Chapter 75 Talk Therapy
The scholar did not see Huang Feng, but he found that all the servants in the mansion seemed to be in danger. He also understood that the saint should have arrived.
Huang Feng didn't know that the scene in the scholar's eyes was so funny. He only noticed that a group of poisonous creatures in the forest were surrounding him.
He didn't take action immediately because he was worried that the female ghost was powerful and would affect the scholar. Now that the poison was far away from the scholar, he naturally didn't need to be polite.
Several powerful spiritual energy fell from the air and exploded in the forest. For a moment, the ground burst open, vegetation flew everywhere, and all the poisonous substances were instantly annihilated.
The scholar was dumbfounded when he saw that the woods outside the mansion had been torn apart and corpses were strewn all over the ground.
In his eyes, these corpses were all humanoid, which made him feel a little unbearable, but he soon came back to his senses and wanted to give himself a slap.
The saint knows what he is thinking, what if he cannot save him when he is angry!
At this moment, a ray of green light flew from the woods. The female ghost wanted to block it, but she seemed to hate this power, so she hesitated and slowed down a little.
The scholar was also afraid of being hit and wanted to hide, but found that the green light came closer and did not hit him, but fell softly into his hands.
As soon as I took possession of the Awakening Jade, a refreshing feeling rushed straight to the sky. The illusion in front of my eyes disappeared instantly, revealing a dark and damp grave.
Looking at the noodles at hand, there were no noodles at all. Long worms were squirming, making the scholar's face turn pale, his eyes rolled up, and he almost fainted.
He looked at the female ghost with trepidation, and found that the female ghost who had revealed her true face was covered in blood, with large pieces of rotten flesh hanging on the bones, which was extremely terrifying.
"Gah..."
This time I really fainted.
Huang Feng was very pleased to have succeeded in making the hostage faint to the ground. The female ghost seemed to have realized that her true colors had been exposed. She covered her face with her hands and screamed for the rest of her life.
For a moment, Yin Qi billowed, as if a shock wave spread around.
"How dare you... how dare you!" When the female ghost roared, Huang Feng had already taken action again.
The powerful and swift attack of the Ninety-Seven Style was like thunder, penetrating the female ghost's head and scattering her soul.
But what Huang Feng didn't expect was that the dissipated soul body would condense again after a while.
"What's going on?" Huang Feng didn't go down the mountain often. He got a lot of knowledge from Xu Jingshan. After all, he had little experience and was a little confused when he encountered this situation.
Fortunately, I picked up a smart ghost before, and it came in handy at this time, explaining to him: "She is a little old, and her resentment and obsession have taken root here. I want to kill her or resolve her obsession. Or lift her grave."
At this moment, the scholar lying on the ground had a dream.
He dreamed that many years ago, when a scholar was rushing to take the exam, he made a promise to the girl he admired, and if he was nominated for the gold medal, he would come back and marry her.
However, this wait lasted for several years.
The girl looks into the distance every day, waiting for the return of her beloved. She also looks at herself in the mirror every day, watching her face in the mirror ageing day by day.
From the first time the matchmaker crossed the threshold of her family, she would rather die than obey.
When her appearance was gone, her parents passed away, leaving her alone in her old age.
She had always believed in the relationship between the two of them. She had inquired several times over the years, but at first she had not heard about the scholar's name on the gold medal list. She thought that he had suffered a blow and had to study hard in a cold window. Later, she worried about the scholar's misfortune and often secretly felt sad.
It was not until many years later that a fellow villager who came back from Zhaoyang told her that the scholar at that time did not pass the exam for the first time.
Later, I met a fortune teller who said that he had too many ties in his heart that were hindering his future. Only by abandoning these ties could he achieve success.
He didn't believe it at first, but the next year he still failed.
Doubtful, the scholar changed his name, took the test again, and succeeded, making him convinced of the fortune teller.
Later, he was promoted all the way to the position of minister, married a wife and had children, and lived a happy life.
After hearing the news, the girl was like a clay or wooden sculpture. After a while she covered her face and cried. Then she cried and laughed again, half crazy and half stupid.
Now her appearance is no longer good, her body is infected with diseases, and she feels bitter and resentful in her heart, but she also knows that she is unable to go to this heartless man to ask for an explanation.
One night, she knew her time had come and she didn't want to die at home, so she staggered into the mountains and forests to find the place where she had a secret tryst with the scholar.
But she couldn't find it!
The further she walked and the deeper she walked, the obsession she thought she would let go of would become heavier and heavier until it swallowed her up.
I don’t know who dug a grave for her. At first, there were wild flowers all around the grave.
But gradually, she was taken over by miasma and poison. She dressed up every day, retaining her most beautiful appearance, but vowed to eat the hearts of those unfaithful men.
The dream seemed very long, but to the comatose scholar, it only lasted a moment.
At this moment, Huang Feng had already decided to tear down the capable female ghost's grave. After all, being a close brother and helping others resolve their obsessions was not what he was good at.
What he is better at is making people angry!
Unexpectedly, just when he was about to take action, the comatose scholar suddenly woke up. If he had been wiser, he should have continued to pretend to be dead on the ground, but he got up and looked at the female ghost with a complicated expression.
"I had a dream, and you must be the girl in the dream." The scholar's eyes were full of pity. "In my dream, I saw the place where you wanted to sleep. There was a stream there, flowing along the woods into the distance."
A surprising scene happened. A stream of water flowed down the mountain, along the hillside, and spread into the distance.
The scholar seemed to be unknown: "It is bathed in sunshine and the birds are singing and the flowers are fragrant."
The sun shines down from the sky, dispersing the miasma in the forest, and the dark and muddy grave gradually becomes brighter. Birds fly from the depths of the mountain forest, hovering around, chirping, and the wild flowers that have long since ceased to exist are blooming again.
Huang Feng was a little confused and followed his words. This was something that only a gentleman from Xianmen Academy could do. But the scholar in front of him was still a weakling just now.
After spending a moment wondering if this guy was pretending to be a pig to eat the tiger, Huang Feng rejected this guess.
The female ghost who wanted to attack the scholar was also stunned and looked around blankly.
The scholar continued: "There is a pair of lovers' trees here, nestled tightly together. You made a vow under the tree."
Two trees rose from the ground beneath the grave. The shade of the trees covered the grave. The soil rolled over, burying the poison on the ground. Small grasses emerged from the soil and surrounded the grave.
"You insisted on finding this place before you died. In fact, you resented him in your heart, but you didn't hate him that much, right?"
After the scholar finished speaking, the powerful female ghost covered her face and cried. Bloody rotten flesh fell from her face, and new flesh gradually grew.
After a while, she regained her former appearance, but her soul gradually became weaker.
The clever ghost said on Huang Feng's shoulder: "This scholar has resolved her obsession."
Huang Fengren was dumbfounded: "I'm fighting life and death here, and he can solve it in just a few words? Could this be the legendary... talk therapy?"