The sound of the wind in the courtyard was incessant, mixed with tragic cries. It seemed that they had cried for a long time. Their hoarse throats were low and uneasy, but also seemed to be endless unwillingness.
The long-haired young woman slowly walked toward the well. Every step seemed to consume a lot of energy, and the figure bent down at a visible speed.
Xu Xian looked at the female ghost's back and felt an unknown sadness. Just like the cold environment around him, after staying for a long time, his mood became low.
"I know you have resentment in your heart. If you don't say it, do you want to carry the pain and continue to live forever? How many days and nights of suffering have you not tasted it?”
Xu Xian didn't stop her rashly. The female ghost was already standing by the well. If it weren't for the terrifying blood on the ground, she might have thought that someone was trying to commit suicide.
The hazy moonlight was extremely miserly, and even the shadows on the ground could not be distinguished. At that moment, it was as if the scene of the woman jumping into the well back then was reenacted, except that her shadow was missing.
The cold wind blew past, causing the female ghost's long hair to move slightly. It was as if she had made some important decision. Her young back revealed a bleak and desolate look.
The woman finally stopped crying, as if she had stopped for a long time. Her feet moved slightly, and she finally jumped down.
Xu Xian quietly watched everything in front of him. He watched the woman jump into the abyss. The sound of splashing came from the bottom of the well. Her heart-wrenching cries lingered in the empty courtyard for a long time.
The little fox's eyes widened as if she could not believe the scene in front of her. At this moment, a rustling sound suddenly came from the bottom of the silent well, like the ear-piercing sound of sharp claws rubbing against the wall.
"Sizzle ~ Sizzle ~"
The voice became clearer and clearer. The little fox covered her ears uneasily, wishing she could bury herself in Xu Xian's body.
A bloody hand reached out from the bottom of the well, leaving only half a rotten arm. The white bones were twisted together, as if the tendons and bones were separated.
Immediately after, the female ghost who had jumped down earlier finally stuck her head out. Her appearance was even more terrifying than before, as if her entire body was covered in blood.
"Keke!"
The female ghost suddenly opened her mouth, and dark red blood kept gushing out. It seemed to be mocking Xu Xian for pretending to be calm as she stared straight at the scholar in front of her.
The rain seemed to have stopped. Xu Xian gently put away the umbrella and carefully put it aside. His movements were calm, as if he was at home.
Xu Xian did not pity the female ghost. The tragic scene just now had probably been repeated thousands of times in this deserted courtyard.
The heavens had the virtue of cherishing life. Everyone's life was priceless. For example, this woman's suicide by jumping into the well was tantamount to taking the initiative to tamper with her Yin-Yang Manual.
Such actions that went against the Heavenly Dao would not escape punishment. Therefore, many people who hung themselves or jumped into wells would become earthbound spirits after death and could not leave the place where they died.
The most painful part was that these ghosts who committed suicide would repeat the scene of suicide every midnight. They would experience that pain again and again, day after day.
"I know you don't want to hurt people. Otherwise, you would have done it a few years ago.”
Xu Xian hoped that the female ghost could let go of her obsession. This way, her resentment would dissipate, and the shackles of this house would no longer exist.
"No, I can't take it anymore. So many years have passed, I can't take it anymore!”
The female ghost had a deep resentment. She had been suppressing the madness in her heart for so many years. After seeing a living person again after so many years, she could no longer control the desire in her heart.
She longed for fresh blood, for the scent of living people. The scholar in front of her was like a bright lamp in the dark night. He was so dazzling that he constantly provoked the beast in her heart.
The female ghost's eyes were bloodshot. She suddenly let out a furious roar. Her long hair fluttered without any wind. In an instant, it turned into a fatal weapon and swept toward Xu Xian.
His wet black hair was mixed with blood, covering the sky and covering the earth. He seemed to want to tear Xu Xian into pieces mercilessly.
Xu Xian's expression was ugly. A strong smell of blood assaulted his face, making him feel nauseous. Moreover, the female ghost in front of him had probably lost her remaining rationality.
"Fire Control!"
Xu Xian pushed out a hand and shouted. Unlike before, his body was no longer covered in flames. Now, he could control his Wen Qi freely. He gathered it in front of his palm and turned it into a red-gold wall of fire.
The heatwave that came rolling over instantly evaporated the moisture in the air. Waves of fog drifted in the air. The female ghost's long hair was brutally slaughtered, and the burning smell became stronger and stronger.
"Ah! I must absorb your Yang Qi!"
The female ghost was in pain, and her broken face became even more ferocious. She howled crazily, and for a moment, the wind and clouds changed. The resentment in the entire residence surged.
The resentment that had accumulated for many years exploded mercilessly at this moment. It was finally released. As if it had found a breakthrough, it desperately drilled into the female ghost's body.
The female ghost seemed to enjoy this feeling very much. She kept howling, and her illusory figure actually expanded by several meters. A dense aura of death filled the courtyard.
That cold ghostly aura made Xu Xian very uncomfortable. He couldn't help but mobilize the literary aura in his divine sea to tightly protect the little fox in his chest. Other than being good at seduction techniques, Chuchu was probably the weakest monster Xu Xian had ever seen.
"If you continue to be stubborn, I'm afraid you'll fall into the demonic path. Don't you regret it?”Xu Xian was a little angry.
The malicious ghost had long lost her mind, as if she could not hear Xu Xian's voice. In her eyes, there was only the alluring and fatal Yang Qi on Xu Xian's body.
"Roar!"
A strange cry broke through the silence of the night. The bloody ghost pounced on Xu Xian. He could feel the cold air and the disgusting smell from a few meters away.
"Sword!"
Xu Xian roared at the sky, and a long sword made of flames appeared in his hand out of thin air. It was especially dazzling in the dark night, and the reddish-gold flames grew stronger.
He tried to persuade her again and again, but the female ghost still wanted to kill her. Xu Xian could not help but think that he was still too soft-hearted and had not adapted to this cruel world.
Xu Xian, who was holding the Golden Fire Sword, flew up against the wind. The ground was covered with footprints left behind by his accumulated power. The green stone tiles were shattered on the ground. They were far from being able to withstand his terrifying explosive power.
The afterimages in the air continued. Xu Xian's slender figure was like a sharp sword, moving forward and stabbing fiercely at the malicious ghost in the air. The dazzling cold light turned into a dazzling light.
The soaring resentment collapsed in the flames. The scarlet-gold flames were like greedy evil spirits, constantly devouring the surrounding resentment as if it was its nourishment.
After the exchange of sparks, Xu Xian withdrew his literary aura and stood there like an ordinary scholar, with a dying ghost lying beside his feet.
The female ghost finally regained her rationality. Her face had also returned to her previous appearance as her resentment was exhausted. Although it was sinister and miserable, it was much better than her ugly appearance.
At this moment, everything in the courtyard had returned to normal. Even the blood on the ground had disappeared.
"Why are you unwilling to leave this place? Your obsession is too deep, so I can't send you to the Underworld. Once the sun rises tomorrow, I'm afraid your soul will dissipate and you won't be able to enter the Six Paths of Reincarnation!”
Xu Xian stared at the young woman on the ground. Why was someone who died for love struggling here? Was the pain of dying day and night not worth mentioning in front of her?
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