Chapter 75: Calculated Changes

I never imagined that there was such a love story behind the ghost Rakshasa. I couldn’t get back to my senses for a long time! Putting the photo back into the file, I suddenly had a deeper understanding of what my master had said about letting go.

Yucuizi should be a woman who only knows how to pick up, but has never learned how to let go. This inability to let go includes too much dependence on the lives of others. She lost her parents, the child she might have had, and her dreams. She built her world on Chen Nuo’s world. Without her own support, in someone else’s world, if there is even the slightest disturbance, her world will collapse!

Respecting one’s own life is also a kind of respect for the Tao. One has already existed in the world, so what reason is there not to cherish and respect oneself? Only this respect for oneself will give one the courage to let go, and obviously, Yucui did not.

She attached her life and even her love to Chen Nuo, but she did not understand her own life, and no one was responsible for her! She also did not understand that feelings are not lent out, and that there is a give and take, a give and take, and that once you give your feelings, you are willing, you cannot blame anyone, and you should not ask for anything in return! That is a path of obsession that cannot be reversed. How can you ask the world to be consistent with your heart?

She is pitiful, pitiful in that she places her dreams of love and pursuit on someone else, and pitiful in that he is her fate, but she no longer values her fate!

As for Chen Nuo, I have nothing to say. Although Yucui is a little bit paranoid, without Chen Nuo to ignite her paranoid nerves, the tragedy would not have happened!

Chen Nuo is a man who does not understand love. All he wants is perfection, the perfect ‘goddess’ from elementary school. After she is no longer perfect, he naturally goes to pursue the shortcomings in his heart.

If a man really loves, the woman’s rough hands and slightly aged face will not cause him to feel disgust, but rather pity!

So, what can I say about him? Everything is just an excuse. If you take a life to promise love, then you should give your life back! He just happened to meet a woman who was more dependent on him, so he had to pay back the debt…

I was in a daze when Lushan came out, supported by Tao Bai, and sat down next to me, offering me a cigarette.

“What are you thinking about? This woman named Yucui? Is she the ghost Rakshasa?” We looked into the distance together, but there was no distance at all. Everywhere we looked was the cold ghostly mist.

I lit a cigarette, took a deep breath, and said, “She is the Ghost Rakshasa. I’m sure of it.”

“This woman is pitiful and stubborn, and she knows how to wear red clothes before execution and smear blood on her face to seal the resentment. It is possible that she has become a fierce ghost, but I never thought that she would be the Ghost Rakshasa. You have to know that the Lake of a Thousand Ghosts has existed for so many years…” Lu Shan lit a cigarette for himself. His question was actually what I couldn’t figure out. If the Ghost Rakshasa could take shape in just a few years, then wouldn’t the Lake of a Thousand Ghosts be full of Ghost Rakshasa?

I was silent for a long time before I said, “Maybe it’s a little different from other ghosts. After all, it was dressed in red before being executed and had blood smeared on its face. This was one of the opportunities. The rest, I’m afraid, can only be known by going to the Lake of a Thousand Ghosts! But then again, who made the decision to let it wear red? It…” I said at the end, actually already somewhat complaining. People think that wearing red clothes at a certain moment in time will cause one to die and become a ghost, but this is actually not the case. Although it is not necessarily the case that one will become a ghost, there are indeed some things to pay attention to.

It is ridiculous to think that color has an effect on things. For example, if you wear a white shirt in the summer, which will be hotter, the white shirt or the black shirt?

“In fact, before the execution of the death penalty, they will be humane and caring. In addition, this case was very famous at the time, and there were actually many people who sympathized with Yu Cuizi. It was the prison guard who took a little advantage of Yu Cuizi, and he was also one of the people who sympathized with her! As for the blood smeared on her face, no one expected that she would spit the blood in her mouth on her shoulder and then smear her face with it before the gunshot. She was still thinking about revenge even at the moment of death… Well, we men don’t necessarily understand women. For a long time, the division of labor in society has determined that women have always valued their emotions more than men. Lu Shan took a puff of smoke, and I guess he didn’t know how to evaluate it.

Not being one of them, no matter how rational you are, you can’t understand the complete journey of Yu Cuizi’s heart! This file can be said to be a criminal file, which contains many statements from neighbors and Yu Cuizi’s own oral statements. Even if it is more detailed, how can her heart be completely interpreted by us?

I put down the file and no longer wanted to think about it. The only thing I had to consider was how to resolve the ghost Rakshasa’s fate.

I’m afraid it’s going to be difficult. I looked at the dark sky with a cigarette in my mouth, and my heart was heavy. Once a person becomes a ghost, you can’t look at it with the same judgmental eyes you would use to look at a person. Even if it retains all its memories, in the end it is controlled by resentment!

Wasn’t Li Fengxian a bad person when he was alive? But he almost wiped out an entire village! Wasn’t the old village chief a good person when he was alive? Not only did he kill everyone, but he also made their souls suffer an endless cycle of terror! In comparison, this ghost Rakshasa hasn’t done anything major yet, and so far he’s only taken 16 lives!

Perhaps I am being a bit insensitive, but in the records of the classics, a hundred human lives are considered merciful for a ghost rakshasa.

“What are you thinking?” Lushan suddenly asked me.

“No, as you said, let’s take it one step at a time. How bad can it get?” I put out my cigarette. I don’t know if it was my imagination, but the smoke from the calamus seemed to have weakened, and the ghostly mist was moving closer to the house!

From that night on, we could no longer stay at the door to observe the situation, because that night, the ghost mist suddenly began to approach in large areas, and it was already very dangerous to stay at the door!

The door was closed, and the door gods on the door were Zheng’s treasures, with mysterious runes painted on them. In other words, the two door gods at the door were blessings and the will of the gods was on the door.

But what does this mean? No one could sleep peacefully that night. The sound of knocking on the door continued, and the names of almost every one of the 300 people crowded in the house were called out.

The ghosts have already come out of the mist and are officially ‘harassing’ us.

I sat on the roof with Mr. Zheng, who invited me to drink his precious rice wine. This was a strange thing to say. It was late at night in the village surrounded by ghosts, and the ghosts were very powerful. He actually asked me to go to the roof with him to drink rice wine. Was this supposed to be a way to make fun of the situation?

Zheng’s rice wine is not really wine, but rather a syrupy substance that has been aged for a long time. But judging from the transparent amber color, the wine must be really good!

Mr. Zheng and I each took a shallow bowl and sat on the roof, sipping the rice wine in small sips. In front of us was a small pile of peanuts. In these times of siege, being able to have a few peanuts with the wine was already a great satisfaction.

“Chengyi.” After taking a sip of rice wine, Zheng suddenly called me solemnly.

I was taken aback. He had always called me a little baby, but suddenly calling me Chengyi made me feel a bit uncomfortable!

“Can you see anything in this fog?” Zheng said seriously.

I took a sip of rice wine from the bowl. This kind of wine is actually quite intoxicating, so I didn’t dare to drink it in large gulps. After the sweetness in my mouth slid down my throat and exploded in my stomach, I said, “I see some problems, but I don’t understand them.”

Yes, in the past two days, I didn’t find anything wrong, but today, as soon as I got on the roof, I really saw something different at a glance. But Zheng Daxia was intent on serving me rice wine and telling me some trivial anecdotes, and I endured and didn’t ask.

I knew that Zheng would get to the point eventually, and sure enough…

“It’s normal not to understand, but there are also people in our village who are good at calculating. As early as the first day of the Ghost Mist Village, a calculation was already carried out, but I didn’t expect…” Zheng suddenly looked very surprised.

“What didn’t you expect?” I asked Zheng Dajia.

“But I didn’t expect that the people of your Li family were even more powerful than the ghosts. The people of our village couldn’t figure out the results, but that kid figured out the changes that would happen, and even the cause and effect.” Zheng’s praise was so sincere.

“You mean Chengqing?” I asked in surprise.

“Yes, that’s Mu Chengqing. He’s very powerful! So, tonight I invited you to come up to the roof with me, so that you and I can see the results of this calculation together, and then I have to ask you for a favor.” Zheng Dajia said to me solemnly.

What could it be? I put down my wine bowl and, before I knew it, had already finished a small bowl of rice wine. I was slightly drunk. From the roof, I could see the distant rolling fog, and the fog from the direction of the Lake of a Thousand Ghosts had actually become much lighter…