After hearing her true feelings, the vicious female partner was stunned

"No, the aroma of wine is not afraid of the depth of the alley, that's what they say."

……

As the four of them walked up the stairs, they heard people praising the apricot blossom stuffed wine.

"Third senior brother, don't you want a pot?" Jiang Zhi asked gently.

"Then I'll definitely have a pot, but let's go to Xinghua Village to drink this pot." Xichen Jingqing grinned.

"Okay." Jiang Zhi responded.

She felt the box at her waist shaking violently again.

Jiang Zhimo held her down again.

"Monk, come down to my room and discuss something with you." Jiang Zhi glanced at the monk.

The monk smiled: "Okay."

The servant took the four people to the room and left.

In Jiang Zhi's room, the monk was sitting next to the chair. The female ghost floated out of the box. It seemed that she was not prepared. She fell directly to the ground from a cloud of smoke, and took shape like she was kneeling on the ground.

Her hands were grasping her long black hair, but her entire pale face had turned black, and her look of death became more obvious.

Her long hair was torn off, and the female ghost sister screamed: "Ahhhhhh, damn it, damn it..."

The female ghost sister suddenly looked at Jiang Zhi with a terrifying and bleeding face, as if she was going to attack Jiang Zhi, but she continued to turn her head quickly and pull her hair back.

His black hair was torn and fell to the floor.

Needless to say, Jiang Zhi was indeed startled just now. After all, it was quite sudden, and it had been a long time since she had seen the female ghost sister look so ferocious.

Jiang Zhi looked at the monk.

"Isolation formations have been added so that others will not affect others." The monk said.

Jiang Zhi:......

'Is that what I'm asking! '

"That's not what I'm asking, what's wrong with her?" Jiang Zhi stared and said, "She started going crazy from the moment she entered this inn."

"A month ago, the poor monk helped her take out all the nails from her bones." The monk said slowly, "She should have recovered her memory long ago. She asked the poor monk to help her control her resentment, and the poor monk then Taught her.”

"We have been under control very well in the past few days, but there is only one reason why we are so out of control." The monk said slowly, "That is because he is very close to his enemy."

Jiang Zhi paused: "The nearest village is Xinghua Village."

"The poor monk thinks it has something to do with this apricot blossom brew." The monk touched the Buddhist bead and said, "The fortune will rise to the sky, and every time it rises, it will decline."

"Sister Female Ghost looks confused and can't answer." Jiang Zhi sighed, "But according to what you said, we just need to find the family that is most famous for making apricot blossom wine."

"Ahhhhhh!" There was another shrill scream.

The female ghost sister began to dig into her body with her long nails.

Jiang Zhi's eyelids trembled: "Monk, is it really okay for the female ghost sister to be like this?"

"If you don't hurt others, you will hurt yourself. This is her way of maintaining some sanity." The monk touched the beads and said, "Emitābha."

"Will it hurt?" Jiang Zhi asked again.

The monk was stunned for a moment and said, "Of course it will hurt."

Jiang Zhi frowned slightly, but the female ghost sister could only rely on the pain to wake herself up.

"Monk, what need to be done?" Jiang Zhi looked at the monk, "Kill that scumbag? Or kill that scumbag?"

"Good will be rewarded with good, and evil will be rewarded with evil. As long as a grudge ghost kills his enemy, he can be saved by me, the monk." The monk frowned and thought, "But she is different. Not only is she resentful, but she is also cursed and cannot be reincarnated. The situation is a bit complicated, and I need to go to the field to find out."

Jiang Zhi saw more and more blood flowing out of the female ghost sister's body, and she began to pull her hair again, and her hair seemed to help her stay rational.

Half of her scalp was bleeding.

"Sister Female Ghost, try to use your will to overcome your resentment." Jiang Zhi couldn't bear it and squatted in front of Sister Ghost, "Resentment is nothing more than controlling your will. Why can't you control it?"

The monk's hand touching the beads paused and he looked at Jiang Zhi. Although this sentence is difficult for strong ghosts, it does make sense.

However, there are very few ghosts who can control their resentment with their will. If they can, they are usually powerful ghost cultivators.

The female ghost is obviously not that. She is just an ordinary person who turned into a resentful ghost and is supported by resentment. How can she control resentment?

The female ghost sister suddenly raised her penetrating face and looked at Jiang Zhi, then grabbed Jiang Zhi's neck and threw Jiang Zhi to the ground.

Jiang Zhi's heart beat slightly with fright.

However, there was no pain in my neck, and there was no feeling of suffocation.

She looked at the female ghost sister in surprise.

The female ghost's two blood-stained hands were trembling slightly as she pinched Jiang Zhi's neck, but she was controlling it to prevent it from hurting Jiang Zhi.

The next second the female ghost touched Jiang Zhi's sight, suddenly jumped back to her original position, and suddenly pulled off a large piece of her scalp.

My hair started to grow again.

The monk went over and helped Jiang Zhi up: "Donor Jiang, are you okay?"

"It's okay." Jiang Zhi climbed up, looked at the monk and said happily, "At that moment, she used her will to control her resentment."

The monk paused and nodded: "Yes, Donor Jiang."

"But as a result of the control, she pulled off her hair more than before." The joy on Jiang Zhi's face disappeared instantly.

"Donor Jiang, let her go back to the box first." The monk spoke slowly.

Jiang Zhi nodded and opened the box.

The female ghost sister became a ball and floated into the box.

Then the box began to vibrate.

Jiang Zhi placed the box on the table. The box began to vibrate, then rolled, colliding with the table.

"Donor Jiang, she may be unstable and a threat to your safety." The monk looked at the box, "I would like to draw a Buddhist curse on her box to prevent her from suddenly running out and hurting others."

"Does the Buddhist mantra have any effect on her?" Jiang Zhi asked aloud.

"It doesn't matter, it's just a barrier that restricts her from coming out." The monk took out a piece of yellow talisman and began to recite the Buddhist mantra.

Soon the Buddhist mantra fell on the talisman paper, and the talisman paper emitted a golden light and then dimmed.

The talisman flew over and landed on the box, then rolled around the box.

"Are you going to take her with you tomorrow?" Jiang Zhi said slowly, "Will it get worse the closer you are to your enemy?"

"Donor Jiang, please take her to visit other places tomorrow. The apricot wine in this inn is too strong and may have an impact on her." The monk touched the Buddha beads, "Tomorrow, the poor monk and Donor Xichen, Donor Liang, will go and investigate. That’s it.”

"The ungrateful man's surname is Xu." Jiang Zhi said.

"Miss Shi told the poor monk something, and the poor monk heard a little about it," the monk replied.

"The female ghost sister's surname is Shi?" Jiang Zhi asked.

"Well, her name is Shi Qingyue." The monk smiled gently.

"She didn't even tell me." Jiang Zhi muttered.

It's so impolite to call her a ghost sister.