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My sister says you're not a good person.

The girl in white looked pitiful, with tears welling up in her eyes.

This wasn't acting; she was genuinely afraid. The thought of being unable to bring anyone back and what kind of punishment she would suffer at her grandmother's hands filled Xiaoqian with immense dread.

Sheng Wansong had originally planned to encounter a ghost, but upon seeing the other party's pitiful appearance, he immediately jumped off the stage.

"Why are you so sad, young lady?"

He strode forward, but when he reached the female ghost, the so-called imperial dragon aura did not transform into a golden dragon.

Is it because this female ghost poses no threat? Or is there a range for judging the types of evil spirits?

While pondering, Sheng Wansong didn't stop moving. He took the female ghost's hand and said, "Don't be afraid, young lady. With me here, I will never let any evil person harm you."

The female ghost's hands were very cold.

But it wouldn't be as cold as a corpse; it's about the same temperature as clear water in a pool during the height of summer.

Perhaps it's the refreshing summer day.

This female ghost had clearly only recently become a ghost; let alone actively seducing her, Sheng Wansong instinctively tried to pull away as soon as he took her hand.

But remembering her grandmother's threat, she forced herself to restrain herself, reluctantly taking Sheng Wansong's hand in return and whispering, "Thank you, young master~"

The female ghost's acting was so immature that anyone could see the reluctance on her beautiful face.

Hey.

I love how you seem reluctant but have no choice but to cooperate.

Sheng Wansong took the female ghost's hand and tried to lead her into the main hall.

"Young master, these two diamond statues are so terrifying, I'm afraid~"

It didn't even dare to point at the Vajra statue; it was genuinely afraid.

Seeing this, Sheng Wansong very considerately instructed, "An'an, cover up these two Vajra statues."

Upon hearing this, An'an took out two folded bed sheets from her luggage and casually tossed them aside.

Two pristine white sheets floated into the sky and slowly covered the fierce eyes of the Vajra.

"Thank you, young master. Thank you, sister An'an."

"Don't call me An'an!"

An Lan stared wide-eyed; despite being just a child, his imposing presence terrified even the female ghost, Xiao Qian.

As he walked into the hall, Sheng Wansong suddenly realized something and turned back to ask, "I am Sheng Wansong, may I ask for your name, young lady?"

The cold-faced female ghost immediately forced a smile, "This humble servant is Nie Xiaoqian. Young Master Sheng, you may call me Xiaoqian."

Sheng Wansong led Xiaoqian into the hall and sat down beside the high platform.

These female ghosts had an agreement with Grandma: they wouldn't kill people directly, but would delay them until Grandma arrived.

Grandma would share some of the drained essence with them.

Of course, there are also ghosts like Xiaoqing who willingly degenerate and actively kill to become Grandma's loyal lackey.

But Xiaoqian had just died and was forcibly taken away by her grandmother. Let alone killing her, she couldn't even bear to delay her grandmother's arrival.

Such a lovely girl, such a kind young man.

I am about to become one of the countless dried corpses on the mountain.

Nie Xiaoqian was trying to convince herself to choose between self-preservation and harming others when suddenly her expression changed, and she raised her hand to press down on Sheng Wansong's palm.

Xiaoqian looked pitiful and pleaded, "Young master, give me your hand!"

"Hands? What hands?"

Sheng Wansong's behavior at this moment resembled that of a wicked spoiled brat. "Didn't you just ask me to lend a hand?"

Anlan has returned to the purple-gold cushion and entered a deep meditative state.

I don't want to hear anything, I don't want to see anything.

While Xiaoqian was being entangled by Sheng Wansong, a thick tree root was crawling rapidly along the ground, spreading towards Lanruo Temple.

Grandma is a tree spirit, so she cannot stray too far from her main tree and can only hunt using her roots.

After the hunt, its roots must be retrieved every day at dawn, otherwise they will be burned to ashes by the blazing sun.

This is why such a powerful demon needs female demons to seduce men instead of actively hunting them.

Just as we were about to arrive at Lanruo Temple, we were enjoying the youthful energy.

The shout was as loud as a thunderclap.

"You audacious fiend, how dare you try to harm people right in front of me!"

"Heaven and earth are boundless, the universe borrows its laws, the secret of Prajnaparamita!"

"disease!"

Suddenly, a man with a large beard darted out from the mountain path, chanting a mantra that was half Buddhist and half Taoist, and flung out a Taoist yellow talisman.

The yellow talisman flew out automatically like a sharp arrow, igniting a blazing red fire in mid-air before sticking to the tree root.

With a deafening roar, the tree roots were blasted into countless fragments.

"Ahhhhh!"

Two screams, one male and one female, pierced the night sky simultaneously.

The demon that appeared had the appearance of a man, but wore lipstick and dressed as a woman.

"Where did this stinky Taoist priest come from!"

After it appeared, it cursed angrily in a gruff male voice, then switched to a female voice the next second, "How dare you ruin my plans!"

"Evil spirits, treacherous creatures, and those with strange abilities—everyone has the right to kill them!"

"I, Yan Chixia, will annihilate you, you androgynous monster, today!"

The bearded swordsman, with a fiery temper, refused to waste words with demons and bit his finger to draw a tai chi symbol on his right palm.

"Heaven and Earth are boundless! Heaven and Earth borrow their power!"

With just two short incantations, the bearded man thrust out a palm, instantly creating a bloody crater on the old monster's body, sending pale green branches flying everywhere.

"You filthy Taoist priest! I'll kill you!"

Severely injured, the Tree Demon Granny roared and stretched out her withered branches to grab Yan Chixia.

The demonic power was rampant. Yan Chixia unleashed both palms simultaneously, their force overwhelming, each strike like a thunderbolt shattering several withered branches.

Such power is unmatched, even by a hundred Mingyuan Daoists.

However, the tree demon's influence had deepened, and its branches and leaves were endless. Yan Chixia was still forced to stand before the tree demon.

Yan Chixia fought and retreated, while the Tree Demon Granny, burning with rage, relentlessly pursued him, completely forgetting about the female ghost Nie Xiaoqian who was still on a mission.

Why isn't Grandma here yet?

At this moment, inside the main hall, Nie Xiaoqian's gauze dress had already been removed from her shoulders.

Half-exposed shoulders, half-revealed by a silk robe.

Xiaoqian stared blankly, wondering when her grandmother's test would end.

Is it waiting for itself to fall into the abyss, with no way to turn back?

Nie Xiaoqian's gaze gradually focused on the scholar in front of her. Once her grandmother made a move, he would become one of the thousands of withered bones in this Lanruo Temple.

He will also become the first person he kills.

Her ashes are in her grandmother's hands; there's no way they can escape.

Since we are destined to fall into the abyss, then so be it.

"Young Master Sheng."

Nie Xiaoqian raised her arms and hugged Sheng Wansong's back. "The night is long, please stay by my side, young master."

Sheng Wansong smiled slightly and placed her on the high platform where the golden statue of Buddha had once been placed.

The battle raged until dawn, with neither Grandma nor Yan Chixia able to determine a victor.

As the first rays of dawn rose, wisps of smoke rose from Grandma's body.

"sun!"

The tree demon retracted its roots, glared fiercely at Yan Chixia, and said, "You stinking Taoist, you got lucky this time!"

Having said that, it shed its human form, transformed into tree roots, and fled.

"You old monster, don't run away if you dare!"

Despite his angry outbursts, Yan Chixia didn't give chase. Instead, he slumped to the ground, panting heavily. "That old monster has such profound cultivation!"