I built the Jade Capital with the Netherworld

Chapter 33 Borrowing some energy
"what!"

The female ghost was frightened and subconsciously wanted to dive into the grave.

Unexpectedly, a series of "Ding-ling-ling" bell sounds were heard, like a devilish sound piercing through her brain, causing her body to suddenly go numb.

A Seven-Star Sword was already placed on her shoulder.

"If you want to die, then move."

The female ghost froze all over. When she came to her senses, she slowly turned around and saw Lu Wujiu squatting on the ground, looking down at her. She immediately burst into tears.

"Master, please spare my life. I never kill. I am also a pitiful person..."

"Stop, stop, come out and speak!"

Lu Wujiu interrupted the female ghost's complaint... The scene of the body buried in the soil with only shoulders and head exposed seemed a bit weird to him.

The female ghost hesitated for a moment, and the Seven Star Sword on her shoulder immediately sank three points.

She quickly stood up, but suddenly screamed "Ah" and shrank back. Smoke came out of her head, and she was burned by the rising sun.

She immediately looked at Lu Wujiu with a pitiful look.

Lu Wujiu had an expressionless face. He stretched out his hand and waved it gently. The shadow under his feet moved horizontally and covered the female ghost's head.

The female ghost was stunned.

——Is this also okay?

"Do you want me to bring you out in a sedan chair?"

"No, no, I'll be right out."

The female ghost quickly emerged from the shadow of the withered tomb.

Her eyes subconsciously looked past the obstruction of the grave and looked towards the sun in the east. Although she was bathed in shadow, she could look directly at the sun. This feeling made her heart flutter.

"Last night, I stopped here and couldn't move forward. Was it you who did this?"

"without……"

The female ghost shook her head subconsciously, but before she could finish her words, she looked at Lu Wujiu's sharp eyes and nodded repeatedly:
"Yes, it is."

"What's the purpose?"

"I, I would like to borrow some of your energy."

"borrow?"

Lu Wujiu smiled, and only then did he take a serious look at the female ghost in front of him.

She was about 28 years old, with a small nose and small eyes, and looked quite ordinary. However, her clothes looked very expensive. They were a chest-length skirt embroidered with silver thread. Her hair was tied up and decorated with mother-of-pearl ornaments. She looked like a girl from a wealthy family.

"Tell me, how do you borrow it?"

The ghost girl blushed, realizing Lu Wujiu's teasing intention, and gritted her teeth and said:
"I used magic to keep the lone person away, using the illusion to please him and absorb some of his energy. But I swear, I absolutely did not harm anyone's life."

"Illusion? Where did you learn this?"

Lu Wujiu's expression became serious.

All Taoist magic is passed down through generations. Without a master to guide you, it is impossible to learn any magic.

For example, he still doesn't know any magic until now, and relies entirely on the power of magic weapons!

"My name is Cen Ying, and I'm from Dang County, Longyou. My family once worshipped an immortal. He later traveled around the world, and before leaving, he taught me this technique as a way to protect myself. Later, my family forced me to marry, but I didn't trust the right person. I refused and escaped without permission. Unexpectedly, I encountered a criminal on the road, and without checking, I was killed..."

At this point, the ghost girl Cen Ying was extremely sad and looked at the grave next to her and said:

"...Even this grave was built by a passerby who felt sorry for my body and buried it for me."

Lu Wujiu asked, "So you've settled down here and are targeting lone travelers?"

Cen Ying's expression froze, and after a long pause she said, "I don't want to do this either, but... I'll die if I don't do this. Even ants are greedy for life."

Lu Wujiu smiled and said, "If that's the case, why didn't you take action after stopping me?"

Cen Ying looked panicked: "I am blind. After seeing the Immortal's true appearance, how could I dare to act so arrogantly? I only ask the Immortal to have mercy on me and spare me this time."

Lu Wujiu narrowed his eyes, asked a few more details, and then changed the subject:
"Do you know of a shortcut through the mountains to Liangcheng?"

"I know." "You delayed me for half the night, so please lead the way and make amends!"

"My Lord, be merciful! I thank you for not killing me!"

Cen Ying kowtowed quickly, then stood up and hesitated again:

"Master, the sun is shining brightly in the sky, and I, a mere ghost, am afraid it would be difficult for me to lead the way."

"Follow me, and I will protect you."

After Lu Wujiu finished giving his instructions, he pursed his lips and blew a whistle to call the old horse over. He then mounted the horse and prepared to head into the mountains.

Cen Ying bowed politely and pointed in a direction, saying, "Master, go this way!"

Lu Wujiu then rode away on his horse.

Cen Ying didn't dare to fall behind and hurried to catch up.

The mountain road is difficult to travel on. At the beginning, the terrain is relatively flat and the old horse can still gallop at full speed; but when it enters the mountains, the terrain gradually becomes undulating and the old horse can no longer run.

Lu Wujiu took out the forest whip and whipped it a few times. The grass and trees bent down, the thorns moved away, and the steep mountain road suddenly became flat.

Seeing this, Cen Ying became more humble and submissive.

After descending the mountain for more than ten days, Lu Wujiu, who was accompanied by someone for the first time, felt a little more lively and asked questions from time to time along the way.

Cen Ying answered every question and seemed to be quite familiar with the area.

Only then did Lu Wujiu realize that Liangcheng, the capital of Nanyang, had two or three mass graves nearby and that ghost stories were often heard.

Hearing this, he was secretly happy.

The mountain road is deep and deep, but it eventually ends.

After a morning of galloping, we arrived at Liangcheng as the sun was setting.

From afar, you can see the four-meter-high city wall, which looks like a giant dragon lying across the sky, protecting the lights of thousands of homes behind it. On the main road outside the city gate, there are crowds of people, and it is extremely lively.

Seeing this, Lu Wujiu rode away on his horse. Cen Ying had no choice but to follow him.

After entering the city, Lu Wujiu asked someone and then went straight to the charity cemetery.

As expected, the scale of Liangcheng Charity Cemetery was much larger than that of other small counties. After a casual stroll around, he collected twenty-one residual souls.

There is also one that seems to be turning into a fierce ghost.

The rich harvest made Lu Wujiu feel relaxed and happy. When he raised his hand, a ball of liquid condensed into a ball and emerged from his palm.

It is the soul water that has been smelted at the Resurrection Cliff.

"You've led the way well. This item can nourish the soul and spirit. I give it to you. I'll need you to lead the way later."

Cen Ying looked at the soul water floating over. She could feel the pure soul power in it without Lu Wujiu's explanation.

It suddenly dawned on me that it was no wonder he kept asking about things like charity cemeteries and mass graves on the way.

It turns out that the purpose of searching for the residual soul is to refine this soul water!

"Thank you, Immortal!"

Cen Ying swallowed it in one gulp, and the soul water fell into her body, like drinking ice in the hot summer, refreshing her heart and spleen. Her soul body became visibly more solid.

This is so much better than the energy she collected painstakingly on the roadside!
"While the city gates are still open, let's go to the mass grave outside the city!"

"Yes!"

Cen Yingying was praying, her eyes flickering, "Immortal, there is another place in Liangcheng where the remaining souls should be hiding."

"prison?"

Lu Wujiu asked back. He had been to several prisons, and to his surprise, there were almost no remaining souls.

When he went to explore, he saw that the stone carvings of Bi'an on the prison door lintel were all embedded with consecrated instruments to exorcise evil spirits!

Only then did he realize that the imperial court was not foolish. How could they allow a prison, such a dark and evil place, to breed evil spirits and ghosts?
Unexpectedly, Cen Ying shook her head upon hearing this, and said with a gloomy look:
"No, it's the Abandoned Baby Tower!"

(End of this chapter)