Chapter 18: This Seat Once Begged You

Heavenly Man has a deathless killing move with a simple name, just one word, "Wind". Once unleashed, no armour will be left in a circle around the area it touches.

Mo Ran had naturally experienced the power of the Wind, and he knew Chu Wanning's strength well enough not to worry about it, so he took one look at the bloodied, pale man and shook off the last few exorcism charms to buy Chu Wanning some time before darting to the outer edge, holding Shi Mei in one arm and Little Chen in the other, and leading the two unconscious men into hiding. Shi Mei in one hand and Lady Little Chen in the other, taking the two unconscious men with them and heading for the distance.

Chu Wanning reluctantly moved his other hand against the excruciating pain, and in a flash a blinding golden light erupted from the Heavenly Question as Chu Wanning jerked it back.

The Ghost Master leapt out of control and lunged at Chu Wanning with a twisted face.

Chu Wanning's robe tumbled like flames in a gale, and he raised his eyebrows in anger, half of his shoulders soaked in blood, when he suddenly raised his hand, and the golden light of the Heavenly Question became more and more powerful, and then Chu Wanning lifted it up and spun it around.

willow vine suddenly stretched tens of feet and danced into a golden wind, as if it were a whirlpool, swept the surrounding evil spirits, dead bodies, golden girls and golden girls, together with the roaring and twisting ghost master, into the centre of the "wind", which was instantly crushed by the powerful force of Tianwen's dancing stigmata.

"The wind was so destructive that the grass and trees around it rose to the ground and were not spared.

A huge storm centred on Chu Wanning emits a dazzling golden light, making the sky dark and sandy. Coffins and coffins, dead men and women alike, were reduced to light wisps of grass in the wind.

Reeled in and cut by the speedy spinning Heavenly Question Ling.

Shattered into a million bits of debris

By the time everything had settled down, Chu Wanning was surrounded by no grass, desolate and empty.

Except for him, standing alone, his gi brightly coloured, like a red lotus in its first bloom, the begonia blossoms fall, and then there is only a field of crushed white bones and the ghastly "heavenly question" that hisses with golden light.

In this way, Chu Wanning's disciples are usually very polite.

If he was willing to do so, it would not be impossible for him to bruise the entire disciples of the Good and Evil Terrace in an instant.

The golden light fades out.

The heavenly question is transformed into a dot of broken stars and merges into the palm of Chu Wanning.

He took a breather and frowned, fighting back the sharp pain in his shoulder as he slowly walked towards his disciples in the distance.

" How is Shi Mei doing?"

Coming up next to them, Chu Wanning held back and asked.

Mo Ran looked down at the unconscious beauty in his arms, still unconscious, his nostrils weak, his cheek cold to the touch. This scene was all too familiar, a nightmare that Mo Ran could not escape from in his life.

Shi Mei was lying in his arms like this, and gradually, she stopped breathing

Chu Wanning got close and looked into the neck arteries of Mrs. Chen and Shi Mei respectively, and sighed, "How could they be so deeply poisoned?"

Mo Ran snapped her head up, "Poisoning? I thought you said it was okay. Didn't you say they were just compelled?"

Chu Wanning frowned, "The ghost master of ceremonies relies on incense powder to compel, that is a poison. I thought they were only lightly poisoned, but I didn't think they had eaten the poison so deeply."

""

"Send them back to Chan House first." Chu Wanning said, "It's not hard to pull out the poison, it's good that they're not dead."

He speaks in a cold, unemotional voice, as Chu Wanning usually does, but at the moment it sounds like he's making light of the situation and not really caring.

Mo Ran suddenly remembered the snowy year when he knelt in the snow with Shi Mei, who was losing every bit of her life, in his arms. With tears on his face, he pleaded with his voice for Chu Wanning to look back at his apprentice and beg him to lift his hand and save his apprentice's life.

But what did Chu Wanning say at the time?

It was also such a light tone, such a rippling voice.

With that, Mo Ran was denied the only time in her life that she had to get down on her knees and beg for help.

In the snow, the person in his arms gradually became as cold as the grains of snow that fell on his shoulders and on his brow.

On that day, Chu Wanning killed two of his disciples with his own hands.

One was Shi Mingjing, whom he could have saved, but never did.

One is Mo Weiyu who is on his knees in the snow, mourning his death.

A sudden fear, a tyranny, a snake-like resentment and a fierce rage arose in his heart.

For a moment he suddenly wanted to rise up and choke Chu Wanning, to shed all pretensions of graciousness and humanity and reveal himself as a malevolent ghost from a previous life, biting him, questioning him and demanding his life.

Claiming the lives of those two snowbound, helpless apprentices.

But then his eyes lifted and fell abruptly on Chu Wanning's blood-covered shoulder.

The beast's angry cry was suddenly blocked.

He didn't say another word, just stared at Chu Wanning's face with a look of almost hatred that Chu Wanning didn't see. After a moment, he looked down again, to gaze at Shi Mei's haggard face.

The mind fades to blank.

If something happens to Shi Mei again this time, then

"Cough cough."

The person in her arms suddenly let out a sharp cough. Mo Ran was stunned and his heart trembled. Shi Mei slowly opened her eyes, her voice extremely hoarse and weak.

" Mo Ran "

"Yes, I am," Mo Ran's eyes widened and his palm pressed against Shi Mei's cool cheek, his eyes trembling with light, "Shi Mei, how are you feeling?

Shi Mei smiled gently, still with gentle brows, and turned her head again, looking around: "How are we here how did I pass out ah Master cough, disciple incompetent disciple"

Chu Wanning said, "Don't talk."

He gave Shi Mei an elixir in his mouth, "Since you are awake, take this poison dissolving powder first, don't swallow it straight away."

Shi Mei contained the medicine and suddenly froze, her already bloodless face looking even more transparent: "Master, why are you injured with blood all over your body"

Chu Wanning still has that faint, choppy, exasperating voice: "Nothing."

He got up and looked at Mo Ran for a moment.

"You, find a way to bring them both back to Chen House."

Shi Mei woke up and the gloom in Mo Ran's heart was suddenly pushed down as he nodded, "Yes."

"I'll go ahead and have something to ask the Chen family people."

Chu Wanning turned to leave, facing the darkness of the night and the weeds, and finally he could not help but wrinkle his brow in a look of pain.

His entire shoulder was penetrated by five fingers, his tendons and veins were all torn apart, and the spirit claws of the Ghost Master had even pierced the bones deep in his flesh and blood. Even with all the feigned calmness he endured and the sealing of his blood veins to keep from losing blood and passing out, he was still human.

It still hurts, too!

But so what if it hurts.

He took one step forward, the hem of his wedding garment fluttering.

For so many years, people respected him and feared him, but no one dared to stand by him, no one would care for him. And he had long been used to it.

Evening Yu Heng, Beidou Xianzun.

No one loves them from head to toe; no one cares if they live, die or suffer.

It was as if he had been born, without needing any support, any leaning, or any company.

So there is no need to cry out in pain, and even less need to cry. Just go back and dress your wounds, cut off all the rotten flesh that has festered and torn, and apply the wound medicine.

It's okay that no one cares about him.

Anyway, that's how he got by on his own. All these years, it's been fine. He took care of himself.

When they arrived at the entrance of the Chen residence, before they could enter the courtyard, they heard a heart-rending scream from inside.

Chu Wanning, unconcerned about his wound, barged in and saw Old Chen, draped and blind, chasing her son and husband around the room, except for the Chen family's youngest daughter, who was ignored, standing terrified, huddled thin and shivering.

When they saw Chu Wanning enter, Chen and his youngest son screamed and lunged at him, "Taoist Master Taoist Master help!"

Chu Wanning held them back, swept a glance at Madam Chen's tightly closed eyes and said angrily, "Didn't I tell you to watch her and not let her sleep"

"I can't help but see that awkward Jing is not well and usually goes to bed early, after you guys left she was holding up at first, then she dozed off and started going crazy yelling and screaming"

Chen cowered behind Chu Wanning, shivering, not even noticing that the Taoist Master was actually wearing a gi, or the hideous wound on Chu Wanning's shoulder.

Chu Wanning frowned and said, "What was that yelling about?"

Before Mr. Chen could say anything, the mad woman rushed forward with her teeth bared and her mouth shouting miserably, and it was actually the voice of a beautiful woman

"I want you all to die for being ungrateful and unfaithful.

Chu Wanning: "A stern ghost bending down." Turning back to Constable Chen, he said in a stern voice, "Is this voice familiar to you?"

The upper and lower corners of Chen's mouth trembled, his eyes rolled back and he swallowed nervously: "I don't know, I'm not familiar with it, I don't know it, I beg the Taoist Master to save my life, I beg the Taoist Master to remove the demon"

Chu Wanning lifted his uninjured arm and pointed it in the air at Madam Chen, and a lightning bolt struck her head, trapping her in the boundary.

Chu Wanning turned back to the table and gave a sidelong, cold look: "I really don't know you."

Chen said repeatedly, "I really don't know, I really don't know."

Without further ado, Chu Wanning flung out his heavenly question and bound the Old Chen lady in the knot.

He should have tied up Old Chen, it would have been easier and better to interrogate him, but Chu Wanning had his own code of conduct, his heavenly questioning, and he did not interrogate ordinary people easily. So he abandoned the soft man and interrogated the evil spirit inside Old Chen's body.

The trial of a ghost is not the same as the trial of a person.

When God asks for an interrogation, people will just not be able to stand it and open their mouths to speak.

When the ghosts are interrogated by the Heaven's Watchers, a boundary is formed where only Chu Wanning and the ghosts can coexist, and within the boundary the ghosts are restored to their former appearance and messages are passed to Chu Wanning.

A fire suddenly flared up in the sky and ran along the body of the vine, straight from his end, to Lady Old Chen's end.

The old lady let out a scream and suddenly began to convulse, followed by the willow vine where the flame that had been crimson turned instantly into a ghostly blue flame, which then burned from the old lady's end, back to Chu Wanning's side.

Chu Wanning closed his eyes as the fire burned down the willow vine to his palms, but the ghostly fire could not hurt him, it just went down his arms, to his chest, and then died out.

""

The Chen family looked on in horror at the scene, wondering what Chu Wanning was up to.

Chu Wanning's eyelashes trembled lightly and his eyes remained closed, but a white light gradually appeared before his eyes. Immediately afterwards, he saw a small foot as white as jade step out of that light, and a young girl of about seventeen or eighteen appeared in view.