They didn't know each other well and didn't know what it meant to stop them on the road.
The young monks behind her saw how handsome she was, and they all stretched their necks to look at her.
Hua Xi smiled and said: "Fanyin Temple is thousands of miles away from Baize City. Senior Brother Wuxin came here with so many disciples. I don't know why. If you need help, I can help."
"Thank you for your concern, donor. It's nothing serious." As soon as Wu Xin finished speaking, a good-hearted little monk rushed to say, "The emperor of Yunlei Kingdom is haunted by a ghost, and we are here to help him exorcise the ghost!"
"Wuyin!" Wuxin scolded, and the young monk immediately shut up.
But Hua Xi had heard the key part and couldn't help but ask: "Ghost? Is it a real ghost? Brother Wuxin is here, he must be driven away."
I never thought that there really are people who can exorcise ghosts in this world.
"The poor monk is incompetent. The ghost is too powerful and we are helpless. The Emperor of Yunlei Kingdom has sent people to Fanyin Temple to ask Master to come down from the mountain."
Wu Xin knew that he had spilled the beans, so he couldn't hide it and told Hua Xi.
"How powerful a ghost must be to alarm Master Du'e?" Hua Xi couldn't help but be surprised. Master Du'e has almost become a god. With his cultivation, it is impossible to deal with ordinary little ghosts.
"Actually, if Senior Brother has not retreated, just ask Senior Brother to come down the mountain, but Master may not let Senior Brother leave the retreat early." Wu Xin felt a little ashamed.
He is several years older than Brother Wujiang, but he entered the mountains a few years later, but the difference in strength is really huge.
"Senior Brother Wujiang is practicing in seclusion, so of course you can't disturb him. Why don't you tell me about the ghost, maybe I can help." Hua Xi said with a smile.
"You?" Wuxin looked at her as a little girl. It wasn't discrimination, but how could a little girl be put in danger?
"To be honest, I am a spell master." Hua Xi had no choice but to reveal his iconic purple and red spiritual power.
"Where's the spell master!"
"Brother, she is a spell master! She can definitely help!"
"Wow! This is my first time seeing a living spellcaster!"
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Hua Xi was speechless. Have they ever seen a dead spell master?
A group of little monks are so funny.
"No wonder!" Wu Xin was also surprised, "You defeated Senior Brother Wujiang in the newcomer training! It turns out you are a spell master!"
Hua Xi smiled: "Senior Brother Wujiang has a high level of cultivation, and it is purely a fluke that I can win against him."
Wuxin and others have always admired Wujiang, and they were naturally very happy when they heard someone praise him.
"Can Donor Mo really help us? That ghost is very powerful." Wu Xin said worriedly. She was just a girl and I didn't know if it would frighten her.
"People are 30% afraid of ghosts, and 70% of ghosts are afraid of people." Hua Xi said nonchalantly. She has seen the last three types of ghosts, gods, and demons, but she has never seen ghosts.
"Then, there is a donor." Although Wu Xin is tall and rough, he is very polite.
"You're welcome, how about we go back to Baize City first?"
Wuxin nodded and returned to Baize City with a dozen young monks and Hua Xi.
Hua Xi can't look like Zhan Feng anymore. The real Zhan Feng is already by Long Qianxun's side, how can she pretend to be her?
So she just put a little mustache on her mouth and lived in the inn openly.
After asking Wu Xin, he found out that the Emperor of Yunlei Kingdom had been dreaming of someone asking for his life every time he slept late at night.
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Watching this in the middle of the night, doesn’t it feel great?
The plot of being haunted is very important, it is definitely not in the water...
