Eat the incense of the world, I am actually the underworld

Come like wind and rain, go like dust.

Coming to Shoushan Mountain again, the woman in red said quietly to Kong Nian, seeing the mountains and rivers unchanged, but feeling as sad as a big dream in her heart.

The hatred that tormented her day and night, and made her go crazy just thinking about it, just disappeared like this?

While her thoughts were going back and forth, she calmed down a little, and bowed to Mo Chuan Yingying:

"God is pitiful, let the concubine meet the mountain god, like a lamp in a dark room, and a boat on a desperate journey. Now that the vengeance has been avenged, from now on, the concubine will be driven by the mountain god, and there will be no difference."

Mo Chuan found a stubborn rock, sat down cross-legged and said, "Do you know that your intentional concealment almost caused a catastrophe?"

The woman in red heard the words, knelt down and said: "I know my mistake, I am willing to accept the punishment!"

Mo Chuan looked at it and sighed: "I think you have been investigating this matter for a long time, but I will ask you, besides Tianwei Bald Donkey, is there anyone else involved in Huitong Temple?"

The woman in red replied: "I don't know about myself, but I have already stolen the souls of Zhao Jincao and Tianwei. I used a soul search technique, and the truth will naturally come to light. However, my cultivation is limited, and I have to trouble the Lord Mountain God for this matter." .”

Mo Chuan became interested: "Soul search?"

Seeing this, the woman in red hurriedly said: "This concubine has realized magic by herself, and it is extremely dark and evil, so I can't get on the stage."

As she said that, the woman in red told the whole story.

Then the remnants of Zhao Jincao and Tianwei were enshrined.

Mo Chuan accepted the remnant souls of the two with a wave of his hand, knowing that this was the vote of the woman in red.

It must be known that the secret of the fleshy lotus must be hidden in Tianwei's memory. If the girl in red takes this secret in exchange for his trust.

And forgiveness for hiding part of the truth before.

"I will thoroughly investigate this matter to the end. If there is any remnant of the party, I will definitely tell you and kill the grass." Mo Chuan promised.

"Everything is arranged by the mountain god!" The woman in red returned the salute, as if letting Mo Chuan decide.

In fact, for her, the chief culprit has been killed, she is already satisfied, and the rest of the remnants don't care much.

"This god has a skill that can change his appearance. Are you willing to shed the appearance of a ghost and start from scratch?"

Mo Chuan asked again.

"I am willing!"

The woman in red suddenly raised her head, her face full of surprise.

"Is that restoring the original appearance? Or changing the appearance?"

"Since we are starting from the beginning, I want to change my appearance. From then on, there will be no red-clothed ghost Wang Yingying in the world."

"Wonderful! Let me tell you what it looks like in my heart."

"The concubine can change her appearance and start again. She is already satisfied. She has no requirements for her appearance. Everything depends on the gift of the mountain god."

The red-clothed woman said docilely, with such a gentle appearance, it is hard to believe that she is actually a red-clothed ghost.

Hearing the words, Mo Chuan pondered for a while, sucked his lips and let out a mouthful of Yuan Qi:
——【Earth Fiend·Spray】

Yuan Qi fell into the body of the red-clothed woman, causing subtle changes to that terrifying appearance.

Seeing that the bruises receded, the blood pupils returned to normal, the ferocious facial features quietly softened, and the bloody clothes turned into a red chest-length skirt.

The appearance is not to say that the country is all over the city, but the facial features are correct, and the family is jade.

The woman in red raised her hands, only to see that the bruises from the beating had dissipated, and her five fingers were as white as green onions. Although she didn't know what her face had become, she thought it wouldn't be that bad.

This made her happy for no reason.

"From now on, there will be no red-clothed ghosts in this world, only the Shoushan red-clothed girl."

Mo Chuan smiled.

"Thank you, Lord Mountain God, for your kindness!"

The red-clothed woman worshiped again, her mind agitated, as if bathing in the spring breeze.

"Go, if you need something, you can call me with incense in your hand."

Mo Chuan waved his hand and said, preparing to practice soul searching and check Tianwei's memory.

"Yes, I will take my leave now."

The woman in red bowed and left.

She turned into a ray of light, and her speed was twice as fast as usual. It was not only the blessing of the purple lotus, but also her heart was about to return, and she was impatient.

Not long after, she came to the cold pool again, and Lord Xiaoyunshan had already left at some point.

The cold pool is empty and silent, and everything is quiet.

She cautiously walked to the edge of the cold pool, slightly raised her head to look at the water surface, and a fragrant bun near the clouds was the first to emerge, like the sharp horns of a small lotus, scratching one's heart.

She paused, gritted her teeth, and poked her whole face into the sky above the cold pool.

She was stunned.

"Clap!"

A drop of scarlet blood and tears fell on the surface of the pool, causing ripples and disturbing the gentle face.

The woman in red slowly sat curled up, buried her face in her knees, and sobbed softly.

……

……

Two flowers bloom, one branch each.

After seeing off the girl in red, Mo Chuan immediately escaped into the sacrificial stove and practiced soul searching.

This technique requires a high level of soul strength.

Those with weak souls are extremely vulnerable to backlash, ranging from memory confusion to severe ones.

Fortunately, Mo Chuan majored in the Taoism of Three Scenery, where the sun refines the soul, and the moon light nourishes the soul;

He is also in charge of the Tiangang method to refine the gods and qi, and his soul can be said to be strong!
Therefore, although it is a bit bumpy to practice the soul search technique, it is not dangerous.

In just three hours, it was already under control.

This technique is worthy of being created by the red-clothed ghost, it is treacherous and vicious.

Once this technique is performed, the subject will not only be tortured, but will also be easily dissipated.

The master of Fuluan Temple once said that art does not distinguish between good and evil, but cares about people.

Now it seems that art can be divided into good and evil.

At least, in Mo Chuan's view, the soul search technique can be called a sorcery.

After the cultivation was completed, he immediately summoned Zhao Jincao's soul, pressed his five fingers on the top of his head, and suddenly launched the soul search technique.

As Yuan Qi gushed out, it turned into a series of gnawing insects that burrowed into the depths of Zhao Jincao's soul.

"what--"

With a rapid scream, Zhao Jincao passed out immediately.

After one breath, the soul suddenly disintegrated, ashes to ashes, dust to dust.

Mo Chuan withdrew his palm, closed his eyes, fragments of fragmented memories rolled through his mind, like watching a 3D movie.

"call--"

"It turned out to be an abandoned child, no wonder Huitong Temple dared to entertain him like this."

Mo Chuan murmured.

It turned out that Zhao Jincao was originally a Beijing official. Although his position was not high, he had a bright future after marrying the daughter of a minister of the Imperial Academy.

However, I don't know if it was because the poor got rich, they offended people they shouldn't, and finally had to move left to Fenghe County to avoid the disaster.

Zhao Jincao was reduced to this point, so he was naturally unwilling to do something, so he returned to the capital.

Coincidentally, he set his sights on Huitong Temple.

Huitong Temple took advantage of the benefits of tax exemption for monks to seize and acquire a large amount of land. Seeing that it was benefiting the believers, it was lying on the court to suck blood.

If this cancerous tumor is dug out, it will be a great achievement.

And then...the incident of the girl in red broke out, and all Qingyun's ambitions disappeared.

"Although he is an idiot, he still has a bit of insight. It's a pity..."

Mo Chuan shook his head, and took out Abbot Huitong, the remnant soul of Tianwei.

"you are?"

As soon as Tianwei's remnant soul appeared, he looked surprised, but Mo Chuan had already returned to his original appearance.

Mo Chuan was too lazy to say much, raised his hand and pressed it falsely, and the soul search technique suddenly activated.

"what--"

"No—Master Dingxuan, the disciple of the inner court... is... the uncle of the poor monk..."

The severe pain of bone scraping made Tianwei scream out.

However, he is also worthy of being the abbot of Huitong Temple. Zhao Jincao can't survive the soul search technique for a second, but he can still gather some consciousness to find a way out.

It's a pity that the soul search technique is too overbearing and cruel.

Even though his will was astonishing, he still fell into a coma after three breaths, and his soul and body were ethereal and almost collapsed after a while.

Seeing this, Mo Chuan popped out a wisp of incense with his fingers to help him keep his soul alive.

It's not kindness, but this dog may still be useful.

"Department of Merit? Inner Court Buddha? No wonder Huitong Temple annexed most of the fertile land in Fenghe County, and they were able to live in peace. It turns out that there are people above!"

Mo Chuan murmured, realizing that he had stabbed someone.

However, he was not flustered.

Because he had already guessed a few points, but he didn't expect that the background of Huitong Temple would be so big?