"that?"

The old Taoist priest couldn't help but feel a little guilty when this matter was mentioned:

“Back then, that old bastard always asked me about the details of the formation. I was afraid he would steal my knowledge, so I made up a set of rules.”

"Is there any way to break this formation?"

Ji Qian asked the crucial question, and the old Taoist priest paused for a moment, his eyes twitching almost imperceptibly:

"Once you have helped me pass on to the afterlife, this formation will naturally dissipate gradually."

Upon hearing this, Ji Qian turned to look at Xu Qi, who nodded in agreement with the old Taoist's statement.

So now there's only one problem that needs to be solved: "I won't perform the ritual for the deceased."

Seeing Ji Qian's serious expression, the old Taoist priest showed a rare hint of bewilderment:

"How...how is that possible?! You clearly haven't encountered a ghost before!"

“I used to either pretend I didn’t see it or just kill it directly. I’ve never done such a technical job as performing a ritual to help someone pass on to the afterlife.”

Ji Qian squatted down in front of the old Taoist priest, letting him see her clearly: "Look, I'm practically immune to spiritual energy. In my whole life, I've only ever been able to draw a talisman, and I've never even succeeded in calling back a soul."

The old Taoist priest then realized that although the woman before him possessed wisps of golden light, these were all kept outside her body, and he could not absorb even a trace of it.

"Interesting, very interesting. This is the first time I've encountered such a constitution. If I were still alive, I would definitely study it carefully!" The old Taoist's eyes were excited but also lewd, which made Ji Qian very uncomfortable, so she decisively kicked him again.

The old Taoist priest was kicked to the ground, landing squarely on top of Qian Huailin.

Seeing this, Madam Qian hurriedly reached out to help, but missed and fell to the ground, hitting Qian Huailin hard, and the scene immediately became chaotic.

Han Mengyao decisively ignored the farce and looked at Ji Qian in surprise: "You've even called back a soul?"

Han Mengyao has known Ji Qian for more than three years. Before Ji Qian's Yin-Yang Eyes were unsealed, she always acted like a staunch materialist.

If Ji Qian hadn't been so obvious on set, Han Mengyao would never have associated her with metaphysics.

"Yeah, I barked all night, and even tired out all the other dogs around, but I still couldn't get it to work."

Ji Qian felt wronged when she brought this up. If the hospital director hadn't been unwell at the time, she wouldn't have had the chance to do it. Moreover:

"I told you not to run around, and if you had listened, you wouldn't have lost your mind! And I even got scolded by Sister Xia because of it."

Xu Qi, still huddled behind Han Mengyao, sounded a little aggrieved upon hearing this: "I didn't do it on purpose. It's hard not to run away if a hand suddenly appears behind you while walking at night!"

"You should have at least told me you were running away! That's so disloyal!"

Seeing that the two were about to have a huge argument over this topic, Han Mengyao quickly tried to smooth things over:

"Oh dear, Xu Qi must have been panicking and running away in a panic. He's been a coward for a long time."

Then Han Mengyao turned to Xu Qi behind her and said, "It won't hurt you to remind her, but if you run away and leave Qianqian all alone, she'll be so scared!"

After saying that, Han Mengyao took Ji Qian and Xu Qi's hands and said, "Next time something like this happens, I'll go with you. I'm brave enough to protect you!"

"These abacus beads are about to hit my face." Ying Xu immediately realized that Han Mengyao was using the pretext of mediating the fight to secure an opportunity for him to go on an adventure.

Mi Yesi didn't see that, but she also felt that the scene before her was strangely familiar:

"When my brother and I were fighting, my mom seemed to try to break us up in the same way."

Zhao Chengyuan had no time to analyze the complex relationship between the three people. He looked up at the sky and noticed that the clouds in the distance were beginning to show a pale blue light.

"Well, whatever you need to do, do it as soon as possible, it seems like it's almost dawn."

Ji Qian looked in the direction Zhao Chengyuan was pointing and indeed saw a sliver of dawn.

"Ah, it's almost four o'clock!" The assistant director didn't realize they had stayed up all night until he took out his phone to check the time.

Ji Qian hadn't expected it to take so long, and quickly stepped forward to pull up the old Taoist priest who was being suppressed by the ghosts:

"We're in a hurry. If you don't mind, I'll send you off in my own way."

The old Taoist priest hadn't recovered from the chaos and struggled instinctively for a moment before realizing what was happening. Seeing that Ji Qian was about to make a move, he quickly stopped her:

"Wait! I have another way!"

Ji Qian then withdrew her restless hand and urged the old Taoist priest on with her eyes.

The old Taoist priest did indeed have another method. Although this method was somewhat inhumane, upon closer examination, it was truly a tailor-made way to deliver Ji Qian from suffering:

"Since you can touch souls, you should be able to bury me too, right?"

"Wow, you're pretty ruthless to yourself!" Ying Xu was surprised, not expecting the old Taoist priest to make such a request.

"Ha, all my decades of hard work have been taken away, what else is there to be afraid of!"

The old Taoist priest felt aggrieved whenever he thought about it. All his decades of painstaking planning had ultimately benefited someone else. Moreover:

"I'm not talking about simply burying me. You need to put me in the sun for two hours to let the yin energy dissipate before putting me in a wooden coffin."

At this point, I'll be mostly unconscious. When the time comes, bury a blade of grass on my grave. When the grass sprouts and breaks through the soil, it will mean I'm gone.

"Will this trick work?" Ji Qian hadn't forgotten that there were still seven ghosts to deal with.

“That kid over there can handle their situation,” the old Taoist priest pointed at Xu Qi, “because my body was possessed, I can only start with the soul.”

Because they needed to wait for the sun to come out, everyone had to go back to their rooms to rest for the time being.

Director Liu and Zhao Chengyuan were both relieved to hear the good news, as they were both getting on in years and simply couldn't keep up the pace.

Only the assistant director expressed disappointment. Although he was also tired, he still preferred to see Director Liu being tortured rather than rest.

Director Liu was completely unaware of his sinister intentions and happily ran back to his room, only to be brutally beaten for waking his girlfriend.

The next morning, everyone who gathered outside the hospital had huge dark circles under their eyes, except for Director Liu, whose dark circles were a particularly bluish-purple.

As Ji Qian passed by, she couldn't help but tease, "Wow, Director Liu is really young, cosplaying as a panda so early in the morning."

Director Liu glanced at her, and it took all his strength to suppress the urge to swear.

"Today is our last day of recording. Everyone has worked hard these past few days. I hope our first episode will have a perfect ending."

After Director Liu finished speaking, he quickly ran back into the courtyard, giving Ji Qian no chance to stop him.

Seeing this, Ji Qian helplessly pursed her lips and withdrew her hand that was originally going to stop him. She had originally planned to let Director Liu dig up the grave with them, but it was a pity.