Don't forget it, Dad! Isn't it enough to kneel down for you?

When she thought of this, Chu Jiaojiao couldn't help but shiver. No, no, she still couldn't say it.

Thinking about this, she pretended not to know them and looked at them obediently.

"Is this the little girl?" The leader looked at Chu Jiaojiao and frowned. "Why do you look so dead? Are you dead?"

"No." He shook his head before he finished speaking. "Death energy yet vitality. What a strange face. Girl, how did you prolong your life?"

Chu Jiaojiao didn't expect him to see it at once. She was shocked, but she didn't dare show it on her face. She said blankly, "I don't know either."

They stared at her for a moment, but didn't ask any further questions.

The King of Hell coughed and said, "Let's talk business first. Jiaojiao has found the Soul-Severing Sword. You were once the masters of the artifact. See if there is any way to find the others. If we find them all as soon as possible, we can reopen the Ghost Gate."

Hearing this, several people nodded, and the leader introduced himself: "My name is Qingyu, and I was once the abbot of Baiyun Temple."

The others followed suit and introduced themselves: "My name is Qingyun."

"My name is Qing Yuan."

"My name is Qinglin."

They are all from the Qing generation, and they are indeed the master’s senior brothers.

Chu Jiaojiao bowed respectfully towards them, "Greetings, Taoist priests."

"Okay, sit down." Looking at him, Qingyu always felt a sense of intimacy for some reason. This feeling was very strange, as he rarely treated people like this.

Probably because this little girl is pretty.

He asked, "Do you know what the situation is like at Baiyun Temple now?"

Chu Jiaojiao immediately said, "It's very popular, it's the best Taoist temple in South City."

I thought he would be happy to hear this, but unexpectedly, a trace of sadness flashed in Qingyu's eyes. "A hundred years ago, Baiyun Temple was the number one Taoist temple in the world. If it weren't for..."

At the end of his speech, his voice stopped and the expressions on the others' faces became a little sad.

A hundred years ago, was that the great catastrophe of Xuanmen?

Chu Jiaojiao heard from her master that the catastrophe caused the decline of Xuanmen and most of its people were killed. Baiyun Temple, as the largest temple at that time, led everyone in the battle, but also suffered the heaviest losses.

Only the master was left.

She originally thought that her master was bragging, but she didn't expect that they were really so powerful in the past.

"Forget it, let's not talk about this anymore." Qingyu took a deep breath. "The most urgent thing is to resolve the matter of Ghost Gate first, so as to prevent the tragedy of a hundred years ago from happening again."

"Little girl, I will teach you a spell now. Recite it silently in your mind. Remember it, put aside all distractions, follow your heart, and follow the guidance to find it."

As he spoke, he chanted a spell.

Chu Jiaojiao repeated it.

Qingyu nodded and was about to ask her to read it a few more times, as she would definitely not be able to sense it the first time.

Unexpectedly, Chu Jiaojiao suddenly said: "I seem to have sensed it."

As she spoke, her soul floated up and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Qingyu looked at Chu Jiaojiao in astonishment. Is she so talented?

Even the most talented junior fellow apprentice had to learn it several times.

The others were also shocked, their eyes became brighter and brighter as they looked at the King of Hell.

He asked, "Who is this little girl? Does she have a master?"

Such a good seedling must be obtained!

Yan Wang was also unsure, "She must have a master. I heard her say that her master was a rag picker."

"Huh?" The expressions on their faces froze, and they looked at the King of Hell in disbelief.

rag picker????

A violent thing!

With such great talent, it would be so amazing if I could follow them!

Their expressions were filled with grief and sorrow, their reaction even greater than Chu Jiaojiao's own.

Chu Jiaojiao didn't know about these things. He was closing his eyes at the moment, and his soul was flying quickly in the air.

The further she flew, the stronger the feeling in her heart became, until they reached a certain place, and Chu Jiaojiao suddenly opened her eyes.

When she saw that she was about to get close to a face, Chu Jiaojiao was startled and immediately took a few steps back. She was so scared.

She stared at the person in front of her again. Hey, why does he look familiar?

Chu Jiaojiao touched her chin and looked at the poster beside her. Suddenly she realized that this was the movie emperor named Nan Jiang.

Previously, a stalker fan called her on the live broadcast and wanted to meet him. She helped her realize her dream and let her chat with him face to face in court.

How did she get here?

Chu Jiaojiao recited the spell silently again, and as instructed, she came face to face with Nan Jiang again.

What does this mean? Is he the artifact? Or is the artifact on him?

Chu Jiaojiao circled Nanjiang several times.

At this moment, Nan Jiang suddenly asked, "Master Chu, do you want to talk to me about something?"

Can he see her?

Chu Jiaojiao blinked, and when she saw Nan Jiang's eyes fixed on hers, she knew that he could really see it.

Chu Jiaojiao put her hands behind her back and said, "Do you know me?"

Nan Jiang nodded, "When I was in court with a sasaeng fan before, she kept scolding you in court."

Chu Jiaojiao got angry when she heard that. "Why are you scolding me? I'm such a nice person. She said she wanted to meet you, and I sent her to meet you. We were even able to talk one-on-one. What right does she have to scold me?"

Looking at her sad and angry expression, Nan Jiang was also amused.

He was twirling Buddhist beads with his fingertips, dressed in an elegant and upright manner, and was very pleasing to the eye.

But his eyes were full of vicissitudes that did not match his age, and sometimes they were filled with compassion.

When Chu Jiaojiao was looked at by him, she always felt as if she was seen through by him and felt a little uncomfortable.

She frowned and suddenly asked, "Are your eyes uncomfortable?"

Hearing this, Nan Jiang's expression paused and he looked up at Chu Jiaojiao.

That feeling of being seen through came back.

Chu Jiaojiao was about to speak when she suddenly heard him say, "You've died before."

"You died in an attic. You looked very painful, bleeding from all your orifices, but for some reason, you came back to life."

Hearing this, Chu Jiaojiao's heart trembled and she clenched her hands tightly behind her back.

How did he know?

She didn't even tell her senior brothers about these things.

Nan Jiang touched his eyes and said, "You came to me probably because of this."

"I don't know what happened, but one day when I was a kid, I suddenly could see people's past and present lives."

At this point, he smiled bitterly. If someone else had this kind of ability, they might be happy, but he really couldn't be happy.

Having witnessed too many births and deaths since childhood, even of his closest relatives, he could often tell at first glance when they would die, and then calculate the time in his mind and start the countdown.

He tried to save her, but to no avail.

This feeling of powerlessness was so painful that he even began to distance himself from his family and was unwilling to get too close to anyone.

As long as you're not close, you won't care.

However, all this is just self-deception.

Chu Jiaojiao recalled what he said, that only one magical creature on the list could do this function.

This is……

Xuanyuan Mirror? !