“Puff!”
"Hahahaha!" I don't know who couldn't hold it in, but several people behind were laughing like crazy because of Xia Yiqian's reaction.
A few people had thought that Huang Yangyang might be criticized if she went to Master Xia Yiqian and said some nonsense.
But I didn't expect Xia Yiqian to fight back in this way.
To a star who thinks he is extremely famous, saying that you don’t know him is much more humiliating than saying anything else!
Sitting opposite Xia Yiqian, a man with curly yellow shoulder-length hair, wearing a dark red shirt and a black slim-fit suit, and with an enchanting appearance, was laughing so hard that he was bent over.
He reached out and wiped away the tears of laughter, then looked at Xia Yiqian and said, "Little sister, he thinks you are as clueless as he is, so just ignore him.
My name is Zhao Xun. I’m a psychological counselor and I catch ghosts using scientific methods. Nice to meet you.
By the way, what kind of magic is your method?"
Xia Yiqian nodded to Zhao Xun, "Xia Yiqian, Taoism."
Zhao Xun was stunned for a moment, then immediately laughed, "Isn't this a coincidence?"
He pointed to the Taoist priest in a yellow robe and said, "This is Taoist Xuanyi from Tianyi Temple, a famous Taoist priest."
When she heard the other person say the word "Taoist priest", she turned her head to look over, and saw a middle-aged man who had not yet entered the Qi Refining Stage. He was also the one who always looked at her with inexplicable disgust.
He decisively withdrew his gaze, not even giving the other person a glance, which seemed to indicate that they were fed up with each other.
Taoist Xuanyi snorted coldly and said with disdain, "Evil and crooked ways."
Then he turned his head away and stopped looking at Xia Yiqian.
Zhao Xun knew that these two people didn't get along, but he didn't mind and continued to introduce a baby-faced boy to Xia Yiqian.
"Bai Lingyu, a disciple of the Chu Ma Immortal, can communicate with many animal immortals."
Bai Lingyu smiled gently at Xia Yiqian, reached out and touched the little hedgehog on her shoulder, and said in a friendly tone: "Hello, I'm Bai Lingyu."
Xia Yiqian blinked and looked at Bai Lingyu with a strange look in her eyes, "Hello."
Before Zhao Xun could continue his introduction, a charming foreign woman dressed in ancient Qing Dynasty official uniform came over and introduced herself in somewhat broken Chinese.
"Hello, my name is Meranda, and I'm a witch.
Good at divination and spiritualism."
Xia Yiqian looked at the clothes the other person was wearing and felt inexplicably familiar with them.
Isn't this what zombies are supposed to wear?
But she, a zombie, was wearing a little skirt today, while a human was wearing clothes that a zombie should wear.
"The clothes are beautiful." They suit them zombies very well.
Meranda had no idea what Xia Yiqian was imagining, and said excitedly, "That's right! I asked a friend to buy this dress at an antique shop specifically to match your Chinese culture! It cost tens of thousands of euros!"
After hearing her words, everyone in the room, except Xia Yiqian who felt that she had to ask her big enemy to buy her a set when she got home, looked at Meranda who was wearing ancient costume, with expressions that were hard to describe.
Zhao Xun didn't want this scapegoat to keep talking and lower their group's intelligence, so he raised his hand in the direction of the old monk in the cassock and said, "This is Master Fang Yi, the abbot of Buddha Temple, a very powerful and enlightened monk."
Master Fang Yi smiled at Xia Yi and said, "Thank you for your courtesy, my good believer."
Xia Yiqian looked at the old monk who was emitting a faint golden light and knew that this man was indeed quite skilled in Taoism. According to their Buddhist methods, it was estimated that the golden light on his body must have accumulated over several lifetimes to become like this.
Such people are generally not bad people. As the abbot of a temple, they also have many beliefs.
She is a zombie. Although she knows some Taoist magic, she is not a real Taoist priest. In order to have a good relationship with this old monk with many faiths and to consult him on how to run the temple to attract more believers in the future, Xia Yiqian decided to adapt to the local customs.
"Amitabha?"
Master Fang Yi smiled and said, "The donor has great wisdom."
Others: ...
Zhao Xun smiled and pointed at the extremely shriveled old man beside him, "This is Li Songtian, the corpse driver."
There was no more to say. The man just now was talking too much and boasting, so he didn't remember anything.
Xia Yiqian looked in the direction he was referring to, and her gaze finally fell on Li Songtian, and her brows unconsciously furrowed.
Aren't corpse drivers supposed to be around corpses every day? Why didn't she see any corpse energy coming from him?
Just as Xia Yiqian was wondering, the door of the live broadcast room was suddenly pushed open and the host walked in.
"I think everyone has introduced themselves, so let's go now!"
As she spoke, she swept her eyes over everyone present with a mysterious look on her face, "The place we are going to today may be a huge challenge for you!
How dangerous is the challenge?
Before that, we must first sign a life and death agreement. Once signed, we will go there regardless of life or death!"
After hearing this, all the guests except Xia Yiqian and Huang Yangyang, who thought it was a gimmick, frowned unconsciously.
I've never heard of this before, that participating in this program requires signing a life and death contract.
Zhao Xun asked in a deep voice, "Where are we going?"
The host's face remained smiling as he softly uttered three words, "Qingyun Temple."
When everyone heard this name, including Huang Yangyang, their expressions changed.
How can this be called participating in a show? This is clearly playing with your life!
Xia Yiqian's pupils shrank slightly, her hands clenched slightly, and the breathing that she deliberately imitated in her chest also accelerated.
Is it the Qingyun Temple that she knows?
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