Last night, he suspected they might be experts from some reclusive sect. Although he was frightened, he wasn't too worried and fell asleep while thinking about it.
But now... the tiger is speaking human language!
Damn it, even if a reclusive master is incredibly powerful, he's still a human, not a tiger. Therefore, the humanoid creature appearing in this house is definitely more than just a human.
As a director, despite living in a harmonious society, Zhou Dehai had heard of many strange and unusual things. He even knew two or three reputable Taoist priests, since film crews always had to pay homage to various gods and Buddhas before each shoot.
Furthermore, he knew that a few years ago, a director who made a ghost movie even specially hired a Taoist priest to oversee the film crew. It was said that making ghost movies made it easier for the film's atmosphere to attract such spirits.
Yin Huan smiled and sat down next to Zhou Dehai, reassuring him, "What we are doesn't matter, anyway, you won't remember later."
"No, I don't want to lose my memory."
Zhou Dehai clutched his head, fearing that Yin Huan might take advantage of his momentary lapse in attention and use some kind of amnesia-inducing device to make him forget what happened that night.
Life is short, and you might never have such a magical experience in your lifetime.
Zhou Dehai was afraid, but he never thought of erasing this memory. As a director, his experience was his capital for success; perhaps he could use this experience next time he made a film about a fairy romance.
Moreover, he didn't believe that Silver Ring and the others harbored any ill intentions towards him. These people were so capable; if they wanted to harm him, he would probably be dead long ago.
"Aren't you afraid?" Silver Ring asked in surprise.
Are you so scared that you're keeping the memory to have nightmares?
"Even if you're afraid, don't lose your memory." Zhou Dehai was very honest.
Once he understood, Zhou Dehai's fear dissipated considerably.
Yin Huan frowned, thought for a moment, and said, "Fine, but you can't spread our identities around."
In fact, Yin Huan was not very willing to erase Zhou Dehai's memory.
Zhou Dehai was a very humorous person, and he was one of her only two friends in the world, one being Ahui and the other being him.
She didn't want to hide anything from her friends; she always felt a distance between them, which made her feel inexplicably hypocritical.
How wonderful it is to have Ahui! After a period of fear, Ahui now gets along with her very harmoniously. At first, she was attracted to his cooking skills, but after living together for a while, that little thought was long gone. She really enjoys the atmosphere with Ahui.
Ahui would take her out to play and let her experience many things she had never seen or played before.
The result of their genuine friendship was that Ahui would always bring her local specialties when he went back to his hometown. He would take her shopping for clothes after receiving his salary. He would even top up her in-game currency.
Of course, she didn't leave empty-handed. She gave Ah Hui her elder brother's whip completely and even helped Ah Hui refine the whip into his signature weapon.
After her elder brother transformed into a serpent, his whip became useless. It was a pity to discard it, but it wasn't convenient to use. Upon returning to Penang, he severed his connection with the whip.
Moreover, she used the power of Nuwa to refine a Soul-Nourishing Grass she found in Bamian Mountain and gave it to Ahui to eat.
Ah Hui's cultivation has now leaped forward by leaps and bounds, and his spiritual consciousness is now more than a size larger than that of ordinary cultivators. However, because everyone else is a demon and doesn't know how humans cultivate, he has never been able to unleash his true strength.
However, she had already sent Ah Hui to make contact with Song Tianshan, who occasionally appeared in her sight. Bai Mao had said that Song Tianshan's cultivation was quite good; perhaps by interacting with him more, she could learn a thing or two.
Zhou Dehai was quite old, with a wealth of knowledge and experience, and many insights into life. Yinhuan had learned a great deal from him during the six months she spent with him. Therefore, Yinhuan truly treated this man, who was nearing sixty, as an elder brother.
"I promise I won't tell anyone about tonight's events," Zhou Dehai immediately assured Yin Huan.
Yin Huan smiled and said, "I believe what Brother Zhou says. It's almost dawn. I'll have Hu Yi and Ahui go back to the film set with you later. I have something to do today, so I won't be going."
“Okay, you’re busy. If Hu Yi and Ahui have something to do, they don’t need to go to the set today. Hu Yi’s scenes are almost finished, so postponing them for a day or two won’t hurt.” Zhou Dehai calmed down and was much more normal when facing Yin Huan again.
Silver Ring: "How could I possibly delay your business? They'll go back with you in a little while."
Their conversation proceeded as usual, but Yin Huan could still detect politeness in Zhou Dehai's tone. However, Yin Huan wasn't annoyed. After all, Zhou Dehai was a normal person, and it was quite remarkable that he could recover from his initial fear so quickly upon first encountering these strange people and was even trying to accept them.
After spending more time together, perhaps he will be able to have a normal relationship with her, just like Ah Hui.
Zhou Dehai, having weathered countless storms, didn't react with the same unease as Ahui at first. After a week, he started calling Yinhuan again, inviting her to the film set.
But Yin Huan has been unable to get away these past few days; she is currently working hard to learn to chant scriptures from Bai Mao.
Buddhist scriptures are profound and difficult to pronounce.
Even if she has a good memory, she will unconsciously pause for a moment while reading.
The demon souls imprisoned within the Demon-Locking Banner have been enslaved by evil forces, committing countless murders and atrocities. Even for someone like Yin Huan, a descendant of Nuwa with immense merit, it's not something that can be easily converted.
Therefore, the first step in performing a ritual to help the deceased is to recite the scriptures fluently and without making any mistakes.
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