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

“Then I saw another person go there too… He was carrying two suitcases, and those suitcases gave me a really bad feeling, similar to the feeling I had for Qin Ruolan.” Nangong Qian lowered her head. “So I guessed that you must have something on your mind today.”

"But I swear, I didn't hear a single word you said!!!"

She made a vow gesture.

“Miss Liang, I hope you can help us. Dianyi and his gang won't let me go back safely. They're just waiting for an excuse to openly arrest us…”

Upon seeing this, Jiang Huaiyu quickly made a request.

"Am I also within their surveillance range?" Jing Li kicked the pebbles under her feet impatiently, seemingly without purpose, leaving all the surrounding grass and trees bare.

Jiang Huaiyu frowned and replied, "Yes."

“Ever since that day when you arrived at the hospital, they’ve already assumed we’re in cahoots.”

Nangong Qian chimed in, "Boss, and we even threatened them about this that day."

The people on the Dinyi side will definitely not let this go.

Jing Li took out her phone to check the time, then looked up at the sky. Countless red dots appeared in her vision, and hidden figures appeared on her left, right, and all around.

“Miss Liang, my ability is to detect things. I know where there will be guards. I can take you out of their sight and slip away.”

Seeing that Jing Li did not immediately object, Jiang Huaiyu felt a growing sense of anticipation.

Jing Li withdrew her gaze and looked straight ahead. "No need, I can handle it myself."

She walked slowly forward, her steps as light as falling snowflakes, her eyes filled with contemplation.

Jiang Huaiyu felt bitter.

I still couldn't persuade Miss Liang.

He watched her retreating figure, and finally, with a glimmer of hope, silently ran up to her. "Miss Liang, we... really... there's nothing... could you please..."

His tone was hesitant, as if he wanted to say something but then stopped.

They knew that Jing Li was not one of them, and that he was also a powerful sorcerer.

He also knew that he was of low status and had no right to order others around.

After speaking haltingly, he eventually didn't know how to continue.

Even if Miss Liang made her way in the world through her own abilities, he has no right to criticize others.

Now that he's making a request, it's perfectly reasonable for the other person to refuse.

Jiang Huaiyu understood the situation perfectly, but he was troubled by the thought of what would happen next.

Currently, Ms. Liang is not taking his advice, and he doesn't know what to do.

......

Jing Li glanced at him only once before continuing to walk forward. "Let's go, point the way."

Jiang Huaiyu remained standing there until Nangong Qian jogged over to remind him, "Hey, the boss is calling you."

Nangong Qian's shoving brought Jiang Huaiyu back to his senses.

His eyes lit up; it seemed Miss Liang had just asked him to lead the way...

Did he hear it correctly?

Maybe not!

You heard right!!

Jiang Huaiyu then led Jing Li around, giving her directions.

"Miss Liang, go this way... go around that... there are three people to your left!"

Jing Li pointed out, "We can't go that way; there's still someone there."

The place Jing Li pointed out directly startled Jiang Huaiyu.

He then used his detection abilities to investigate further and discovered that there really was another person over there.

He stared in disbelief. "Miss Liang, could it be that you are also...?"

Before he could finish speaking, Jing Li interrupted, "No."

She doesn't have investigative abilities.

She only needs to set up a formation to know everything inside the hospital.

Just as she left the ward, the formation had already begun to unfold silently.

......

......

"Master Huide, when will we reach the final ceremony of today?"

Some people waiting below grew impatient and started asking questions.

The man was wearing a tailor-made suit, his hair was neatly combed, and the Rolex on his wrist clearly displayed the words "I am very rich".

Some people followed impatiently and asked, "Yes, Master Huide, why is this ceremony so late this year?"

Many, many different kinds of people stood in front of the huge palace.

At the center of the palace stands a giant cauldron, three meters tall.

Two vertical rows of ladders were placed next to the giant cauldron, and little monks stood on both sides of the ladders.

Beside the giant cauldron, small groups of young monks were busy carrying giant incense sticks and candles to place incense.

There were hundreds of people below, talking incessantly.

Everyone looked either rich or noble.

Their conversation was undoubtedly about their own businesses and their cooperation; the incense-offering ceremony resembled a small gathering of wealthy people.

"Master Huide, is this year different from previous years? Why hasn't it started yet!"

The people talking seemed to have waited for a while.

There are more and more people who lack patience.

They dared not speak to Huide in the same way they usually did when reprimanding their subordinates, and could only ask him questions again and again.

"Yes, yes! Master Huide."

When do we begin?

"Is there something wrong with this year's incense?"

Some people have begun to question it.

"..."

The voices of about a hundred people suddenly grew louder, making the entire Jinzhen Temple seem to be enveloped in noise.

The closure of Jinzhen Temple today was a result that had been announced in advance.

Right now, only their palace has people talking here, so it stands out.

"Please calm down, everyone!"

A young monk stepped forward to maintain order and offer reassurance.

“Since Master hasn’t started yet, it means the time isn’t right. As everyone knows, the timing for these things is crucial. If we’re not careful, we’ll be disrespecting the gods. Disrespecting the gods will lead to consequences we can’t afford. No one wants these things to happen, right?”

Most of them are highly educated people, and wealthy people's minds work much faster than ordinary people's.

Upon hearing this, they immediately fell silent, leaving only a few people whispering among themselves.

The people below are both men and women, with men making up slightly more of the group.

Greed was evident on everyone's face to varying degrees.

Huide sat on a cushion in front of the hall, his eyes closed, the prayer beads on his wrist turning incessantly.

He pursed his lips slightly and remained silent.

Someone quickly noticed something was amiss: "Master Huide, why are all these young monks we've hardly ever seen before? Where are your three disciples? None of them are here this year."

The person speaking looked around at everything, completely unaware of what was happening.

The others followed suit and looked over.

Yes, in previous years it wasn't these unassuming little monks who presided over the ceremony.

The master has three disciples, right? In previous years, all three disciples were present, but this year, not a single one was seen...

Last year, the task of taking charge naturally fell to Bian Ling, "and that young man is quite handsome."

The person speaking here is a slightly overweight woman dressed in designer clothes. She carefully looked around again for the little boy she had seen earlier.

"died!"