Food delivery services are available in every world, and the big shots are going crazy for me.

Chapter 305 Needs Your Help

"Stop looking, they left while you were chatting." Wang Xiaoyu's partner looked at the drum in front of her with curiosity. They were finally about to start learning formally.

“Teacher An is a good person. It seems I misunderstood him before.” Wang Xiaoyu looked towards the gate, a hint of guilt in her eyes.

"Stop talking and get back to studying!"

Finally, An Xinghui and Mo Qianxun arrived at the home of Xu Yingdi's master. Before they even entered, they heard a loud commotion inside.

"What's wrong with you two? If you don't want to study seriously, then don't waste this time. It's not just your time, it's mine too."

An Xinghui and Mo Qianxun exchanged a glance, then stepped inside.

At this moment, Xu Yingdi was holding Liu Ying, who was hiding in his arms and crying.

"I... I really didn't mean to. I didn't want to cut my hand like that." Liu Ying looked at her finger, blood still flowing out.

The old craftsman looked at the blank paper in his hand with a pained expression.

An Xinghui was somewhat puzzled: "Strange, shouldn't we be more worried about the guests at this time? Their hands are bleeding."

Mo Qianxun looked at the knife on the table with a serious expression; the black aura on that knife was so heavy.

The two walked over.

"What happened?"

"My wife accidentally cut her finger, and some blood dripped onto the paper, but...sigh!"

Xu Yingdi really didn't understand. Didn't these people know they were live streaming? Their true colors had already been seen by the viewers in the live stream. Didn't they even bother to put on an act? Did they have no regard for their reputation at all?
Mo Qianxun looked at the old master, and with one hand under the cover of An Xinghui's arm, she sent a stream of spiritual energy into the old master's body.

The old master visibly froze for two seconds before looking at Xu Yingdi and the others. He was especially stunned when he saw the wound on Liu Ying's hand.

"What are you standing there for? Hurry up and treat your wound. Do you think you have too much blood and want to have it drained?" The old doctor said, then went into his room and took out a first-aid kit.

Xu Yingdi and Liu Ying also subconsciously took a step back, watching the old master warily.

Something unusual is definitely going on. One second this person was heartbroken over that blank piece of paper, how could they suddenly change their attitude and become friendly to them? There must be something wrong here.

An Xinghui subconsciously looked at his younger sister. Had his younger sister done something?

Mo Qianxun rolled her eyes at him helplessly: "Why aren't you going to check on your senior at a time like this? Why are you looking at me?"

An Xing replied: ...

“Teacher Xu, are you alright? I think this driver has realized that he was wrong just now.” An Xing stepped forward.

Xu Yingdi looked at the old master with wariness.

The old doctor lowered his head and didn't say anything, but he pushed the medical kit forward slightly, saying everything without saying a word.

Xu Yingdi was finally relieved. After personally bandaging his wife, his expression improved somewhat. He looked at An Xinghui and asked, "Have you checked on Zhao Qing and Wang Xiaoyu?"

An Xing nodded: "I've seen them all, and they're all doing well now. We'll be heading back soon."

Actor Xu nodded, pulled An Xinghui aside, and whispered, "You and your sister should be more vigilant. I have a feeling something's off about this town. You and your sister should keep an eye on things." "Actor Xu, you don't need to worry about us. We're fine. It's mainly you two who should be concerned. If you notice anything amiss, come find us right away." An Xinghui glanced at the house; this town truly exuded a strange atmosphere.

On the way back, An Xing looked back with some confusion and asked, "Why do I always feel like someone is watching me?"

Mo Qianxun looked back and saw that there were indeed people watching her, quite a few of them.

"It must be your imagination, Second Brother. Let's finish our mission and leave this place!"

"Okay, let's go back and learn."

An Xinghui was determined to get through this in one go and leave as soon as possible, never wanting to come back here again.

The two returned to the high priest's house.

After pointing out some shortcomings in An Xinghui, the high priest asked Mo Qianxun to leave with him for a while.

An Xinghui immediately stopped practicing her dance and pulled Mo Qianxun behind her: "High Priest, what are some things you can't say in front of me?"

"There are some things you are not qualified to know." The high priest glared at him, thinking he was trying to be a hero despite his limited abilities.

Mo Qianxun stepped out from behind An Xinghui and patted his arm: "Second brother, wait for me here. I'll go see what he has to say to me."

"Qianxun!" An Xinghui strongly disapproved of Mo Qianxun going with the High Priest.

But Mo Qianxun had already agreed, so she followed the high priest to the room they had entered before.

An Xinghui claimed to be practicing dancing outside, but her mind was already on it. Sometimes, the dance steps she performed were so bad that she tripped and fell over herself.

Song Ge'er looked at his absent-minded appearance with some helplessness: "Don't worry, the High Priest won't do anything to your sister. He just has some things he wants to say to her."

"They've only just met, what's there to talk about? And they even have to avoid me, their older brother." An Xinghui was unconvinced, so he simply stopped practicing and sat down on the steps. He would rush in immediately if there was any movement inside the room.

"Aren't you going to practice? You haven't even mastered this ritual dance yet!"

"I'm not practicing anymore, I'm not practicing anymore. I want to wait for my sister to come out and practice together." An Xinghui just stared at the ground.

Song Ge'er: ...

Inside the room, Mo Qianxun had already manually turned off the microphone and looked at the High Priest: "You called me here, is there something you need?"

“You should have already seen the situation in the town!” The high priest sat to the side and poured Mo Qianxun a glass of water.

Mo Qianxun sat down next to her: "So what if we saw it?"

“Since you already know, I won’t beat around the bush. I’ll just say it straight: I need your help!” The high priest’s eyes were firm.

Mo Qianxun chuckled lightly: "Need my help? What about you?"

“The spiritual energy is scarce now, and I’m lucky to have inherited my family’s talent. But my cultivation has been stuck at the Qi Refining stage, and I can’t improve at all. Meanwhile, those souls are growing stronger because of their resentment. I can only suppress them for a short time now. But you can see my child. He’s still young. I’m trapped in this small place for the rest of my life, but I don’t want my child to be trapped here too. So, I’m begging you, even if it’s for the sake of the ordinary people here. I hope you can help resolve this situation. Of course, we will pay you.”

(End of this chapter)