As if sensing Linghu Lan's resentment, the vortex slowly disappeared under Linghu Lan's gaze.
Linghu Lan touched her brow again; the mark was still there. She wondered if it would disappear later. She wasn't sure.
She turned and came to Luo Ran'er's side. Luo Ran'er was charred black and lay on the ground, looking utterly hopeless. She had been struck by lightning several times and was questioning her life: Why could someone who could summon ghosts also summon lightning? So many Taoists from the Wandao Sect were trying to deal with her and could have captured her, but instead, an incredibly powerful ghost came out and helped her. She really was blessed by heaven.
Upon seeing Linghu Lan, Luo Ran'er's eyes flashed with nothing but hatred.
Linghu Lan looked down at her, her voice devoid of emotion: "Having obtained Ku Xi's Yin-Yang Eyes and Yin-Yang Secret Techniques, do you think you necessarily understand Ku Xi? Have you ever truly understood her?"
Luo Ran'er was taken aback. "You know Ku Xi?"
"I know a little more than you do."
"You killed her." Luo Ran'er said righteously, her eyes red as she looked at Linghu Lan.
I don't think so.
"Ku Xi clearly died in a car accident. Do you dare say that it wasn't because of those things you wrote in your novel that Ku Xi died?" Luo Ran'er was somewhat exasperated.
Linghu Lan said softly, "A car accident happens every two seconds in this world. Are all car accidents going to be blamed on me? Miss Luo, isn't your way of solving problems a bit too simplistic and crude? I can't agree with this kind of unfounded inference that someone is guilty."
Luo Ran'er blushed slightly, and she stared at Linghu Lan with disdain: "Those who want to escape punishment all say the same thing to you."
Linghu Lan scoffed, "You not only don't understand Ku Xi, but you also don't understand me, Luo Ran'er. In the field of Taoist arts, you are a novice. Novices must be humble and not be too arrogant. Although you have Ku Xi's eyes, what you see is not the world that Ku Xi sees. The world that Ku Xi sees is far more wonderful than what you see."
Luo Ran'er was stunned.
Linghu Lan quickly walked out of the ghost wall that had been shattered by lightning. The bustling street reappeared in front of her. She quickly hailed a taxi, left the scene, and returned to Wenmo's home. The first thing she did was turn on her computer and open the novel called "The Painter".
Last time, Wenmo wrote about a cat that was made into dog meat hot pot, but the cat automatically came back to play with its owner's child. After that, Linghu Lan felt that her writing skills were not good enough, so she took a break and did not continue updating.
However, after personally experiencing the Spirit Cat incident, Linghu Lan urgently needed to verify her thoughts and Wenmo's abilities. She thought for a moment, then continued writing:
The woman hurriedly picked up her son and ran outside. The cat skin, flying through the air, ran even faster than her, suddenly blocking her path. The child giggled and reached out to touch the cat skin. I couldn't resist any longer and jumped out from my hiding place, shouting, "Don't touch it!"...
Linghu Lan's writing skills were really limited, and the descriptions weren't very exciting. But just to verify her ideas, she had to bite the bullet and try her best to write. She wrote about two thousand words and then ended the story of the spirit cat.
Then, the writing style shifts, speeding up the pace, and describes how the female and male protagonists need to find some tools to get into the mountains...
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