Yan Qing didn't dare interrupt him and waited quietly to the side.

Yue Qi suddenly moved, grabbing her hand. "Come with me!"

The two returned to the Worry-Free Inn and Yan Qing's room once again.

There were still traces of dark green blood on the floor beside the bed.

Yue Qi took out a tiny silver shovel from his pocket, dug out a little bit of soil mixed with blood, and brought it to his nose to smell it carefully.

Yan Qing noticed the serious look on her face, and her heart also tightened. Could it be that something had been overlooked?

“It’s a spirit messenger,” Yue Qi said.

What? Yan Qing's head was covered in mosquito coils. What exactly is this ghost messenger?

Yue Qi emptied the dirt, wiped the small shovel clean, and stood up again. He looked at Yan Qing, this time with absolute certainty.

"You've probably heard of raising ghost children, right?"

Yan Qing nodded, and Yue Qi continued, "Actually, the Yin Messengers are the ancestors of those who raise ghost children. As for the Kumanthong from Thailand, those are all crooked practices."

“In Yongning Lane, someone is worshipping the Yin Messenger Child. Actually, it is a legitimate deity, one of the manifestations of the Lotus Child under the seat of Guanyin Bodhisattva.”

"The Yin Messenger has a great hobby: it likes to absorb the essence of people, and the cleaner the essence of a person, the more it likes it."

Yan Qing was speechless upon hearing this. "What kind of immortals are these? Aren't they just evil gods? They're no different from the demons in hell!"

Yue Qi laughed, "So, in the end, the Yin Messenger Child's Dharma body was banished to the Avici Hell by the Lotus Child, and was guarded by the Eight Heavenly Dragons and Yakshas of Buddhism. From then on, people were not allowed to worship it."

Hearing this, Yan Qing became even more puzzled. "Then why does this person in Yongning Lane worship the Underworld Messenger?"

"The reason is simple: when a spirit servant absorbs the essence of a soul, it will give back a portion to the host. This ensures that the host being worshipped will be immortal and retain their youthful appearance. However, the worshipper's obsession must be extremely deep, otherwise they will easily become mentally confused and be devoured by the spirit servant."

“However—” Yue Qi glanced at her, “I now know what gift we should give. If I’m not mistaken, that Wen Jiajia is probably planning to trick us at the airport.”

She wholeheartedly agreed with this statement. "That Wen Jiajia is no good. She definitely has crucial clues and is trying to keep them all for herself. But what exactly is this gift you mentioned?"

Yue Qi pointed at her, "It's on you."

What?! Do you mean you want her to cut off her kidney?

Suddenly, Yue Qi felt a tap on the head, and his voice even carried a hint of amusement. "What are you thinking about? Didn't you put that flower away? Hurry up and take it out; it's our gift."

"A gift is just a flower?" Isn't that a bit of an exaggeration?

Yue Qi sighed, "If I'm not mistaken, this flower was picked from a temple. It seems that the formation we're looking for is most likely the Seven Star Demon Subduing Formation."

"The Seven Star Demon-Subduing Formation?"

"Yes, this is a tool used by the eight classes of yakshas in Buddhism to suppress the most wicked and evil people. The underworld messengers should be suppressed there."

It seems that no wonder he comes from a major Xuanmen sect; the male lead is so reliable by his side! Yue Qi is practically a walking encyclopedia.

After his explanation, Yan Qing felt much more confident. However, a problem arose: there were two of them, but only one flower.

She finally understood: Wen Jiajia probably also had her sights set on the temple. The initial cooperation was likely just her way of paving the way for her.

Yan Qing smiled bitterly. She knew something was wrong with this temple, but she had no choice but to go. This feeling was incredibly frustrating.

The two were very efficient, and taking advantage of the bright daylight, they once again turned to the entrance of Yongning Lane.

From the entrance, the temple indeed appears peaceful and serene, showing no signs of danger whatsoever.

Unfortunately, although the temple was small, you couldn't see any of its interior from the outside. It seems that if I wanted to pick the flowers, I'd have to go inside the temple to explore.

Yan Qing and Yue Qi began to survey the terrain, preparing to sneak over the wall. However, they ended up at the back of the temple and unexpectedly discovered two furtive figures.

—It turned out to be Wen Jiajia and Sun Jue.

They were progressing faster; the rope ladder was already set up. Sun Jue was about to get up and start climbing when he unexpectedly met Yan Qing's eyes.

"Hahaha, what a coincidence, what a coincidence—" Sun Jue greeted him dryly.

Yan Qing smiled and looked the rope ladder over, praising it sincerely.

"Not bad, not bad, looks pretty sturdy. You two are a great team, you've saved us a lot of trouble! -- What are you waiting for, hurry up and climb!"

Sun Jue was slapped by her, and had no choice but to force himself on her, feeling resentful.

Yan Qing blocked Wen Jiajia's path and quickly climbed onto the rope ladder. "Just in case, I'll scout ahead for you."

Wen Jiajia glared at her with a livid face, but finally gritted her teeth and endured it.

Upon entering the temple, the four of them were somewhat dumbfounded.

There was no other reason than that the entire temple courtyard was devoid of any living people. All that could be seen was a dense mass of coffins.

The coffins were a mix of new and old; I counted them carefully and there were probably more than a hundred.

Yan Qing felt a chill run down her spine, and not only her, but Wen Jiajia also looked astonished.

Fortunately, the white flowers they were looking for were plentiful here.

The yard is surrounded by these white flowers, arranged somewhat haphazardly, which is quite interesting.

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