Will a person become a ghost after death?

Why would Senior Sister Ye ask this?

Could it be...

Mo Hua's expression darkened, he thought for a moment, and then said to Hua Qianqian: "Senior Sister Qianqian, do you still have the relics of Senior Sister Ye Jin?"

Hua Qianqian thought for a while, shook her head and said, "It's hard to say. Sister Jin'er burned herself to death. The whole house was burned down, leaving nothing behind. Even if there is anything left behind, it will be collected by the sect and handed over to

It’s the Ye family.”

"No..."

Mo Hua frowned and thought for a moment, then suddenly an idea flashed, "Is there a book? Or a jade slip."

"It's all burned too..."

"No," Mo Hua said, "it's not her own, it's the books and jade slips she borrowed from the sect."

Hua Qianqian was startled and then understood.

Mo Hua said: "Find a way to check in the Library Pavilion to see if Senior Sister Ye Jin has borrowed any books or jade slips before. There may be some clues in these books and jade slips."

Hua Qianqian glanced at the ink painting in surprise and admired it in her heart.

Junior Brother Mo is really smart as ice and snow.

Hua Qianqian said: "The records of the Library are confidential, but I have an aunt who is an elder in the Library. I can ask her for a favor. At this time tomorrow, I will give you the book and the jade slips.

If I can't figure it out, I'll come and talk to you."

Mo Hua nodded: "Okay."

The next day, I finished my ink painting class and came to the foot of the mountain early to squat.

After a while, Hua Qianqian, who was dressed in brocade and had beautiful appearance, also came over.

The two of them were sitting side by side under a big tree.

Hua Qianqian handed a storage bag embroidered with flowers to Mo Hua and let out a long sigh of relief:

"It's a bit troublesome... No matter what I say, my aunt just doesn't agree. I have been trying hard for a long time, and I promised her that in this sect's assessment, she will definitely get the 'A' grade in alchemy, so she just opened her eyes and translated it for me.

I read the record."

Hua Qianqian pointed to the storage bag, "Sister Jin'er, I borrowed all the Taoist books from the library in the past month and put them in this storage bag."

Then she warned: "These originals cannot be shown to outsiders. Junior Brother Mo, you must not lose them, otherwise I will not be able to explain to my aunt..."

"Yes, senior sister, don't worry!" Mo Hua assured.

Hua Qianqian was relieved, but she still had some doubts, "It's just...are there really any clues in this?"

"I hope so..."

Mo Hua's eyes are slightly bright.

…

Inside Taixu Gate.

After returning to his disciple's residence, Mo Hua opened the storage bag Hua Qianqian gave him.

This is Baihuagu’s storage bag.

The storage bag is embroidered with colorful flowers.

In the storage bag, there are four Taoist classics and a jade slip.

I opened the ink paintings one by one and looked at them.

What is recorded in the jade slips is a flower cultivation method, which talks about how to cultivate various precious magnolia flowers.

Baihua Valley is named after "flower", and flower art is also one of the monastic courses in Baihua Valley. The female disciples of Baihua Valley are more or less proficient in some flower art.

In Mo Hua, I remember Senior Sister Qianqian said that Senior Sister Ye Jin loved magnolia flowers during her lifetime, so the flower art she learned was mainly based on "Magnolia".

But he himself knew nothing about flower arrangements.

He doesn't like growing anything that can't be eaten.

Mo Hua turned over the jade slips and found nothing, so he put them down temporarily.

After that, there are several monastic classics.

There are those that talk about alchemy, there are those that talk about spiritual practice, and there is another book that teaches women how to apply makeup and rouge, but the last one is very strange.

The title of the book is: "Hundred Taboos in Practice".

This is a book on Taoism that describes nearly a hundred taboos that should not be touched upon during practice, in order to prevent disciples from making mistakes and falling into the wrong path.

Mo Hua flipped through the book, and then his eyes suddenly stopped on a page.

This page has slight creases.

There are some water stains on it, which look like tear stains.

There is a line of text near the tears:

"...If a person dies miserably and harbors deep resentment, he can turn into the most ferocious ghost..."

He died tragically, was filled with resentment, and turned into a ghost...

Mo Hua's heart gradually sank.

He thought for a moment, put away the storage bag, took out the Broken Bone Sword, unlocked a small seal, and asked:

"Sword Bones, let me ask you a question."

"Master," Jian Gugu said halfway, he immediately realized that Mo Hua didn't like these two words, so he changed his words, "Young master, you ask."

"How did you become an 'evil'?" Mo Hua asked.

"This..." Jian Gugu said with a sneer, "Don't you all know that I was killed by you, my flesh and blood was gone, my soul parasitized on the broken sword, and turned into a sword demon..."

Mo Hua frowned, "Is your situation... special?"

Jian Gugu's heart trembled, and he felt a little guilty, "Sir, you mean..."

Mo Hua said: "I have killed other people and seen many people die, but there are very few people who can turn into evil spirits after death."

Among the people seen in the ink painting, apart from the sword bones, the only one who turned into an evil spirit after death was Zhang Quan, the foundation-building monk who colluded with Lu Chengyun in the corpse mountain of Nanyue City to refine corpses together.

But Zhang Quan's situation is special.

His entire family is a "ghoul".

He also has a "zombie picture" handed down from his ancestors. After death, the entire family will be included in the picture.

There must be some inheritance here.

It's just that Mo Hua is not a member of the corpse path after all, so he can't tell what evil way the Zhang Quan family has inherited.

But except for Zhang Quan, the other monks are dead when they die.

It won't easily turn into an evil ghost.

Sword bones are another special one.

It seems to have been prepared for a long time, either to refine the magic weapon of its own life and become a golden elixir demon cultivator, or after death, its flesh and blood will be gone and it will turn into a sword demon.

At that time, the situation in Ten Thousand Demons Valley was urgent, and Mo Hua didn't have time to think too much.

After careful consideration at this time, I felt that there was a big problem here.

A "Sword Demon", even in his eyes, is like an ant, an evil spirit that can be crushed to death at any time, but in a sense, it has also changed from a human way to a "sneaky" way, avoiding real physical death.

Tao disappears.

If you can choose this way, many monks will be willing to become "sword demons" after death.

But obviously there is no such good thing.

Most monks are finished once they die.

There is something wrong with this sword bone...

Among the bones and broken swords, the bones of the sword bones were trembling.

Accompanying you is like accompanying a tiger.

In particular, this tiger is not only powerful and ferocious, but also has an almost demonic mind.

Jian Guan's voice was hoarse and he tried to stay calm as he said:

"Looking back to the young master, there is no daylight in the Valley of Ten Thousand Demons. I am just in a desperate situation and keeping my luck. I thought that if anything happens, I can transform into a sword demon, which is a way to survive."

"In the end, by chance, I was killed by you, young master, and my soul entered the broken bones of the sword, and successfully transformed into a sword demon. I guess I am blessed by you, young master."

"Without you, young master, I wouldn't be able to walk this road. Maybe when I break through the golden elixir, I will be wiped out with no bones left..."

The sword bone flatters the ink painting silently.

Mo Hua's gaze was a bit intriguing, but he didn't ask any more questions, but said:
To be continued...