Seeing that Song Ling was a little distracted, Song Mo offered to stay here while Song Ling could go out and take a look.
Or he could go out and take a look.
"You stay here and keep watch. If anything happens, tell me in time." Song Ling rubbed his forehead, stood up and walked out, saying: "This woman's identity is very important. Since she can be on the same floor as you, it means that
She hides secrets that you and I haven't discovered yet."
Who trained Song Mo's body into the ecstasy formation?
Why is the ecstasy array hidden in the teleportation array?
Are you guarding against intruders like Song Ling?
There are too many problems.
Song Ling simply gave up and wandered around the city for a few times with her sleeves in her hands.
At that time, Qi Chi had just gone down, so Song Ling followed him, observing him all the way, watching him chatting with other clay dolls, and then followed him home. It was also at this time that Song Ling discovered that Qi Chi's home was still empty.
Raising a little girl.
The little girl has pretty features and is sitting in the courtyard wearing a red coat.
"Brother, why are you coming back late today?" When the little girl saw Qi Chi pushing the door open and entering the courtyard, she quickly stood up and brought tea to greet her. She asked with a smile, "But there are too many people entering the city?"
"Yes, I met a fool today who insisted on talking to me." Qi Chi took the tea and took a sip.
"Then, brother, will I still be on duty tomorrow? Tomorrow is my birthday, and brother promised to take me to see the lanterns last time." The little girl followed Qi Chi, chirping.
Qi Chi nodded hurriedly and said: "Of course, I have changed my shift with someone, and we will go out of the city to watch the lanterns early tomorrow morning."
"It's a flower lantern." the little girl corrected.
The life of the brother and sister is quite ordinary.
Song Ling just squatted on the wall, watching them eat, drink and chat. Late at night, the little girl was sent back to the room by Qi Chi to rest. Only then did Qi Chi show a little difference.
He is worshiping God.
In a dark small room, a statue of a goddess with a compassionate face was placed on the shrine. Qiqiao knelt in front of the statue, lowered his head and frowned, holding a mirror in his hand.
If Song Ling remembered correctly, Qi Chi was holding this mirror when he was unconscious in the medical hall.
There was nothing strange about the mirror at that time, but now when Song Ling looked at it again, she found that there was an extra figure in the mirror.
Song Ling moved closer.
She heard Qi Chi murmuring.
"Ask the goddess to bless you."
"Qing'er is just a poor child. Goddess, if you have a spirit, please protect her from any problems, be healthy, and be free from illness and disaster."
Qing'er may be the name of that little girl.
Originally, Song Ling wanted to see clearly who the figure in the mirror was, but as soon as she got closer, Qi Chi spotted her.
"Who! Who is there?!" Qi Chi turned back to look at the door of the house with sharp eyes. He immediately put the mirror away with his left hand and pressed it to his waist with his right hand.
"Weren't you still praying to me just now?" Song Ling had an idea and played the role of a goddess with an ethereal voice.
Qi Chi was slightly stunned.
"What, so you are Ye Gong Haolong?" Song Ling slowly walked into the house, waved his hand, and changed the robe on his body to one that was exactly the same as that of the goddess, and then reappeared in his body shape.
"Why don't you bow?" Song Ling raised her chin and asked with a cold and distant face.
After being in a daze for a while, Qi Chi began to kowtow repeatedly. When he raised his head, his eyes were filled with tears and his expression was very excited.
"Please ask the goddess to clarify my doubts."
Song Ling was waiting for this sentence, so she stretched her brows and made a listening attitude, waiting for Qi Chi's next words.
Qi Chi hesitated for a moment, then lowered his eyes and said, "Qing'er has a Shura life chart. If she grows up, she may become a demon..."
Shura horoscope.
The last time I heard this thing was when Song Ling first entered Taoism.
At that time, Canghua Immortal Lord was quite strict with Song Ling, so Song Ling had to read all the classics and history books in Weilu Mountain.
Among them, the so-called Shura Life Chart is mentioned in the third chapter of "Tao Shu·Qin Feng".
It talks about those people who have gone through hundreds and thousands of years of imprisonment in the Nine Netherworld to cleanse the sins in their souls, and then go through reincarnation and enter the secular world, but they may be contaminated with sins again.
Once these people develop evil thoughts, they are half-step Shura, and there is no possibility of turning back.
It is written in the classics that it is possible.
In the past, when there were no riots in the Abyss of Beasts, the Taoist sect would usually send disciples down the mountain to study. In addition to slaying the monsters and eradicating wandering souls and evil ghosts, these disciples also needed to wipe out the mortals who had Shura life plates.
There are not many mortals who can enter the Shura realm, and it may be difficult for one to emerge in hundreds of years.
Some people have also questioned——
Why should we directly eliminate it if it is just a possibility? It would be too cruel.
But the immortals never answered.
"How did you find out that she was a Shura horoscope?" Song Ling asked.
It stands to reason that since Qi Chi did not inherit Crow Feather's abilities, and he did not have the level of the Immortal Lords, it was impossible to tell who the mortals around him were in the Shura Life Chart.
Thinking of this, Song Ling's eyes fell on Qi Chi's left hand.
Is that the mirror?
"Please advise the goddess, what should I do? If I continue to accompany Qing'er, sooner or later she will embark on the road of no return, and then the people will be in trouble..." Qi Chi burst into tears, his face full of tears.
It's pain.
What makes Qi Chi painful is that he is reluctant to hurt Qing'er, but he cannot bear to see the world suffer.
Song Ling walked up to Qi Chi, gently held his head in his hands, and knocked Qi Chi unconscious with a hard blow.
As soon as she fainted, Song Ling immediately took out a mirror and looked at it.
Just like what she thought just now, there really is a little girl's figure in the mirror. The slight difference is that the young person inside is more mature.
"Who are you?"
Qing'er looked at Song Ling in the mirror, her eyes filled with frost and snow.
"Does it matter who I am? How did you bewitch Qi Chi? Is there another person besides him?" Song Ling held the mirror tightly and released a steady stream of spiritual power from his fingertips.
The spiritual power formed an airtight barrier, cutting off Song Ling's contact with the mirror and preventing the mirror from playing tricks in the dark.
"How I bewitched him...does it matter? Now he is no longer willing to leave. He only has me in his heart." Qing'er raised his hand and stroked his cheek, suddenly laughed, and said, "You chased me all the way.
Did he come in to take him away? Unfortunately, it was already too late."
Song Ling's expression was unusually indifferent.
She smashed a corner of the copper frame next to the mirror with a click, and then in Qing'er's shocked eyes, she said loudly: "I think you misunderstood. I came in not to save people, but to find out the truth."
No matter whether it is a monster or a spirit, it is difficult to learn even half of the cunningness of humans.
From the blue sky to the underworld, probably only the wandering ghosts in the Nine Netherworld can rival humans in terms of their minds.