Master Duanmu wiped the sweat from his face, slumped down on the futon, waved his hands awkwardly, and said with a wry smile, "Please don't scare me. To be honest, I can only deal with ordinary little ghosts. I would never dare to provoke a spirit ghost. As for her, please spare me. I surrender, I really surrender."

You have to accept it.

How could he afford to offend someone who could take such a Spirit Emperor as his ghost slave?

Not to mention him, no one in Maoshan Sect can afford to offend him.

His adoptive father is the leader of the Maoshan Sect. At most, he can only deal with ordinary ghosts. If he becomes a spirit king, there will be no hope at all. The most important thing is to escape.

What's more, his magic power is not very profound.

That is, people in the misty secular world.

He now truly respected Tang Xiaobao to the extreme.

Tang Xiaobao laughed and said, "I said you're a charlatan, are you convinced?"

"That's not true, actually. I can actually read feng shui and yin places, and I can even catch some ghosts."

"So, you're not convinced?"

"I'm convinced, I'm convinced. You're so powerful, how come you still found me?"

Master Duanmu asked cautiously.

Compared with the attitude just now, it's really a 180-degree turn now.

"I'm here to ask you for a favor."

Tang Xiaobao said.

"But how can I help you? If you can't do it, I can't do it either."

Master Duanmu said bitterly.

Tang Xiaobao stopped teasing him and asked, "Does your Maoshan sect have talisman paper? I need talisman paper."

"Talisman paper? I have it right here. I'll be waiting."

It turns out that all I wanted was talisman paper.

Although he didn't understand why Tang Xiaobao wanted talisman paper, Master Duanmu agreed readily and took out a few talisman papers from the cabinet behind him and handed them over.