The fairy is fierce

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 away 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 did not dare to say anything. The dumplings in her hands were almost crushed, and her fingers were buried in the white down.

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

"The foundation is very solid. This kind of small thunder tribulation cannot hurt him."

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

"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 his 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 and bows:

"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. Everyone today 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 being able to practice to this extent with a mortal body shows that you have found the way, and then settle down." It’s not impossible to reach the extreme level of one’s martial arts in a hundred years.”

"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 a top warrior can shock the world with just his momentum before taking action. You are far behind."

Song Chi was actually very happy when he heard 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 the Nine Sects, but didn't know the details. However, the Crown Princess of the Yan Dynasty had 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 is 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 in the deep palace. He didn’t even need to eat or sleep. He had nothing else to do except work. He didn’t like keeping pets at first, but gradually he started to like them.

However, Shangguan Lingye would not tell these words to a girl who was more than 80 years younger than her. He just smiled calmly:

"I just raised it for company. Is this bird Tang Jingxun's?"

"Uh..."

Jiang Yi blinked her almond eyes, a little surprised:

"The queen even knows this."

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

Jiang Yi did not expect Shangguan Lingye to ask this. She looked a little embarrassed. After hesitating for a while, she answered:

"Well... She is a concubine of my family. She calls me sister and calls me sister."

"Ji?"

Concubine...

Shangguan Lingye turned his eyes slightly. He wanted to ask about the relationship between the ancestor and Zuo Lingquan indirectly, but the ancestor should not let Jiang Yi know about this kind of thing. She thought about it and gave up.

While chatting, the two flew over dozens of miles of mountains and fields and came to the top of the mountain temple in Dahuangling.

Jiang Yi was not sure whether Xu Mo had left or not, but since the Empress Dowager of Dayan was there, she was not afraid, but just asked curiously:

"Why are we here?"

"There are no people from the Demon Hunting Bureau nearby. Anyway, we have to stay for a few more days, so we can close this case."

After Shangguan Lingye finished speaking, he hung above the mountain. Without any movement, the ground below split to the left and right, revealing the cave and the pool.

Xu Mo had finished the ritual, and the originally dark green pool water became clearer, and the stone cave no longer had a gloomy feeling; countless skeletons were still lying at the bottom of the pool, and Xu Mo just sealed the original entrance.

Shangguan Lingye raised his hand and waved lightly, and the countless broken bones that were originally lying at the bottom of the pool floated up, and each returned to its place to form a complete skeleton. Although most of them were incomplete, at least it was possible to tell how many bodies there were.

Jiang Yi understood Shangguan Lingye's actions. The government does not just kill the murderer and be done with it. It also has to count the exact victims, avoid other missing and murder cases from being mixed into the same case, and hand over the remains to the family members, etc.

For example, if the bones in the pool are handed over to the coroner of the county government, it is estimated that they will never be put together in this lifetime. With the immortal master here, it saves a lot of trouble.

After taking a look, Jiang Yi asked:

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

"There are no two exactly the same people in the world. Between blood relatives, the identity can be judged by bone structure, blood, hair, and even the clothes worn; the Demon Hunting Department has a coroner who is specifically responsible for this matter, and he is already rushing to Zezhou."

The level of coroners in the Great Dan Dynasty is not so advanced, and Jiang Yi is not good at responding. He can only nod as if he understands and pretends to be "so that's it".

Because he can't understand these magical powers, Jiang Yi puts his eyes on Shangguan Lingye again.

Shangguan Lingye floated quietly, kneading the little bird ball in her hand, just like a beautiful woman in the deep palace teasing her pet. She didn't even look at the pool, and it was impossible to see that she was performing magic.

Jiang Yi had seen Wu Qingwan and Zuo Lingquan performing magic, and thought about it and asked curiously:

"Empress Dowager, don't masters need to pinch their fingers when performing magic?"

"Masters need it, but I don't."

"..."

Jiang Yi blinked her almond-like eyes and felt that this sentence was so domineering.

But she was just a little bird in the Qi Refining Period, and she was really embarrassed to discuss these things with a serious fairy, so she could only nod vaguely.

Back to Dahuangling, Jiang Yi remembered the magic sword, and aimed at the nine swords inserted in the cave, wanting to take it, 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. He saw what Jiang Yi meant and raised his finger. The nine swords inserted in the stone wall floated up by themselves, turned into sharp arrows, and shot towards Bitan Villa. They disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Jiang Yi had seen too many immortal arts today, and she didn't know how to comment on this. There was only the sigh of "young girls should be like this" in her eyes.

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

It was already early morning, and every household in the county town was closed, and there was no pedestrian on the street.

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

Jiang Yi recognized that this was Aunt Li's home. She learned that the evil spirit was transformed from Aunt Li's son, and she was worried about it. As Shangguan Lingye landed in the yard, she looked around, but did not see Aunt Li, but could vaguely smell the fragrance of rice.

Jiang Yi was a little confused and followed the smell to the kitchen stove next to her. There was a pot lid on it, but the stove was still on.

She opened the pot lid and looked at it. There was a bowl of rice and a dish of vegetables in the iron pot. It was probably left for her son who went into the mountains to chop wood. He was busy in the mountains all day, and he couldn't come back without food.

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

Shangguan Lingye may have seen a lot of life and death, and his expression was very calm. He turned around and came to the room with the door open next to him.

The room was simple but clean. An old woman with wrinkled face was leaning on the bed alone, holding a needle and thread in her hand. She had fallen asleep.

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

It was a pity that these clothes and shoes were destined to never be worn by her son again.

Jiang Yi pursed her lips, feeling mixed emotions.

After Shangguan Lingye glanced at it, he stood beside the bed and raised his slender hand. A faint stream of light emerged from his fingers and merged into the old woman's forehead.

Jiang Yi didn't know why and asked in a low voice:

"Senior, what are you doing?"

"Her son is dead, and she is in a knot in her heart. Help her forget about her son, and she will live a more comfortable life."

Jiang Yi was stunned, thought about it for a moment, then 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 and hesitated:

"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, asking parents to choose to forget their dead son in order to gain relief, I am afraid no parents will be willing to do this. This is letting 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 certainly correct, but in Jiang Yi's view, it is completely "the superiors stand on high and make the most reasonable arrangements for the people below according to their own ideas." What they do is a good thing, but I didn't consider the emotional factors of the people below.

This is like when Jiang Yi was the regent princess and saw a virtuous woman who was widowed and helpless, so she married the woman to a man of good conduct so that she would have someone to rely on for the rest of her life.

This seems to be a very reasonable arrangement to her, but the person involved may not necessarily be happy about it, and it may even be counterproductive; so even if it is a well-intentioned 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:

"You must not forget it directly. Well... every mother wants her son to live a good life. How about the senior gives her a dream and tells her that her son has been reincarnated as a high official, married a daughter-in-law and given birth to a son, so she can Don't worry about it...I feel like this is 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 aside 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.

Seeing this, Jiang Yi breathed a sigh of relief.

Shangguan Lingye looked at it quietly, and after making sure there was no problem, he turned around and walked out of the house, saying:

"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, even if I live for another hundred years, what else can I do? I feel uncomfortable for as long as I want, it’s better to just die of old age together.”

Shangguan Lingye frowned slightly, shook his head and said:

"You don't want to live long if you think like this."

Jiang Yi didn't care much and smiled:

"If you wish not to grow up, 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 found 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 promotion, wealth and 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:

"Mother, 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 haven't experienced that kind of scene, 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 rude tone: "He said, 'You are going to die soon. I can still live for many years. Are you angry or not?'" and then laughed. With a sound, his shoulders shook slightly.

(→_→)? ?

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

"Are you still laughing?"

Jiang Yi's smile froze, feeling that she had something 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 revised, so it’s a bit short, I’m really sorry...

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