Feng Qingge nodded, raised her hands slightly, touched her right wrist with her left hand, took something out, and held it in her hand.
Upon closer inspection, they realized it was a string of white, hard Buddhist prayer beads with red lines and patterns inside.
Qi Quan was surprised to see his young master take out the Buddhist prayer beads. He knew that these prayer beads were his young master's treasure and he rarely showed them to others. Usually, his young master only wore them on his wrist.
“Golden Bodhi Seeds.” Mo Linyuan glanced at them indifferently and then identified them.
"Good taste." Feng Qingge lowered her eyes, twirled the Buddhist beads in her hand, and slowly curled the corners of her lips.
These prayer beads were a gift from her master, intended to suppress the yin energy in her body. However, after her modifications, they have clearly become a great asset to her.
Without looking at the others, she fiddled with her prayer beads, slowly closed her eyes, and muttered something under her breath.
The people behind him couldn't understand what he was hearing; they only knew it was obscure and difficult-to-understand scripture.
Suddenly, the wind rose, the clouds stopped, and the clouds that had been obscuring the moon moved away, revealing the moon's true face.
At this moment, the bright moon shone down, and the surroundings were no longer pitch black. The silver light allowed the group to see each other clearly, as well as the Bagua diagram formation.
The wind inside the formation was obviously much stronger than the wind outside. The talismans were rustling loudly, and the black cloth was fluttering wildly. If it weren't for the peach wood sword holding it in place, these two things would probably have been blown away long ago.
The wind whipped up dust, howling and causing havoc within the Bagua diagram.
Just then, Feng Qingge suddenly opened her eyes and stopped reciting the scriptures.
The wind within the array also stopped, the talismans ceased their rustling, and everything seemed to stand still.
Suddenly, a sharp cry pierced the silent sky, startling the group awake.
Looking again, there was now an extra person inside the Bagua formation that originally contained only a peach wood sword and talismans—no, it should be said that there was a ghost.
The woman was dressed in pink, and looked charming and lovely, but her face was pale, and her lips were completely bloodless; she looked sickly.
The woman seemed somewhat confused. Just now, she felt a sharp pain all over her body, as if countless hands were tearing at her soul. When she opened her eyes again, she found herself here.
Furthermore, she seemed unable to move; her body appeared to be immobilized, unable to move even an inch.
"Stop struggling, my soul-summoning spell has never failed." Feng Qingge kindly reminded her, but also made her aware of how many people were still there.
Sure enough, upon hearing this, the female ghost raised her head and saw the faces of the people clearly. However, when her eyes swept over Mo Linyuan, she paused for a moment. It was obvious that the people present had also seen him clearly.
As soon as the female ghost saw him, she hurriedly lowered her head, her panicked eyes like those of a frightened rabbit, completely unlike her fierce demeanor yesterday.
"Hehe." It was her appearance that made Feng Qingge laugh, but it was more of a mockery.
Anyone with eyes could see that this so-called princess liked Mo Linyuan, but was also very afraid of him. Moreover, she lowered her head whenever she saw him, clearly not wanting Mo Linyuan to recognize her.
However, Mo Linyuan remained indifferent. His gaze hadn't changed since the female ghost appeared, indicating that he didn't remember who she was at all.
Seemingly aware that Feng Qingge was mocking her for being delusional, the female ghost shrank back, her head bowed as low as it could go, looking both self-conscious and pitiful.
"Why did you harm the servants of my residence, and why are you entangled with the Regent's Palace?" Mo Linyuan spoke, his voice icy, his eyes like blades, cutting into the female ghost.
"I..." The female ghost wanted to argue, but when she looked up and saw the coldness and distance in Mo Linyuan's eyes, she suddenly deflated and lowered her head. So he didn't recognize her. Ha, so he didn't care about her no matter what she did.
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