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"It's me," Gao Ren raised his hand.

How many people are there in total?

"I think it was twelve or eleven, I can't remember exactly," Gao Ren said, not paying much attention at the time.

"Who are they?"

Gao Ren recalled carefully, "There was an abbot, a cook, a sweeping monk, three male worshippers, one female worshipper, three ordinary monks, and an elderly couple."

"Is there a problem?" Hao Ren asked.

"This is a big problem," Lu Wenli said. "Didn't you notice that none of the NPCs came with us? They were just moving around normally in the temple, not afraid at all. Also, when we went to check the worshippers' records, the door to that room was locked, and there were monks guarding it."

"These people know far more about the temple than the production crew," Chang Xi said, touching the umbrella handle. "In other words, they are very familiar with this place."

Gao Ren regretted his decision, saying, "I only recruited them because I thought they looked like monks, and they were cheap."

"I told you not to be greedy for small gains, but you just wouldn't listen!" Hao Ren grabbed his brother and shook him violently.

Lu Wenli turned around and saw Chang Xi staring blankly, asking, "What's wrong? Were you scared by the female ghost?"

"You encountered a female ghost?" Chen Changqing asked in surprise.

"Yes, we encountered her, but she didn't do anything. She just pulled us into an illusion," Lu Wenli recalled.

Chen Changqing didn't believe it and stared at Chang Xi. Could she really have such abilities?

He didn't believe it. Even his grandfather might not be able to handle so many ghosts of this level, how could a little girl like her possibly do it?

"Perhaps the illusion is actually a hint," Changxi replied.

[Hint? What hint?]

Chang Xi thought, "The fact that the female ghost didn't attack us at least shows that she doesn't want to kill us so far. That illusion wasn't very dangerous either; it was more like a repetition."

"Repeating what?" Lu Wenli asked, puzzled.

"Repeat, what happened in this temple." Changxi looked up at the roof.

Lu Wenli shuddered. "You mean, many women were once imprisoned here!"

"What woman?" Tian Yu asked.

"In the illusion, we saw a locked door, behind which were many chickens, ducks and fish, as well as a cowshed. Underneath the cowshed was a secret room where many women were being managed, and they all looked disheveled."

A chain was around his neck.

Xu Man was horrified by her own guess. "Could this be some kind of brothel?"

It seems there might actually be that possibility.

Chang Xi patted her skirt. "At least, it seems that the deaths of these female ghosts are inextricably linked to the people here."

Chen Changqing retorted, "These are all just your guesses. How can you believe a female ghost's words?"

"That's right, they're trying to kill us!" Xu Shenglong chimed in.

"I didn't ask you to believe me, so just stay here," Chang Xi said.

Chen Changqing declared, "I'm not afraid of that female ghost at all. If she dares to come, I'll make sure she doesn't leave alive!"

Xu Shenglong felt something wet on his head and thought it was water. He reached out and wiped it, only to find his hand covered in blood.

Chang Xi laughed, "Oh dear, speak of the devil! Mr. Chen, she's here! Quick, make sure she doesn't leave alive!"

Chen Changqing swallowed hard and held up the peach wood sword in his hand.

The last rays of the setting sun had also disappeared below the mountain outside the door.

Chang Xi went outside. "Let's go. Let's hand the battlefield over to our Xuanmen family, Mr. Chen."

Lu Wenli followed closely behind.

The photographer from last night also joined in.

"Where are you going?" Xu Shenglong grabbed him.

The photographer shook off his hand and hurriedly walked out. "I'm sorry, but I still feel safer with Chang Xi. After all, I've seen her exorcise ghosts."

The others hadn't originally planned to come out.

The female ghost that flew through the roof and landed on the table still startled them, and they all ran outside in a frenzy.

Chen Changqing's hand, which was covering the peach wood sword, trembled slightly, but he still mustered his courage and said, "Demon, are you not going to die!"

In the courtyard, Chang Xi moved a bamboo chair and sat down.

"Are we really not going to do anything about him?" Hao Ren asked.

Chang Xi touched his forehead. "Please, director, the salary you gave me didn't include catching ghosts."

"Here's what we'll do, I'll give you the money," Lu Wenli patted her shoulder, "You protect my safety and let me get out safely, I'll give you two hundred thousand."

"Deal," Chang Xi smiled brightly. "Don't worry, I said I can guarantee your safe exit. Even if the Heavenly King himself comes, he can't kill you."

"That's great," Lu Wenli said, standing beside her.

"How boring," Chang Xi said, pulling three copper coins from his sleeve. "How about I give you a divination? What do you want to know?"

"Anything is fine?" Lu Wenli asked.

"certainly."

Lu Wenli thought for a moment and said, "Then let's calculate my destined benefactor. Didn't I tell you before that the master predicted I would die at the age of twenty-two? If I can meet my destined benefactor before then, I can turn danger into safety."

[Really? @LittleDeerMom]

[Little Deer's Mom: That's absolutely right, the master said so.]

"Alright," Chang Xi said, spreading his legs, clasping his hands together, shaking them twice, and throwing them on the ground. He repeated this six times.

"What? What does that mean?" Lu Wenli didn't understand.

"Your benefactor is right here."

"Right here?" Lu Wenli glanced around. "Who is it?"

"I don't know. You're such a benefactor. It seems we have some kind of master-disciple relationship." Chang Xi cast another divination.

[Little Deer's Mom: Amazing! The master really said that, that Wenli would meet a benefactor and become his disciple.]

My worldview has been completely shattered. Could someone really have predicted this?

[It's fake; the production team must be putting on a show.]

[Are you kidding me? Have you ever seen a government agency get involved in a staged show?]

"How is it? Who is it?" Lu Wenli asked, his eyes full of curiosity.

Chang Xi stiffened, tilted his head, and said, "Yes, it was me."

"what?"

Xu Shenglong interjected, "Chang Xi, you're probably just saying that to make money, aren't you?"

"What's it to you?" Lu Wenli rolled his eyes at him and continued, "Why you? Why would I become your disciple?"

"How would I know? The calculation showed that's how it is," Changxi said, also disbelieving.

boom!

Chen Changqing was thrown out of the door and landed on the ground, writhing in pain. His arms were covered in bloody scratches from the female ghost.

The female ghost clung to the door, glaring fiercely at Chen Changqing.

"Wow, it seems that a female ghost caused Mr. Chen to not return." Chang Xi rested his chin on one hand.

[Ah! How could Chang Xi just watch our Qingzai get hurt?]

[To stand by and watch someone die is incredibly cruel!]

[Hey, Chen Changqing started it all. Why did Chang Xi save him? She's not a police officer.]

Not saving lives is wicked.

Why didn't you go and save them?

[Well, she knows Taoist magic too. Shouldn't Taoists consider saving people their duty?]

Tian Yu asked timidly, "Are you really not going to save people? Isn't your line of work supposed to be about compassion?"

Chang Xi tilted her head and raised an eyebrow. "Where did you hear that from? That's Buddhist thought. What does it have to do with me?"

[Save him! I am the head of the Chen family! Save my grandson! I'll give you 100,000!]

Someone read the comments aloud.

"Deal," Chang Xi slowly got up. Just as the female ghost jumped up and tried to climb onto Chen Changqing, a red rope wrapped around Chen Changqing and pulled him back.