There are ghosts who are unwilling to "go home"?

Didn't enter the reincarnation channel?

When Ye Jing felt that things had a turnaround, he quickly turned into an ordinary ghost, restrained his spiritual power, and floated towards the distant hillside.

Just as a few hundred meters floated out, a faint voice came from an abandoned house: "Don't go, don't go..."

Yan Jing likes to listen to others' words the most. After listening, he will make an analysis and make a decision by himself.

She had already recorded the direction of the ghost screams, and it would be nothing to see later.

Bai Jing floated towards the broken house, "Are you talking to me just now?"

Bai Jing floated to the half-broken window, but he hadn't seen a ghost yet, and he muttered in his heart.

Could it be that I am just a new arrival and want to hide in the dark and hide myself?

With a thought, a small spiritual ball had already condensed in his hand, which was completely used to fight with his own energy.

But without more means, this is the only way.

On the other side, she had already used her mind to draw spiritual power in the air to draw spiritual talismans.

Yan Jing asked again, but there was still no response. The spiritual ball and the trapped talisman were ready, and she was confident enough.

In a very gentle and kind tone, "If you don't speak anymore, I'll come in... By the way, you told me not to go to the hillside there just now. Why? Hello, are you still there?"

The body went straight through the window and entered the room, and it was in a mess.

A large hole was broken on the roof, and a large area of ​​thatch fell down, and the rotten wood was slanted.

There was a mouthful of coffin in this mess.

The coffin also looked very dilapidated, and even a big hole was bitten by a rat on it.

Because the beam on the roof fell and smashed on it, the coffin tilted and the coffin lid fell on one side.

When Xiao Jing piao approached, he saw that there was actually a... man lying inside.

It was completely rotten, and only the broken cloth head was left hanging on the broken bone shelf.

And the voice that just now called her "don't go over" came from a ghost in the corner of the coffin.

The soul has become very weak and weak. As time goes by, the final outcome is to disappear between this world.

The hand behind Li Jing took back the spiritual power ball without any trace, and the trapped spirit talisman was temporarily held in the other hand.

She asked, "Just... were you talking to me? Why are you... like this?"

As Yan Jing asked, the black shadow curled into a ball and squirmed for a while, and then a blurred face lifted out of it.

If ordinary people are sure to be unable to see clearly, but as a land god, Da Jing has seen countless ghosts, she can see that there is a female ghost in front of her.

Moreover, her face was very old, wrinkles on her face, and a hoarse and low voice, which showed that she did not die of illness, but should have died of aging.

Bai Jing's eyes swept over the dead bones, and she thought that the one inside the coffin should be her body.

However, a soul has been guarding its body and watching it slowly rot, how strong psychological endurance is needed.

The old man seemed to have noticed someone coming in at this time, and then he noticed that the other party was the ghost she had just persuaded.

In fact, she has been here for decades. She has persuaded countless ghosts, but in the end...

Although she was disappointed again and again, and even attracted some evil spirits with bad intentions, she would still give advice whenever she saw a ghost floating above that place.

This should be the first ghost to stop moving forward decisively after hearing her advice.

The old man looked up and down with his eyes and said in a hoarse voice: "...You are still so young, it's a pity. Although this world is full of ups and downs, the taste is full of sorrow and hope. Girl, listen to my advice and don't go there no matter what. Do you understand?"

Seeing that this old man is another story, she likes to listen to stories the most, stories are life.

Listening to a story to experience a different life is one of her ways to quickly grow her experience.

Since someone called him a girl, Xiao Jing simply asked according to the other party's words: "Grandma, why are you here alone? Is it because you can't enter the cycle of reincarnation?"

"Reincarnation? Hehe..." The old man smiled powerlessly: "You must have absolutely no distracting thoughts to enter the cycle of reincarnation..."

"Absolutely no distractions?" Yan Jing repeated.

The old man: "Yes, do you think it's difficult to do it?"

She had thought that the powerful people here had completely changed the rules of reincarnation, but it seemed that they had not completely cut it off, but only "strengthened" the rule.

In the ordinary world, all ghosts need to enter the cycle of reincarnation, and then the rules of the heavenly way can automatically judge the soul's merits and demerits.

Then a higher civilization world will be set up, but the wishes in life are needed. Once the wishes are gone, you can enter the cycle of reincarnation at any time.

Now, in this advanced world of cultivation civilization, it has become a soul without any distractions.

Distracting thoughts include an idea, a thought...

Haha, even if she was not practicing in a state of absolute emptiation, she would never be able to do without any distractions.

If an ordinary person wants to do this, even if he has no regrets in his lifetime, you always have what you want and what you don’t like. OK, as long as you have these thoughts in your mind, even if you are not “pure”, you can only stay in this world.

In this way, the setting of advanced cultivation civilization does not violate the rules of heaven, but... it is also considered a loophole in the rules.

Bai Jing nodded, "What about you, grandma? Why do you keep staying here?" next to his body?

Even if you cannot enter the cycle of reincarnation, you can at least find a place with a beautiful environment by yourself.

The old man looked down at his dead bones: "I...I'm waiting for someone."

Yan Jing blurted out: "Will he come?"

In an instant, Da Jing passed the other person who might be waiting in his mind, her sweetheart, her children and relatives.

According to the old man who was at least 100 years old before he died, and then the bones became like this. If it were her sweetheart, she would be at least 120 or 30 years old, and her children would be at least 100 years old...

So Yan Jing didn't ask who the other party was waiting for, but just asked, can he wait like this? Maybe the other party also...

The old man said quietly: "...He said he would come. But now all this is not important. I said I would wait for him here. I am just keeping my promise back then. Anyway, the final destination of this ghost is this world."

Bai Jing did not feel the desolation of waiting, but only felt open-mindedness and the last trace of stubbornness.

Jing Jing: "You are sure...even if... I mean by time, so many years have passed, and that person may have..."

The old man saw what Yan Jing thought: "Haha, I know what you want to say. If he died and became a ghost, maybe we would have been reunited long ago. And now, I know that he must be still alive..."

"He is a cultivator?"

"Cultivator? You can also say that. Actually, we are not from this village. The place we originally lived is close to the Warcraft Forest. During a trial of the Warcraft Forest by immortals, we and two other villages were affected. There were heavy casualties. Some sects gave us some money to settle, so he and I traveled to many places and finally settled here."

"Soon we discovered some changes in our bodies... that is, we actually had the so-called sense of qi among immortal cultivators. After careful recollection, we remembered that many wild animals were blown away during the riot. A silver mouse that was a circle bigger than a dog happened to fall to us. We were so hungry that we roasted it directly to eat it. It was also later that someone told us that it was an extremely rare spiritual mouse. There was an inner elixir called a spiritual seed in our body. After special techniques, the spiritual root pill was refined. Even if there was no spiritual root, it might produce a false spiritual root..."

"Only with spiritual roots can one practice, can one perceive the spiritual energy of heaven and earth and absorb and breathe for one's own use... But we didn't know this at that time, and we were extremely hungry at that time, so we put it directly on the embers of the wild fire to roast it. When we ate it, we didn't find any inner elixir inside, and we thought it was just a very ordinary beast. After all, we are not hunters, we only heard that there are all kinds of beasts on the mountain..."

"We are all very happy. Cultivating immortals, the heaven and earth are so great that I can travel together forever... A very realistic question is in front of us, because we were all over twenties at that time and had long passed the best age for cultivating immortals. In addition, it was a pseudo-spirit root, but it could only lead qi into the body. It was difficult to refine impurities in the body, even condense magic power and improve cultivation. Therefore, no sect is willing to take over. In their words, even those big cultivating families, even if they spend all their wealth, it would be difficult to push such pseudo-spirit roots to the foundation building... What's more, a sect. Even if they smash, there was only a little sense of energy, and even the magic power could not be used. The value of labor was the same as that of mortals... They were more willing to recruit from the aristocratic families or younger mortals, which could maintain the relationship between the sect and the aristocratic families, and could drive them for a longer time."

Jing brought himself into the other person's life and put himself in his shoes. If he was just a mortal, he had infinite yearning for cultivating immortals, and then one day by mistake, he would have the ability to cultivate immortals, then he would definitely be full of expectations.

"What then?"

The old man told me lightly that for more than a hundred years, she had only endless coldness and loneliness here, and she had never told anyone about it.

But now, if you don’t say anything, all this will be submerged in the long river of time.

Who can prove that she has gone through this world?

Let's talk about it, at least... enjoyable.

"There is no sect to enter, and there is no family resources... But we really want to think about it... It was then that I found out that I... was pregnant."

The old man paused, "In fact, cultivating immortals is not suitable for nurturing offspring, both men and women are the same. At that time, we were choosing whether we had to persist with only a little bit of hope, or... to return to the ordinary, just be an ordinary mortal... to have children, and be ordinary for a lifetime..."

Jing Jing: "What? Was the child born?"

The old man shook his head gently: "I finally compromised. Between the long-standing pursuit of immortal cultivation and the ordinary village woman, I... chose to give birth to the child. After all, that was me and his child. Because he could continue to practice, but if he continued, it would be even more difficult to have his own child. It was equivalent to this being the hope of continuing his bloodline. He hoped that I could give birth to it and told me that as long as he was born, he would make money and buy medicinal materials, he would have to practice... In fact, if he didn't say this, I had decided to leave the child..."

"It's a pity that things don't go as expected, and I'm less than three months pregnant..."

Although the old man's tone was very plain, after all, it happened more than a hundred years ago, Ye Jing still felt the other person's sadness at that moment.

"He blamed me and said that it must be because I was unwilling to give birth to a child for him. At that time, we were a little tired at the end and didn't want to argue about these things anymore, but I always couldn't swallow it. I really took care of it carefully, and after making a decision, I never thought about destroying it... After all, no one could empathize with the feeling of bloodline except myself. Finally, by chance, we met a casual cultivator who had the cultivation level of about the second or third level of Qi training, which was already very powerful in our eyes. He heard that although it was just a pseudo-spirit root, after he had started practicing, the vitality and energy of the body would automatically gather. Simply put, it was very weak in that aspect, and it was difficult to give birth to life. Otherwise, even if those families of immortal cultivation had many wives and concubines, they would have very few children, and instead had no other side branches and descendants that had not practiced."

"He was very guilty after hearing this, saying that he had blamed me wrongly, and said that he wanted to make up for me, asking me if I would rather give birth to a baby for him... In fact, in addition to that matter, we had a really good relationship. During that time, I also figured it out that with our false spiritual roots, even if we spend our whole life, we can only reach the first level of Qi training, which is only twenty or thirty years longer than mortals. It is better to live a good life... The day after we had sex, the casual cultivator was about to leave, and he begged the other party to take him to practice immortality with him."

Fei Jing let out a long sigh, "So... he asked you to wait for him here before leaving. If he succeeds in practicing, he will definitely bring the elixir and the practice of practicing you?"

The old man nodded: "Actually, life here is quite pure and natural. After he left, he was like the whole world... quieted down. Thanks to the cultivation, I can take care of myself until the end of my life. I just asked someone to help me cover the coffin lid and share my life savings with them..."

Yan Jing finally understood why the old man said he was waiting for someone here, but he was not as infatuated as he imagined, and everything was so calm.

It turned out that that experience had invisibly worn away her infatuation. Perhaps she herself didn't notice it at that time. It was not until she lived a peaceful life for hundreds of years and everything settled down that she gradually realized all of this.

Jing suddenly said, "So... your last wish is... to meet him and fulfill the promise of that year?"

Although the ending of the soul is the same, it is completely different whether it is because of one promise and one shackle that has to stay in place.
Chapter completed!