Uninhabited areas.
After the scroll turned into starlight and disappeared.
Nagara landed on the ground in a sorry state.
She covered her face tightly, wishing she could kill herself on the spot.
"Hey, where's the prophet's mask?"
The imposing masked figure sat atop the crowd, slightly surprised to see the horrific state of Nagara. But what surprised Rahu most was that the mask was gone.
He rarely showed curiosity.
Nagara seemed to have been touched on a sore spot.
She supported herself on the ground with one hand.
He roared angrily at Rahu.
"Shut up!"
Luo Hou: "..."
Never try to reason with someone who is hysterical; he wisely refrained from continuing the argument with Nagara.
Instead, she stood up leisurely.
Walk to Nagara's side.
He discarded an identical mask.
Rahu was in a good mood and said, "I have found the Soul-Summoning Banner. I would appreciate it if the Prophet could determine whether it is genuine or not."
Nagara quickly put on the mask.
He breathed a sigh of relief, as if he had just put on clothes.
Nagara stood up: "Rahu, you must not tell anyone about this, or I will kill you."
She was about to leave after she finished speaking.
Rahu scoffed, "Leaving aside whether the prophet's power is enough to kill me, what right does an unclean prophet have to show his face to others?"
Surprisingly, Nagara showed no anger.
She slowly turned around.
Nagara stared into Rahu's eyes: "Don't think I don't know your filthy and unbearable presumptuous thoughts. Even if I'm not qualified, do you have the right to covet the king?"
Luo Hou's hand behind his back tightened suddenly.
The veins on his arms bulged out from under his sleeves.
Rahu endured it with all his might: "I have never even dared to dream of it."
Nagara laughed wildly, as if looking at an ugly duckling that overestimated its abilities: "Only you know whether you've thought about it or not, Your Excellency Rahu, don't you think so~"
After hurting each other.
Nagara left with a delighted flick of his sleeve.
Rahu was left alone, sullen and dejected.
Rahu slowly placed his hand on the mask.
Yes.
He never dared to even dream of it.
They only dared to keep their sinful thoughts hidden deep inside.
As for whether it will erupt someday in the future, he thought, only when his king is still alive.
Only then will he have time to think more.
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at the same time.
Yan Jiu watched Ma Weiwei and the others leave.
They finally left the unfinished building.
Just before leaving.
He kept looking back.
Keep an eye out for a bald dog that keeps following you around.
The bald dog felt it had disguised itself as a bush very well, completely unaware that Yan Jiu had discovered it.
Jiang Azi said, "It seems to be the only stray dog that survived the fire. We found it when we were looking for the old woman and the remains of cats and dogs."
Yan Jiu glanced at the large dog whose fur on its head was singed and whose color was no longer discernible, and waved to it.
The big dog didn't move an inch.
Pretend to be a pillar.
Yan Jiu's words were a question, but her tone was very certain: "I didn't think much of it when I saw the old woman at the time, but now that I think about it, you were the big dog that reminded her that a guest had arrived, right?"
Jiang Azi didn't follow Yan Jiu's train of thought: "When did you see the old woman? And what big dog?"
Yan Jiu pointed to the bald, large dog.
The big dog realized that it had been exposed.
It walked out of the bushes dejectedly.
The closer he got to Yan Jiu, the more unsteady his steps became.
Finally, he fell down the moment he got close to Yan Jiu.
Jiang Azi was terrified by her pitiful appearance.
Jiang Azi cried out in distress, "Oh my God!"
Yan Jiu replied, "Stop pretending."
Jiang Azi paused, her worried expression on the big dog's face: "It can even pretend to be pitiful... Is it some kind of spirit?"
Yan Jiu looked at Jiang Azi with a deep gaze.
It's as if it's saying...
Even a red-clad ghost like you can exist.
Are animals not even allowed to become spirits?
Jiang Azi shook her head and said, "But I didn't sense any demonic energy or spiritual energy on it."
Human cultivation relies on spiritual energy, which can transform the spiritual energy of heaven and earth into yang energy that the body can better absorb.
Yin spirits cannot directly absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth; they can only rely on yin energy. However, their cultivation is very slow, which leads to some evil yin spirits liking to absorb the yang energy of humans.
Demons are different from humans and ghosts.
Some demons need to be granted a title by humans before they can take human form, while others can directly absorb spiritual energy to transform into human form.
The former demon possesses demonic energy.
The latter, however, possesses a spiritual quality.
If neither is present.
It's hard to imagine that it's a demon that has become a spirit.
Yan Jiu said in a calm tone: "Because it transferred all its spiritual energy to its master."
Jiang Azi asked in surprise, "Is it that old woman?"
Yan Jiu looked at the big dog sitting on the ground with its head down: "Otherwise, its owner wouldn't have been lucky enough to live until now."
Jiang Azi's voice choked with emotion: "What a loyal Xiu Gou."
The big dog barked softly at Yan Jiu.
Yan Jiu replied, "We don't keep idle dogs in our family."
The big dog busily circled around Yan Jiu.
It means it can guard the house and property.
Yan Jiu put his hands in his pockets: "There's no doghouse in the yard."
As soon as he finished speaking...
Jiang Azi, who is obsessed with Mao Zedong, interlaced his fingers.
She clasped her hands together and rested them on her pointed chin, her eyes sparkling as she gazed at Yan Jiu.
The big dog also strained to widen its eyes and wag its tail.
Learn from Jiang Azi to act cute and coquettish.
Yan Jiu hesitated, as if he wanted to say something but then stopped.
As Jiang Azi and the big dog's tails drooped, a fleeting look of helplessness crossed Yan Jiu's eyes.
Yan Jiu compromised: "You take care of its eating, drinking, and toileting."
Jiang Azi made a peace sign with both hands and hugged Yan Jiu tightly: "Long live Ajiu~~~"
The big dog circled around the two of them, barking.
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