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Ning Guowei led the way and found a spacious square for everyone, just suitable for casting spells.

This square is a fountain square with an open and flat ground. The fountain must have not been turned on for a long time, but the air in the mountains is very humid and the ground is moist. The structure of Fountain Square determines that there are several circles of sewers here. The ground is not completely solid. There are always iron manhole covers to separate the marble floors.

Ning Guowei asked Wu Ling what he was going to do, and asked the staff to lay a layer of carpet here. This carpet is obviously something that the resort has prepared for a long time. The round rug fits perfectly into the round square.

Ning Guowei introduced: "There was an event before, and this place was renovated..."

He wanted to say something else, but was interrupted by the man in the robe.

The man in the robe signaled Wu Ling to start, "Let's solve it as soon as possible. We've spent enough time here."

He said this, and others had no objection. The two monks seemed to have brought their own apprentices with them to make the preparations they needed while they watched the fun.

Ye Qing also came over, but he stood far away with his hands in his pockets, looking very relaxed.

Wu Ling opened his backpack, still using the prepared ink, and began to draw formations on the carpet.

The formation she drew this time was very large. She directly used this circular square as the canvas. Judging from her speed, it would take a long time to draw like this.

The man in the robe frowned, "Do you need such a complicated magic circle?"

The old man of the Wu family was very uneasy.

Wu Ling took the time to answer: "I'm not sure what happened to that ghost. Making more preparations can reduce future accidents."

The man in the robe pouted.

Some of the other people watching nodded.

The old man of the Wu family breathed a sigh of relief.

I looked at Ye Qing.

Ye Qing's face was mosaic and his expression could not be seen, but he tilted his head and was not looking at Wu Ling, but looking elsewhere.

I followed his line of sight and saw only a forest.

This resort should be very high-end. Every villa and building is surrounded by greenery, which protects privacy very well.

Judging by time, this was a resort twenty years ago. I didn’t even know that twenty years ago, there was such a thing as a resort in our country, and the tourism industry was so developed. Little did I know that I already had the concept of privacy at this time.

I was just distracted for a moment when I saw Ye Qing turn his head and seemed to be looking at me.

I felt a little nervous.

Mainly overwhelmed.

Ye Qing doesn't know my existence now, and I don't know what Ye Qing has experienced in the past. What would be the result of communicating with Ye Qing now?

Was Ye Qing treated as a gibbering evil spirit and eliminated? Or did Ye Qing believe what I said and take measures to change the future?

Would it be good to change the future like this?

Is it possible to avoid the tragedy of everyone in Qingye?

Or will it be like what happened with Mo Wen, where every change I make will have a worse impact?

I have no idea.

I'm afraid to try it.

I still remember why I entered the dream state. It's because a crazy spirit appeared in Minqing City and was conducting crazy trials. That spirit also has a deep relationship with Wu Ling.

Let’s solve this first. As for whether to change the future...

Ye Qing and I looked at each other.

They were probably looking at each other, but I didn't know if he was really looking at me.

A few seconds later, Ye Qing suddenly turned his head again.

"Uhhhhhh-"

There were screams from the direction he was facing before.

My heart tightened.

Ning Guowei reacted immediately and said: "Go and see what happened!" He turned his head and sincerely asked others to follow him and have a look.

The man in the robe said disdainfully: "A few wild men kicked the iron plate, what is there to see?"

"The poor Taoist should help Miss Wu here." The Taoist priest said with a smile.

The two monks closed their eyes and chanted sutras without any distractions.

The remaining man from the Republic of China shook his head, "It's your own fault. God's will."

"If you don't do evil, you won't survive. It's God's will." The Taoist priest stopped smiling and said with a sigh, "He is also a miserable person."

He seemed to be more compassionate than the two monks, but he glanced at Ye Qing as if he was interested in watching a show.

I feel uncomfortable in my heart. Maybe it's because of his words, or maybe it's because of the rabbit's death and the fox's sadness.

Although those weirdos didn't give me a good feeling, they should be my kind, ordinary people with inexplicable abilities, and were forced to get involved in this kind of thing.

Master Xuan Qing has no discrimination against people like us. It’s just that we are a little greedy for life and fear death, and always slip away without a trace, leaving the mess to ourselves to solve.

Ye Qing and the others have always had contacts with these professionals. Although I was not naive enough to think that all the good people in this supernatural professional circle were good people, I did not expect that there would be two distinct factions here. In my original vision, everyone should be in the same boat, and be hated by God, and they might die at any time. It stands to reason that the entire circle should be united.

As I was thinking about this, I heard another scream.

This time it was an old woman's voice, sharp and harsh, accompanied by the buzzing sound of insects.

Looking at the direction where the sound came from, a dark cloud of insects rose up there. The insects seemed to be disturbed by something and flew away in all directions. Some of them flew to the square and passed by without causing any big trouble.

But this situation is no longer right.

"Not one?" The man in the robe frowned.

"The speed is too fast." The monk stopped chanting and said.

With that said, everyone looked at Wu Ling.

"How long do you want?" the man in the robe urged impatiently.

"Is it possible that Mr. Leng can't deal with this ghost on his own?" the Taoist priest asked with a smile.

The man in the robe snorted.

The monk asked: "How confident are you that you can win the battle? I don't need the poor monk to take action then, right?"

The Taoist priest kept smiling, "Monk, you should take care of your own people."

As soon as these words came out, the expressions of both monks changed.

"Yeah!"

"Help--"

Two more screams, again from a different direction.

This time the voice was very childish.

Since I arrived here, I have only seen two children, the little monks brought by these two monks.

The two monks called Ning Guowei, who turned pale, and immediately went to check on their own people.

The Taoist priest laughed twice.

Ning Guowei did not dare to leave and asked the supervisor to lead the way.

I saw that the supervisor's legs were weak and he could hardly stand. He was forced to walk out by two monks, and I couldn't help but sympathize with him.

But I can't do anything now.

The Yin Qi I feel is still the kind of mist-like Yin Qi that diffuses, which is very strange. When someone was harmed, I didn't feel any change in the yin energy.

Is this really a ghost?

I couldn't help but have this suspicion.

To be precise, is this really a human ghost? Animals also have ghosts, right? Cats can turn into ghosts after death. The people in Qingye have encountered this, so other animals should also be able to do so, right?

But this shouldn't be animals like cats and dogs. What could this pervasive Yin Qi be?

I feel like my imagination is a bit lacking.

"He's here." Ye Qing suddenly whispered in a low voice.