The sky is a mixture of orange and black, the clouds float and sink like the tide, light and darkness exchange in an instant, this is the natural flow, no one can change it.
Lin Taiyin really didn't know what his master was thinking at this moment. He summoned Shui Jing out just to take a good look at the ugly appearance of these cultivators in critical moments. Unexpectedly, when the perspective turned to Yi Zhifan, he felt that this person was really interesting. He looked at him a few more times and happened to meet his master who had returned to Tianyunmen after handling business.
He said, "My Lord, this Yi Zhifan you brought here is quite capable. He looked so cowardly that I thought he would be the first to die, but I didn't expect him to survive until now."
“…”
Seeing Bing Nandong remained silent, Lin Taiyin assumed that Bing Nandong didn't like the sight of Fan Zhiyi and the tall and small men interacting. Indeed, such interactions were nowhere near as bloody and thrilling as the evil spirits hunting monks elsewhere in the Xue residence.
So when Lin Taiyin was about to show Bing Nandong to another place, Bing Nandong raised his hand to stop him, and then he has been staring at him until now, and he felt sleepy when he saw Lin Taiyin.
"Master, do you think there is something wrong with Yi Zhifan?" Lin Taiyin's voice suddenly turned into a steady female voice, and his posture straightened.
Bing Nandong didn't respond. He had always been like this over the years, never speaking easily, not liking to pay attention to others, and doing everything as he pleased. Lin Juewan had become accustomed to this and answered for herself, "I need to send someone to investigate."
“No need.”
"Then do I need to continue to divine Fan Zhiyi's whereabouts?"
"Your soul has been severely damaged by divination. Keep it. It may be of other use." Bing Nandong said, "Have you found the whereabouts of Zhuang Yujing and He An?"
"According to the tracking, it should be among those people in the house. I have already made a hypothesis, but I dare not report it to the master before I am sure." Although she said this, Lin Juewan was suspicious. When had the master ever asked her to give up divination because of concerns about her soul? Why did he suddenly say this today? Could it be...
She looked at Yi Zhifan in the water mirror again, with a serious expression, trying to see something.
Bing Nandong chuckled softly, his eyes full of contempt. "Why put so much effort into these two idiots? They won't cause any big waves. Also, don't think or guess about things you shouldn't know."
Lin Juewan was startled and immediately admitted her mistake: "I have failed to perform my duties well. Please punish me, my lord."
Lin Juewan didn't dare to look up after waiting for a while. After waiting for a while, Lin Taiyin said, "Sister, the master has left."
Lin Juewan finally breathed a sigh of relief and handed over the initiative of her body to Lin Taiyin: "Keep a close eye on everything that happens in the Xue residence." She thought for a moment and added, "Don't pay too much attention to Yi Zhifan."
"Don't worry, sister. Just have a good rest. I'll take care of the rest."
"Um."
***
After Baibai left, Fan Zhiyi had no one to chat with without fear. Gao Da and Gao Xiao were silent, so Fan Zhiyi took the initiative to bring up the topic while sprinkling medicine on his hands: "What should we do later?"
In order to carry out his blind persona to the end, Fan Zhiyi's medicine powder was shaken all over the place, and not even half of the wound was covered.
Gao Xiao answered him irritably: "I'm thinking."
Gao Dadao said, "We need to verify the correctness of the notes we three have. The ghosts here undoubtedly abide by certain rules, namely those written on the notes we have. From what we have just observed, Gao Xiao's note is most likely correct. Ghosts will automatically avoid places with light. By the way, do you know what the note your friend has is?"
Fan Zhiyi knew that he was being pointed at. After all, they were now in the same boat, and he didn't intend to hide some information: "Xiaoman, the note he got roughly meant not to make any sound, as sound would attract ghosts. But because Xiaoman and I talked loudly many times before and after seeing this note, there was no way to verify its authenticity." It's so tiring to pretend to be blind.
"Can you please not waste the medicine?" Gao Xiao couldn't bear it any longer, so he snatched the porcelain bottle that he had just handed to Fan Zhiyi and applied the medicine to him with not-so-gentle movements.
Seeing this, Gao Da looked at Fan Zhiyi earnestly and said, "Actually, I never told you this before. When I found you, you were probably possessed by a ghost, slashing your hand repeatedly with a dagger. If I had woken you up even a little later, your hand would have been crippled."
When Fan Zhiyi heard this, he felt the blood in his body run cold and was very scared. He asked why he suddenly had so many wounds on his hands and why his clothes were covered in blood.
But fortunately, he escaped death. It is said that those who survive a disaster will have good fortune in the future. He almost died several times. Where did his fortune go?
"Ghosts are most likely to defeat those with weak minds. Pay attention." Gao Xiao concluded, then frowned at Fan Zhiyi, "Why is your face so..."
Before he could finish his words, his eyes suddenly flashed and he reacted very quickly, plugged the porcelain bottle and threw it to Gao Da, then teleported to stand in front.
The wind blew violently, and the door was toppled over by the force and crashed towards them. Gao Xiao drew his sword and slashed at the door, shattering it into pieces. Then Gao Xiao sprinted out, dodging the ghost's fierce attack and slashing it in the waist.
Gao Xiao steadied his pace, pointed his sword backhand, and increased the candle flame. In an instant, the entire room was as bright as day. But what good did this do? Suddenly, all the windows were flung open, and a cold wind rushed in. Fan Zhiyi's hair was blown tightly against his body, making him shiver and even breathing became difficult, but the breath he exhaled was scorching hot.
Only the person himself knew the exact condition of his body. Fan Zhiyi had a bad feeling. He seemed to have a fever, and it happened at this time...
"Why are there so many things suddenly?" Gao Xiao said, and his sword moves had already rushed out to clear the door, but it was not enough. These ghosts came out in droves as if they were unbridled, emerging from all conceivable and unimaginable places.
Gao Da immediately grabbed Xiao Man and threw her onto his back, saying "Excuse me," then grabbed Fan Zhiyi by the waist and rushed out the door with them. But Fan Zhiyi paused, looking down to see his ankle being grabbed by an inexplicable ghostly hand.
Before Gao Da could make a move, Fan Zhiyi had already pulled out Xiao Man's dagger, which he had kept. Fortunately, there was still blood in the blood groove. Without any further delay, he recited the exorcism spell and leaned forward to pierce the ghost hand with the dagger. The ghost hand disappeared into thin air. Fan Zhiyi looked up at Gao Da and saw Gao Da's momentary look of surprise. He said, "Let's go."
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