From the look on Feng Luan's face, he knew that he definitely disagreed with Bai Zhu's proposal.
He also felt that Baizhu's method was unreliable.
But nowadays, human life is at stake, and nothing is as important as human life.
Yan Yan let go of his hand, and Baizhu should have fallen down, but his toes were just a little bit on the surface of the lake, and he returned to the lake shore.
As soon as Bai Shu stood firm, he raised his head and looked at Yan Yan who was staring at him.
"How about I go to the lake? You can calm down, right?"
"I'm not angry." Yan Yan said calmly and stopped talking to him.
"Baizhu's method gave me a hint." Yan Yan thought for a while and said, "Qingyu, let's ask Xing Jutang to transfer the evil ghost refined in Feng Luan's body."
"No, the one who will die is Xingjutang." Bai Shu said behind them, "Only someone with holy power like me can suppress those refined ghosts."
"Without you, we can set up a spell in the body of Xingjutang, and when those refined ghosts transition, we can catch them all in one fell swoop."
There are always more methods than difficulties. If Yan Jie doesn't believe it, he really can only rely on Atractylodes.
"Try it. Anyway, if you don't try Feng Luan, you will just die."
Yan Yu and Qing Yu presented this method to Xing Jutang, but he did not agree.
"Why? You want her to die? Bai Shu can do it, but it won't work on you?" Yan Yan gradually became impatient.
What was originally a very troublesome matter finally found the easiest way to solve it, but every idea of the person involved made Yan Yan feel confused.
"I understand, you are afraid that it will kill you." Yan Yan nodded with conviction, "Okay, in this case let Feng Luan die. She won't live long anyway."
She was getting tired of something that had been lingering on for so long.
"Luan'er doesn't want to, it doesn't matter whoever it is." Xing Jutang lowered his head and said.
He was originally a high-spirited person, but now he lowers his head more often to prevent others from seeing his expression clearly.
Yan Yan looked confused and stepped forward to speak again when he was stopped by Qing Yu.
"Young Master Xing should discuss this matter with Miss Feng. After all, it is a matter between you." Qingyu advised, "We have already suppressed the method to the point where it is most acceptable to Miss Feng."
After getting along with Yan Yu, Qing Yu found that Xiao Bai Zhu was still there and could suppress Yan Yu.
In front of Yan Yu, they all subconsciously obeyed Yan Yu.
It's easy for people to get into trouble on some things.
At this time, she thought of the best way for Feng Luan, but she didn't pay attention to Xing Jutang's thoughts.
She subconsciously felt that Xingjutang would not contradict her.
"This won't work, that won't work either. They should just stop asking the master and solve it themselves."
"Ah Yao, are you in a bad mood?"
"How can I be in a good mood? I have been away from home for a long time, and my little brother is still waiting for me at home!"
"The Holy Son is here, and he looks similar to my younger brother. You can see things and think about people in advance."
"I told you they don't look alike!" Yan Yan frowned.
Qingyu thought for a moment.
It seems that it was only after Yan Yu knew that the Holy Son of Manjiang was in Yunze City that he became so grumpy.
With nothing to do in the Xing Mansion, the three of them, Yan and Yu, ran to Xing Ju Zhan's yard.
Especially Yan Yu, she would follow Xing Juzhan wherever he went.
"Miss Yan, this is the hut."
"The latrine is just a latrine, and I won't go in."
Xing Juzhan: "..." But if you stand outside, you will hear the sound!
Seeing this, Qingyu quickly stepped forward and pulled Yan Yan aside.
"Master Xing is not sure what Miss Feng is thinking at all. In his eyes, he is no different from the Holy Son."
Qingyu said helplessly, "Since Miss Feng doesn't want this method, it's useless even if she changes to someone else."
"Really?" Yan Yan curled his lips, "I thought they knew their respective intentions."