Jin again, and asked with a smile:

"Does Ah Jin want this Taoist?"

Ning Jin looked at Ning Yue who was out of shape for no reason, finally nodded, and reached out to grab the Tao man, but was stopped by Ning Yue when he was about to touch it.

"Ah Jin can't be so greedy and wants both." Ning Yue looked at Ning Jin with a smile and said, "Ah Jin can only keep one."

After speaking, he handed the two Tao men to Ning Jin again, and asked:

"Who does Ah Jin want to choose?"