Yin Road must not be lingered upon; dressed in new clothes, Ling Rong, holding her son, deeply bowed to Qin Liuxi and gave thanks before following the Ghost Messenger on her way.
Qin Liuxi watched as the Yin Road closed, two spots of golden light flew towards her, landing on the spiritual platform, instantly bringing a smile to her face.
Feeling good, she was also generous and offered all the unburned Ingot Candle Incense and assorted food and drinks to the nearby Wandering Ghosts.
Turning around, she saw Qi Qian, looking lost and pale-faced.
Tsk tsk, it’s hard to tell if he’s scared or cold.
Qin Liuxi snapped her fingers: "Come back to your senses."
Qi Qian shuddered, opened his mouth, wanting to ask her about what just happened.
But Qin Liuxi put out her index finger to her lips: "Shush, don’t ask. It’s exactly what you’re thinking! Chen Pi, let’s go."
"Coming." Chen Pi picked up two empty baskets and followed.
Seeing the whole chicken and cakes simply placed on the ground, Ying Bei’s stomach growled, and not wanting to waste, he tore off a chicken leg and took a bite.
He had just tasted it when he spat it out, frowning, "How can it taste so bad, completely flavorless, like chewing wax."
Qi Qian saw the whole thing, recalling what Qin Liuxi said, his stomach churned.
He didn’t want to eat chicken for a month!
Why no taste? It’s been eaten by others; of course, there’s no taste.
Qi Qian felt like warning, but seeing the clueless look on Ying Bei, he decided it was better not to scare the kid.
"Ying Bei, stop, that’s a sacrificial offering."
Sacrificial offering, offering to who? To the Wandering Ghosts!
Just as Ying Bei was about to reach for the cakes, his hand stiffened, and he looked up.
Under the pale orange lamplight, his master’s face bore an inscrutable expression, looking both sympathetic and pitying, which struck a chord in him, causing him to stagger slightly.
Ying Bei felt as if someone was whispering in his ear, screamed out, and ran off with a dash.
Qi Qian quickly followed Qin Liuxi, held it in for a long while, but finally asked, "That Ling Rong, was she the one before..."
"Yes, Xie Qikang’s original wife, pregnant when brutally killed; the baby was almost due, suffocated alive in the birth canal, then both were sealed for ten years with the Soul Suppressing Nails," Qin Liuxi spoke of Ling Rong’s fate as if it were a matter of course.
Qi Qian felt a chill, unsurprised that she didn’t save that man.
He took a deep breath and asked, "Do you often do this? Help wronged dead souls without taking any money?"
"Oh my, the Commandery Prince says so and I almost feel like I’m so grand!" Qin Liuxi smiled brightly, her tone changing suddenly serious, "Do I look like someone who routinely does good deeds without pay?"
"You also liberated the wronged family retainer of the Xi Family, didn’t take a single Silver," Qi Qian remarked lightly.
"That was because I was in a good mood," Qin Liuxi said. "People of the Mystic Sect often encounter dead souls and liberate them, but there are millions of dead souls in the world. Not everyone is willing to go for reincarnation, how can I force them? If I encounter them and I’m in a good mood, I’ll help them, if not, I turn a blind eye!"
Fine, you’re strong, you’re right!
Qi Qian paused for a moment, then cautiously asked: "Can you, really see those things?"
Qi Qian fell silent, "Aren’t you scared?"
Those are dead souls, ethereal and elusive.
Qin Liuxi stopped walking and said, "Commandery Prince, living humans are far more terrifying than dead souls, the human heart and nature are far scarier than you can imagine."