The Ninth Lady is a rebellious person.

Chapter 253 The thrill of soul-crossing is momentary, but afterwards…

When Lang Jiuchuan opened her eyes, everything was bright white. Her long, black eyelashes trembled, and her consciousness gradually returned. It seemed that she had been transferred to another soul.
How can it be?

She excitedly sat up, but everything went black, and she fell back onto the bed, in great pain.

My soul felt as if it had been torn apart and reassembled, and I trembled all over in pain.

"You've exhausted your mental energy, don't waste it anymore."

The sound, like a cold spring, entered Lang Jiuchuan's ears. She turned her head and saw Gong Tinglan looking at her helplessly, with Gong Qi standing beside him.

When Lang Jiuchuan met Gong Qi's gaze, he felt inexplicably guilty and avoided his eyes, asking, "What's wrong with me?"

Gong Qi laughed: "You're still pretending? I told you not to act rashly, but you didn't listen. You insisted on doing things your own way. Do you think the royal family wouldn't dare to touch you? Hmm, the Gong family can protect you, so they might let you go. Then the Lang family will only be the one to blame."

Lang Jiuchuan said weakly, "I didn't go to break the formation."

Gong Qi choked.

Yes, she didn't break the formation. The formation was perfectly fine, but all the heroic spirits inside disappeared. It's like... the formation wasn't destroyed, but the treasures inside were stolen.

Gong Tinglan said, "After receiving Xiao Qi's message, I checked the Tibetan history. I had just found some things and hadn't had time to inform you when Xiao Qi returned with Zi Xiaozi. As soon as he returned, I knew things were going to be bad. Sure enough, you... sigh."

Lang Jiuchuan lowered his eyes, slowly sat up, and said, "I really didn't do anything. I just recited a sutra and struck the soul-guiding bell. I don't know why I lost control at the time. It was like my soul was out of control."

Gong Qi sneered, "There are no outsiders here, so stop pretending."

"Xiao Qi!" Gong Tinglan frowned, shook her head, and said, "Investigating afterward won't solve the problem, so don't waste your time."

Gong Qi said, "Isn't it all for her sake? If I really implicate the Lang family, Lang Jiu, will you be at ease?"

Lang Jiuchuan remained silent.

Seeing this, Gong Qi snorted in annoyance.

Gong Tinglan said, "Fortunately, this matter has not yet attracted the attention of the royal family, the formation has not been broken, and Zixiaozi is still in our hands."

Lang Jiuchuan then looked up at Gong Tinglan and said, "Judging from the young master's tone, are you going to keep this a secret?"

Gong Tinglan's face was grim. He said, "This formation was set up by Master Tongda, who was proficient in formations. Over time, the younger generation has no idea of ​​its existence. The elders who know about this are only the patriarchs of each clan. They will not reveal it until the time comes for the succession."

Upon hearing this, Lang Jiuchuan raised an eyebrow and asked, "Oh, even Young Master Gong doesn't know?"

"The patriarch of the Gong family is still alive, and it is far from the time to pass on the position. Otherwise, why would I only be the young master? I know you won't believe me when I say this, and I myself think the credibility of this statement is almost zero." Gong Tinglan smiled self-deprecatingly and said, "But it is indeed the truth. Whether you believe it or not, I only asked the patriarch after I learned it from Gong Qi."

Gong Qi snorted: "This is not a pleasant thing either. If it gets out, the collapse of faith is not something those old guys would like to see."

Such things, which go against the right path and defy the natural order, should be met with the utter annihilation of all who know about them, otherwise, where would they put their faces?

He glanced at Lang Jiuchuan and said, "Now is not the time to discuss whether we already knew about this formation. It's about how to clean up the mess you made. Ha, the fun of ferrying souls is fleeting, but the regret is endless. You're just playing around."

Lang Jiuchuan smiled and said innocently, "What did I do? I just recited a sutra. Look at me, I look like I'm about to die, so weak. I don't look like someone who could ruin the plans of Master Tongda, who is an expert in formations. What merit do I have?"

Gong Tinglan and her nephew: "..." It would have been better if they hadn't said anything, but why are they so infuriating when they do speak? They even recited a sutra.

Did you manage to summon away the heroic spirits trapped in the formation?
Others need to transfer souls and break formations, but your actions are as easy as taking something from thin air!

"Actually, they should know that the merits and vows of those heroic spirits are also limited, and they won't nourish the dragon vein indefinitely. Two hundred years is the limit. Even if they disappear, it's because their time limit has been reached. Without salvation, their souls will be scattered." Lang Jiuchuan lowered his eyes to hide the coldness in them, playing with his pale fingers, his voice icy: "Two hundred years is enough for everything. They should at least accumulate some good karma for themselves."

The two were silent.

The fact that it could last for two hundred years was also due to the formation. Those lonely ghosts wandering in the human world had no offerings, no worship, and no one to ferry them to the underworld; they had long since been scattered and their souls had dissipated.

"Furthermore, to determine the fate of Dadan based on this insidious formation is far too frivolous." Lang Jiuchuan said calmly, "The fate of a nation has never depended on formations, especially those that violate the laws of nature, but on the people who govern it. So, how do we clean up this mess? There's no need to clean it up. Just leave it as it is and let them investigate. As for Zixiaozi, leave him to me."

"How are you going to handle this? Do you still want to commit murder?" Gong Qi stared at her.

Lang Jiuchuan raised his hand and sneered, "I've never claimed to be a righteous person. I'm not a good person either. Kill him if you want!"

Gong Qi's eyelids twitched, and she looked at Gong Tinglan: "Uncle Jiu, don't say I'm arrogant in the future. There are people who are even more arrogant than me."

Gong Tinglan had a terrible headache.

The younger generation these days are all incredibly rebellious.

Just as he was about to speak, something was suddenly thrown in through the window with a bang.

The group was startled. Upon closer inspection, they realized that the thing was actually Zixiaozi, who was already half-dead.

Oh, now he's not just half-dead, he's completely dead.

"Who, who did this?" Gong Qi was extremely nervous. There were other people in this courtyard. Had they overheard what they were saying?
Fu Qi passed through the wall, his body enveloped in a fierce and sinister aura, eerie and sinister, as if he had emerged from a ghost realm.

Gong Tinglan's expression turned solemn as he swallowed the living soul.

Fu Qi glanced coldly at Gong Tinglan and the others before looking at Lang Jiuchuan, who was sitting on the couch. His eyes softened, and he said, "No need to dirty your hands, I'll do it."

She has already done enough; there's no need for her to commit further killings. He can do it himself.

Lang Jiuchuan frowned: "Why didn't you leave?"

Wasn't the sutra she recited enough to send him away?
Fu Qi said, "I have not yet repaid the debt of gratitude, I have not yet paid the reward, and I have not yet settled my worldly debts. I have these concerns in my heart and cannot leave."

"You killed him, which is a ghost killing. Once you take a life, you become a vengeful ghost. Whoever kills you can claim to be acting on behalf of Heaven. More importantly, your name will be recorded in the Book of Merits and Demerits. When you enter the underworld, you will not be able to be reborn into a good family. It's not worth it."

Fu Qi laughed heartily: "You dared to exhaust your merit and spiritual energy for us, so why shouldn't I kill such a villain? It's better than dirtying your hands. As for reincarnation, I don't care about it."

Lang Jiuchuan Yimo.

Fu Qi looked at Gong Tinglan, his ghostly aura sinister, and sneered, "My Fu family army was sent to the Netherworld by me breaking through the shackles and seeking the help of the Heavenly Dao. It has nothing to do with anyone else. I killed this person as well. If you want to sue, then sue. I, Fu Qi, am waiting for Tantai's people to come and take him away!"

　Yet another version of the storyline has been changed... This is just...

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