God of creation's vest magic changes the world

Liao Qing, who returned to vulgarity, ignored the persuasion of his brothers and stayed in the mountain.

He can't wait to see Yu Ji.

Even if it is clear/it is still unclear whether Yuji has admiration for him.

He still wanted to see her, even if it was only for a short time.

However, Liao Qing, who was full of expectations for meeting again, did not expect that when he met again, what he would see would be Yu Ji's fragmented body.

Yuji died tragically in Aunt Li's home.

His heart seemed to be torn apart by a pair of invisible hands, Liao Qing was distraught.

He stared blankly at the scarred woman in the coffin, her expression was extremely painful and empty.

"How could Yuji die?"

"How could it be possible to die?"

Liaoqing murmured in a low voice, paranoia and madness filled his empty face.

"Yu Ji is a demon! She is a demon! How could she die! She will never die!"

Liao Qing growled in pain in his heart, his once peaceful eyes were like white paper that had been dyed black, mottled to a shocking degree.

Humans become Buddhas because of cutting off their love threads, Buddhas fall into the mortal world because of contamination/love/desire, and become demons because of the pain of losing what they love.

Liao Qing, who fell into paranoia, also fell into a demon.

He looked through hundreds of classics, searching hard for the method of "resurrection from the dead", and finally found the method from the "forbidden book" stolen from the forbidden area of ​​the temple in Huxin Village.

The law of "resurrection from the dead" is called the "soul-sacrificing curse" in the "Forbidden Book".

It means that if the caster wants to resurrect the dead, he must give half of his soul to the dead.

The soul is often closely related to the lifespan and fortune of human beings. If half of the soul is lost, it is equivalent to losing half of the life and the fortune of the next half of life.

Once one loses half of one's lifespan and all fortunes of the second half of one's life, one is not far from death.

Therefore, the essence of the "soul-sacrificing curse" is to exchange lives for lives.

Liao Qing, who has studied the "Soul Forsaken Curse" for a period of time, is very clear about this point.

But Liaoqing cast the "Soul-sacrificing Curse" without any hesitation.

He endured the pain of tearing the soul and sent half of the soul to Yu Ji's body.

Liao Qing's hair turned gray at the moment when half of his soul fell into Yu Ji's body.

The "Soul-sacrificing Curse" was successful, but there was no trace of joy in the clear expression.

Because Yu Ji's body did not recover, but left her soul.

He stared blankly at the sleeping soul with closed eyes, peach blossoms flashed out of nowhere, and surrounded the soul in an instant.

A golden light flashed, and under Liao Qing's gaze, the soul turned into a painting of beauties.

The beauty in the painting lifted her eyes slightly to take a look, then closed her eyes again and fell asleep.

Yu Ji did not return to her former body but turned into a beauty painting.

According to some ancient records, this is equivalent to changing from a demon to a spirit.

And this spirit fell into a deep sleep because it was too damaged.

Not being able to see the fresh Yuji, Liao Qing felt lost, but he finally felt relieved when he looked at the familiar painting of beauties floating in the air.

He glanced at Yu Ji's body with nostalgia, carefully hugged the beauty painting and left quietly.

Liao Qing, who was full of Yu Ji, didn't notice that there was a girl in the corner watching them and weeping silently.

……

Li Ruhua is the youngest daughter of Mrs. Li's son. She is usually the most loved by her family because she was born fair and clean. Until later, a beautiful elder sister came to the family.

Everyone in the family liked the new beautiful big sister very much, and they doted on her very much, which also reduced Li Ruhua's status in the eyes of the family to the second place, but Li Ruhua was not angry at all.

Because Li Ruhua also likes the beautiful big sister very much.

The beautiful big sister is not only gentle, but also hugs her to play games and gives her a lot of garlands and grass-woven animals, which makes her feel sweet.

But then...

The beautiful big sister is dead.

Li Ruhua wept uncontrollably.

She was still reluctant to go to the mourning hall of the beautiful big sister, deceiving herself and wanting to deny her death, but she still couldn't forget the scene she vaguely saw through the crowd that morning.

Her always cheerful grandma hugged her beautiful older sister, whose clothes were torn and covered in blood, and wept silently.

The beautiful sister is really dead!

The self-deceiving Li Ruhua finally collapsed and admitted this fact.

Later, Li Ruhua, who was sad, met the Buddha who was standing in front of the mourning hall with tears on his face and a dazed expression.

She heard him murmuring madly.

She saw madness in his holy, compassionate eyes.

She saw him look at the beautiful big sister lovingly and full of pity, and turned to leave with a paranoid, crazy and determined look.

Li Ruhua, who had believed that they were in love with each other since seeing Buddha and the beautiful big sister interlocking their fingers, burst into tears.

Fozi lost his favorite sweetheart, and Ruhua also lost her favorite sister.

Later, Li Ruhua, who couldn't sleep at night and ran to the mourning hall full of loneliness to see the beautiful big sister, saw a shocking scene.

Dressed in black, with a pale face and a cold expression, Fozi cut his wrist and dripped blood into the bottle in front of him. The next second, the bottle rang out a shrill ghostly cry, and Fozi seemed to have suffered unspeakable torture.

Li Ruhua watched Fozi's clothes wet with sweat, watched his face distorted in pain, and watched him clenched his teeth.

The violently beating bottle finally stopped after a long time. Li Ruhua saw Fozi staggering and climbing on the coffin in the mourning hall, then he raised his hand weakly and put the bottle on the body of the beautiful elder sister.

The next second, she saw a familiar soul floating out of the beautiful big sister's body.

That is the soul of the beautiful big sister.

Li Ruhua knew this clearly, she was full of sadness, but also full of joy and nostalgia.

Immediately afterwards, she saw the beautiful big sister turned into a painting. In that painting, the beautiful big sister was painted. In the painting, the beautiful big sister opened her eyes and looked at Fuzi tenderly before closing them reluctantly.

After the beautiful elder sister closed her eyes, Fozi reluctantly looked at the beautiful elder sister's body and left the mourning hall with the painting.

Two people who love each other finally get together in another way.

Although Li Ruhua is reluctant to give up, she knows that Fozi, who loves her beautiful big sister deeply, will treat her favorite sister well.

She is sad but full of blessings.

……

Time back to a week ago.

That day happened to be the seventh day of July, also known as Ghost Festival.

The custom of the Huxin Village Ghost Festival is to burn street clothes. On the ghost festival day, the villagers of Huxin Village will bring a whole family to set up a high platform, a small statue of Lord Yama, small wine and dishes, and lit incense at the door of the house. One by one, they knelt down in front of the statue of Lord Hades and burned street clothes.

Yuji borrowed the ghost festival of the year when she lived in Huxin Village, and it was no exception.

On Ghost Festival, the villagers of Huxin Village went home bustlingly after burning their street clothes as usual.

They worked hard during the day and soon fell into a deep sleep accompanied by the moonlight.

When the full moon rises gradually, the bright moonlight casts indistinct black shadows on the village in the middle of the lake.

Under the willow tree next to Mrs. Li's house, there was a big rooster with its head held high and its chest raised, curiously raising its paws and pressing down on the shadow.

"Cluck! Cluck! Cluck..."

The black shadow suddenly split from the middle, revealing the jagged teeth, and the moment the big cock jumped away in fright, it jumped up from the ground and swallowed the big cock alive.

The black shadow that swallowed the big cock was aroused by the flesh and blood in its mouth. It made a motion similar to a dog looking for food, and then swam towards Aunt Li's house.

The same scene happened outside the doors of many nearby families.

So, a few minutes later, someone got up at night and ran into a decapitated ghost, someone woke up from the mucus dripping on his face and saw a monster with a human body and a pig face when he opened his eyes, someone picked up a wooden stick and got up to catch the thief but fell slimy monster...

Screams were heard one after another in some rooms of more than a dozen families near Aunt Li's house.

However, despite the scream that could startle the entire Huxin Village, the others were still sleeping as if they couldn't hear them, even the family members who were separated from them by a wall.

Aunt Li, who got up to drink water at night but bumped into a ghost, dodged the bone stick thrown by the headless male ghost in embarrassment, but slipped and fell to the ground in a blink of an eye.

Severe pain hit, but Aunt Li couldn't care about anything else. She just looked at Li Gui reflexively, and saw Li Gui lift up the bone stick that hit the ground and turn to look at her.

She is done!

Aunt Li flashed this idea in an instant.

As she guessed, the male ghost flew towards her immediately, she closed her eyes in despair, and fell to the ground waiting to die.

"bump--"

There was a cracking sound accompanied by a low growl that stopped abruptly. Aunt Li opened her eyes reflexively in fright, and a familiar figure appeared in front of her eyes.

Yu Ji stood in front of her.

The delicate and beautiful woman stood in front of her, holding a peach blossom branch in her green and jade-white hand. With a little force from the woman, the peach blossom branch was pulled away from the exploded and shattered monster body.

The peach blossom branch that was forcibly drawn out became half an arm's length the moment it was pulled away, and the peach blossom on the branch also shook its head happily.

The beauty lowered her eyes and thought for a moment, then plucked a delicate peach blossom and threw it at the dilapidated headless male ghost.

The petals of the delicate peach blossoms were scattered, and the petals suddenly turned into small swords.

The ten small swords pierced into the ghost's body, only to hear a feeble growl, and the ghost flew out of its wits.

The black mist transformed by the ghost dispersed from before her eyes, and Aunt Li finally recovered from the shock and realized that she was saved.

And at this time, Yu Ji, who had finished dealing with the ghost, hurried to Aunt Li's side and helped her up from the ground.

Aunt Li endured the pain and looked at Yu Ji just about to say something, when she saw Yu Ji's complexion sank, and she raised her eyes to look out the window.

"Ma'am, the neighbors are in danger. I..."

The woman who was pampered by Aunt Li bit her lip, her brows were slightly frowned with worry and subtle determination.

"I want to save them. Madam, if you hold this peach blossom, it will protect you."

Before Aunt Li could speak, she saw Yuji sitting cross-legged on the ground, her index finger and middle finger made a sword and cut a hole in her wrist.

The index finger was stained with blood on the wrist and bounced in the air. Yuji slightly parted her lips and read a paragraph of mysterious words.

Beads of peach-pink blood flew in all directions as if carried away by an invisible force. It passed through the walls, across the night sky, and dripped into the rooms of neighbors who encountered ghosts.

The peach blossom branches broke through the ground, and the brown branches blocked the ghosts in critical moments.

"I'm Yuji."

Youdao's charming voice sounded from the room, the owner of the voice was gentle and soft, speaking with some consolation.

"Everyone runs behind the peach blossom branches now."

"Until I take these ghosts away, the peach blossom branch will protect you."

The neighbors and folks who believed in Yuji quickly ran to hide behind the peach blossom branches, and those who were timid even buried their heads in the peach blossom branches.

Taohuazhi fights with the ghosts.

The fierce fighting sounded for a long time, and the neighbors and villagers watched helplessly as the ghost became more and more angry and attacked more and more fiercely. Seeing that the peach blossom branches were about to be unstoppable, the neighbors and villagers couldn't help feeling anxious.

"Crack-"

The peach blossom branch was beaten and broken.

The neighbors and villagers panicked for a moment, but the broken peach blossom branch turned into a brown rope and bound the ghost in a gesture of "death together".

Seeing the peach blossom branch disappear together with the ghost, the neighbors and villagers were completely confused.

At the same time, peach-pink blood slipped from the corner of Yu Ji's mouth, which was sitting cross-legged in the back room, and her rosy face became completely pale.

Aunt Li, who saw Yu Ji's state in her eyes, was so anxious that she burst into tears. She stretched out her hand tremblingly and wanted to wipe the blood from the corner of Yu Ji's mouth, but Yu Ji lightly threw it to a corner of the back room.

Pink peach blossom petals surrounded Aunt Li, forming an oval protective barrier.

Aunt Li wanted to run to Yuji, but was stopped gently by peach blossom petals.

Immediately afterwards, Aunt Li was horrified to find that there were countless bound ghosts around Yuji, and then watched helplessly as the ropes that bound the ghosts broke.

The ghosts who escaped from the shackles ran away completely. They were eager to vent, and Yuji became the best object.

What happened next became Aunt Li's eternal nightmare.

Pink drops of blood splashed down one after another, and a small enchanting peach blossom forest rose from the ground. A woman with beautiful and charming eyebrows and eyes showing seductiveness shuttled through the small peach blossom forest to resist the attack of violent ghosts with the help of peach blossoms all over the sky.

"Crack-"

The peach blossom branches broke one after another, and the woman was shot down by ghosts again and again.

However, even though her clothes were torn and blood was dripping, the woman climbed up and flew towards the ghost as if she was not afraid of pain.

Seeing that the prey had not been dealt with for a long time, the ghosts who went their own way unexpectedly attacked the woman together tacitly.

Under Aunt Li's horrified gaze, Yuji smiled gently at her, and in the next second, Yuji stopped breathing.

With the disappearance of Yuji, the dilapidated Peach Blossom Forest seems to have gained new strength, and it flourished again.

The dense peach blossom branches bound the ghost, and the peach blossoms on the branches fell suddenly and turned into blades and pierced into the ghost's body in an instant.

The black mist dissipated in the peach blossom forest, and the bare peach blossom tree groaned sadly as it watched Yu Ji, who had died of life.

In the next second, the peach blossom forest slowly melted like snow under the scorching sun, leaving only a snow-white handkerchief embroidered with Bana flowers falling in Yu Ji's arms.

The other shore flower is the flower used by the Yaozu to pay homage to the soul of the dead, and Taohualin uses them to pay homage to the soul of Yu Ji.

At the moment when the peach blossom forest dispersed, all the petals of the peach blossoms protecting Aunt Li withered, and Aunt Li, who was in tears, staggered towards Yuji.

Aunt Li put her finger under Yu Ji's nose in a daze, and waited for a long time but still didn't feel Yu Ji's breath.

Yuji is dead.

This idea flashed through Aunt Li's mind that seemed to be filled with iron core.

As if unable to bear this fact, Aunt Li cried bitterly while hugging the woman in her arms.

At this time, the neighbors who barely calmed down and were full of worries were finally able to leave the room.

They didn't care to call out their family members, and hurried to Aunt Li's house.

However, before the neighbors and folks who came in a hurry had time to knock on the door, they saw Yu Ji who was covered in blood and was held in the arms of Aunt Li through a window that seemed to be cut by a knife blade.

Yuji died in the hands of ghosts in order to save them.

No matter how painful, guilty, or even hating themselves, they still can't change the reality, and they can only become more silent in the end.

Their stature is getting thinner and their personalities are getting duller. No matter how others ask them what happened, they never say a word.

What happened that night became their unspeakable pain.

And Aunt Li, who knew everything, was immersed in grief all day long because of Yuji's departure, and she didn't even respond to the outside world.

Therefore, why Yuji died tragically at Aunt Li's house became something that the villagers of Huxin Village couldn't ask for.

Over time, the desperate villagers began to force themselves to forget this incident and the deep-seated pain.

It wasn't until later that they learned about the love between Fozi and Yuji from the drunk picturesque mouth of Aunt Li's family and the fact that Fozi used forbidden techniques to save Yuji and turned her head overnight, and they were awakened again. Deliberately forget the pain in the depths of memory.

Later, the gray-haired Buddha gave them a portrait of Yuji when he was dying.

He told them that there was Yu Ji's soul in this painting, and hoped that they would take good care of Yu Ji based on their past love.

The villagers were delighted and surprised, and wanted to ask again, but found that the gray-haired Buddha looked at the portrait in their hands and lost his vitality.

The villagers sighed, "The Buddha's love is so deep that no one in the world can match it."

After sighing, the villagers collected the Buddha's body and buried him next to the ancient temple where the portrait was hung.

Later, in order to commemorate the affectionate Buddha and the gentle and kind Yuji, the villagers set the day when the Buddha entrusted the portrait of Yuji to them when he was dying.

That is the meaning of expressing condolences to the spirit of the Buddha in heaven and remembering the friendship between Yuji and Huxin Village.

Only later, the original meaning of this Qingqing Festival was gradually passed down by the descendants who did not know the deep friendship between Yuji and the villagers of Huxin Village, but only remembered the beautiful love between Buddha and Yuji. On this day, Yuji and Yuji express their love to each other and agree with each other for a lifetime."

This is the origin of the plot of later generations.