A moment later, Qin Minglang slammed the door and left.

Jiang Qingwan saw a faint golden light emanating from his body, which was indeed the effect of the protective talisman.

but……

She was lost in thought when a beam of light suddenly struck her.

Ye Qi couldn't see it, but the attack was blocked by the Bagua mirror on his neck the instant it landed.

"Squeak"

The door to the dilapidated house was quickly pushed open, and the hunchbacked man came out.

I glanced at where they were standing.

"So you're in the same industry. Come in and let's talk."

Jiang Qingwan snapped out of her daze, stepped out of the shadows, and went straight into the dilapidated house.

The moment she stepped inside, she felt the spiritual energy surging within her.

Although the house was dilapidated, it contained a magic array.

Just as she was about to speak, the hunchbacked man pointed at Ye Qi.

"Which sect are you from? Who is your master? What brings you here?"

Ye Qi looked completely bewildered.

The hunchbacked man noticed the Bagua mirror on his neck again, and his eyes flickered.

"It seems Chen Da is dead, and this treasure has fallen into your hands. No wonder it could withstand my talisman attack. Tell me, what do you want?"

Ye Qi took half a step back to Jiang Qingwan's side.

"This is the guest."

The hunchbacked man looked somewhat surprised.

He glanced at Jiang Qingwan's slightly childish and charming face under the cloak and hood, and chuckled twice.

"My little beauty, your peach blossoms are about to bloom."

Jiang Qingwan pursed her lips speechlessly.

Her marriage prospects were rotten to the core long ago; what kind of blossoming could she possibly have?

The Zhuge School has an ironclad rule: one can calculate people, heaven, earth, and spirits, but one must never calculate oneself.

Therefore, she never consults the oracle for herself, nor does she allow others to do so for her.

She didn't believe a single word of what he said.

He reached into his purse, pulled out a folded piece of paper, and unfolded it, laying it on the dark, worn-out table whose material was indistinguishable.

"I want the other half of this talisman."

That was the demon-suppressing technique she copied verbatim from the Bagua mirror.

The hunchbacked man's pupils narrowed sharply beneath his disheveled hair as he grabbed the paper and examined it closely, his expression ghostly as he stared intently at Jiang Qingwan.

"Where did you get it?"

Jiang Qingwan was taken aback by his question.

Does this person not know about the demon-suppressing talisman in the Bagua mirror?

She yanked the paper back and quickly stuffed it into her purse.

"Isn't your rule that you do things for money? What business is it of yours how I got it?"

The hunchbacked man was breathing rapidly.

The dark hand froze in mid-air, remaining silent for a long time before finally retracting.

"Young lady, I advise you not to get involved with this stuff. If you get into trouble, no one can save you."

Jiang Qingwan leaned closer.

"Do you know what this talisman is?"

Her eyes were clear and bright, like a lake that had been flowing for a thousand years.

The hunchbacked man quickly moved aside and, still hunched over, began tidying up the clutter.

"I don't know, but I can sense danger. Take my advice, don't go looking for death."

Jiang Qingwan recalled his reaction just now.

There was absolutely no trace of lying.

Does he really not know about demon-suppressing talismans?

Thinking of this, she asked again, "Do you still have the magical artifacts that Chen Da has? I'll buy them."

The hunchbacked man stopped what he was doing and tilted his head to look at him.

He smiled, revealing a mouthful of yellow teeth.

“That thing was incredibly malevolent. If it weren’t for the heavy evil energy on Chen Da’s body, it wouldn’t have been able to be suppressed at all. But now, that malevolence is gone. You should find a master to cleanse it.”

Jiang Qingwan did not explain.

When she was young, her master drew a talisman on her back with rootless water, but she didn't know what kind of talisman it was.

All they knew was that unless she revealed her abilities herself, she was just an ordinary person in the eyes of most cultivators.

They cannot see the depth of her cultivation level unless their abilities far surpass hers.

The hunchbacked man in front of them obviously didn't have that ability.

Seeing that she didn't speak, the hunchbacked man continued, "That talisman you just wrote, was it also something your master asked you to ask? My temple is too small to accommodate a Bodhisattva, please leave."

Jiang Qingwan raised an eyebrow slightly, didn't ask any further questions, and left the dilapidated house with Ye Qi.

No sooner had they left than the dilapidated house shook violently and collapsed completely.

The hunchbacked man emerged from the broken wooden sticks, howling, his head and face covered in dust.

He paced back and forth while cursing loudly.

Ye Qi asked in a low voice, "Did you do this?"

Jiang Qingwan's calm and serene demeanor was like a gentle breeze.

Which eye did you see it with?

Ye Qi choked, thinking to himself that indeed, women and petty people are the most difficult to deal with in this world.

Why doesn't Madam Jiang punish the Qin family?

Could it be that you can't bear to part with it?

He then recalled how much his lord cared for this Lady Jiang, and suddenly felt that the entanglement of love and affection was truly a headache.

Jiang Qingwan stopped after walking a short distance. They weren't carrying lanterns and were wearing dark cloaks, so they didn't need to hide themselves and were not easily spotted.

After a while, the hunchbacked man was still cursing and cleaning up the mess.

Ye Qi couldn't help but ask again in a low voice, "What are we waiting for?"

Jiang Qingwan pointed at the hunchbacked man.

"Wait until he goes to find his master."

Ye Qi was puzzled.

"But this dilapidated house has collapsed, how can you be so sure he'll go looking for his master?"

Suddenly, the hunchbacked man slammed what he was holding onto the ground.

The half-tree stump that had just been propped up instantly exploded into a pile of scrap wood, with many objects scattered around it.

He angrily stomped on it furiously.

After venting his anger, he turned to look in the direction Jiang Qingwan and the others had just left, but didn't see them, which made him even angrier.

After panting heavily for a while, he left behind a pile of junk and walked away with a hunched back.

Ye Qi was startled.

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