The ancestor who passed through the book became a villain, and his junior sister gave up on therapy.

Silence was Nan Xin's tonight. He rubbed Qin Yuan's head with a headache: "It's not that I won't give you more, my dear disciple, your limit is three times."

"!!!"

"Who said that! I'm very strong!"

"I'm not talking about the random thoughts in your head..."

Nan Xin held Bai Mao's neck collar and asked her to stand obediently, and her expression became serious:

"Don't use these three phantom arrays indiscriminately. They should be used at the most appropriate time. Of course, the stronger the phantom array is not, the better. Sometimes a small visual deception can have the same effect. Remember?"

"Oh, remember." Qin Yuan nodded his little head, probably because he knew that he couldn't gather the wool and his whole body was wilting.

Nan Xin: "..."

Nan Xin: "You finish Ghost King Yuhua, and I'll give it to you again."

"!!!"

"three times!"

"Boom!" Qin Yuan's head was knocked, and he burst into tears on the spot: "Just once, pick and pick..."

"You won't stop talking nonsense again..."

"Master Nan is so kind, thank you Master Nan!" Nan Xin sighed silently at the speed of his facial expression change at the dominant level, but the smile at the corner of his mouth was filled with a hint of endearment.

"Let's get down to business, do you know what Ghost King Yuhua is?"

"do not know."

"The Ghost King's Journey to China is a ghost festival in the upper world. It will open in half a month. At that time, the ghost world will be connected with the mortal world and accept the ghosts who have died in the mortal world." Nan Xin explained:

"Of course, there will be dishonest ghosts in the travel world. They may mix in the passages and take this opportunity to go to the earthly world and occupy the bodies of mortals to be reborn."

"What the monks have to do is to kill these sneaky fishermen and accumulate evil virtue."

"Oh..." Qin Yuan understood a little: "Isn't it similar to me killing demons in the lower realm and accumulating merit? I understand, I am knowledgeable in this aspect."

"...No." Nan Xin patted her head again: "It's not that simple. Ghost King Youhua also has the word Ghost King."

"Similar to the demon Tai Sui?"

"There's nothing wrong with you saying that..."

"Isn't that different?"

What should I do, want to break her teeth again?Why are my good disciples so secretive in this life?

Nan Xin was silent, and simply carried her over to Qin Yuan, using the power of deception to beat her to death. The latter immediately couldn't say a word.

"The Ghost King is the leader of the ghost clan, but he is not the supreme leader. Don't ask why he is not the supreme leader. He was killed by Master Wen when he was promoted to the Human Emperor."

Qin Yuan: "..."

"Everyone wants to climb up, let alone ghosts. When ghost kings enter the world, they don't want to seize mortals. They want to hunt monks, accumulate their merits, and move up."

"The Ghost King's strength is probably around that of Xuanxian. This trip must be very dangerous. That's why I told you not to use the three magic formations indiscriminately. If the car suddenly overturns, I may not be able to rush over to save you."

After Nan Xin finished speaking, she felt Qin Yuan's little hand pinch her arm a little harder. Understanding that she had something to say, he temporarily let go of her death door: "Don't say useless things."

"..."

"Master Nan, I have a question that I can't figure out?" Qin Yuan looked at him: "That's... why do I have to participate in the Ghost King Tour of China? I don't seem to lack that bit of yin virtue?"

"According to what you said, the three realm-ignoring illusions you give me now will be used when the Ghost King travels to China, and you will give it to me again afterwards."

"But if I don't go, even though I won't be able to get what you give later, I can still carry it if I stay three times, play three times and play once."

There were no loopholes in her language, and her logic was rigorous. Nan Xin was speechless, and she didn't know how to refute it for a moment?

All kinds of layout and calculations, can't resist my good disciple, why don't I go?

"Master Nan, am I right?" Qin Yuan was so angry that people were willing to die, so Nan Xin simply stopped hiding it: "This time, Ghost King Youhua, if you operate well, Xiao Xianghe and Wen The favorability of the Emperor of Heaven has been greatly improved."

"!!!"

"What ghost king Youhua? It's obviously my Qin Yuan's Happy Day!"

Nan Xin: "I knew..."

"Okay, okay, there's still half a month left. Go back and prepare. Find the right people and get twice the result with half the effort."

Nan Xin left the dreamland after speaking meaningfully, and Qin Yuan slowly woke up from his deep sleep.

But... everyone on the wealthy gold chariot huddled at the edge, looking at her with horror on their faces?

"What's wrong?" Qin Yuan didn't know, so Yizhen pointed down. When she lowered her head, she saw that the spiritual water all over the ground seemed to be flooding the chariot!

"Uh……"

"Good man, you don't have erotic dreams anymore, do you?"

"No." Qin Yuan silently controlled his mind and took back all the spiritual water. The ghost would have an erotic dream about Nan Xin!

Just as she was thinking this, a vague itching pain came from her teeth again...

"Do it! Do it to death! I can't see Master Nan in my dream all night, and I feel empty, lonely and cold!"

Nan Xin: "...There is no need to be so exaggerated."

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While Qin Yuan was sleeping, the rich golden chariot had already driven from the sky to the earth. The reason was that the senior sister and the others did not come up.

As for why she knew this?Because Fifth Senior Sister An Ran used jade slips to contact everyone, only Senior Sister and Fourth Senior Sister found no such person.

The rule of the upper world is that if it does not go to heaven once, the jade slip cannot pass through the barrier and reach the earth.

The rich golden chariot was parked above a building. It was invisible to mortals on the road, so there was no need to worry about causing panic.

Everyone hid their bodies and came down. Qin Yuan looked at the towering buildings. The words "Send Chun Kiln" full of burning gas were somewhat unbearable to look at.

Feng Liuzi's eyelids twitched and he patted Bai Mao's shoulder: "Xiao Yuanyuan, are you sure that the senior sister and Xiao Xiayan will be here?"

"I...I'm not so sure now..." After learning that the senior sister Su Cheng had not gone to heaven, a vague picture appeared in Qin Yuan's mind. A high-rise building was in flames and white clothes were playing the piano?

The more she tried to see clearly what it was, the harder it became to see clearly, but her intuition told her that it was Senior Sister.

So Qin Yuan described the building he saw to the "locals" Qing Lianyu and Sejinxiu, and the brown-haired fox immediately concluded that it was the brothel in the world and the Chun Kiln.

Brothel!The brothel sends spring kiln!

Fourth senior sister Xia Yan didn't know, but would a conservative senior sister enter a brothel?This was as shocking as Qin Yuan stretching himself and hitting the dog Chen Ming to death.

etc!Why is Shangshan always associated with brothels?In the past, there was the master dancing in the brothel, and in the back, there was the senior sister in the brothel. I don’t know what she was doing?

"Hey, what dirty things are you two thinking!" Se Jinxiu rolled her eyes: "Who told brothels that they have to do the business of giving away guests? Can't you just listen to music in the Qing Dynasty?"

Qin Yuan and Feng Liuzi looked at each other silently, then looked up at the words "Send Spring Kiln" and "Send Spring". When they looked at Se Jinxiu again, they didn't say anything, but they seemed to have said everything.

"Uh... that's just a name..." The brown-furred fox's ears turned red. Why did she keep defending Chun Yao?Because this is her earthly inheritance without heaven.

Before monks in the upper realm enter the Tao, they live in the mortal world. Only heaven can learn and practice...