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Compared to one's own life, the fact that students have holidays is obviously not worth caring about.
"Let's go inside; this isn't the place to talk."
As she spoke, Nie Moli led the people into the house. Mo Jiang subconsciously observed the room and found that the furnishings and furniture inside were quite nice.
Judging from their appearance alone, they are probably considered wealthy even by village standards.
After entering the house, Nie Moli gestured to Mo Jiang to put the things on the table. These were all gifts that Nie Moli had bought on the way back. Without Mo Jiang, it would have taken her a lot of effort to carry all those bags back herself.
Granny Tang clearly saw Mo Jiang following behind Nie Moli, smiled at him, and then kept looking him over.
After walking into the living room and waiting for everyone to sit down, Nie Moli rolled up her sleeves, revealing the dark blue mark on her wrist.
"Grandma, I've been marked. Is there any way to remove it?"
With a smile on her face, Granny Tang was about to ask Mo Jiang's name and hometown, and if possible, his birth date and time. But when she saw Nie Mo Li's bluish-black wrist, her smile vanished, replaced by a solemn expression.
Grandma Tang didn't speak. She stretched out her hand and tapped lightly with her five fingers, but her fingers didn't touch Nie Moli's wrist. The tapping of her fingers seemed to have a different kind of pattern.
"Young man, could you please fetch me a basin of water? Cold water is fine. The basin is inside the bathroom; just walk in and it's on the left."
When Mo Jiang returned with water, Granny Tang placed her entire right hand in the water. In less than three seconds, the entire basin of clear water turned pitch black, like ink.
This time, Granny Yu couldn't help but gasp.
"Hiss, that's fierce! What did you run into?!"
"Wait a minute!" Granny Yu suddenly realized. "How could you have touched those things?! Did you peek at the books at the bottom of my trunk?!"
Nie Moli had indeed peeked into the box, so she didn't make eye contact with Granny Tang, but turned her face to the side. "I ran into a person who died more than ten years ago in my university dormitory. She had lived in that room for more than ten years, and I happened to move in as well."
What was she wearing?
Nie Moli paused, then softly uttered two words, "Red clothes."
Yubaba's brows furrowed even more. She knew very well what kind of constitution her adopted child had; ordinary ghosts would never approach within a kilometer of her.
Even a vengeful ghost dressed in red will be ignored unless absolutely necessary.
Because Nie Moli was born in a yin year, yin month, and yin day, and her birth chart is entirely yin, if she dies a violent death, she will inevitably become a fierce and vengeful ghost, more ferocious and evil than ordinary ghosts.
However, conversely, such a birth chart will cause all evil spirits and ghosts to subconsciously avoid the person.
There's a saying that if you're being chased by evil spirits, the best way is to commit suicide and become a ghost yourself, so you can fight back instead of just being beaten up one-sidedly.
This theory has one premise: you must be able to become a ghost after death, and you must be strong enough.
Just as people have varying physical strengths, so too do ghosts.
Therefore, most vengeful ghosts don't care whether the victim will become a ghost, because even if they do, they will become vengeful ghosts or accomplices, and will have no ability to resist.
Nie Moli's birth chart indicates that she will inevitably become a vengeful ghost after death, and among vengeful ghosts, she will be one of the most vicious and malevolent.
People will torture and kill cats and dogs for fun.
But no one has ever heard of anyone taking a stick and playing around with a two-meter-tall, muscular man who could deadlift over 200 kilograms and looked extremely aggressive.
If some ghost were to actually kill Nie Moli right in front of them, it's hard to say who would fight whom.
151. Do you understand the prestige of winning the global religious battle royale tournament?
"What happened to you? Tell me in detail!"
Nie Moli's birth chart indicates that she will not encounter supernatural events in her daily life, but once she does, it will definitely not be a trivial matter.
An anomaly occurred in room 444, and the person was drawn into a ghostly realm. Due to exhaustion and hunger, they were unaware of the mirror ghost's killing patterns, but Mo Jiang came to their rescue...
Nie Moli recounted everything in a calm and clear tone, using the most concise language to describe what had happened.
As Nie Moli narrated, Granny Tang's brows furrowed more and more, and her expression changed drastically when she heard the name "Thousand-Child Goddess".
Nie Moli and Mo Jiang naturally noticed the obvious change in their expressions.
"It seems that you know about Lady Qianzi, Mother-in-law."
Granny Tang opened her mouth, intending to say something, but after looking at the mark on Nie Moli's wrist, she couldn't help but sigh.
"The Thousand-Child Goddess, formerly known as the Thousand-Child Tree, was once a deity worshipped in Zangling Village. Later, after the people of Zangling Village switched to worshipping the Six Burials Bodhisattva, they sealed the tree with talismans and stopped worshipping the ancient tree. Originally, it could have become a [Qi], but in the end, it was forced to become a [Sha].
Granny Tang's expression was very serious. "Mo Li, you've been targeted by [Sha]."
Although I don't know exactly what level of thing the "Sha" is, judging from Yubaba's expression, it's definitely not easy to deal with.
When Nie Moli mentioned the red-clothed ghost, Granny Tang's expression was only somewhere between "troublesome" and "difficult," a completely different expression from when she heard about Lady Qianzi.
"Looks like I'm really popular. First a vengeful ghost, then a malevolent spirit." Nie Moli glanced at Mo Jiang. "What's next? Will Yama summon me to check the numbers in the Book of Life and Death?"
Mo Jiang turned her head away, avoiding eye contact with Nie Moli. The reason she was marked by Lady Qianzi was because Mo Jiang wanted to take the vengeful ghost to kill people.
If the vengeful ghost had been decisively and utterly destroyed, this wouldn't have happened.
"Is there a way to break the mark? For example, by killing Lady Thousand Sons?"
Mo Jiang has always been the one to clean up the messes he makes; he never intended to shirk this responsibility in the first place.
Upon hearing Mo Jiang's question, Granny Tang looked at him with a hint of suspicion, as Nie Moli had just said a lot of things.
Aside from nearly dying in the Ghost Realm, the story focuses on just how strong this young man named Mo Jiang really is.
It shook the ghost realm, annihilated fierce ghosts, and even tore apart the ghost realm of Lady Thousand Sons.
If it weren't for the fact that I knew my adopted daughter's personality, Granny Tang would have thought that Nie Moli was just trying to amuse her.
“Your idea is dangerous. No matter what, you were once a being that could become a [Qi]. After becoming a [Sha], you might become even more powerful.”
The Thousand-Child Goddess was once a local deity, but later, because the villagers converted to the Six Burials Bodhisattva, the tree was regarded as an evil object and was sealed away, and all sins were attributed to the tree.
Since then, the true form of Lady Thousand Children, the Thousand Children Tree, has also disappeared.
According to Granny Yu, the true form of the Thousand Tree has entered the realm of demons, and it is extremely difficult to enter the realm of demons from the mortal world, or even a specific realm of demons.
In response to Granny Tang's concerns, Mo Jiang simply showed the mark on his wrist, "Whether it's dangerous or not isn't up to us to decide. It's because Lady Qianzi has already placed the mark on us. If we don't resolve it, we'll have to sleep with our eyes open."
"Besides, how many masters does Lady Qianzi have?"
As he spoke, Mo Jiang exuded a fanatical aura, a fervent and domineering light emanating from the dark Middle Ages.
Jehovah, the victor of the global religious battle royale tournament, the sect with the highest KPI of destroying mountains and temples, when facing former gods, receives a continuous stream of holy light that provides power to Mojiang.
This overwhelming light yearns to recreate the supreme power of the Lord of All Armies, who suppressed the world and demoted all gods to angels before the gods, and to recreate the solitary and unique ascension to the divine throne.
Granny Tang remained silent for a moment, then let out a long sigh, "I never thought that at my age I would still have to do such a big job."
The old man's eyes sharpened instantly. "You can enter the Ghost Realm through the former location of the Thousand Sons Tree, but you must have items related to the Thousand Sons Tree as coordinates, otherwise you won't be able to find the location of the Thousand Sons Tree at all."
I remember that after the village converted to the Six Burials Bodhisattva, they dug up the heartwood of a tree and placed it before the Bodhisattva's statue, but only the current High Priest knows where it is kept.
If given a choice, Yubaba would naturally not want to get involved in such matters.
If it were someone else, she would at most offer some advice, but she would never get involved in matters of the rank of Lady Qianzi.
But Nie Moli is different. She is the daughter he raised, and because of her pure Yin birth chart, ordinary methods cannot remove that mark.
If she doesn't intervene, Nie Moli won't last long.
“Sure, give me Da Wuxian’s address, I’ll go and talk to him.”
Since only the Great Sage knows about this, we should ask him.
If the other party cooperates, inquire politely and offer some compensation as a side note.
If the Great Sage doesn't cooperate...
Then Mo Jiang will have to find a way to make him cooperate, and the methods he uses won't be so elegant.
Although it was called a talk, both Granny Tang and Nie Moli could hear the undisguised bloodlust in his words, and knew that this guy's "talk" was probably not a good idea.
“I’ll go with you.” Granny Tang said, then seemed to suddenly remember something and said to Nie Moli, “Moli, you…”
"You want to get rid of me so you can go to the village and take care of things yourself. You don't want me to go into the village."
Nie Moli twirled the end of her hair with her fingers, quietly looking at Granny Tang. "I've played alone in the woods since I was little. You warned me not to meet other children or go near the village. After you sent me away to study, you also tried your best to keep me from coming back."
“In my past memories, it was always you who came to find me, not the other way around.”
"And then there's the fact that whenever someone comes looking for you, you always tell me to hide..."
"So, there are people or things in the village that I can't encounter, and if other villagers see me, they'll recognize me, is that what you mean?"
Grandma Tang felt regret, deep regret, regretting that she shouldn't have let Nie Moli study psychology in the first place.
The adopted daughter is still in college, yet she has already guessed most of what happened back then, and she even seems to want to ask more questions.
Just then, Mo Jiang spoke up, "No matter what's going on here, let's resolve Lady Qianzi's problem first."
From Mo Jiang's perspective, Nie Moli's condition was not good. In his spiritual perception, it seemed that her life force was being slowly but resolutely drained away by something.
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152. The fate of the Mo family...
Nie Moli quietly looked at Granny Tang and Mo Jiang, and took a step back.
"In that case, I'll wait for you to come back inside the house."
However, after this matter is over, Mother-in-law, there's something you should tell me.
Granny Tang's face fell. She knew this was her adopted daughter's last concession. If she didn't speak up after this incident, then Nie Moli would have to investigate it herself.
Whether or not that matter is investigated, it is not a good thing for Nie Moli.
But now is not the time to talk about that. If the mark of Lady Qianzi is not removed quickly, Nie Moli might suddenly lose her mind and be dragged into Lady Qianzi's ghost realm one day.
Ordinary people have almost no ability to fight against beings who control the power of the ghost realm.
Even if Nie Moli's birth chart is entirely Yin, she will only become a fierce and vengeful ghost after she dies.
Even facing the Thousand-Child Goddess, it remains to be seen whether Nie Moli, the fierce and malevolent ghost she transformed into after her death, can prevail.
After all, it was a being that had been worshipped for many years and was almost a deity.
Granny Yu led Sumi to the village. Since they were going to talk to the Great Shaman, they couldn't take the main road and be seen by others. However, this was no problem for Granny Yu. She knew very well which roads in the vicinity led to the Great Shaman's place.
Despite her advanced age, Granny Yu still has nimble legs and walks faster than most adults.
As Granny Tang walked, she would occasionally look back at Mo Jiang's face, lost in thought. After walking a while, she would look up at Mo Jiang again.
"Excuse me, is there something on my face?"
Even though Mo Jiang isn't socially anxious, being seen like this still makes people wonder if he didn't wash his face properly today.
“Young man, I don’t seem to know your name.” As she spoke, Granny Yu added, “I’m telling your fortune.”
Hearing about "fortune telling" piqued Mo Jiang's curiosity. Given that ghosts, ghost realms, and even gods existed in this world, fortune telling might not actually be a fantasy.
"Mother-in-law, just call me Mo Jiang. I heard that fortune telling requires birth date and time, right? Can it be done without that?"
Grandma Yu opened her left hand, her thumb quickly tapping the knuckles of the other four fingers, while she softly chanted something that sounded like a mantra.
He also explained, "Don't give your birth date and time to others casually, or you'll run into trouble. I'm not very good at fortune telling, and what I'm using now is just a simplified method, which involves analyzing facial features, gait, height, and the time and day of birth."
As she spoke, Granny Tang's left hand suddenly jerked, and her five fingers seemed to be slapped open, suddenly spreading out.
"Your expression is probably telling me that you've figured it out, and the result doesn't seem to be very good."
Granny Tang stared blankly at her left hand, then replied as if nothing was wrong, "We'll talk about that later; it's hard to explain in a short time. The village's great shaman has worshipped the Six Burials Bodhisattva for generations; his methods are strange, and his strength is extraordinary."
The Six Burial Bodhisattvas enshrined there are said to be deities from the heretical book "The Burial Sutra," which was somehow mixed in with scriptures brought back from India by the Tripitaka Master.
U705.COM, first published during the Tang Dynasty, has repeatedly gathered crowds to rebel using supernatural and divine arts.
Records even mention a general who was cursed to death while leading troops to attack a village. Are you sure you can pull that off?
It is important to know that the military aura of soldiers who have been on the battlefield has a strong suppressive effect on ghosts. If there are enough people, even if they are caught in the ghost realm, they can safely get out.
If enough people gather together, even the Ghost Realm cannot sweep them away.
With the military formation's malevolent energy so powerfully suppressing supernatural phenomena, it actually managed to curse and kill a general who was leading troops to attack a village...
Even if the current Great Sage is not the same one as before, the one who can succeed the Great Sage will definitely not be a weakling.
"It might be a bit difficult to force him to reveal information, but if you have any soul-searching techniques, I can just kill him and then slowly search for his soul."