Ling Shu Pavilion immediately exposed the matter, warning people everywhere to be wary of the wind chimes. But in the time that followed, no matter what happened outside, the wind chimes seemed to have vanished, remaining only in the island nation.
Soon, two weeks passed, and more and more countries, with the help of China, managed to bring those demon races under control.
On this day, Fengling found Yinkongmen, who was training spiritual masters.
"Old Indian, come here for a second."
"oh."
Yin Kongmen told the students present to rest first, and then left with Feng Ling.
The wind chimes led him to a small room, and Yin Kongmen asked in confusion:
"What's wrong?"
Fengling smiled, her lips pursed.
"Have you directed it these past two weeks?"
!
Yin Kongmen's face instantly turned dark.
He'd completely forgotten about it, but why do you remember?
Feng Ling pursed her lips, her expression of desperately trying to suppress her laughter making his face even uglier. This guy is probably counting down the days!
Just to see myself make a fool of myself...
"You'd better listen to my aunt, she saved your life!"
Helpless, Yin Kongmen looked around:
When was this house built?
"I already have it~ Okay, hurry up, I'm going out now."
Feng Ling handed him a test tube:
"Get it right."
Yin Kongmen remained silent with a dark expression. After Feng Ling left, he looked at the pipe in his hand, his expression becoming conflicted and pained...
An hour later, the wind chimes knocked on the door.
"Are you feeling better yet? Are you constipated?!"
Yin Kongmen slowly walked out from inside, and Feng Ling said with a smile:
"Alright, give it to me."
Yin Kongmen gave him an empty tube.
Wind chimes: ? ? ?
"What do you mean? I waited an hour, and this is what you give me?"
Yin Kongmen's face was already flushed red, and he said confidently:
"I can't figure it out!"
"ha?"
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