Chapter 251: Mental Power 36

After a long while, Ni Qiu almost recounted his entire life, speaking until his mouth was dry, and in his mind there was not a single sound for a long time, then his heart suddenly surged with an indescribable excitement.

He wondered if the paper person wasn't taking him seriously, treating him like a fart and just letting him go!

Thinking of this, Ni Qiu suppressed the excitement in his heart, slowly lifted his head that was almost buried in his crotch, immediately saw the paper person, the excitement on his face instantly vanished, and he was again overcome by fear.

Ni Qiu really wanted to ask what the paper person was all about, whether it would kill or let him go, but even if he opened his mouth, don't keep scaring him like this.

But saying that, even if he had the gall of a bear and leopard, he still lacked the courage to say it.

Who let Fan Hongwei's miserable death constantly appear in his mind.

He didn't know what the paper person would do to him, but even if it wanted to kill him, he would rather live another second.

Just as Ni Qiu felt each day like a year, not knowing what to do, his furtive gaze suddenly discovered an apparition appearing before the paper person.

In an instant.

Before the paper person appeared a gate; as the gate slowly opened, he felt an urge to dive into it.

Just that.

Before he could act, he saw on the gate some unknown script; but after a glance, he suddenly understood.

He understood that it read 'Guimen Guan'!

Ni Qiu's face changed greatly; he mingled in the market, heard a lot of lowly gossip, how could he not know what Guimen Guan is?

That is the gate of hell!

If he dared to dive in, he would probably really die.

Ni Qiu suppressed the urge to get up from the ground and run into Guimen Guan; his willpower was not firm, he found it hard to resist the temptation from Guimen Guan, just as he was about to lower his head, not daring to look more at Guimen Guan.

Then he saw Fan Hongwei getting up from the ground...

No, it wasn't Fan Hongwei getting up from the ground; his corpse still lay on the ground, the one getting up was Fan Hongwei's soul.

Seeing this scene, Ni Qiu's face turned deathly pale, without a trace of blood, his whole body trembling; if not for worry, he would have fainted right then.

It's very likely he would die unknowningly at the paper person's hand, losing his life.

Even if he dies, he must die with clarity!

Of course.

He still doesn't want to die, hopes for a miracle; if he just fainted like that, even if a miracle could happen, it probably wouldn't happen to him.

He can only suppress the urge to faint!

"Could it be that the killer who murdered Lord Fan is performing soul salvation on Lord Fan?"

A flash of inspiration passed through Ni Qiu's mind.

The Guimen Guan appearing beside the paper person couldn't have appeared for no reason; it's likely summoned by the paper person.

He recalled something he heard at a wealthy family's funeral; at the time he was doing odd jobs, grabbing a bite to eat, and the wealthy family's food, even what the servants ate, was richer than his.

Therefore.

Wealthy families, even if they just offer a meal for odd jobs without pay, will have many people willing to do it.

He is no exception!

During that time.

During leisure time, he happened to encounter a wealthy family who had invited a high person from some Daoist temple to perform soul salvation for the dead.

Compared to the wealthy family being utterly respectful to these odd-job workers when the Daoist master performs soul salvation for the dead, it was rather casual, with no respect at all.

At most it was just superficial respect!

The soul salvation wasn't for their ancestors; if not for fear of offending the wealthy family, they would want to sneer and jeer.

In life they had pomp, in death they still had pomp; unlike them, possibly living a lifetime without ever seeing such pomp when someone dies, their hearts full of envy.

Among them.

There was an older one who said that some truly accomplished Daoist masters, when performing soul salvation for the dead, would summon the gate of hell—Guimen Guan.

Of course. Even more powerful, there would be underworld officials, ox-headed and horse-faced spirits, to lead the way.

Just that.

He took that talk as a rumor; whether living in Hutou Gou or Qingyang County Seat, he didn't know how many funerals he'd attended, but eight or nine out of ten would have a Daoist summoned to perform soul salvation for the dead.

Let alone seeing ox-headed and horse-faced spirits leading the way, he had never even seen Guimen Guan.

Not even once!

How could it not be a rumor?

Until now, Ni Qiu secretly glanced at the open gate beside the paper person, and then understood: it wasn't people spreading rumors, but those invited Daoist masters lacked true ability.

They couldn't summon Guimen Guan!

"That bastard is impressive, in life he did all kinds of bad deeds, enjoyed plenty, now dead he even has a high person performing soul salvation and can help summon Guimen Guan; if I could have that grandeur, even if dead..."

Ni Qiu unconsciously opened his mouth; before he could finish speaking, he wanted to slap himself.

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He wondered if he had been scared stupid; he hasn't even lived enough, why is he thinking about after-death matters?

Although.

Given the paper person's current actions, after he dies, the paper person is very likely to likewise perform soul salvation on him, summon Guimen Guan, and send him to hell.

But he would rather live an ordinary life than have such pomp after death.

"No..."

Just as Ni Qiu prayed in his heart, the paper person finished soul salvation for Fan Hongwei, treating him like a fart and letting him go, then he saw Fan Hongwei's soul float up from the corpse, not drifting toward Guimen Guan, but with a ferocious face, baring teeth and claws, flying toward Wang Ping'an.

Obviously.

Fan Hongwei, toward Wang Ping'an, the one who killed him, even to death never let go of his grudge; even as a ghost he would seek Wang Ping'an for revenge.

Ni Qiu really wanted to sneer, Fan Hongwei alive wasn't a match for Wang Ping'an, how could he be a match after death; he was curious what means Wang Ping'an would use to deal with Fan Hongwei's ghost.

Just then, a black mist burst out from Wang Ping'an's body!

In the next moment, it turned into a ferocious black tiger, and seeing the ghost of Fan Hongwei flying over with bared teeth and claws, it suddenly opened its bloody maw.

Under the terrified gaze of him and Fan Hongwei's ghost, the black tiger swallowed Fan Hongwei's ghost in one bite.

Ah!

Such a horrifying scene, the loach, already on the verge of collapse, could no longer endure, let out a scream and fell flat to the ground.

Life or death unknown!

Also don't know if scared to death!

Ding! You used skill: Soul Devouring, devoured the soul of a Qi Refining cultivator, congratulations on obtaining reward: Spirit Power +36!

A mechanical, cold voice echoed in his mind, and Wang Ping'an's eyes lit up instantly.

The skill Soul Devouring is what he gained after initially killing an Evil Cultivator; the Evil Cultivator attempted to possess a corpse to return his soul, devour his spirit, and control his body, but he countered it and obtained the skill.

Back then, devouring that Evil Cultivator's soul earned him a large amount of Spirit Power reward.

After completely devouring those Evil Cultivator soul fragments, he had not used it again; this time, using it, he never expected to gain thirty-six points of Spirit Power all at once.

This was a good thing he never could have imagined!

(End of chapter)