Qin Jiu could hardly believe it. Could a ghost really chant scriptures to transcend other ghosts?
But what exactly was this female ghost sitting there in a glow of Buddhist light? The scriptures she recited had turned into golden symbols, drifting into the bodies of the small ghosts.
Had he just seen a ghost?
No, that was not right.
Everyone around him was a ghost except him. Of course he had seen ghosts.
The female ghost wore an expression of compassion. At this moment, she did not resemble a ghost at all. There was not a trace of ghostly malice about her. She appeared peaceful, like an enlightened monk.
The small ghosts sitting around her looked so comfortable they seemed about to fall asleep.
Their once distorted and mutilated soul forms gradually became clear, returning to the way they had looked in life. Their resentment and baleful energy dissipated. When their souls became translucent, Tang Guo stopped chanting.
She looked at the grateful little ghosts before her and formed a hand seal. A door appeared beside them. It was the Gate of Reincarnation.
“You may go.”
The small ghosts knelt and bowed to her before joyfully leaping into the Gate of Reincarnation.
Watching their happiness, Tang Guo felt a trace of envy. At the same time, she sighed to the system, “Traveling through so many worlds hasn’t been useless. At least now, whenever I face a problem or need something, I know how to handle it.”
“If possible, I would like to transcend myself too, but it doesn’t seem to work.”
She had learned Buddhist principles from a revered monk who had been her friend. When she died, she had even asked him to help her transcend properly and ensure she entered reincarnation.
She had indeed stepped through the Gate of Reincarnation back then. But when she opened her eyes, she found herself in another world.
Thinking about it was rather frustrating.
“Daoist Qin, why are you staring at me?” Tang Guo finished sighing and noticed Qin Jiu looking at her intently. “If you keep staring at me without blinking, I might misunderstand.”
Qin Jiu quickly looked away, still struggling to process what he had witnessed.
This beautiful female ghost was truly mysterious.
A ghost transcending other ghosts. He had never heard of such a thing.
“You misunderstand,” Qin Jiu said hurriedly. “Now that we have the license plate number, let’s act immediately.”
“Alright.”
Tang Guo did not press further. It was the same familiar soul, but without memories and with a different outlook on life. Although she found him somewhat adorable and thought it would not be bad to develop feelings, if she could not win him over, she would simply let it go. She was not someone who forced others.
Still, it was acceptable to try a little harder for someone she was interested in.
She floated beside Qin Jiu and asked with a smile, “Daoist Qin, are you really not considering a passionate romance between a human and a ghost?”
Qin Jiu did not dare look at her face. It was too beautiful. Her eyes were too captivating. He was afraid that if he stared too long, he might fall under her spell and truly enter into a human ghost romance with her.
Female ghosts were best at bewitching hearts. He feared one day he might lose his clarity.
Those who practiced Taoism understood that the obstacle in a human ghost romance was not others but themselves. In the end, separation was inevitable. It was better to have nothing from the start.
“A human ghost romance would not benefit either of us.”
“Daoist Qin, does that mean if I were human, you would not mind?”
Qin Jiu paused before replying, “Not necessarily. Matters of the heart require mutual affection.”
“Oh…” Tang Guo drew out the sound. “So that’s how it is. Then how can Daoist Qin be certain you will not fall for me in the future? After all, I am this beautiful.”
Qin Jiu’s expression was somewhere between helpless and amused. This beautiful female ghost was truly narcissistic.
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