The ghost carrying the coffin of a dragon giving birth to a son

Zhong Ji didn't care at all about my attitude and still said with a smile on his face:

"Master Ding, there are two main reasons for coming to you this time."

"The first thing is to apologize to Master Ding. What happened in Longjiang City last time was indeed our fault. Please forgive Master Ding."

With that said, Zhong Ji bowed to me again with a very respectful attitude.

Seeing Zhong Ji's attitude, I felt a flash of surprise in my heart. Is this man sincere in putting down his identity to apologize to me?

I said calmly:

"What's the second thing?"

Zhong Ji said in a deep voice:

"This second thing is about the strange spirit. I hope Master Ding can help us."

I pretended to be surprised and asked:

"What can I help you with about supernatural spirits?"

"My magic power is far inferior to that of Elder Zhong. Can I handle things that Elder Zhong can't handle?"

Zhong Ji smiled bitterly and said:

"Master Ding, please stop taunting me."

"Master Ding easily killed the foreign spirit. This has already been spread. Who doesn't know what Master Ding is capable of?"

"Foreign spirits are difficult to deal with, especially because their ability to hide is too strong. We suffered another big loss last night."

I asked in surprise:

"Did another strange spirit appear last night?"

Zhong Ji nodded and said seriously:

"Master Ding, there was indeed a strange spirit coming last night. We suffered a big loss, but it was Maoshan who took action in time and beat the strange spirit away."

"If Mao Shan hadn't taken action last night, the consequences would have been disastrous."

I frowned. Are these alien spirits crazy? Why are they attacking like this?

I vaguely smelled an unusual aura. These strange spirits were so crazy. They must have some other intention.

Seeing me frowning in thought, Zhong Ji said in a deep voice:

"Coming to ask Master Ding for help this time is not only my intention, but also Maoshan's intention."

"Master Ding, we are really helpless. We can't do anything about the strange spirit. Please ask Master Ding to help us."

Originally, I wanted to join in the fun, so I said:

"Elder Zhong, don't overestimate me. I'm just a little mage. I don't know if I can be of any help."

Zhong Ji showed a bright smile on his face and said hurriedly:

"Master Ding is a young genius, he can definitely do it. I would like to thank Master Ding on behalf of everyone."

I went back to the room to tidy up, and then asked Bai Lin to come over and take a look.

On the way to Gong's house, Zhong Ji wanted to get close to me, but I refused. I didn't want to talk to him.

Although he has apologized for what happened last time, I still feel a disconnect in my heart.

Seeing my attitude, Zhong Ji smiled bitterly and didn't force himself any further.

On the other hand, the two people brought by Zhong Ji were very dissatisfied with my attitude. From time to time they would glance at me coldly, but I ignored them.

When I arrived at the Gong family of the Demon Controller, my dear, there were many people coming to this Gong family. They were all Feng Shui practitioners, and they had several powerful auras.

Before I entered the living room, several people came over and said to me with a smile:

"Junior Brother Ding, I've been waiting for you to come, but I'm almost exhausted."

The person who spoke was a young man. Judging from his clothes and aura, he was a disciple of Maoshan.

Because of Lao Su and various other reasons, I have a good sense of Maoshan disciples. I smiled and saluted:

"Senior brother is too polite and complimentary. Ding Lin is just a three-legged cat, how can he be on the stage!"

Cheng Liang suddenly laughed dumbly and said:

"Junior Brother Ding is so polite. Although Junior Brother Ding is young, his spiritual practice is profound. He is like a rising star. He is a role model that senior brothers need to learn from."

"Furthermore, Junior Brother Ding is already a famous figure in Feng Shui Xuanmen and is a powerful figure in Feng Shui Xuanmen. These are not things we can compare with."

Facing such praise from Cheng Liang, I felt a little embarrassed.

Maybe it's because of Lao Su, but I can feel that Cheng Liang's words are sincere.

Several people behind Cheng Liang also showed friendly smiles to me and looked at me with curiosity.

Cheng Liang introduced to me:

"Junior Brother Ding, let me introduce myself. My name is Cheng Liang. They are..."

Cheng Liang introduced the people around him to me, laughed and chatted for a few words, and then we arrived in the living room.

There were already many people sitting in the living room, all sitting together in small groups to discuss.

When those people saw me coming in, they all looked at me in unison.

The eyes that looked at me had various expressions, including curiosity, admiration, jealousy and hatred.

I simply ignored those glances, and other people's opinions had nothing to do with me.

When my eyes swept across inadvertently, I saw a few people sitting in the corner, and a strange color flashed in my eyes.

In the corner were several young women, looking at me too.

Feeling the breath on their bodies, I said to myself:

"Good guys, people from the Shenxiao sect are here too."

The Shenxiao sect also wanted to steal my Dragon Snake Pen last time in Longjiang City. It's hard for me to have a good impression of them.

Those women looked over at me and looked at me with provocation in their eyes.

My eyes were slightly cold. Do these women think they are women and I dare not beat them?

I smiled and asked Cheng Liang:

"Senior Brother Cheng, are these people here to kill the alien spirits?"

A young man named Liu Kang next to Cheng Liang said:

"Senior Brother Ding, how can there be such a good thing? Most of them are just here to join in the fun, and there are only a few who can actually take action."

"If the supernatural spirit really comes, they can't count on it."

Liu Kang's words may have been a little loud, but the people next to him heard them, and someone immediately shouted angrily:

"Little Taoist priest, don't talk nonsense if you don't understand. Who do you think is just joining in the fun?"

"You little Taoist priest just likes to talk nonsense. When your grandfather caught ghosts and eliminated them, you were not even born yet."

Liu Kang was startled by this posture and couldn't help but shrink his neck.

Cheng Liang frowned and looked at the man with cold eyes.

The man obviously seemed to be talking about Liu Kang, but it sounded like he was targeting their group.

I glanced at the yelling man. He was a big man. He had an aura that was both good and evil, and he didn't look like a good person.

Cheng Liang glanced at the man coldly and snorted:

"Come from Yinshan?"

"Hmph, my junior brother's words are disturbing your business?"

"If you are not convinced, just clear a path, and we in Maoshan will follow."

The accomplices next to the big man hurriedly threw their hands in this direction to apologize, and pulled the guy back.

I glanced over there and said thoughtfully:

"Senior Brother Cheng, does the Yinshan Sect have any grudge against Maoshan?"

Cheng Liang nodded and said:

"The Yinshan faction is unscrupulous in doing things. They had many conflicts with Maoshan in the early years, and they have always had grievances."

"Junior Brother Ding, let's not talk about this matter. Let's talk about the supernatural spirits. I want to hear your opinion."

I said casually:

"There were three supernatural beings who tried to kill me last night, but I killed them."

I don't know what's wrong with what I said. I just know that as soon as I said this, the living room became quiet, and everyone looked at me with very strange eyes.

I asked puzzledly:

"Why are you looking at me like that? Did I say something wrong?"