Chapter 151 The Path of Life is Endless

There was silence in the old house, and no movement.

It was as if everything was very quiet, not even a few mice were around.

The gloomy atmosphere of the past dissipated after the ancestral hall was destroyed, leaving only a dilapidated scene.

Li Daoxuan followed his memory to find the room where he lived and packed his things.

Inside it were his Taoist robes for changing, a few yellow talismans and supplies, as well as his travel permits.

After getting these things, he walked towards the Zhao Family Ancestral Hall. When passing by the inner courtyard of the Zhao Family's old house, he saw a flash of red clothes.

"There's a ghost." Gong Youwei said a little fearfully. She retracted her rabbit head back into the cage and dared not look outside again.

"You are a demon, how could you be afraid of ghosts?" When Li Daoxuan asked this question, he couldn't help laughing.

"At least I'm alive. When a living person meets a dead person, he will still be afraid," Gong Youwei explained embarrassedly.

"Not necessarily. Many times, the dead are afraid of the living. And this person might be an acquaintance." Li Daoxuan looked at the place where the person in red flashed by and followed quickly.

Turning left and right, they arrived at Li Xiangyu's boudoir.

He pushed open the door and saw that the boudoir was even tidier than before, and in front of the main hall of the room, a broken long sword was placed on it.

This long sword is exactly the one held by Boss Zhao, and it can also be regarded as a witness to the grievances between the Zhao brothers.

Seeing the long sword and taking a look at the surroundings of the room, Li Daoxuan secretly breathed a sigh of relief, as it had obviously just been cleaned.

It seems that Zhao Laosan is fine.

After taking a look at the long knife, he walked straight into the bedroom.

Looking at the empty bedroom, Li Daoxuan took out a yellow talisman.

He pinched the Dao finger with his right hand, and turned his left palm. At the same time, he bent his index finger, middle finger, and ring finger inward, and pressed the index and middle fingers with his thumb. He hooked the little finger of his right hand with the little finger of his left hand to form the Soul-Catching Finger. He stepped on the Five Ghosts Step and chanted the Soul-Manifesting Mantra: "The sky is connected with the spirits, and the earth is connected with the spirits. I pray that the five ghosts will show their magical powers. I urgently ask the ghosts from all directions to show their spirits. I am following the order of the founder of Mount Mao, and I must obey the command immediately!"

After the incantation, he felt a breeze blowing through the room. The beaded curtain on the door swayed, and footsteps suddenly sounded inside the room.

"Ah!" Gong Youwei screamed in fear, while Li Daoxuan looked outside the bedroom without any fear.

Then he saw the bead curtain being torn apart by an invisible hand, and a figure in red appeared in front of him.

Yanran is a beautiful woman with simple hair style and wearing a long red dress.

Next to her was a little girl without eyes, who was holding a rag doll and staring at him with her empty eye sockets.

This scene was really weird. Even though Li Daoxuan was mentally prepared, he still felt creepy.

This was his first time meeting a ghost face to face.

"Master." The ghost in red's voice came. "Thank you for helping me and my daughter get revenge."

The female ghost pulled the little girl to salute Li Daoxuan. Li Daoxuan calmed down and said, "Don't be polite about this matter. It is something that people like us who are righteous should do."

"If it weren't for the Taoist priest, we wouldn't know when we could get our revenge." The red-clothed female ghost sighed and waved her sleeves. "Xiangyu has no way to repay such a great kindness."

"Let's not talk about this. Please show yourself or do you have something to ask me?" Li Daoxuan changed the subject and told them what he wanted to know.

"What happened after I was rescued that day?"

"The Taoist priest was rescued that day, and the two men left without stopping. Only my husband lay on the ground for a long time before waking up, and he was also seriously injured." The woman in red spoke of Zhao Laosan with some worry in her voice.

"Is the Third Young Master okay?"

"He is fine, but he was seriously injured. He stayed here for a day and then left. When he left, he took the Taoist priest's magic weapon with him. You can ask him for it when the time comes."

Hearing the words of the red-clothed female ghost, Li Daoxuan felt relieved. His peach wood sword should have been taken away by Zhao Laosan, and not picked up by Young Master Wang. In this way, he didn't have to worry about what to say when he met the old Taoist again. At least the magic weapon was not lost this time.

He asked some other questions, and the female ghost in red answered them one by one, saying that after that day, several more people from the Zhao family came to help clean up the ancestral hall, and then transported the remains of Boss Zhao back to Dingjiao Town.

It’s just that the explosion that day was too violent, and in the end only Boss Zhao’s head and some limbs were found.

This made Li Daoxuan feel deeply moved. Good and evil, cause and effect, will all have retribution.

It's just that Boss Zhao deserves his retribution. After hearing these trivial matters, Li Daoxuan looked at the red-clothed female ghost and asked, "Why don't you and your daughter go to the underworld, but stay here and refuse to leave? You should know that staying in the world for too long will make your soul completely scattered."

"I know." The red-clothed female ghost said faintly. "But my daughter and I cannot leave here."

"Why?"

"My body is still in that pool of blood, and my daughter's body is also buried here. My mother and I have been deceived by the idea of ​​living sacrifice, and have become the medium for Old Master Zhao to gather Yin after the living sacrifice. We are trapped here, and our bodies cannot be left here, and we cannot escape. The copper hairpin that the Taoist took that day is where I rest while wandering here. But now the copper hairpin is still in the courtyard of the ancestral hall, and I can't go back during the day." The female ghost in red said, and then sighed softly.

"In fact, I also want to leave, but I just can't leave. My daughter has been struggling here with me for many years and is already tired of it."

"I will help you to transcend, do you have any last wish?" Li Daoxuan asked again.

"Can I see my husband before I leave?"

"Yes." Li Daoxuan nodded, and a long-lost smile appeared on the face of the female ghost in red.

"Thank you, Taoist priest." The female ghost said gratefully.

So Li Daoxuan went to the ancestral hall, retrieved the copper hairpin, and under the guidance of the red-clothed female ghost, he dug out the remains of her and her daughter and carefully put them away with yellow cloth.

The basement that was originally filled with plasma had long since dried up and was empty.

It was as if the fight that day was an illusion and nothing existed.

After finishing these things, Li Daoxuan came to the portrait of Laojun again. He bowed to Laojun and told him what he had done.

I don't know if it was his illusion, but when Li Daoxuan looked at the portrait of Laojun again, he felt that Laojun looked extremely peaceful. And in his Niwan bridal chamber, a few golden spots merged into it, making the tiny golden light of merit increase a little more.

Li Daoxuan suddenly felt his mind clear, the injuries in his meridians recovered a little, and the pain from many hidden injuries in his body also improved a lot. He felt relaxed and refreshed.

"Ha! Is there such a benefit?" Li Daoxuan was quite surprised.

Unexpectedly, after completing Laojun's entrustment, he could actually obtain the golden light of merit. It was truly a pleasant surprise.

After accepting the benefits given by Laojun, Li Daoxuan placed the remains of Li Xiangyu and her daughter in a box.

Gong Youwei was a little afraid of the remains of the mother and daughter, so she jumped out of the box and lay in his arms.

Li Daoxuan didn't take it too seriously. He carried the box and left the Zhao family's old house, heading towards Dingjiao Town. He chatted with Li Xiangyu, the female ghost in red who had hidden in the bronze hairpin.

I also learned some past events of the Zhao family from her.

Li Xiangyu married Zhao Laosan very early. The couple loved each other very much and soon had a daughter, Zhao Xueer.

The originally harmonious family was broken up because Li Xiangyu accidentally saw what Boss Zhao and Master Zhao did.

That night, Li Xiangyu was caught by Boss Zhao, who stripped her clothes and chopped off her head.

Boss Zhao said that this was the consequence of her offending her ancestors, and he also used a jade pillow to calm her down.

Li Xiangyu felt that she died unjustly, so she stayed in the old house of the Zhao family. Who knew that within a few years, her daughter was killed by Zhao Laoer.

At that time, Li Xiangyu was full of resentment and once wanted to seek revenge on Zhao Laoer and Zhao Laoda.

But she never thought that Boss Zhao also had the guidance of an expert, so he suppressed her and her daughter in the yard. Even if they had resentment, it would be absorbed by the corpse in the red coffin.

Because of this, Li Xiangyu has been wandering around the old house, with no other means to do except occasionally scare people. Until Li Daoxuan's arrival, she realized that her chance for revenge had come, so she led Li Daoxuan to her room, intending to let him know the truth.

Listening to what happened to the Zhao family, Li Daoxuan didn't know what to say. He just sighed and headed towards Dingjiao Town in the evening light.

"The road of life is like a long dream. There are frosts on the road, and the frosts blow on my face. In the mortal world, how many directions does a dream have? Looking for the love in my dream, the road is endless. Life is a dream and aspiration. There are tears in the dream. Where to go, to find the direction in my heart. The wind seems to sigh in the dream."

Li Daoxuan was singing a song, but his immature voice had a hint of vicissitudes of life.

Gong Youwei lay in his arms, listening quietly to the melodious song.

The road is dusty and bumpy, but it will eventually lead to a distant place.

"A wisp of dreamlike wind and rain, the road follows the person endlessly."

(End of this chapter)