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Such a force that causes the earth to split apart is indeed difficult for human beings to resist.
But even a cornered beast will fight, so how could Mojiang be so easily defeated?
The endless flow of internal energy into his palms formed two fireballs.
With palms facing each other, the two fireballs were squeezed into one ball, and the internal energy of the Nine Yang Divine Skill surged through the body like a heat wave.
Immediately afterwards, Mo Jiang raised both palms in a lotus-like gesture and unleashed a strike towards Lady Qianzi.
Nine Suns Thunderclap!
Rather than saying this was a deliberate attack, it was more like the unstoppable Nine Yang internal energy within him finally finding an outlet. The internal force and palm power were concentrated at one point, and the highly compressed power shattered all the tree roots, branches, and ghost domain power.
It blasted directly into the body of the Thousand-Child Goddess, and the moment it entered the giant tree, it suddenly erupted within her body.
Flames erupted from all parts of the giant tree, turning the entire tree into a fiery tree in an instant.
The flames, highly condensed from the Nine Yang internal energy, were extremely powerful and yang. When they erupted within Lady Qianzi's body, they made the ghost extremely uncomfortable.
With just one move, it was severely damaged.
The eerie winds of the Ghost Realm had lost their chilling intensity, and the gazes that had been fixed on Mo Jiang now turned away in fear, leaving only the flames that had set the giant tree ablaze soaring into the sky, with explosions echoing continuously through the heavens.
At the same time, sharp, piercing screams echoed through the ghost realm.
It wasn't just one voice, but hundreds of different voices screaming together, and even Mo Jiang was stopped in his tracks by this sound wave.
Because this scream wasn't just transmitted through sound, but directly into the heart, attacking the enemy on a mental level.
Mo Jiang paused for a moment, then his body erupted with a powerful and domineering holy light, intending to completely destroy the burning tree.
But Lady Thousand Sons did not intend to continue the attack. Instead, she fearfully withdrew all her power. She was already afraid and felt terrified.
Whether it's the extremely powerful and yang Nine Yang Internal Force or the frenzied and domineering Holy Light emanating from Mo Jiang, both can cause it great damage.
It had a premonition that if the fighting continued, its only fate would be annihilation.
This is not death, but ultimate destruction.
With a sound of shattering glass, the scenery suddenly changed, and they returned from the ghost realm to Yao Li's villa.
Nie Moli had fallen into a coma due to the scream of her soul. After a quick check-up, Mo Jiang found that she was alright and gave her a bottle of marigold potion.
Then they went up to the second floor, where the vengeful ghost was lying on top of a female corpse, tightly gripping her neck.
The woman was already dead; she had been strangled to death by a vengeful ghost.
149. Lady Qianzi: Don't come any closer!
Perhaps it was to let Yao Li slowly experience the taste of death, or perhaps it was because the appearance of the Goddess Qianzi suppressed the evil spirit's methods.
So in the end, the vengeful ghost strangled Yao Li to death little by little with its bare hands.
Well, from Mo Jiang's perspective, this way of dying wasn't painful at all.
As a means of retaliation, this is far too mild.
If it were him, he would consider it not enough to hate the other person if he let them die within a month.
But this was ultimately the vengeful ghost's own karma, and he had no intention of giving it any guidance.
"Has it been dealt with?"
Upon hearing Mo Jiang's voice, the vengeful ghost slowly raised its head. At this moment, the ghost's eyes were clear, and it did not appear to be completely consumed by negative emotions as it usually was.
"I'm going to die, my soul will be scattered." The vengeful ghost suddenly spoke in human language, and as she spoke, her body was breaking into many faint points of light. "Yao Li and Ying Yunxia offered their unborn child to the Goddess Qianzi in order to be protected. Just now, the Goddess Qianzi has already shattered my form."
Mo Jiang was not surprised by Yao Li and Ying Yunxia's actions. They knew about Yu Xiaoyu's death and that Wang Meng might be responsible for several other deaths.
It is absolutely impossible to say that these two bullies were not afraid of this.
In this way, seeking supernatural protection becomes a logical step.
Even the sealing off of room 444 could be the work of a supernatural force they discovered.
Logically speaking, these two people have the greatest motivation, after all, it's a matter of life and death.
"what do you want to do?"
Mo Jiang didn't know whether the death of this vengeful ghost was considered the dissipation of its soul or the death of a ghost that became a spirit, but he knew that the vengeful ghost's sudden speech was definitely not to express that revenge was endless.
A vengeful ghost formed from hatred and resentment has no thoughts other than a loathing for life.
Even if there is still a sliver of something positive in one's heart, it is something Mo Jiang cannot find.
“You have already been marked by the Thousand-Child Lady, and you will not sit idly by and wait for your death.”
As the first ghost to come into contact with Mo Jiang, the vengeful spirit knew Mo Jiang's personality very well; he was like a pile of explosives, which could be detonated by just a tiny spark.
He had pulled the other party into the ghost realm, only to have the ghost realm shattered by Mo Jiang's overwhelming power.
Once Lady Qianzi places her mark on Mo Jiang, it will inevitably cause Mo Jiang to unleash the strongest resistance.
The vengeful ghost plunged its hand into its own chest, then pulled out a ball of light. The light was cold and icy, giving one the illusion of having their eyes frozen just by looking at it.
After being pulled out, the ball of light transformed into a dagger, its blade covered with vicious and abusive words.
"Because Ying Yunxia offered her child to the Goddess of the Thousand Children, acting as a ghost infant in a yang fetus, she was protected by the Goddess of the Thousand Children, so I couldn't curse her from a distance."
"You will definitely face off against Lady Qianzi. Lady Qianzi must have Ying Yunxia's name on her. After finding her name, use this dagger to pierce through it."
Two-thirds of the ghost's body was already broken, but she showed no fear or wavering, silently watching Mo Jiang while holding the dagger.
She clearly lacked the ability to threaten Mo Jiang, so she could only relinquish the initiative to him.
Is it acceptance?
Or refuse?
This matter did not make Mo Jiang hesitate. He reached out and, with a surge of internal energy, took the dagger into his palm. "I'll take care of your matter."
The original plan was to let the vengeful ghost take its revenge and then destroy her soul.
Now, we're just changing the order, letting the vengeful ghost dissipate first, and then conveniently sending Ying Yunxia on her way.
Aside from the change in order, there is almost no difference for Mojiang.
"Thank you……"
After leaving behind a final thank you, the vengeful ghost vanished completely, leaving no trace in the world.
The vengeful ghost vanished, Yao Li died, and even her two children died in horrific ways.
Its entire body was bluish-black, and its tongue was sticking out as long as a forearm. What was even stranger was that although it had only been dead for a short time, its body was swollen to the size of a teenager.
"A ghost baby?"
Muttering something under his breath, Mo Jiang shook his head and left with the unconscious Nie Moli.
Two hours later, a piercing scream shattered the peaceful atmosphere, and news of a dead body in the villa area quickly spread throughout the surrounding area.
……
Two hours later.
“So…” Nie Moli touched her wrist. Besides the bluish-black ring, a small part of the skin there felt hard to the touch, like there was a hard lump under the skin.
"Have I been marked by Lady Qianzi again?"
Mo Jiang turned his head to look at the sky outside the window, his voice slightly unnatural, "That was just an accident, an accident that no one wanted to happen."
In this whole affair, Nie Moli suffered an undeserved misfortune. It was Mo Jiang who wanted to bring the vengeful ghost to kill the bully, and it was also Mo Jiang who fought with Lady Qianzi. However, when Lady Qianzi placed the mark, she accidentally included Nie Moli in the fight as well.
Judging from the fact that Lady Qianzi was able to fight Mo Jiang to a standstill even from an unknown distance using only a shrine to transmit power, the opponent's true form must be quite formidable.
Being targeted by such a powerful ghost meant that Nie Moli's luck was definitely not good.
However, Nie Moli had no intention of pursuing the matter further; she knew very well that any blame at this point would only be a waste of time.
Rather than dwelling on things that cannot be changed, Nie Moli prefers to resolve this undeserved disaster.
"Your Highness, I remember seeing you somewhere before."
Nie Moli, who was deep in thought, was searching for information about the four characters "Qianzi Niangniang" in her mind. She was quite certain that she had seen related content somewhere before, but because it was so long ago, she suddenly couldn't remember it.
However, Nie Moli quickly found the source of the information about "Lady Qianzi" through her own memories.
“I remember now, I saw it in my mother-in-law’s collection of books.”
"Mother-in-law?"
Nie Moli nodded. "I was adopted by Granny Yu when I was little. She is a sorceress and has a lot of interesting books in her collection, but she doesn't want me to touch those things."
Before room 444, Nie Moli once thought that the contents of Granny Tang's collection of books were just some kind of lie.
But the appearance of the vengeful ghost made her realize that the books in the collection were not fake, but real.
Even in room 444, if it weren't for the memories of Granny Tang's collection of books, Nie Moli wouldn't have been able to hold on until Mo Jiang arrived.
"Let's go."
Nie Moli stood up, picked up her suitcase, and said, "If we want to find information about Lady Qianzi, we have to go back to the village to find Granny Tang."
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150. The real-life Xuanzang was a super muscular man.
Nie Moli's hometown is quite remote. Even after taking the high-speed rail to the station, it still takes several hours to get there by taxi.
According to legend, Xuanzang once stayed in this village, where he treated illnesses with medicine and preached the Dharma.
Yes, that's right, Xuanzang.
The character is Tang Sanzang, who was often captured and eaten by monsters in Journey to the West. In reality, although Xuanzang did not have three disciples, he was much more muscular than the character described in Journey to the West.
Historically, Xuanzang traveled to India to obtain Buddhist scriptures without permission; in modern terms, he was traveling alone.
And it involved a round trip.
He crossed the border alone, surviving in the wilderness all the way to India, where he entered Nalanda Monastery, the center of Buddhism in India at that time, and became a disciple of Śīlabhadra.
Before returning to the Central Plains, King Harsha held an unobstructed assembly for him in Kanauj. He sat high on the lion throne, expounded his doctrines and established his school, and no one dared to challenge or compete with him. He was unanimously praised by both Mahayana and Hinayana monks and eventually received the titles of "Mahayana Deva" and "Liberation Deva".
"So, did the Venerable Xuanzang dry his scriptures in your village?"
Hearing this, Nie Moli rolled her eyes. "Every place has similar legends related to celebrities. If you take them seriously... Hmph, I bet the businesses at all the tourist attractions would love a tourist like you."
The implication is that Mojiang is the kind of place where tour guides push all sorts of money-grabbing things, and people happily buy them.
The two got out of the car outside the village, but strangely, Nie Moli did not take Mo Jiang directly into the village, but instead walked towards the outside of the village.
After walking through a grove of trees, you can vaguely see a path. Follow the path and soon a house will appear in front of you.
Mo Jiang estimated that if this place was Nie Moli's home, it was probably about two miles away from the village.
"Your house is really... unique."
After thinking for a while, I finally managed to come up with the word "unique" from my mind.
“If you want to say it’s remote, you can just say so. The old woman who adopted me was a shaman. Because of the taboos in this profession, although the villagers can’t do without her, they don’t really want to have too much contact with her.”
This makes sense. Ghosts have been proven to exist, so it's understandable that the villagers are unwilling to get close to Nie Moli's mother-in-law, who may have real abilities.
As the two were walking, the door of the house was suddenly pushed open, and an old woman came out.
He was dressed in a blue-gray cloth robe and had his head wrapped in a red cloth, leaving only his face exposed.
This method of wrapping one's head in cloth is common in Northwest China, and is generally used in arid regions to protect against wind and sand.
Of course, similar methods are used to keep mosquitoes away in places with many mosquitoes.
"I just said I saw you, and I thought I was seeing things. Why did Mo Li suddenly come back?"
"I came to see you, Grandma, since school is on holiday." There was no lie in Nie Moli's words. When she left the school, the school was in a state of chaos because more than a dozen school leaders had jumped off the plane.
Because of the large number of deaths, and because it happened on campus, the impact was quite significant. Therefore, the remaining school leaders immediately decided to give the students a holiday.
Empty the campus so the police can thoroughly investigate who the murderer is.
After all, the school leaders were also afraid, fearing that one day they would be the ones jumping off the building.
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