While Fan Zhiyi was stunned, he walked to the back of the team again, and Lu Changfu stood next to him, deliberately slowing down his pace to follow him.
Fan Zhiyi knew that this was Mr. Lu who wanted to tell him something. Sure enough, the next moment, perhaps because they were far enough away from the others that no one else could hear, Mr. Lu spoke softly, "Why did you give the talisman to Qian Hu?"
"No reason, I just gave it to you."
"Fan Zhiyi." Lu Changfu chuckled. He had always called Fan Zhiyi "Zhiyi" in the past, and no matter what, he had done a good job of pretending to be nice. But this time, the tone of his address clearly showed his contempt for Fan Zhiyi. "I always feel that you have changed a lot, but if you don't know anything, it's better not to say such a trivial thing."
Fan Zhiyi's heart skipped a beat, but he maintained a calm expression: "What do you mean?"
"Do you know why the talisman Nan Dong gave you has such great power? Why is it different from ordinary talismans? What is the price of drawing this kind of talisman?"
Fan Zhiyi was stunned. He was not familiar with this world, so naturally he had never thought about what sacrifices were needed to draw this kind of talisman. Every time Bing Nandong gave it to him, he just accepted it.
In fact, Bing Nandong had hinted at this. He had asked Fan Zhiyi if he thought drawing talismans was so easy. Every time he gave him a talisman, Bing Nandong's face would look very ugly.
However, the scenes of those conversations, coupled with Bing Nandong's injury, made Fan Zhiyi naturally ignore these clues. Now that Lu Changfu mentioned it, all the clues were connected together.
Fan Zhiyi asked, "How do you draw this kind of talisman?"
Mr. Lu stopped talking. Fan Zhiyi really hated people who only said half of what they wanted to say.
How to make people feel guilty for the whole day with just a few words? Lu Changfu did it.
Fan Zhiyi sighed. If he had known that he should have collected a lot of spirit stones when he sent out the talisman yesterday, he wouldn't have to feel so sad and regretful when he thought about it now.
They left the city and waited in the suburbs until dark. When the troops split into two groups, Fan Zhiyi happened to be the extra one.
It's like this again. Fan Zhiyi sighed and waited for his arrangements to be made.
Xu Qing simply said, "Fan Zhiyi and Senior Brother Lu should go and guard the Qian Mansion together."
Xu Qing had already spoken, so Lu Changfu followed suit and said, "Okay, Junior Sister, if there's anything going on over there, please send a message."
He seemed to be redundant wherever he went, and would be considered a burden. Fan Zhiyi wondered why they had to assign him tasks when he was still in Tianyun Sect. They knew his true situation.
Thinking about it this way, has the original body always lived like this in the past, and has he been treated like this every time he went on a mission?
If this goes on, Little White Flower will become a pervert. Fortunately, he is not the real Fan Zhiyi in this world, otherwise Fan Zhiyi feels that he might be even crazier than the original self.
But why did the original body only target Bing Nandong? Was it because the original body started to persecute Bing Nandong and was targeted by these disciples, or was it because the original body hated Bing Nandong because he was targeted from the beginning?
Fan Zhiyi felt that this was a problem of the century and not something he should be thinking about. He just had to live well.
The troops were divided into two groups and set out. The first night of the renewed battle was still calm and not even a ghost was seen.
Mr. Lu thought for a moment and said, "Perhaps it's because Junior Sister is a cultivator herself, so the ghost didn't dare to get close. Looking back at those who have been possessed in the past, they were all ordinary women. Firstly, it's because women are inherently yin, and secondly, they lack cultivation and are easily possessed."
It is naturally impossible to find an ordinary girl to help them lure ghosts. It is estimated that no girl is willing to help. Then the only person in the team who has no cultivation is - everyone's eyes looked at Fan Zhiyi at the same time.
Fan Zhiyi: "..." He just knew it.
One disciple immediately tried to justify choosing Fan Zhiyi as bait: "Now that I mention it, it reminds me of something. In the first two missions, the ghosts seemed to have a special liking for Fan Zhiyi. Not only did they chase after him, but they were always easy to catch wherever Fan Zhiyi was. In that case, why not let Fan Zhiyi give it a try and help us lure the ghosts out?"
Listen, listen, is this human language?
Fan Zhiyi didn't trust these people at all, and wasn't willing to give them half of his precious life for safekeeping, just like they didn't trust him. "I don't..."
"That's it." Mr. Lu agreed immediately.
No one listened to Fan Zhiyi, nor did they need his approval; his decision was unimportant.
Then, Lu Changfu said, "Tonight, everyone should disguise themselves before entering the city. Then, Junior Sister, you will switch with me. Tonight, you will guard the Qian Mansion and make sure to keep an eye out for Qian Hu."
"good."
Before the start, Fan Zhiyi was forced to change into the women's clothing that Xu Qing brought out from the city. Because men's and women's body shapes are inherently different, the women's clothing did not fit him well and made Fan Zhiyi feel a little uncomfortable.
But the clothes Xu Qing prepared were originally quite large, so it was not impossible to wear them.
Fan Zhiyi's hair was taken down and tied lightly with a hairband at the back of his head. Some loose hair hung down to cover both sides of his face. After applying Xu Qing's rouge, he looked quite presentable.
Only after dressing up Fan Zhiyi did Xu Qing take her people away.
At this time, Fan Zhiyi was already numb. He didn't want to know what he looked like at all.
Lu Changfu assigned all the members of his team except Fan Zhiyi to different places along the road. His reasoning was that if they dispersed, the ghosts would not be able to sense the aura of the cultivators and would be more likely to come out.
There was no moon at night, so only a tiny amount of light was shining, making it almost impossible to see the road.
Fan Zhiyi felt his hands and feet were shaking. He hadn't experienced this situation for a while, and he felt particularly at ease every day at Tianyunmen.
The wind blew across his skin, stimulating layers of goose bumps. Fan Zhiyi felt like an invisible ghost was scratching his skin with its nails.
Don’t overthink it, don’t scare yourself. This is no big deal, right? It’s similar to what happened in the haunted house that year.
Fan Zhiyi comforted himself in his heart that the dagger was tied to his waist, and if necessary he could just pull it out, which gave him some sense of security.
Damn, why did things turn out like this? If they have always treated him as an insignificant person, then just let him remain insignificant. This group of people are too unsportsmanlike. They call him when they want to use him, and ignore him when they don’t. I wish they will just end up with nothing.
While thinking this, Fan Zhiyi happened to walk to the lake.
That’s right, this road will pass a bridge, then walk along the lake for a while, and then you can see the Qian Mansion.
Because the purpose was to lure the ghost out, Fan Zhiyi did not use the lantern that Bing Nandong gave him. However, even if he could use it, he couldn't use it because the lantern needed magic to light it and he had no spiritual power.
He tentatively stretched out his foot and stepped onto the bridge, then moved upwards after feeling his foot firmly on it.
It's okay, it's okay, everyone is here, it's okay.
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