On the barrage: "..."
Young Taoist Ming Tan: "..."
Everyone was shocked after witnessing this scene out of the blue.
Quiet as a chicken.
But Mingtan obviously still respects his master very much.
After a brief moment of shock, he immediately came to his senses, his eyes instantly turned red, filled with despair and reluctance.
explode!
His master exploded!
This means that his master has been completely destroyed.
Master... Master...
"Zhang Huansheng has committed many evil deeds and killed countless people. In the past 30 years, all the pilgrims who came to your Zhenxie Temple to burn incense have been harmed by him, and half of them died at his hands." When Ming Tan was in despair, Jiang Ye's voice rang out.
He was stunned.
Then he looked at Jiang Ye.
A hint of shock appeared in those eyes filled with despair and reluctance.
Kill, kill countless people?
Were all those pilgrims who died inexplicably before killed by his master?
This, this...
Ming Tan stared at Jiang Ye blankly and opened his mouth as if he wanted to refute something, but when he thought of his master's appearance just now, he had no way to refute.
Master...that's Master's true face, right?
Jiang knew that it was hard for him to accept it, but he didn't try to comfort him. He even continued, "Zhang Huansheng is the Ghost King, and he's walking around in the world under the skin of the monk Zhang Yongren. It's not difficult for him to kill people without leaving any traces."
"Even though he didn't leave any traces and wasn't targeted by other cultivators or those specifically assigned to the area, the evil reputation of the Zhenxie Temple spread, and since then, the number of pilgrims to the Zhenxie Temple has become increasingly scarce."
"People living nearby didn't dare come, and people from further away never heard of it again after a long time."
"This is why the Zhenxie Temple, despite having existed for a long time and the disciples there having good cultivation, has never been very famous."
Swish——
After Ming Tan heard this, a pale and sickly look suddenly appeared on his fair little face.
Jiang also removed the immobilization spell on him.
As soon as he was untied, Ming Tan collapsed to the ground, his head lowered with lifeless eyes.
It's not that he hasn't thought about it.
Although those rumors were from more than ten or twenty years ago, in recent years, some pilgrims who burned incense at the Zhenxie Temple have died inexplicably shortly after returning. He once thought that there was an evil spirit near the Taoist temple.
For this reason, he personally went to the Taoist temple to exorcise evil spirits, but found nothing and only encountered a few little ghosts.
Those little devils couldn't do those things, so he let them go.
But he did not give up. He kept investigating after that, but there was no progress. After all, how could he suspect... that his master was the evil one?
He was spotted by his master at first sight and accepted into the Taoist temple. As soon as he entered the temple, he became the master's personal disciple. Such a master has always been the one he admires most in his heart.
But now...
"Puff--" Ming Tan could no longer bear it. His body suddenly leaned forward and he spat out a mouthful of blood.
Seeing this, his fans were all worried for him!
But Jiang still didn't comfort him.
Ming Tan didn't need her comfort. Instead, he felt a little more alive after spitting out a mouthful of blood.
He raised his head, the despair in his eyes mixed with the blood at the corner of his mouth, and smiled at Jiang Ye apologetically: "Miss Jiang, I am sorry for what happened today. I almost hurt you."
"Master Xiaodao... As for Master Xiaodao's matter, even if his soul is completely destroyed, I will definitely handle it and give you an explanation."
He seemed to hesitate when talking about Zhang Huansheng. After all, Zhang Huansheng was not Zhang Yongren as he had always thought, but a ghost king.
He is a Taoist priest, how can he recognize a ghost as his master?
However, the master he worshipped was indeed the Ghost Emperor Zhang Huansheng. This was an indisputable fact and he should not deny it.
"Thirty years ago, Zhang Yongren did indeed sacrifice his own flesh and blood to seal the Ghost Emperor Zhang Huansheng, but—"
Jiang didn't answer, but just looked at him and said, "Zhang Yongren's cultivation is not enough. Not only is he no match for Zhang Huansheng, but even if he sacrificed his own flesh and blood and used forbidden techniques, he couldn't seal the Ghost Emperor."
"In the end, he was possessed by Zhang Huansheng, and from then on, only a shell of Zhang Yongren remained in the world."
"You didn't know anything about it, so you don't have to apologize to me."
"However, the divination fee and the handling fee still need to be paid, after all—"
At this point, Jiang Ye paused for a moment, then smiled at Ming Tan's stunned gaze and said, "Zhang Huansheng has long been dissatisfied with Zhang Yongren's aging body. If you don't win the lucky bag today, he will possess you."
Possessing another's body?
Master wants to take over his body?
Ming Tan was completely stunned after hearing this.
But after what happened just now, no matter how shocking the incident was, he only remained stunned for a moment before recovering.
A bitter smile appeared on his lips: "Miss Jiang, don't worry, you saved Xiaodao's life, Xiaodao will definitely not deny your debt."
After saying that, Mingtan lowered his head and started playing with his cell phone.
He is a Taoist priest. In order to concentrate on his cultivation, he rarely uses his mobile phone. The reason he has been using it more frequently in recent days is because his master wants him to trick Miss Jiang into coming.
Mingtan couldn't help feeling uncomfortable when he thought about it.
However, he did not speak again, but quietly recharged the divination fee and the handling fee, and then handed it over.
Jiang also ended the live broadcast with him.
After the story of the young Taoist priest ended, another young monk came.
The second "lucky one" was a young monk.
The moment they saw it, the netizens were stunned for a moment.
[Little monk? Just as a little Taoist priest left, another little monk showed up? Oh my god, there really are a lot of people here tonight.]
[Wow, this little monk is so handsome! Of course, Ming Tan from earlier is also very handsome {Sister, I love you}.]
[Slut! I'm a monk. No matter how handsome I am, there's no way I can have anything with you! So... why don't you consider me? I'm handsome too. {Confidently flips her hair}]
[Tsk, you? Forget it, you're right! Tsk, t ...
[Sisters together? ]
【……】
It’s nothing, the little monk is just so handsome!
With fair skin, handsome features, and the blessing of being a monk, he looks like a green lotus.
But the more unattainable it is, the easier it is to make people fall in love with it.
"Donor Jiang, I am Wuwei. I came here today to ask you to help me save someone." The little monk did not read the barrage. He bowed to Jiang after he came up.
His tone was calm, but his brows were slightly furrowed, and he was obviously a little anxious.
Jiang Ye didn't say anything.
Seeing this, the monk Wuwei had no choice but to say again: "I know the rules of Mr. Jiang. That person is not a bad person or a criminal, and his hands are not stained with blood. She is currently cursed by a fierce ghost, so -"
"I beg you, benefactor Jiang, to help me!"
After saying this, the monk Wuwei bowed to Jiang Ye.
After bowing, when he looked up at Jiang Ye again, his eyes were no longer as peaceful as when he came, but were filled with anxiety.
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