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

Nangong Qian even turned her head to take a special look at Qin Ruolan.

Qin Ruolan was an invisible presence in their eyes.

This behavior undoubtedly convinced them even more that the paranormal event that had just occurred was real, and that there really was a ghost haunting them.

The more they thought about it, the more terrified they became, as the things they imagined only intensified their fear.

Qin Ruolan didn't give Nangong Qian any response. Nangong Qian pouted. This ghost was quite arrogant. She secretly helped her teach someone a lesson, but didn't say anything.

Nangong Qian was deeply moved, but she didn't show it on her face.

She never expected that this ghost would save her and even help her teach people a lesson in the end.

Nangong Qian straightened her posture. Now that the tables had turned, she slowly said, "Judging from your performance, I just hope that we can have a peaceful stay for the next few days. Otherwise, I can't say for sure what will happen next."

They didn't forget to make a verbal threat.

The group dared not disobey, and the boss quickly returned the money he had extorted from Nangong Qian. Nangong Qian counted the amount and then casually took out a few more bills to give to them.

"I'm not an unreasonable person. I'll pay for the broken items inside the house at cost."

The few sheets she gave me were definitely enough.

"Okay, okay." The shopkeeper took the money and ran off with his men without looking back.

It was as if some dirty thing was chasing them from behind.

......

......

Jing Li sat cross-legged on the sofa in the living room, eating fruit that Nangong Qian had bought from somewhere. Nangong Qian had even thoughtfully cut it up and arranged it on a plate.

The fruit was very fresh, and Jingli felt much happier while eating it.

good to eat!

This kind of fruit wouldn't have existed in their time.

Later generations were indeed wise.

The sound of the game kept echoing in the living room, with background music of characters dying playing frequently.

Jingli listened for a while before frowning.

"Stop playing, I'm going to lose all my points, give them to me." Jing Li stretched out her hand towards the air.

Qin Ruolan was holding her phone and operating it. There was a small patch of red blood on the ground, which was her blood and tears left in anger.

Qin Ruolan ignored Jing Li completely, immersing herself in the game.

He was unwilling to return the phone to Jing Li.

Jing Li stuffed another piece of fruit into her mouth, and in the blink of an eye, she found the stick that looked extremely out of place next to the sofa.

The moment the stick was picked up, Qin Ruolan threw her phone at it.

"Tch, it's just a broken phone, what's so fun about it?"

After saying that, she floated leisurely to Nangong Qian's side.

He said in a chilling tone, "Give me your phone."

A person suddenly appeared beside her, and Nangong Qian almost dropped the fruit plate she was holding. She had both hands holding the fruit plate and didn't have time to take out her phone.

Perhaps having seen through Qin Ruolan's true nature, he was no longer so afraid of her terrifyingly close face, as if he was getting used to it.

She rolled her eyes in an inelegant way, mimicking Qin Ruolan's disdainful tone from before, "You're a ghost, what are you doing playing on your phone? Do you even know how to use it?"

"less talking, more working."

Qin Ruolan gestured to the fruit plate in her hand, asking her to take it out, and then took out her phone.

Nangong Qian was speechless for a moment...

Now even ghosts are ordering her around, and she's even learned to use a mobile phone—she's really addicted to the internet.

"Here, take it. I'll buy you one later."

The young lady, not lacking in money, very domineeringly bought out Qin Ruolan's phone.

Jing Li fiddled with the game interface for a while, and then a message came in.

It's Jiang Huaiyu.

The locust tree in front of the door said, "Miss Liang, we have investigated and found the source of that human Gu."

Jingli: "Tell me about it."

The locust tree in front of the door said: "Those who were made into human gu were all trafficked people. Black Sand provided the heads, and someone made a deal with them. They could get 30% of the human gu they made, and they would be used by the Black Sand gang."

Jing Li: "Have you found out who's behind this?"

The locust tree in front of the door: "Captain Nangong found out, it's someone from Jinzhen Temple."

Jing Li raised an eyebrow; Nangong Qinghe really was quite capable.

"Aren't you afraid of violating your organization's rules by telling me this?"

The locust tree in front of the door said, "Miss Liang, no matter what, I thank you for saving me, and we also feel guilty about what happened to Miss Lin. So, in my heart, you are my benefactor, and I accept the consequences of breaking the rules. Moreover, Miss Liang, you are a good person in my heart."

On the other side, Jiang Huaiyu was typing away on his phone with deep emotion, while Cao Kai was secretly wiping away tears.

Inside the hospital room, Xia Min lay motionless on the bed.

Liu Tiantian and others are observing her condition.

Jing Li looked at the words on her phone screen and laughed self-deprecatingly, "Tsk, someone actually said she was a good person."

The voice was clear and faint.

Nangong Qian was busy buying food and made a phone call to the front desk to get the items as instructed. She didn't hear Jing Li's self-deprecating remark.

Qin Ruolan, on the other hand, immediately caught on and floated onto the sofa, drawing out her words, "How could you possibly be a good person~"

"Heh." Jing Li raised her eyelids and glanced at her lightly.

Qin Ruolan paused immediately upon being glanced at casually.

Bad guy!

Would a good person be able to control her?!

Jiang Huaiyu stared at the screen for a while but didn't receive a reply from Jing Li, so he tapped the screen and started editing again.

The locust tree in front of the door: "Miss Liang, we are preparing to negotiate directly with the Dinyi government to get a proper solution. The Black Sand Organization must be eliminated. And if... Miss Lin..."

He wasn't sure if Lin Zishan would live to see that day.

Backed by the Jinzhen Temple, their strength is incomparable.

The sorcerers here are far more powerful than them; if they were to fight head-on, they would definitely suffer heavy losses.

The national anti-drug forces have been severely weakened, with many wounded or killed, and they can no longer afford such high costs.

We can't let everyone perish here.

Jing Li: "Can the negotiations succeed?"

The locust tree in front of the door: "...I don't know, but we'll try now."

Jing Li: "Isn't this something their country tacitly agrees to? Your negotiations are pointless."

Yes, they are too weak now. When they came to Dinyi this time, they found that the strength of many of their country's sorcerers was far inferior to that of the people on Dinyi's side.

It's clearly impossible for Nangong Qinghe to do it alone.

The locust tree in front of the door: "Miss Liang, do you have any suggestions?"

Jing Li: "?"

What advice can I give you?

The locust tree in front of the door: "..."

The locust tree in front of the door: "Miss Liang, if it were you, what would you do? If you were one of us esoteric practitioners, what would you do?"

Jiang Huaiyu inexplicably felt that Jing Li had a way to break the curse.

Jing Li ate fruit in a good mood, and looking at Nangong Qian who was busy running around, she thought of Nangong Qinghe again.