The old monk's emotions fluctuated greatly, and he seemed to have aged a lot in an instant.
Xiao Zhou knew that now was not the time to be sad, so he tried his best to divert his attention: "Mr. Chu, what is the Ghost Descent Formation?"
"Sacrificing countless lives, the evil spirits from hell are released. The demons descend upon the human world, bringing devastation to the living."
Chu Mu looked at his fingertips and his expression became cold.
"Someone used Peiying School as a starting point and sacrificed a student there, thus initiating the demon-descending formation. Can you recall if there were more and more supernatural events after that?"
Bai Hu's eyes were red, but his emotions seemed to have calmed down. "That's right, we only established this department after Peiying School was established."
"How often have ghost areas appeared recently?"
"High, but it's the first time someone of Peiying's level has done so."
"There will only be more and more in the future," Chu Mu leaned back, "Alas, it seems that I joined at the wrong time."
Chu Mu glanced at Monk Ji. He still looked listless, and the look in his eyes was full of self-blame.
If he is not helped, all the monk's skills will be wasted.
Chu Mu stood up and said, "Can you lend me the rooftop?"
Xiao Zhou was the only one in the room who could still follow Chu Musi's thinking: "Sure, can I ask what you want to do?"
Chu Mu's hand was already on the door handle: "Summon the soul, ask your Taoist priest Qinghe to come back and see you."
“!!”
Several people in the reception room were so shocked that they lost consciousness.
Chu Mu opened the door and a hand reached out from the side, holding the chocolate beans that Chu Mu loved.
Chi Xiusi leaned against the door, holding a cup of milk tea in his left hand: "Want to eat?"
Chu Mu ignored the chocolate beans and milk tea, only staring at Chi Xiusi's legs moving freely: "Why are you sitting in a wheelchair if you're not lame?"
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