The ancestor who passed through the book became a villain, and his junior sister gave up on therapy.

Mayor's Mansion.

There was only one lamp lit in the huge courtyard. The mayor, Shaoming, was sitting at the table, rubbing his fingers on the portrait inadvertently.

【Mayor!Please, can you lend me some money?My wife is seriously ill and needs to buy medicine. I really can’t get it now! 】

【Mayor!Please help me, I am willing to work as a cow or a horse for you! 】

During the day, the middle-aged man’s words echoed in his ears, and he seemed to have returned to a few years ago...

"Your Majesty! Please, let me go...I will get the money together as soon as possible, Your Majesty!"

That year, when I was transporting goods for business, I was robbed by bandits. When I was captured, I also begged so hard.

Shaoming rubbed his swollen temples and his eyes met the woman in the portrait inadvertently.

The bitterness of the words made him close his eyes...

"Ning Chu."

"Minglang..."

A faint female voice came from outside, and gusts of cold wind disturbed the candlelight in the room.

Light and dark swayed, leaving dancing shadows on the walls.

"Ningchu!"

The familiar voice made Shaoming stand up from his stool.

The door opened due to the wind, and a woman in blue stood at the door.

"Minglang..."

There was another call. After seeing the former clearly, Shaoming's knees became weak and he knelt on the ground weakly.

A shallow film of water accumulated in the blurred eyes: "Ning Chu..."

The woman in blue stood still and didn't move, perhaps because she couldn't walk.

Her body was covered in large and small scars, and blood was flowing on the sides of her legs. Her beautiful eyes had been gouged out, leaving only empty eye holes.

After being captured that year, Shaoming was released by the bandits a week later. It was Ningchu who rescued him...

He sacrificed his life and innocence to save his life!

"Ningchu, wait for me! In just three years, I will definitely be rich as hell, marry you in a magnificent sedan chair, and let you enjoy all the glory and wealth in this world!"

"it is good……"

The vows made in the past seemed like a joke. The daughter of mayor Ningchu Tongshan was already rich and prosperous, so why did she need to promise it to herself?

If I had never said anything...

Wei Yi, who was standing at the door, just looked at him, the magic patterns on his clothes shining.

Shaoming is a mortal and cannot see the remnants of the soul that is about to disappear, but he can see himself.

The heroine used the illusion array to interfere with his vision, causing him to mistake herself for Ningchu.

She used the method of astrology to peek into the past of the two of them, and knew what kind of posture would make him collapse even more when she appeared in front of him.

But...why did he react so little?Can this inspire overwhelming evil spirits?

How about killing him directly?

Thinking about it, she glanced at Ning Chu, who was standing next to her and was also trembling.

"You are finally back..." Shaoming closed his eyes, suppressed his tears, exhaled and walked towards Wei Yi.

"Minglang...it hurts so much..." Wei Yi withdrew his gaze and spoke without any emotion.

Although her magic array is not as good as Qin Yuan's, it is still very easy to fool a mortal.

After a pause in walking forward, Shaoming still hugged Wei Yi into his arms: "I'm sorry..."

"I know you are not Ningchu, but I am willing to let you do whatever you want."

Wei Yi opened her eyes wide and felt a little stiff. Was her illusion seen through by a mortal?

She looked into Shaoming's eyes, and saw that the other person was still looking helpless as he was deeply trapped in the illusion.

"I don't know who you are, but thank you for allowing me to meet Ningchu..."

A person's soul will come back after seven days after death. Shaoming knelt in the snow for a long time just to see her, but to no avail...

He also heard from the immortals that he could not see the dead again until he became a ghost cultivator. Even now, after struggling to summon the souls, he is still a mortal.

It was impossible for Ningchu to see him. She was blaming herself...

Similarly, Shaoming cannot forgive himself!

Having said that, Wei Yi did not intend to pretend anymore, pushed his body away, pulled out the spiritual sword and pressed it against his chest:

"Let me do it?"

"Have you ever regretted every word you said? Pay for it with your life and suffer thousands of times as much as Ningchu?"

"Regret...how can I not regret it?" Shaoming looked at her face and did not answer the following questions.

Taking a step forward, the sharp sword tip sank directly into his chest, not deep enough to kill him.

"If I hadn't promised and I hadn't broken into the mayor's mansion, Ningchu would be very happy now... It was me who failed to protect her and harmed her..."

As he spoke, he took another step forward, blood spilling from the corner of his mouth.

He was tired after so many years. Even though he had endless wealth, he was on a par with Ning Chu and avenged her and wiped out the bandits...

But what's the use?

"and many more…"

Ningchu on the side suddenly screamed, and a trace of ghostly energy gathered, trying to bounce the two people away, but she was too weak to do so now.

Blame him?Want to hear his confession?

Actually, I didn’t think so... Even if I could hear something, I did it voluntarily!

why not?

I have no shame to see you...I am no longer innocent, I am dirty...

Shaoming never married, earned endless wealth, and fulfilled his original promise.

"I don't ask for...meeting each other in the next life, I just ask for her to be safe and sound..." Shaoming said with a smile. He wanted to die and took a big step forward. The blade of the sword did not penetrate his heart.

But he didn't show any pain, instead he felt a deep sense of relief.

"No!"

Ningchu screamed, and Shaoming heard it and turned around with the last of his strength.

He could see her even before he died, and he saw her...

"You are finally back…"

Wei Yi pushed back a step and pulled out the long sword. Hot blood dripped on the ground. Shaoming, who had no support, swayed and fell backward.

Ning Chu quickly rushed over to catch him, but her hand passed through his body.

"Ningchu..." Shaoming collapsed on the ground, his life flowing out rapidly. He reached out to touch her face: "I'm sorry, it was me who hurt you..."

"No...it's not..." Ningchu wanted to cover his wound, but his hand went through it again and again.

She's going crazy!Why does it become like this!I just wanted to see him one last time before I completely lost my mind. Why did Minglang die?

It was me who led the wolf into the house!

"Ning Chu..."

Shaoming called out one last time, his voice was very unclear, and the blood spilled blocked his throat.

He tremblingly moved the hand that wanted to touch her face to the center of her eyebrows.

There is a method of ghost cultivation called "Chengyin", which means to send one's negative virtues to ghosts so that they will not be restrained. Even if they go far away, they will not be lonely ghosts.

This method can be performed on the mortal body, but the price is that even ghosts cannot become ghosts after death. Immoral ghosts are the same as corpse ghosts, and are not tolerated by heaven and earth.

Without a physical body to protect the soul, the hardening achievements will be erased by heaven's punishment.

The mayor of the town, Shaoming, has a huge fortune. He is stingy to himself but generous to others. He secretly helps without asking for anything in return and has accumulated countless bad qualities.

The only luxurious house was built for Ningchu. She is the daughter of the mayor. How could I suffer her...