"A ghost? Is it what I think?" Hearing the voice of the tomb spirit, Mo Lan wasn't exactly furious, but she still felt something was off.

"That's exactly what the boss meant. Have you forgotten my origins?" The tomb spirit's tone was somewhat melancholic. It was truly disheartening that the boss always ignored its existence.

"The world is vast and all-encompassing, with all kinds of creatures, including demons, monsters, gods, etc. It's just that everyone lives within their own boundaries, without interfering with each other, and rarely overstepping them."

The spirit of the tomb spoke, a hint of relief in its tone.

"Just like the mandala in the boss's hand, which is a sacred object of Buddhism, I am the complete opposite. Because of the boss, can't we coexist peacefully? To put it bluntly, the boss is the medium between us."

Otherwise, it wouldn't have been able to get into the mandala at all; otherwise, the two of them would have remained sealed at the bottom of the sea for so many years, simply not disturbing each other. If they hadn't encountered the boss, they would still be trapped at the bottom of the sea.

Thinking of this, the tomb spirit sighed almost imperceptibly. Perhaps it was because the two of them secretly followed the eldest brother into the world that she suffered such a great calamity.

And the two of them are forever trapped together, paying for their mistakes.

The cycle of nature truly does not let any lucky escape go unpunished.

As Mo Lan listened to the tomb spirit's explanation, her curled eyelashes fluttered. Her mandala was now a hybrid of god and demon.

"Since we each have our own boundaries, wouldn't it be against the rules if you rashly summoned ghosts?"

"Boss, I am a ghost spirit, so recruiting a few of my kind is no big deal. As long as I don't do evil, there won't be any problems."

"Really?" Although she was brave and not afraid of ghosts, she still felt a little cold on her arm because there were several ghosts around her.

"Don't be afraid, boss. With me here, no ghost or spirit dares to cause trouble under my nose." Sensing his master's unease, the tomb spirit quickly reassured him.

It is a tomb spirit formed by absorbing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, and it is above all living souls. Under its pressure, who would dare to offend it?

"Okay, I'll look around and see if there are any abandoned houses nearby."

With the ghost spirit protecting Hua Bao, it's easier than sending her back to the mountain stronghold. We'll go home together after we've finished dealing with things in Ye County.

After wandering around and crossing several streets, asking several people, the master and servant finally found a long-abandoned courtyard at dusk, which was also known as a very unlucky house by the locals.

Judging from the size of the courtyard, although it was overgrown with weeds and the house was in ruins, the faded glazed tiles and cracked, peeling red paint pillars indicated that a wealthy family must have lived here before.

Mo Lan looked around and finally found a room that was barely habitable.

"Let's go here. Since this place is known as an ominous house, no one dares to come here during the day, let alone at night. It's definitely safe here."

"Boss, after the sun goes down, I'll summon a few ghosts to guard this place and set up a simple illusion to ensure your little maid's safety."

Mo Lan and the tomb spirit communicated through their divine senses, completely forgetting about Hua Bao, who was trembling beside them.

Now, reminded by the spirit of the tomb, Mo Lan turned around and saw that Hua Bao was nervously biting her lip.

"Hua Bao, are you scared?"

Having asked around the whole way, it's quite remarkable that the little girl has managed to stay awake all this time without crying.

"Miss... Miss, Hua Bao isn't afraid." Seeing the young lady's calm expression, Hua Bao gritted her teeth, looking like she was ready to risk everything.