up, and I blurted out, "Where are the divine kings of ages past Are they in the altar"Mu Wanchen narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at me. I quickly turned my head, facing him with the back of my...The screams coming up from below are that coward's son. I told my brother to stay here and watch the fire, while Jiang Qiyun took me down halfway down the mountain.

Before it even touched the ground, the son cried out that there were ghosts and fire. He said he had a sexual relationship with the woman possessed by a ghost, and he could see it, but the grandfather couldn't.

"Father, father! A ghost is burning me! Save me!" He was stuck at the entrance of the cave, tears and snot streaming down his face.

Actually, that ghost was almost burned to ash by the lightning and was held back by the barrier I set up.

The grandfather, driven by love for his child, panicked and picked up the talisman I had pressed down. He didn't understand what the talismans were, thinking they could exorcise evil spirits, so he grabbed one and waved it wildly in front of his son.

The spirit world cracked, the ghost reached out and grabbed that cowardly son, then vanished completely.

"What is he trying to do" I couldn't understand the ghost's intention.

"Probably, seeing that female ghost's suffering, he wants to attract more souls for her to devour." Jiang Qiyun raised his hand and made a gesture.

The Land God, accompanied by several Yin soldiers, appeared beside him.

"Here, the celestial tribulation just passed, and the afterglow is still smoldering. Ordinary beings are being driven away to wait for the fire to die down before returning to their places."

Land God bowed and said, "The little god understands..."

I rarely see Jiang Qiyun give orders to his subordinates in such detail. I stole a glance at him.

"Don't look at me, this is teaching you." Jiang Qiyun held my hand and led me down the mountain.

"No matter how you teach me, I'm still just an ordinary person. Cultivating one's path takes time, and if you rush it, you're easily led astray." I said confidently.

He chuckled softly: “I’m not in a hurry for you to ascend the Immortal Register prematurely. I’m just afraid that if you encounter unforeseen circumstances, you won’t be able to protect yourself… At the very least, you need to wait until I arrive.”

"Qiyun, are you afraid" I couldn't help but stop and look at him with a slight frown.

Jiang Qiyun furrowed her brow deeply.

He also stopped, a chill rippling through his deep-set eyes.

"Mu Xiaoqiao... life and death are still in my grasp; but the human heart is something even gods and demons cannot control."

He paused, lifted his hand and pinched my cheek: “ ... I'm afraid you're still young and may unwittingly take a wrong step, leading to the final calamity. All your efforts and obsessions will then be in vain.”

Young, young...

When you were sixteen, you said I was too young. When I was eighteen, you still said I was too young. Now that I'm twenty-two, you still say I'm too young...

"Aren't you going to say I'm still young until I'm seventy or eighty, with white hair" I looked up at him.

Actually, deep down I'm a little afraid of getting old, but that's not something fear can stop.

Even if one doesn't achieve enlightenment in this lifetime, even if one grows old and dies, there will always be a next life, and another after that.

As long as the mark of Samsara's Cycle he gave me remains, I will never forget him.

My brother caught up and, together with the eldest, they carried our dizzy son away.

He scoffed, "Even if Qiaoqiao, you're seventy or eighty, with white hair and wrinkles, your husband can still keep you looking youthful and vibrant. What are you afraid of Just get a talisman ready! This coward has been possessed by evil spirits, I'm afraid he's going to kick the bucket."

If evil spirits invade the body, it is estimated that this illness cannot be cured in a hospital and will definitely leave behind root problems.

However, we have no obligation or ability to rescue him anymore. We can only leave him with a few instructions and an amulet to ward off evil spirits. From then on, it's up to fate what happens to him.

The old man repeatedly thanked us, kowtowed to us, and put his son on the tricycle, saying he was going to take him to the hospital.

Looking at the old man like this, I can't help but feel a little sympathy as a parent.

My brother stopped me and said, "Whether it's Xiao Yinluo's family or Cheng Bansxian's place, they are not ordinary families that can afford to go to. Just let it go. That kid is lucky, he met you, and gave you so many talismans for free. Take some An Shen Ding Jing and Pei Ben Gu Yuan Chinese medicine to nourish him slowly... Let's go see Lao Zou."

Lao Zou is our client. We couldn't save his wife, but we need to see this through to the end.

When we got back to Lao Zou's house, we found him struggling to stand up.

On closer inspection, the ghostly presence around us dissipated. The little imps transformed back into two crude little dolls, and my summoning talisman fell to the side.

I hastily took the things into my hands and asked, "Old Zou, are you back from the dead"

That's a bit rude to say, but it's true that Lao Zou is a reincarnation.

Lao Zou shook his head, still a little dazed. He touched the scab on his head and told us that not far after he went out, he suddenly felt a chill, and a hand was placed on his shoulder.

This scared the living daylights out of him, causing him to crash his motorcycle. The bike landed on its side and he hit his head on a concrete pillar. After that, he couldn't remember anything.

A hand on her shoulder... this must have been the work of that female ghost's lover.

An ordinary person would be startled if someone touched them like that, let alone on a moving motorcycle.

My brother took Lao Zou out and gave him a cigarette in the courtyard. He then told him the details of what had happened.

Lao Zou, after all, was also involved in this industry. After hearing this, he remained silent for a long time.

To say whether he is right or wrong, he also made mistakes. Although it was for a living, the long separation of the couple allowed some inappropriate desires to take root.

"Mu Xia Qiao." Jiang Qyun suddenly called my name.

He only calls me "Xiao Qiao" softly and tenderly when he's feeling very soft or deeply in love.

"Huh"

"Have you seen Ada and Meng" Jiang Qiyun saw me holding two small lotus root.

I was a little excited and nodded hurriedly, "Saw it, saw it... But you, how did you get such a small lotus root And it's so rough..."

Jiang Qiyun frowned in displeasure: "They only have a wisp of ghost qi now, and their bodies are too large to control. As for being rough... I'm not carving you, I'm carving two small ghost servants. How delicate do you want them to be!"

Oh... I couldn't help but smile. "Then next time... if you have time, carve one of me too. I want to see what you'd make."

He glared at me slightly and said, "Don't talk nonsense, the lotus transformation is not a toy."

Okay, okay. Your Majesty cannot just make random jokes.

On our way back, Jiang Qiyun accompanied me in the back seat. He propped his chin up with one hand and leaned against the window, letting me sleep on his lap.

In a hazy, half-awake state, I heard my brother getting out of the car and complaining about how 2,000 yuan for gas was outrageous.

Jiang Qiyun's hand, cool as the rising mist, rested on my ears and eyes. With a hint of a smile, she said, " ... Perhaps when I have some free time, I'll paint you a picture."

Okay, I'll draw you a picture too.

A matchstick figure of a deity, one hand holding a sword and the other a bead, trying to grab a toy from his daughter.

》》》

After we got back home and rested for only two days, Mr. Shen’s deputy manager came to see me.

The newly appointed deputy manager said there were two things to report, first was bringing a commissioned document.

I took the folder, flipping through it as I asked, "What about the second thing"

"Master, the second matter is to tend to Master Lin's disciples. They say they heard Master Lin utter two sounds, as if in a dream." The deputy head bowed and spoke.

What!

I slammed the folder shut.on its head was still bald, and it didn't know how many years it would take to grow back. It understood what I meant and gracefully extended its neck, leaning down from the boulder.Grace... I would ne...