"That's right. Good wine needs no bush. That's what they say."

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As the four of them walked up the stairs, they heard people praising the apricot blossom wine.

"Third senior brother, don't you want a cup of tea?" Jiang Zhi asked tentatively.

"Then we must have a pot, but we'll drink this pot in Xinghua Village." Xichen Jingqing grinned.

"Okay." Jiang Zhi responded.

She felt the box around her waist shaking violently again.

Jiang Zhi silently held her down again.

"Monk, come down to my room later. I have something to discuss with you." Jiang Zhi glanced at the monk.

The monk smiled and said, "Okay."

The servant took the four people to the room and left.

Inside Jiang Zhi's room, the monk sat next to the chair, and the female ghost floated out of the box. It seemed that she was not prepared to say this. She fell directly to the ground from a cloud of smoke, and her final appearance was that she was kneeling on the ground.

She clutched her long black hair with both hands, and her entire pale face had become shrouded in black mist, making her death look even more obvious.

The long hair was pulled off, and the ghost girl screamed: "Ahhhhhh, damn it, damn it..."

The female ghost suddenly raised her horrible and bleeding face and looked at Jiang Zhi, as if she was going to attack Jiang Zhi, but then she quickly turned her head back and pulled her hair.

The black hair was pulled and fell all over the floor.

Not to mention, Jiang Zhi was indeed frightened just now. After all, it was quite sudden, and she hadn't seen the female ghost sister look so ferocious for a long time.

Jiang Zhi looked at the monk.

"An isolation formation has been set up so others won't affect others." said the monk.

Jiang Zhi: ...

"Is that what I'm asking?"

"That's not what I'm asking. What's wrong with her?" Jiang Zhi stared, "She started going crazy the moment she entered this inn."

"I helped her remove all the nails from her bones a month ago." The monk said slowly, "She should have recovered her memory a long time ago. She asked me to help her control her resentment, so I taught her."

"We were in good control in the past few days. There is only one reason why we lost control like this." The monk said slowly, "That is because we were very close to our enemy."

Jiang Zhi paused and said, "The nearest village is Xinghua Village."

"I think it has something to do with this apricot blossom wine." The monk touched the Buddhist beads, "As luck rises, there must be a decline."

"The ghost girl seems to be mentally confused and can't answer." Jiang Zhi sighed, "But according to what you said, we just need to find the family that is most famous for brewing apricot blossom wine."

"Ahhhhhhh!" Another shrill and sharp ghost cry.

The ghost sister began to poke into her body with her long nails.

Jiang Zhi's eyelids trembled: "Monk, is it really okay for the ghost girl to be like this?"

"If you don't hurt others, you will hurt yourself. This is her way of keeping a little bit of sanity." The monk touched the Buddhist beads, "Amitabha."

"Will it hurt?" Jiang Zhi asked again.

The monk was stunned for a moment and said, "Of course it will hurt."

Jiang Zhi frowned slightly, but the ghost girl could only rely on the pain to wake herself up.

"Monk, what do we need to do?" Jiang Zhi looked at the monk, "Kill that scumbag? Or kill that scumbag?"

"Good is rewarded with good, evil is rewarded with evil. For ordinary resentful ghosts, as long as they kill their enemies, I, a monk, can save them." The monk frowned and thought, "But she is not ordinary. Not only is she resentful, but she is also cursed and cannot be reincarnated. The situation is a bit complicated. I need to go to the scene to find out the truth."

Jiang Zhi saw more and more blood flowing out of the ghost sister's body, and she began to pull her hair again, and the hair seemed to help her stay sane.

Half of her scalp was bleeding.

"Ghost girl, try to overcome the resentment with your will." Jiang Zhi couldn't bear it and squatted in front of the ghost girl. "The resentment is nothing more than controlling your will. Why can't you control it?"

The monk paused as he was touching the Buddhist beads and looked at Jiang Zhi. Although this sentence was difficult to ask, it did make sense.

However, there are very few ghosts who can control their resentment with their will. If they can really do so, they are usually powerful ghost cultivators.

The female ghost was obviously not one of them. She was just an ordinary person who turned into a resentful ghost, and was supported by resentment. How could she dominate resentment? The female ghost sister suddenly raised her creepy face and looked at Jiang Zhi, then pinched Jiang Zhi's neck and threw Jiang Zhi to the ground.

Jiang Zhi's heart skipped a beat with fright.

However, there was no pain in the neck and no feeling of suffocation.

She looked at the ghost sister in surprise.

The female ghost's two bloody and black hands were already trembling slightly as they pinched Jiang Zhi's neck, but she was trying to control them so that they wouldn't hurt Jiang Zhi.

The next second, the female ghost met Jiang Zhi's sight, and suddenly jumped back to her original position, and suddenly pulled off a large piece of her scalp.

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The hair started to grow again.

The monk went over and helped Jiang Zhi up: "Donor Jiang, are you okay?"

"It's okay." Jiang Zhi climbed up and looked at the monk happily, "At that moment, she controlled her resentment with her will."

The monk paused and nodded: "Yes, Donor Jiang."

"But as a result of the control, she pulled out more of her hair than before." The joy on Jiang Zhi's face disappeared in an instant.

"Master Jiang, please let her return to the box first." The monk spoke slowly.

Jiang Zhi nodded and opened the box.

The female ghost turned into a ball and floated into the box.

Then the box began to vibrate.

Jiang Zhi placed the box on the table. The box began to vibrate, then rolled over and collided with the table.

"Donor Jiang, she may be unstable and pose a threat to your safety." The monk looked at the box, "I will draw a Buddhist spell for her box to prevent her from suddenly running out and hurting people."

"Does the Buddhist mantra have any effect on her?" Jiang Zhi asked.

"It has no impact. It's just a barrier that restricts her from coming out." The monk took out a piece of yellow talisman paper and began to chant Buddhist mantras.

Soon the Buddhist mantra fell on the talisman paper, and the talisman paper emitted a golden light and then dimmed.

The talisman flew over and landed on the box, then rolled around the box.

"Are you going to take her there tomorrow?" Jiang Zhi said slowly, "Will it be more serious if she is closer to the enemy?"

"Donor Jiang, take her to some other places tomorrow. The apricot wine in this inn is too strong, and it might affect her." The monk touched the Buddhist beads, "Tomorrow I can go with Donor Xichen and Donor Liang to investigate."

"The unfaithful man's surname is Xu." Jiang Zhi spoke.

"Miss Shi told me something, and I heard a little about it." The monk replied.

"Is the ghost girl's surname Shi?" Jiang Zhi asked.

"Well, her name is Shi Qingyue." The monk smiled gently.

"She didn't even tell me." Jiang Zhi muttered.

It's so rude of her to call a female ghost "sister".