426 The softest in the world

considered an "orphan girl". She was sold by her biological parents when she was young, and when she was about ten years old, she started running around with Old Madam Ma. This name was also given to...Whether they are gods, demons, humans, or ghosts, a single thought of creation or annihilation will lead to completely different karmic consequences.

The difference between a kind thought and an evil thought, for the individual, is merely a decision. In reality... to a large extent, it is a matter of outcome.

Jiang Qiyun reached out and brushed the hair I had tucked under my collar, asking lightly, "…Do you think that because she's a princess, I treat her specially"

"What else is there..." I mumbled.

Wouldn't that be so The nobility always have privileges, no matter where they are.

Like the rising clouds of a river, he is a primordial deity manifested by the North Celestial Pole Purple Emperor. Among immortals, his status is high. His inherent willfulness and rebellious nature also cause other great deities to protect him.

To say nothing else, just the fact that Taiyi treats him like a precious treasure! And he's so caring, extending his protection to me and the children as well.

Mu Gong Jin Mu specially broke the rules to come down to the mortal realm to look at her children, and even gave them a thousand layers of lotus light protection. Aren't these special treatments

Since the Ghost Princess holds a high status in the human world, she would naturally receive preferential treatment from the underworld as well, right

"She's a bit special," Jiang Qiyun shook his head.

He frowned and said, "Xiao Qiao, you are still young. You don't know about the tragedies that happened hundreds of years ago. Such tragedies have occurred many times over the past two thousand years."

Four hundred years ago, foreign tribes attacked and invaded southward, leaving a trail of blood and destruction in their wake.

"Is this slaughter..."

Jiang Qiyun nodded slightly, bringing up this matter, he furrowed his brow deeply: “To vent one's anger through killing, to eliminate resistance through killing, to make the world prostrate in fear.”

"In royal records, Zhu Weiti was recorded as a princess who died at a young age. However, she was only secretly sent away. When she was born, there were celestial omens in the sky. If it had been an era of peace and prosperity, she might have been portrayed as a symbol of that prosperity. But she was born during a chaotic time... She became a harbinger of national ruin."

"Her birth mother, in a bid to save her own life, stole a dead infant and claimed she had strangled her child with her own hands. This allowed her to keep her life and have the baby sent out of the palace..."

In a turbulent world, she was sent to a Taoist temple, thus forging her Daoist connection. Later, when foreign tribes invaded, she organized resistance in the civilian population. She practiced Taoism, hoping to sow beans into soldiers and weave grass into people... Humph.”

Jiang Qiyun smiled faintly, shaking his head with a touch of pity in his eyes.

He was unlike other immortal deities. He was the deity who governed reincarnation, and his compassion was cold.

He watched as this little princess struggled desperately, resisted with all her might, and even resorted to using dark magic to absorb solar energy, ultimately falling into the path of evil.

Although she broke the precepts of adultery, however... After ten days in Yangzhou, in order to liberate the countless souls, she didn't escape in time and was caught.

"In your brother's nightmare, a room full of people with no clothes on, did you see that"

I nodded, I saw it. It seemed like someone had gone mad and was being dragged out...

There was also a woman with an abnormally protruding belly, who was eventually murdered. She was stabbed in the chest from behind, it was very bloody.

"That's her and her 'servants,' the outsiders made her tell royal secrets, where did she know any secrets Those people chopped her followers into mincemeat...used a bamboo stick to pierce their throats, poured that minced meat down those servants’ throats, saying when she finished eating all of them, they would let her go. Even if her five organs and six bowels were burst they wouldn't stop—"

This…

I covered my mouth and didn't dare to speak again.

"War is devoid of humanity, and those who slaughter innocent lives will never escape their fate... She knew she was destined for death, so before her demise, she exhausted all her powers, transcending a batch of souls to the afterlife."

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Every time there is great chaos in the world, the underworld is also very busy. I saw her situation with my own eyes. Although she committed the taboo of lust and fell into the demonic path, she still had a heart to save people in the end, and many ghosts were unwilling to be reborn, still surrounding her corpse...

Given the circumstances at the time, I did not forcibly detain those vengeful spirits. A survivor collected her deceased loved ones' belongings and fled to the mountains. I designated a burial site for her and helped her transcend those raging souls. I also suppressed those followers who were unwilling to pass on...

This was originally a path for ghosts and immortals, it all depends on whether she will go astray.

Jiang Qiyun propped his hands on the ground, looking up at the moonlight. He seemed like a simple young boy for a moment.

"Aren't you a kid over two thousand years old" I reached out and touched his forehead.

He frowned. "What do you mean"

"No, no..." I shook my head quickly.

He had compassion, but he couldn't give it freely—for most beings, both living and dead, would stubbornly trample upon mercy.

Not everyone has a Dao heart, and not everyone can understand the principles.

"Then, didn't you go see her afterward" I asked curiously. "Four hundred years...didn't you go chat with her, check on her progress in enlightenment"

Jiang Qiyun looked at me amusedly: "Compassion has already been given, how is it her karmic obstacle, and what does it have to do with me I'm not her master, I just see that she has done good for the underworld."

"What about me" I asked with a tinge of worry, "I never listened to you before and you just walked away. Is that kind of mentality behind this too"

Jiang Qiyun smiled and leaned in, pressing his lips against mine. He whispered, "In that cold coffin, when I held your ankles, I felt you trembling. That's when I felt pity for you, and I vaguely sensed that you were my destiny..."

“I don’t want you to die, and I also want to treat you kindly. Seeing that you fell seriously ill after the first time a sinister energy entered your body, I spent two years helping you get used to my Yin Qi. The Shen family has put in so much effort over these two years, both you and I should repay the Shen family.”

"Hmph... I didn't go looking for trouble with Shen Qingrui, but she wants to find trouble with me instead..."

He stood up and lifted me into his arms: “You are the mistress. Rewards and punishments are all tools, it’s up to you how you wield them.”

"Shall we go home" I asked.

He was taken aback for a moment: "Go home"

"At the place where Gui He and You Nan are, isn't that our home...Although it doesn't have the grandeur of Yin Jing Tian Gong."

He nodded. “ … Good.”

As I approached the entrance to my family's shop, I felt a sense of daze.

Special holidays have turned this place into a city that never sleeps.

My little shop is open again.

Old Man Chen, who had already returned home, sat on the doorstep with his daughter on his embroidered shoulder strap. My father was sitting on a bamboo stool, Da Bao squatting beside him. The three men were chomping on watermelon uncivilly.

Tai Bao, spitting out seeds, asked, "Where's the little princess Why hasn't she returned yet"

My brother is setting up fireworks at the door to tease Lin Yanqin. He smirked and said, "Do you dare to meddle in the affairs of your esteemed Lord Emperor They're having a private moment!"

“I didn't buy these big fireworks to set them off for the little princess, did I…” Dabao mumbled while munching.

"You should also offer some good things, why not buy a box of fireworks to offer" My brother fixed a seven-shot small cannon firework on the launch platform.

When I walked over with Jiang Qiyun, the atmosphere froze. They stared blankly at Jiang Qiyun in his trousers and white shirt, forgetting all about their watermelon.

That's awkward...ods,” and it broadly refers to various kinds of magicians.Starting from the Jin Dynasty, the term "Taoist" gradually became the mainstream designation, and the term "fangshi" gradually faded from view...