Shocking! The master of metaphysics is actually the ancestor of ghosts and monsters!

“Something happened over there, and I need to go there myself.” Nangong Qinghe placed her long, slender fingers on Shui Muting’s shoulder. “Mom, I will bring my sister back.”

Shui Muting's eyes filled with tears, and upon seeing her son, she was no longer as composed as before.

"Qinghe, as Feng'er's brother, you should also try to find Feng'er..."

Nangong Shuyu's tone was somewhat weak, and she squeezed out her words with trepidation. She knew in her heart that the backbone of the Nangong family now was this tall and aloof nephew in front of her.

After comforting her mother, Nangong Qinghe looked at Nangong Shuyu with a somber expression. "Aunt, Qiao Feng is an adult now. If you hadn't spoiled him so much, he wouldn't have done such a scoundrel. Knowing that undeveloped mountains are dangerous, he still colluded with others to lure Qianqian into exploring the mountains."

"What do you mean by coaxing! It's clearly..." Nangong Qinghe's eyes turned cold, staring at Nangong Shuyu until she swallowed back the words she was about to say.

"Of course, Xixi has to take responsibility for her own mistakes. When she gets back, I will naturally teach her a lesson." Nangong Qinghe sat on the sofa, her fingers tapping absently, her expression serious.

"What kind of attitude is this? I'm still your aunt!" Nangong Shuyu said angrily.

"And what was Aunt's attitude then?" Nangong Qinghe asked, each word distinct and forceful, leaving Nangong Shuyu breathless and unable to speak.

"Alright! Qinghe, come to the study with me." Nangong Zheng stood up first, interrupting their exchange, and then said to Nangong Shuyu, "Elder sister, you go back to the Qiao family first, and we will return Feng'er to you later."

Seeing that a step was extending towards her, Nangong Shuyu snorted heavily at Shui Muting and stormed off in her high heels.

Shui Muting had no time to care about her sister-in-law's feelings. She didn't even know if her own daughter was in trouble, so she had no energy to care about her.

"Qinghe, is Qianqian in any danger?" Nangong Zheng stood by the study window, his brows furrowed, looking somewhat haggard.

Ever since I discovered the message left by Sisi yesterday, I've been feeling restless.

"Dad, nobody can say for sure over there." Nangong Qinghe's expression turned serious when talking about Forbidden Mountain.

One after another, people went missing over there. The people they sent couldn't get into the mountain at all. After walking for three days and three nights, they realized that they had been on the edge of the forbidden mountain all along.

Upon hearing his son's words, Nangong Zheng's heart sank. "What did you just tell your mother...?"

Nangong Qinghe's tone was slightly somber: "That was to comfort her. Forbidden Mountain has been a place where people have entered but never left in recent years, unless they are led by local villagers, but they rarely leave the mountain."

Nangong Zheng didn't think it was a serious matter. "I heard that the Zhao family kid went in too?"

Nangong Qinghe replied calmly, "Mm."

Nangong Zheng said, "The Zhao family will probably send people to search extensively. They have a lot of influence, so they might have a way."

Nangong Qinghe sighed, "Let's hope so!"

"I will depart immediately."

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"Do you want some?" After a long day, Nangong Qian's heavy makeup was already a mess, making her even more frightening than Qin Ruolan. With her head drooping, she took out a bag of bread and handed it to Jing Li.

"I won't eat, I'll fast." Unlike her listless state, Jing Li's pale face had a slight blush.

She opened her eyes and looked Nangong Qian up and down, then said bluntly, "Your makeup is ruined."

This era is somewhat different from theirs. As practitioners of metaphysics, many women possess treasures or techniques for prolonging life, and they are all extremely beautiful, requiring no external embellishments.

Nangong Qian took a bite of bread, her face full of sorrow. Of course she knew her makeup was ruined, and now that she was about to lose her life, who cared about her appearance?

Damn it, she never imagined that so many unbelievable things would happen one day.

Her gaze shifted to Qin Ruolan on the ground. Hmm, she was indeed a ghost. How terrifying.

Then I looked at Jing Li in her tattered halter dress. Hmm, the boss is still the best looking, with a kind of dilapidated beauty.

Seeing her staring at her blankly, Jingli asked, "Mine was spent too?"

She didn't know if the original owner of this body had put on makeup, but she knew that girls with smudged makeup looked somewhat ugly. Could it be that she looked like that too?

Nangong Qian chuckled, never expecting that the seemingly unfathomable big shot would have such an adorable moment.

She didn't answer the question about her makeup being ruined, and silently chewed another bite of bread. "This is delicious, do you want to try some?"

“Those who cultivate the Tao must sever their desires, starting with abstaining from grains.” Jing Li shook his head, his tone very firm.

The next second, my stomach started rumbling at the most inopportune moment.

"Here you go." Nangong Qian suppressed a laugh and took out a new pack for Jing Li.

Jing Li had never experienced such an awkward moment before. She forgot that this was not her original body and that she still needed to eat.

"Thank you." This time she didn't refuse and calmly accepted it.

"Are you going to see your friends?" Jing Li, following her memory, tore open a piece of bread. After taking just one bite, her eyes lit up. Why was it so delicious...?

He no longer had that otherworldly, ethereal appearance.

Thinking of Qiao Feng, Nangong Qian said nonchalantly, "Why would I go back? He's the one who kicked me out, I don't want to go back!"

Jing Li slowly finished the bread in her mouth before saying, "Oh, okay. Anyway, they won't live past tonight."

"!!!"

Nangong Qian was startled and said hastily, "What do you mean by not surviving tonight?"

"Why won't I survive tonight?" she asked anxiously, terrified, stopping her bread in her tracks.

“They performed the sacrifice ahead of schedule,” Jing Li said casually, as if she didn’t care much about it. “This is delicious.” Jing Li gestured to her with the bread in her hand.

She had been fasting for many years, and food was no longer a necessity for her. She never expected that the food in this world would taste so delicious.

Nangong Qian's body tensed up after hearing this, her fingers rubbing together incessantly, unable to relax at all.

Offering sacrifices ahead of schedule? What should we do? My second cousin is still over there.

How about we ask a big shot for help?

However, judging from the bigwig's reaction, he had no intention of meddling in other people's business.

I told her about this earlier, probably because the bread she gave me was really popular with the boss.

Why don't she make a deal with the big shot to save that bastard Qiao Feng?

Bread? Obviously not. Money! I have money, but... would such a powerful figure be short of money?

She considered it carefully, then cautiously probed, "Boss, I'd like to ask you for a favor..."

Jing Li raised an eyebrow slightly. "I prefer to leave things to fate."

If this girl weren't somehow connected to the original owner of this body, and if she didn't find her somewhat pleasing to the eye, she probably wouldn't have cared about her.

Nangong Qian sensed Jing Li's refusal and quickly said, "I can pay the fee. Although I have nothing, my family is rich, and Qiao Feng, that idiot, his mother gives even more money. I know you big shots aren't short of money. If it really doesn't work out..."

As Nangong Qian spoke, her eyes grew melancholy, and she looked dejected.

"make a deal."

A soft, ethereal voice filled Nangong Qian's ears, sounding somewhat unreal.