The sickly boss always wants to get close to her

Chu Bainiao had just opened the door, stepped over the threshold and stood outside the house.

She tilted her head in the moonlight, as if she was a little confused: "Little Master? What's the matter with you coming to see me so late?"

Shen Tanqing looked at her straightly, "Yes, I have something to talk to you about."

He closed the gate, walked across the bluestone floor of the courtyard with his long legs, and arrived in front of Chu Bainiao in a few breaths.

The unique and refreshing sandalwood scent of Tianzemen wafted in the air. Perhaps because he came here in the middle of the night, the sandalwood scent was slightly cool.

"Would it be convenient for me to come in and talk?"

Chu Bainiao turned aside to make way for him to enter the house, "Of course."

Shen Tanqing lifted the hem of his Taoist robe, stepped over the threshold and walked into the house.

The furnishings in the house were extremely simple, just like the other courtyards, with very few traces of her.

Shen Tanqing sat down on a stool in the room and waved his hand, and the wooden table next to him was piled with various magical instruments and gold and silver jewelry.

The magic tools and treasures were suddenly released, and the room suddenly became bright.

A strange look flashed across Chu Bainiao's eyes. She did not close the door, but walked gracefully to Shen Tanqing's side and sat down. "What are you doing, Junior Master?"

The yellow and white color made her facial features look particularly graceful and soft.

Shen Tanqing lowered her eyelashes, "Aren't you going down the mountain to gain experience? Keep these things, they will be useful down the mountain."

Chu Bainiao's eyes fell on the magical weapons and treasures on the table. It was no exaggeration to say that these things were piled at least half a meter on the table.

His eyebrows jumped, "Uncle Junior, I have my own weapons and money."

She met Shen Tanqing's gaze and changed her words halfway through, "It won't take that much."

"Take them all. You don't have to use your things when you go out, but you can't be without them. Be careful when you go down the mountain. If you encounter an evil spirit that you can't deal with, ask the sect for help in time."

Three clear and warm small jade tablets appeared in Shen Tanqing's hand. Although he had made plans, he still felt a little uncomfortable because he couldn't control himself.

"Put these three jade tokens away. They can block the full force attack of the Ghost King-level evil ghost."

He placed the jade token in front of Chu Bainiao, and then took out another stack of talismans, "If you are in danger, burn these talismans. I will come as soon as possible."

"Uncle Junior Master," Chu Bai Niao interrupted him helplessly, "That's enough. I'm also often out training, so you don't have to worry about me."

Shen Tanqing looked at her in a daze. Against the backdrop of a pile of yellow and white things, his face with red lips and white teeth stood out particularly well.

Looking a little lonely, he lowered his head, clasped his five fingers together, and held the magic weapon in his palm that he was about to hand to her.

After a few seconds of pause, the slender arm still stubbornly placed the magic weapon in front of her.

Shen Tanqing explained: "This is a communication tool. You can contact me through this magic weapon, but the farther the distance, the slower the message will travel."

"Even if you often go out for training, there are still many extremely vicious people, whether they are humans or ghosts. As a girl, you must always be careful."

He was like a patriarch who was worried about his youngster going out to gain experience. Not only did he want to give her all the good things, but he was also so worried that he wanted to tell her all the precautions.

But Shen Tanqing was afraid of annoying her, so he restrained himself and said only a few words before getting up and leaving.

Chu Bainiao sent him to the gate of the courtyard. In fact, she said, there was no need to build a courtyard wall. What was the difference between flying outside the courtyard and flying inside the courtyard?

Shen Tanqing wanted to touch her head, but then thought forget it. Although he had just given her a lot of gifts, it couldn't be considered a formal pursuit.

If I act rashly, I might offend her.

Chu Bainiao saw him float up and down onto the long sword, his Taoist robe fluttering in the wind in the night, and behind him was a huge full moon.

Her figure was elegant and refined, her lips were rosy and her face was fair, and she looked like an immortal.

Shen Tanqing said: "Junior Brother Chu, I'm leaving now, you should have a good rest."

Chu Bai Niao said softly: "Young Master, take care."

The next morning, she went to the main peak to bid farewell to the leader of Tianze Sect. After saying goodbye to the disciples of Qingxiao Sect and Zhu Xiayan, she went down the mountain alone.

After flying towards the north on her sword for a while and making sure there was no tail behind her, she turned around and flew towards Qingxiao Gate.

As there were many Taoist disciples in Qingxiao Sect searching for clues, Chu Bainiao did not go in, but turned around at the foot of the mountain and fled in the direction of the evil ghost.

After walking for dozens of miles, she found a place with strong yin energy and stopped. She sat cross-legged and meditated until dark before opening her eyes.

Chu Bainiao took out the Soul Locking Tower, and the ghosts, who were filled with much more ghost energy, lay in the air and looked at her in confusion.

"Young man, it's time to get to work," Chu Bainiu poked the little body of the devil floating in the air, "Go find your kind and bring it to me."

Since there were no outsiders here, Chu Bainiao communicated directly with the devil's soul. The devil understood what she meant, and his limbs slid quickly, and his small body disappeared in an instant.

Although the devil is small, he is the king of ghosts after all, so it is easy to catch a ghost.

Soon, the little meat-ball-like devil crawled back, pulling the beard of a middle-aged evil ghost.

The Japanese brought the middle-aged evil ghost in front of Chu Bainiao. Her soul spread out, and the evil ghost was so scared that he dared not move, and crawled on the ground and shrank.

The devil crawled around her and rubbed her legs. Chu Bainiao pulled him up, and a little golden spiritual energy flowed out of her fingertips. "Eat it, you've done a good job."

The ghost opened his mouth and swallowed the golden spiritual energy. In an instant, the ghost energy became more condensed, and there were even signs of a breakthrough to the Ghost King.

The evil ghost crawling on the ground didn't dare to look up, not knowing what was happening, but the auras of the man and the ghost in front of him were both more terrifying than the other.

Please don't kill him, I beg you.

Chu Bai Niao unfolded the scroll, and the air squeezed the evil ghost, forcing him to raise his head. "Do you have any impression of this ghost?"

As she approached, the evil ghost almost collapsed with a chilling feeling as if he was being stared at by a ferocious beast, and he looked at the scroll tremblingly.

On the scroll was a picture of a ghost wearing a yin-yang robe and holding a flag and a magic mirror.

The evil ghost remembered instantly, and he nodded without stopping, "I remember him! I remember him! I remember him!"

Of course I remember! More than 20 days ago, a ghost emperor whose oppression was no less than that of the woman in front of him passed through the sky. Under him, countless evil ghosts crawled on the ground and trembled.

He is one of them.

"Do you know where he came from? Or which direction he went?"

Sensing that the feeling of compression in the air had lessened, the evil ghost mustered up the courage to look up, only to bump into those icy and cold eyes and instantly fall to the ground in fright.

"I don't know where he came from. He, he went in that direction."

The evil spirit pointed in one direction.

After confirming that the ghost was not lying, she stood up, put the scroll into her storage bag, and then waved her hand lightly, and the ghost instantly died.

The Japanese soldier lay in the air and opened his mouth and uttered twice.

Chu Bainiao stood on the long sword, "You ask me why I want to kill him?"

"Of course it's because he killed a lot of people. Didn't you see the bloody light lingering around his soul and smell the stench on his body? Do you think he is like you who has never killed anyone--"

"Ghost baby?"