Holy crap! This little jacket is drafty!

Master Xuan Kong was startled and darted to Lin Xi's side with a snake-like movement, grabbing her hand.

"My disciple, you're acting recklessly again."

Lin Xi struggled to raise her hand, but couldn't reach her master's face, so she could only tug at his white beard.

"Master, I didn't do anything reckless. There was a slight mishap when I was drawing the talisman; the peace talisman turned into an explosion talisman..."

Lin Xi spoke softer and softer, her small hands clutching his clothes helplessly, her eyes red.

"Master, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to."

Master Xuankong looked at his disciple, who was on the verge of tears, and lost all his temper.

He pinched the chubby cheek and said gloatingly, "Disciple, you cried."

"Cry louder, and I will forgive you."

Lin Xi glared, "Master is a bad guy!"

Master Xuankong teased her, "I'm not a bad guy, I'm the best master in the world."

"Come on, repeat after me."

“Xixi loves her master the most.”

“Xixi likes Master the most.”

People can actually laugh when they're speechless. Lin Xi took out all the talismans and tossed them to her master without hesitation.

"Goodbye, Master."

The little guy vanished in a flash, leaving behind ten yellow talismans of unknown purpose and a bewildered Taoist priest.

My disciple is exceptionally gifted. He doesn't need anyone to teach him; he has taught himself the five arts of metaphysics, as if he hasn't forgotten them completely from his past life.

She learned to draw talismans at the age of three and was able to create her own talismans at the age of four, far ahead of her peers.

Master Xuan Kong was both happy and worried.

Happy Apprentice has the ability to protect herself, but worries that the obedient and gentle girl is dealing with ghosts and monsters all day long.

Bang--!

One yellow talisman after another exploded, some spewing water, some spitting fire, and others emitting a foul odor.

Cold weapons, hot weapons, and biological weapons are all being used at once; my disciple is truly going all out.

But he was the one who suffered!

Master Xuankong dodged while shouting, "You unfilial disciple! Come back here! Your master is going to spank you!!"

After all the commotion, Lin Xi was unharmed, but Master Xuan Kong's clothes and pants were completely dirty.

As expected of his apprentice, he has already learned to trick the old man at such a young age.

Lin Xi brought out a bowl of porridge and obediently apologized, "Master, I'm sorry, I didn't expect you to be so weak that you couldn't even dodge ten talismans."

Listen to this, is this even human language?

It's not that he can't avoid it, it's that he doesn't want to.

The talisman drawn by his apprentice exuded an eerie aura, causing him to tremble involuntarily.

Master Xuankong said in a sarcastic tone, "Taking you as my disciple is truly an immense blessing for me."

Lin Xi pouted, her big, watery eyes looking pitiful. "Master, I'll grant you one request."

Master Xuankong's expression changed instantly, and he grinned from ear to ear, "Disciple, come down the mountain with me to catch ghosts."

Lin Xi asked calmly, "How many?"

From the age of one, her master carried her down the mountain to catch ghosts.

She is four years old now and has three years of experience catching ghosts.

If we can catch them, we'll catch them; if we can't, we'll run away. Anyway, Master can protect himself.

Master Xuankong happily made a five with his fingers.

He felt guilty about asking such a young child to help catch ghosts, so he silently pressed down two fingers.

"three!"

"OK."

Lin Xi readily agreed and headed down the mountain with her small bag on her back.

The two had just gone downstairs when they bumped into Aunt Hu, who looked anxious.

Lin Xi patted the old woman's knee. "Grandma Hu, what happened to your family?"

During the days when her master was away, Grandma Hu took care of her, cooking, sewing clothes, braiding hair, and so on.

Aunt Hu wiped her eyes, "Sigh... my grandson has been sleeping for three days and three nights, but he just won't wake up."

It's simple. There's a cemetery behind the village, and the children's souls are unstable, making them easily deceived by ghosts.

Grandma Hu's grandson must be the same.

Seeing that her master didn't move, Lin Xi pinched his thigh hard. "Master, speak."

"Oh, oh." Master Xuankong put on an air of otherworldly elegance and calculated with his fingers.

“Your grandson’s soul has left his body, which may bring him bloodshed. Do not use 998, use only 98, and I will be able to ensure his safety.”

Grandma Hu agreed, "Old Taoist priest, as long as you can wake my grandson, ninety-eight is fine."

Master Xuankong smiled and said, "Lead the way. Prepare a bowl of rooster blood and a handful of raw glutinous rice for the ritual..."

Aunt Hu agreed and hurried home.

Master Xuankong rubbed his hands together, looking like a money-grubber, and said, "I made a fortune today, I earned three ninety-eights."

Lin Xi urged in her childish voice, "Hurry up, Master."

As always, Master Xuankong held a Taoist flag in his left hand and sprinkled chicken blood in his right, then familiarly began to dance a circular dance.

He faced the stream and silently uttered two words.

The back mountain!

Lin Xi nodded and ran towards the cemetery on the back hill with her short legs.

It was getting dark, and the cemetery looked eerie.

Lin Xi wasn't afraid at all. Standing amidst the densely packed graves, she roared fiercely, her voice both cute and menacing.

"Which ghost kidnapped Granny Hu's grandson?"

As soon as the little girl's voice came out, all the ghosts quickly rolled out, forcing ingratiating smiles.

"Oh, little miss, what brings you here?"

"Nonsense! The young lady just said she's here to see Aunt Hu's grandson."

"I didn't see it."

"I didn't see it either."

Lin Xi kept a straight face and glanced at it indifferently.

Despite his youthful features and soft, sweet voice, he exuded the aura of a powerful figure.

The ghosts huddled together, trembling.

Don't let her small size fool you, she can really hurt when she hits a ghost.

She punched the evil spirit in the neighboring cemetery away.

From then on, the legend of the little auntie spread among the graveyards, and no one dared to mess with her.

Lin Xi put her hands on her hips, "Didn't you see?"

The ghosts exchanged glances, their heads snapped off and blood flowed freely, their intestines spilling onto the ground in a panic.

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