My Lady Always Lacks Ambition-Chapter 953 - 932: Behold My Demon Mirror

You all shouldn’t have come!

Qin Liuxi suddenly looked up at Qi Juren, his face showing compassion and sadness, as if he were feeling a bit guilty and remorseful.

Qin Liuxi abruptly stood up and looked outside. Just a moment ago, the sunset was hanging high, but now it had suddenly set, and the sky had turned dark in an instant.

Strange for there not to be ghosts.

"It’s yin energy," Teng Zhao said, standing at the door and looking at the pervasive yin energy, which was thick and as cold as a snake wrapping around, biting to the bone.

"Protect yourself." Qin Liuxi pressed a hand on his shoulder.

Teng Zhao drew the peach wood seven-star sword from his back, saying, "Master, be careful."

There was a hint of excitement in his tone; this was the rhythm of fighting alongside his master!

"What are you foolishly smiling about?" Qin Liuxi chided.

She turned back and looked at Qi Juren, who was also looking at her, with an expressionless gaze, his face filled with sorrow: "Welcome to our hell."

Qin Liuxi and the others were startled and froze.

Because they could smell kerosene, hear sharp screams and cries for help, and the scent of burning filled the air, while the originally pitch-black sky suddenly burst into flames, with ashes drifting down from the sky.

The fire was spreading.

The house where Qin Liuxi and the others were also suddenly caught fire, with screams echoing in their ears.

The pair of master and apprentice were astonished.

Qin Liuxi’s expression turned stern, as she pulled Teng Zhao with one hand and used magic with the other to block the tongues of flame that were darting towards them.

Qi Juren, somewhat surprised, suddenly came to their side and said, "You all really have some skills."

Qin Liuxi stared at him, "Who exactly are you?"

"I am, of course, Qi Juren." Qi Juren pointed ahead, "Look at our hell."

This house was originally on a slope, slightly elevated, making it easy to see the scene below. The peaceful and tranquil town they had seen during the day had turned into a mortal purgatory.

Everywhere there was fire, people consumed by it, running and falling all around, from adults to children, none were spared, all turned into charred ashes.

"Xinghua Town was originally an unassuming town, like an idyllic paradise. We were content with little and only needed to eat and dress well, a peaceful and tranquil life was already enough." Qi Juren’s voice was a bit hoarse, as if his throat had been singed by thick smoke, rough and unpleasant.

"We neither fight nor contend, living generations solely in this village town. I aspired to be a scholar, thinking that with this status, we could be exempt from land and corvée taxes, and if villagers needed help, there would be someone to make decisions." Qi Juren gave a self-deprecating smile: "But it turns out, I was too naive. The status of a scholar was not enough."

Qi Juren pointed towards the center of the town, "There once stood a two-hundred-year-old apricot tree, which was the Protective God of our Xinghua Village. But one day, it became a thorn in the side of someone seeking promotion and wealth."

"Fifty years ago, there was a County Magistrate named Liang in Su County. He served in Su County for six years, always seeking a promotion but repeatedly failing. One day, a Fang Dao visited him and pointed out a way forward, saying that the old apricot tree in our Xinghua Village was blocking his path to advancement. If he destroyed the tree and wiped out Xinghua Village, he could rise without obstruction." Qi Juren said sarcastically: "So, on a windy and dry night, they poured kerosene and set it aflame. We tried to escape but couldn’t. The entire village, as if blocked by a barrier, was unable to leave. Ultimately, all 129 households, over a thousand people, in Xinghua Village perished in the fire."

Qin Liuxi squinted: "Fifty years ago, this was Ghost Village. How did you manage this? During the day, it seemed as real as the mortal world." At least she hadn’t noticed any other flaws at that time.

Qi Juren gazed towards the center of the town, "Of course, it was with the help of the Protective God."

"The fire started, and escape was impossible from this world; Xinghua Village was full of lamentation, mortal purgatory. We hated, we resented, we were unwilling. The Protective God heard our anger; He granted me Divine Power and gave us new life." Qi Juren said with a smile: "With it, we can repeat day after day of peaceful and tranquil life."

Qin Liuxi’s heart stirred, sensing the buzzing of the Soul-devouring Mirror. She stared at Qi Juren, "Did you obtain a bone?"

Qi Juren suddenly looked at her, his eyes sharp and fierce, filled with threatening intent, his entire body surging with evil spirit.

So, she guessed it!

Besides the one obtained by Si Luo, there were two known Buddha Bones, with one still unaccounted for, now unexpectedly here.

"With this so-called Divine Power, you’ve constructed an illusion for a whole fifty years; besides self-deception, it’s cruel. You clearly used this power to trap the souls of the villagers here, forbidding their reincarnation – truly selfish!" Qin Liuxi mocked.

Qi Juren was furious, his evil spirit solidifying into arrows shooting towards her: "What do you understand? We just want days of peace and non-contention, what’s wrong with that?"

Qin Liuxi used the skill in her hand to cut off the evil spirit, waved her sleeve, and sneered: "All of this is just your self-righteousness, have you asked whether these villagers wish to continue so for eternity?"

"Master," Teng Zhao suddenly pointed into the darkness.

Qin Liuxi looked over and immediately saw Yan Qishan, who was muddle-headed, as if soul-lost, along with some newly deceased ghosts, though their attire was slightly different.

She recognized one, an old shopkeeper from a grocery store, who had been dead for about twenty or thirty years.

And there was a clearly indigenous man, grabbing him and gobbling.

Qin Liuxi instantly realized the key, her gaze like an arrow, shot towards Qi Juren, "To maintain this so-called reality, you’ve kept passersby here to act as residents, concealing new population to mislead outsiders’ suspicion? After a while, do you devour them and replace with another batch?"

"They willingly stayed, here is a paradise away from the world, what’s wrong with it?" Qi Juren looked towards Yan Qishan and said: "Including Zhongqing, he willingly stayed. He said here the flowers were beautiful, the wine was good, willing to drunkenly lie in the flower grove, I was merely fulfilling his wish."

"You were able to fool the doctor and the forensic doctor to have no doubts about his death, also because of this illusion and so-called Divine Power." Qin Liuxi truly became wary of Si Luo’s Buddha Bone; on this person, it could emit such a great power, making this illusion so real, fooling everyone without raising any doubts, it was as if influencing their minds.

Teng Zhao asked, "Mr. Yan is only about fifty, you died fifty years ago, how can you be brothers and even exist so truly in everyone’s eyes?"

Qi Juren chuckled, spreading his hands: "I have the Divine Power granted by the Protective God, whether man or ghost, what’s the difficulty? To fool the eyes of mere mortals is effortless."

Teng Zhao shivered, even as a cultivator he didn’t recognize it.

Qin Liuxi, however, laughed: "No matter how realistically you act, you can’t escape the fact that you used evil power, and falsehoods will eventually be exposed, for example, behold my Demon Mirror!"

She said, tossing out the Soul-devouring Mirror, and in a flash of golden light, Qi Juren couldn’t dodge in time and let out a shrill furious cry.