The Ninth Lady is a rebellious person.

Chapter 129: Every Cause Has Its Effect

Few ghosts can withstand the threat of Lang Jiuchuan. Anyway, the only fate of staying in the world of the living is to be torn to pieces. If they are caught by her, they will probably be torn to pieces even more miserably. Since Qi Xinyu is about to die, the revenge has been taken, so let's go.

The little evil spirit was a little reluctant at first, but when he heard Lang Jiuchuan say that her appearance meant that the marriage would definitely not be possible, her face was ruined and the marriage was annulled, she fell from the clouds to the dust, and the pleasure of being tortured to death was definitely more painful than death, especially for someone like Qi Xinyu.

The little ghost thought about it and gave up. But before leaving, she asked Lang Jiuchuan: "If it was you, and you were tortured and killed, what would you do?"

Lang Jiuchuan raised his chin slightly, and smiled: "Of course it's a fight to the death."

To forget all grudges with a smile is just wishful thinking!

"Then why are you advising us..."

"You are you, and I am me. I am a madman who is not afraid of the death and reincarnation. Are you the same?" Lang Jiuchuan interrupted her and said, "Besides, haven't you already taken revenge? Otherwise, whose fault is it that she is dying this time?"

If they hadn't been behind this, how could the wound on Qi Xinyu's forehead have become like that, and how could those evil spirits have spread through the wound and entered into her lungs.

The little evil ghost felt horrified when he saw the smile on her lips. He dared not say anything more and obediently followed the underworld messenger into the reincarnation path.

But, we should thank her. Although people have two sets of standards, they are not like those so-called righteous people who do not care about right or wrong and just kill the evil spirits to uphold their reputation.

They are not as good as this weak woman Liu Qingming, no wonder they are not as capable as her!
Lang Jiuchuan was somewhat surprised that he had gained some small merit for her kindness, and he did not blame her for meddling in other people's business.

"It's so funny. That Taoist named Cheng actually thought that the Five Thunder Talisman killed those resentful ghosts, and he was so smug. If he knew the truth, I'm afraid he would be so angry that all his merits would be lost." Jiang Che looked at Lang Jiuchuan's expressionless face and said, "But don't let your guard down too much. The disciples and elders of the Xuan Clan are all ranked. Taoist Cheng is not that powerful."

Lang Jiuchuan walked out of the study and headed towards the storeroom, saying, "The enemy is still unknown, but I have already been exposed, which is equivalent to the enemy being in the dark and me being in the light. If I am still arrogant, I will be courting death. I am not that stupid. On the contrary, I should be more vigilant, prepare more self-defense items, and most importantly, make myself stronger."

Seeing that she was able to keep her temper, Jiang Che felt a little disgusted with himself, thinking that he had underestimated her.

"So what's next?"

"First, we need to remove the filth from the Vajra Pagoda and re-temper and consecrate it." Lang Jiuchuan said, "I have read the almanac and it is most suitable for the New Year's Day next year. We will go to the Huguo Temple to create a new atmosphere."

"Huguo Temple? Why not go to Ci'en Temple?"

Lang Jiuchuan said: "Huguo Temple is more popular than Ci'en Temple. Of course, we have to find a good place to hold the consecration ceremony, so as to do justice to this Seven-Star Vajra Pagoda."

She stroked the top of the Vajra Pagoda and said, "Since it belongs to me, it deserves the best!"

The Vajra Tower shook slightly.

I'm so touched.

I glanced at the meaningful smile on her lips. Somehow, I always felt that she was harboring some bad intentions. Was she going to plot against the Huguo Temple?

Lang Jiuchuan put the Vajra Pagoda away and said, "Before that, I'll make the soul incense first, and then roll some medicine pills into candy pills to swallow. You'll accompany me to a place later, and then you can continue to inquire about the Xuan clan. By the way, let's focus on the Rong family first. Because of Qi Xinyu, they may have put me on the blacklist to be killed." I can't just wait for others to come and kill me.

It was about to wilt. If it had known this would happen, the dignified White Tiger King would be reduced to a runner, would it have practiced for a few more years to calm its mind, instead of rushing to survive the heavenly tribulation?
Feeling depressed, Jiang Che came to the old ginkgo tree where he used to live. While breathing in the aroma of incense coming from the City God Temple, he complained to his old friend.

Old Ginkgo said, "As the saying goes, every action has its effect, and she is your retribution... No, you must have owed her in your past life, but that's not it, it's fate!"

Jiang Che snorted, "Don't think I can't tell that you are gloating over someone else's misfortune. I have learned all these skills from following her for a while."

It's not the stupid cat it used to be.

The old ginkgo tree shook its trunk and said, "Anyway, it's good that you know. Your fate with her must be caused by cause and effect. Otherwise, why did you come all the way to Wujing, accept the advice of the old monk, and wait here for more than a year before going to her? This is called destiny!"

Jiang Che remained silent, grabbing his tiger whiskers which had not yet become a physical form, and wondered if this was really my retribution.

Is there any connection between them?
That can't be possible. It has been practicing for many years, but it has never seen such a vicious and cunning lunatic!
While I was lost in thought, someone walked under the old silver tree. He was a young man in his twenties with a beard, looking a little anxious and gloomy.

Soon, a cough was heard from the next wall, and the man immediately coughed back.

He looked around, leaned against the wall, and said, "What should I do? My father-in-law has become suspicious of me and has insisted on coming to my house. I can't hide it anymore."

Jiang Che and Lao Ginkgo stopped talking and listened to the gossip quietly.

Talking across the wall, it is clear that there is a conspiracy.

The tree and the tiger pricked up their ears with vigorous vigor. This was the tacit understanding they had developed after living together for more than a year.

He floated to the top of the wall and looked down. On the other side of the wall was a man in a black robe. He lowered his head and said, "Why are you panicking? You are already an official, but you can't deal with a mere merchant? If you are so useless, how can my master trust you and dare to employ you?"

The man seemed a little frightened. Even though the other party couldn't hear him, he still bowed slightly and said respectfully, "Please give me your instructions, sir."

The man on the other side of the wall threw a plain money bag over and said coldly, "Handle it cleanly. My master doesn't want to hear any bad news."

The man looked at the purse that had fallen at his feet and quickly picked it up: “Please rest assured, sir.”

There was no movement from the other side. He waited for a while, then opened his purse, took out a piece of paper, glanced at it, and left in a hurry.

The general clicked his tongue and said, "I don't know which family is going to be in trouble. Could it be that a heartless man named Chen Shimei will appear?"

Old Ginkgo said, "That's right. This Wujing is a place of filth and dirt beneath its prosperity, but that's not our business. You should do as Langjiu said and find a physical body as soon as possible to continue your practice. I have a strong feeling that this world will change sooner or later!"

Once the situation changes, such a spirit will dissipate if it has no place to stay.

Jiang Che raised his head and looked towards the sky, his tiger eyes sparkling. If the weather changed, what would happen to that woman?
Fight against the heaven, fight against people, or fight against fate?
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