Chapter 250: Seeking Peace of Mind for the Remnant Souls

The next morning, the weather was clear and breezy.

Green mountains and clear lakes, wooden houses by the forest, the Daoist was bowing to the mountain spirit.

"Thank you for your hospitality."

Lin Jue said and paused, looking at the wooden staff in the mountain spirit's hand: "I wonder if I can borrow this wooden staff? If there are no accidents, I will return it to you in two days."

The mountain spirit looked down at the wooden staff, didn't hesitate, and handed it over.

"Thank you."

Lin Jue took the wooden staff, glanced at it, and saw that it also had a faint spiritual charm, so he mounted his horse.

His gaze swept over the mountain spirit, and also swept over this scenery, swept over the wolf packs and northern mountain goats in the distance, the giant bears and eagles and falcons, said a "farewell," and rode away.

The two people, two horses, two donkeys, and the fox that rode the wind also followed.

Turning over the green mountain slope with gentle curves ahead, this scenery disappeared before their eyes. Even the hospitality received last night seemed like a dream. Only an eagle and falcon circling overhead seemed to remind them that in these Western Regions, thousands or tens of thousands of miles away from the capital and Huizhou, they had made a friend with whom they had only half a day of friendship.

Lin Jue took out another "Chen Niu Talisman," holding it in his hand:

"Chen Niu Chen Niu, find Ancestor of Qin Mountain."

With a *poof*, the little ghost appeared out of thin air, and the talisman paper burned into ashes.

It was the appearance of a standard farm child, floating in mid-air, at first a bit confused, but seeing it was these few people again, it was a bit surprised, then raised its hand to point forward, saying in surprise:

"My name is Chen Niu.

"Walk this way!"

"Thank you!"

"Walk this way!"

Lin Jue rode his horse forward slowly, passing by its side, and turned his head to ask it: "This place is so far from the Central Plains, how did you run here?"

Luo Seng passed by his side from the other side, also turning his head to look at it: "This place is now a small country outside the pass, but it was once incorporated into the territory of the Central Plains dynasty hundreds of years ago. Perhaps it came over at that time."

Chen Niu stared at them strangely, not understanding, just pointing forward with its finger:

"Walk this way!"

The fox was standing on the ground, standing upright, stretching its claws to gently flick the little ghost in the air.

The little ghost looked down, a bit helpless, and had to float a bit higher, while still pointing forward, saying to the fox:

"Walk this way..."

Lin Jue pondered in his heart, his footsteps not stopping.

It was another day's journey.

The group gradually walked into another large mountain.

It was also a good landscape, but the snow-capped mountains were gone. The climate was closer to that on the road. The grasslands and forests were visibly more withered and yellow than the place where the mountain spirit lived. The mountain plains were already clearly visible with withered yellow, and the distant forests could also see patches of yellow and red, while the mountains had a magnificent palace, which was quite imposing.

A road without grass led to that side.

This place was so remote, yet there were many people wearing local costumes walking here, but whenever they walked toward the palace ahead, they lowered their heads, incomparably devout. If they walked back, they were mostly in groups of two or three, chatting and laughing.

"This Ancestor of Qin Mountain has quite a lot of incense." Luo Seng said on horseback.

"Carrying wish power with incense is the rule on our side. The spirits here don't have a system and don't carry wish power with incense." Lin Jue said, "However, her believers are indeed very broad."

"Some ability."

"Naturally."

"No wonder... no wonder..."

Luo Seng said "no wonder" twice, but didn't say it clearly.

However, whether it was Lin Jue or the junior sister, they could hear that one of the "no wonders" was Lin Jue's doubt this morning: that Ancestor of Qin Mountain claimed in the dream that she didn't have the ability to eliminate the mountain spirit, and the mountain spirit also told Lin Jue that she wasn't good at fighting, yet she was able to drive the mountain spirit so far away.

Another "no wonder" should be the doubt Luo Seng had on the road today—this yaoguai causing trouble on the roadside, only heard that it intercepted and killed passing merchants, but never heard that it killed local people.

Just then, there was a sound of horse hooves ahead.

Two knights wearing yellow clothes rode over. The horse hooves splashed a long string of mud, and the wind blew up their clothes, vaguely seeing the leather armor underneath.

"Walk this way!"

The little ghost pointed to the palace ahead.

The knights had also arrived in front of the group and stopped.

"Guests!"

One of the knights shouted with a strange accent.

"We followed Chen Niu's guidance, found that yaoguai, and brought the token." Lin Jue showed the wooden staff in his hand.

Luo Seng looked at these two knights.

The knights were expected to have dealt with that mountain spirit. Just by looking at the wooden staff, they knew. Their eyes shrank, and they became a bit more respectful and a bit more vigilant toward them, and also a bit puzzled:

"You, three people, how did you beat him?"

"We have our own abilities."

"What abilities?"

The knight pursued and asked.

However, the accent had a very wonderful place, which was that it would make you unable to tell whether he was pursuing relentlessly, or just because he was not familiar with the language and habits of the Central Plains dynasty, in fact, his original intention was just curiosity.

Lin Jue didn't understand either. He thought for a while before saying: "We were sitting on horses, so our abilities were not convenient to display. However, our Fuyao also has some abilities. You can let it display it for you to see."

"Wu?"

The fox turned its head to look at Lin Jue.

Just as the knight was puzzled, he saw the fox beside him grow in size with the wind. Without a sound, it had already grown larger than an ordinary mountain tiger, and three more tails grew out from behind it, swinging in the wind.

"Hee-hee..."

The two horses were suddenly startled and raised their front hooves.

What a majestic white fox!

Even because the tails were fluffy and swinging in the wind, for a moment, it gave people the illusion that it was not much smaller than a horse!

People before and after were also shocked.

The knight finally controlled the horse, and then saw this four-tailed white fox open its mouth and spit.

"Boom..."

A puff of golden flames roared out, the color of which was like sunlight, hitting the ground and spreading along the ground. The half-withered grass around was scorched by the fire and was immediately burned clean.

The knight was shocked again.

Then he couldn't help but ponder in his heart, this fox was so powerful, what abilities should those three have?

While pondering, the fox became small again, becoming about the size of a cat, and sat in place, licking its paws while quietly aiming at the colorful civet cat in the junior sister's arms, quietly looking at each other with the colorful civet cat's shocked eyes.

"Is this a yaoguai?"

"It is a yaoguai, and also an immortal." Lin Jue answered.

"Guests! Follow me!"

The knight no longer doubted, just rode his horse forward.

The fox jumped lightly and walked with him.

The knight aimed at it with his peripheral vision, and there was only a tiny bit of doubt left in his heart, which was what the person said earlier, whether it was Fuyao or a fox yaoguai, whether he heard it wrong, or whether he didn't learn it well when he learned it.

"Can you speak?"

The knight asked tentatively.

"A few kinds!"

The fox actually opened its mouth to answer him, its voice crisp and pleasant, like the spirits in the local legends.

"You really can speak!" The knight was surprised, then asked, "Did you kill Wuer Mu? Where did you kill him?"

"Coming from Yishan!"

"Hmm? I said Wuer Mu!"

"Going back to the capital!"

"..."

The knight turned his head, and the fox jumped past him, also turning his head to look at him, and even as it jumped, its head was still turning to maintain eye contact with the knight, while it was serious, so serious that the knight couldn't help but doubt himself.

"... How long did you fight with Wuer Mu? Did you see his wolves and bears?"

"Haven't eaten yet!"

"I... did I say something wrong?"

"A bit thirsty!"

"You... why don't you answer what I asked?"

"Ying?" The fox jumped again to catch up with him, equally puzzled, "Why don't you ask what I want to answer?"

"I asked first, there is a question first, then there is an answer."

"Wrong, wrong!" The fox didn't hesitate, shaking its head firmly, "I thought about how to answer in my head first!"

"..."

The knight didn't understand and had to be silent.

The customs of the Central Plains were too strange.

It seemed he still had a lot to learn.

Soon they walked to the palace in the forest on the hillside. The knight led them around the place where the local people prayed and went directly up the mountain to the highest palace on the back mountain.

Before he could say anything, a little ghost appeared beside him, happy, pointing forward:

"Found it!"

After saying this, it disappeared completely.

"It's right here. Ancestor of Qin Mountain is inside. I'll take you in." The knight was used to it and said to Lin Jue and the others, also warning them, "Ancestor of Qin Mountain is our immortal and elder. You must be more respectful to her when you get inside!"

"Good..."

"Stop the horses here, walk in! Oh! You cannot bring weapons in!"

"..."

The three of them looked at each other, having expected this long ago.

Luo Seng was the most free and easy, first hanging his long saber on the horse's back, not untying his spear, and even taking off his small knife, hanging it on the horse's back, and dismounting alone.

The junior sister also put down her sword.

But she was very clever, taking the whisk in her hand, learning the appearance of the divine statues on the divine platform and paintings in the Daoist temple before, holding it in her right hand, holding it at her left wrist, and adjusting her demeanor, making a gesture that she should be like this, this was the ritual object that a Daoist should carry, and looking straight ahead.

Seeing this, the knight couldn't make things difficult for her.

Lin Jue had no weapons, only the wooden staff of the mountain spirit in his hand.

The three people, one fox, and one cat walked in quickly.

Inside was indeed a palace, the same magnificent palace in Lin Jue's dream. There were many maids and guards standing on both sides, all in their twenties, wearing cool clothes mainly in yellow and white, while the guards were dressed like the knights, but not riding horses, holding long spears in their hands and wearing curved sabers at their waists.

A middle-aged woman in the front, plump and beautiful, also dressed relatively coolly, was standing and looking at them.

"Daoist Master, you are here?"

The middle-aged woman said with a smile.

"This Daoist came as promised, bringing back the token of that person's staff." Lin Jue said to her.

"Haha, thank you, Daoist Master, for eliminating a scourge for us here! Both I and the local people will thank you!" The middle-aged woman was very happy and said to Lin Jue, "Please show it to me!"

"Good!"

Lin Jue didn't hesitate, holding the wooden staff and walking forward.

Unfortunately, before walking two steps, two guards walked over, stretched out their hands, and took the wooden staff from his hand.

The middle-aged woman said: "It's not good to let Daoist Master walk so far, just give it to them."

"Good."

This person was quite vigilant.

However, she was not good at fighting herself, so it was reasonable to be vigilant.

It was just that in this way, the original plan that Lin Jue, the junior sister, and Luo Seng had discussed on the road—that if Lin Jue could get close to her, the junior sister would open the bottle and release the remnant souls of many heroes to make a final confirmation, and once it was confirmed that there was a murderer who killed these remnant souls in the hall, Lin Jue would have an east wind to offer, taking advantage of her lack of preparation to help her bloom—wouldn't work.

"It is indeed Wuer Mu's wooden staff. It was broken from the tree at the very top of the mountain! It feels very warm!"

The middle-aged woman said, looking at Lin Jue with the wooden staff:

"Daoist Master truly has abilities! I will give you another 'Chen Niu Talisman' immediately! What else does Daoist Master want? Food, water, meat, gold, silver, jade, and stone, you can just say it."

Lin Jue pondered for a moment before saying:

"I only want one more thing."

"What?"

"We encountered some fellow countrymen killed by that yaoguai on the road. They are fellow countrymen of this Lord Luo beside me, but since this place is already outside the pass, they can be considered my fellow countrymen. They died miserably on the roadside, naturally having unwilling obsessions in their hearts, turning into remnant souls and not resting, showing their claws and teeth to everyone they see. We want to ask for a way to make them feel at ease."

As Lin Jue spoke, the junior sister behind him had already taken out the bottle, as if to show these remnant souls to this spirit.

After pulling out the bottle stopper, the remnant souls came out.

Only, unlike before, after these remnant souls came out, as soon as they saw these guards beside them, they immediately opened their eyes in anger and rushed toward them frantically.

The guards were panicked and held their spears to block.

The middle-aged woman above was also a bit panicked.

The three of them had already made a decision. Seeing this scene, how could they hesitate for even a moment?

What they wanted was to attack when unprepared and take by surprise!

Fuyao was the fastest.

Before the middle-aged woman above could come to her senses and say something like "I don't know how to calm souls," a four-tailed white fox larger than an ordinary mountain tiger appeared in front of her, its eyes shining, staring straight at her.

Immediately after, a bloody mouth bit toward her.

The middle-aged woman had just dodged back when she saw a dazzling light like the noon of a summer day in that bloody mouth.

"Boom!"

A puff of golden flames surged out.

The Yin-Yang Dao from the Central Plains, the sun spiritual fire, contained extremely Yang and rigid spiritual power, immediately bringing her great pain.

A handful of beans was sprinkled into the sky, like a heavenly maiden scattering flowers.

By the time they landed, they had already turned into twelve armored soldiers, stepping on the ground with a bang, and without hesitation, each met the enemy.

At the same time, Lin Jue chanted silently.

"Shu shu..."

A long saber and a long sword flew in from outside.

The junior sister had already practiced with Lin Jue for a long time, raised her hand to take it, then held the whisk in one hand and the sword in the other, rushing toward the guards all around.

Luo Seng was highly skilled in martial arts, also took his precious saber at will, the long saber hummed and left its sheath instantly, and at the same time, he kicked the scabbard toward the middle-aged woman directly in front with lightning speed.

"Ah!!"

A violent scream came out.

The Ancestor of Qin Mountain was burning all over, turned into a gale, flew backward, hit the scabbard, and bounced to another place, flying around in the palace.

The fox also chased after her like the wind.

There were shouts, the sound of weapons and armor colliding, the sound of bowstrings snapping, the sound of blades cutting through leather armor and flesh, screams, weapons mixed and crossed, and gale and blade energy flying everywhere. For a moment, the hall was chaotic.

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