Chapter 75 Talk Therapy

The scholar did not see Huang Feng, but he found that the servants in the mansion were facing a great enemy. He also understood that the saint must have arrived.

Huang Feng did not know that the scene in the scholar's eyes was so funny. He only noticed that a group of poisonous creatures in the forest were surrounding him.

He did not take action immediately because he was worried that the female ghost was powerful and afraid that it would affect the scholar. Now that the poisonous creatures were far away from the scholar, he naturally did not need to be polite.

Several powerful spiritual energy from the air fell and exploded in the forest in an instant. For a moment, the ground burst, the grass and trees flew, and the poisonous creatures were immediately annihilated.

Seeing that the forest outside the mansion was directly lifted up, and the corpses were all over the ground, the scholar was stunned.

In his eyes, these corpses were all human-shaped, which made him feel a little bit of pity, but he soon came to his senses and wanted to slap himself.

The saint knew what he was thinking. What if he got angry and didn't save him!

At this moment, a green light shot out from the woods. The female ghost wanted to block it, but she seemed to hate this power. She hesitated and slowed down a little.

The scholar was afraid of being hit, so he wanted to hide, but found that the green light came close, but did not hit him, but fell gently into his hands.

As soon as the awakening jade was in hand, the cool feeling rushed straight to the top of his head, and the illusion in front of him disappeared instantly, revealing a dark and damp grave.

Looking at the noodles at hand, there was no noodles at all. Long worms were wriggling, making the scholar pale, his eyes rolled up, and he almost fainted.

He looked at the female ghost tremblingly. The female ghost who revealed her true face was bloody, with large pieces of rotten meat hanging on her bones, which was extremely terrifying.

"Ga..."

This time she really fainted.

Huang Feng was very relieved that the hostage fainted on the ground successfully. The female ghost seemed to realize that her true face was exposed. She covered her face with both hands and screamed.

For a time, the yin energy rolled, as if a shock wave spread around.

"How dare you...how dare you!" When the ghost roared, Huang Feng had already attacked again.

The powerful and swift attack of the 97th style was like thunder, piercing the ghost's head and shattering her soul.

But Huang Feng didn't expect that the dissipated soul would condense again after a while.

"What's going on?" Huang Feng didn't go down the mountain many times, and a lot of knowledge was heard from Xu Jingshan. After all, he had little experience, so he was a little confused when he encountered this situation.

Fortunately, he picked up a smart ghost before, which came in handy at this time and explained to him: "She is a little old, and her resentment and obsession have taken root here. If you want to kill her, you either resolve her obsession or dig up her grave."

At this moment, the scholar lying on the ground had a dream.

He dreamed that many years ago, when a scholar was taking the exam, he made a promise to the girl he admired that if he passed the exam, he would come back and marry her.

However, this wait lasted for many years.

The girl looked into the distance every day, waiting for her lover to return, and also looked at herself in the mirror every day, watching her face in the mirror age day by day.

From the beginning, when the matchmaker knocked on the door of her house, she would rather die than obey.

When her face was gone and her parents passed away, she was left alone in her old age.

She always believed in their relationship. She inquired several times over the years, but at first she didn't hear the news that the scholar had passed the imperial examination. She thought he had suffered a setback and needed to study hard. Later, she was worried that the scholar had met with misfortune, and she was always sad.

Until many years later, a fellow villager who came back from Zhaoyang told her that the scholar did not pass the first exam that year.

Later, he met a fortune teller who said that he had too many ties in his heart, which hindered his future. Only by abandoning these ties could he rise to prominence.

He didn't believe it at first, and failed the exam again the next year.

Half believing and half doubting, the scholar changed his name, and then took the exam again, and successfully passed the exam, which made him believe in the fortune teller without a doubt.

Later, she was promoted to the position of a minister, married and had children, and lived a happy life.

Upon hearing the news, the girl was like a clay sculpture or a wooden sculpture. After a while, she covered her face and cried, and then cried and laughed, half crazy and half stupid.

Now her face is no longer beautiful, she is sick, and she has bitterness and hatred in her heart, but she also knows that she has no ability to ask for an explanation from this unfaithful man.

One night, she knew that her time was up and she didn't want to die at home, so she staggered into the forest to find the place where she had secretly met with the scholar.

But she couldn't find it no matter how hard she tried!

The farther she walked, the deeper she went, the obsession that she thought would be let go with the passing of time became heavier and heavier, until it swallowed her.

I don't know who dug a grave for her. At first, there were wild flowers around the grave.

But gradually, it was occupied by miasma and poison. She dressed up every day, retaining the most beautiful appearance of the year, but vowed to eat the hearts and livers of those unfaithful men.

The dream seemed very long, but for the unconscious scholar, it only took a moment.

At this moment, Huang Feng had already decided to dig up the ghost girl's grave. After all, being a caring brother and helping people resolve their obsessions was not his forte.

He was better at making people angry!

Who knew that just as he was about to do it, the unconscious scholar suddenly woke up. If he had woken up, he should have continued to play dead on the ground, but he got up and looked at the ghost girl with a complicated expression.

"I had a dream, and you are the girl in the dream." The scholar's eyes were full of pity, "I saw the place where you want to sleep in my dream. There is a stream there, flowing along the woods to the distance."

An astonishing scene happened. A stream of water flowed down from the mountain, along the hillside, and spread all the way to the distance.

The scholar seemed to be unaware: "There is sunshine, birds singing and flowers blooming there."

The sun shone down from the sky, dispelling the miasma in the forest. The gloomy and muddy grave gradually became brighter. Birds flew from the depths of the forest, circling around and chirping. Wild flowers that had long ceased to exist bloomed again.

Huang Feng was a little confused. Only the teachers of Xianmen Academy could do what they said, and the scholar in front of him was just a weakling.

After a moment of suspicion, Huang Feng rejected this guess.

The female ghost who wanted to attack the scholar was also stunned, staring blankly at the surroundings.

The scholar continued, "There is a pair of lover trees here, snuggling together. You once made a vow under the tree."

Two trees rose from the ground under the grave, and the shade of the trees covered the grave. The soil rolled, burying the poison on the ground, and small grasses drilled out of the soil and surrounded the grave.

"You insisted on finding this place before you died. In fact, you resented him in your heart, but you didn't hate him that much, right?"

After the scholar finished speaking, the powerful female ghost actually covered her face and cried. The bloody rotten flesh fell from her face, and new flesh gradually grew.

After a while, she restored her former appearance, but her soul gradually faded.

The clever ghost said on Huang Feng's shoulder: "This scholar resolved her obsession."

Huang Feng was dumbfounded: "I was fighting to the death here, and he solved it with a few words? Could this be the legendary...talk therapy?"