Too bad, I was treated as a negative teaching material by Zongmen

The next day.

After Song Yiyue finished her meditation, she saw Mu Qinqing meditating not far away.

Realizing that Song Yiyue had finished her meditation, Mu Qinqing ended her meditation accordingly.

It was strange that Song Yiyue, who had always been lazy and didn't like to practice, suddenly became diligent.

"Ah Yue." Mu Qinqing showed a gentle smile.

Song Yiyue stood up and said, "Senior Sister Qinqing."

"I heard that there is a Phoenix Flower Party. Do you want to go and see it?" Mu Qinqing said warmly, and then joked, "I haven't seen you for a long time. You have become so diligent."

Song Yiyue smiled shyly and said, "Let's go out and take a look."

Mu Qinqing responded and went out arm in arm with Song Yiyue.

……

When Song Yizhi got up, he heard the maid say that Han Zhengchu and others were waiting outside.

After cleaning up, Song Yizhi opened the door.

After hearing the door opening, several people waiting not far away looked over.

Seeing that they had something to say, Song Yizhi took them to the reception area next to them.

After everyone sat down, Song Yizhi said, "Let's talk."

"Did Miss Song see it last night?" Han Zhengchu's voice was solemn.

Song Yizhi shook his head.

It was obvious that she fell asleep and slept well last night.

"A Hundred Ghosts Walking at Night!" Qingjun's cold and stern voice sounded.

They were in the house last night and secretly observed the situation outside. One of them opened the door to their faces, scaring them into nightmares for half the night.

No wonder those who stay out all night during the Phoenix Flower Festival will die violently, and the ghosts and monsters in the city will be torn to pieces as soon as they leave!
It would be strange if he didn’t die violently!
Shen Chen clasped his hands together and recited a Buddha's name, his usually calm and gentle expression showing some solemnity.

Song Yizhi rummaged around in the storage bracelet for a while, and then took out an umbrella.

Shen Chen paused when he saw Ziyu Umbrella.

If he read it correctly, this was the treasure at the bottom of their box at Bodhi Temple, and was robbed by a bandit.

Oh, I remembered, that bandit is the Great Elder.

No wonder this umbrella is in Miss Song's hand, it makes sense.

Immediately afterwards, Song Yizhi took out another string of Buddhist beads and placed them on the table.

Shen Chen silently recited a Buddhist name.

Han Zhengchu and others could feel a very powerful force from these two things.

This powerful force is somewhat comfortable for them, but...

This thing looks like something from the Bodhi Temple.

"What is this?" Qingjun looked at Song Yizhi, and then at Shen Chen.

These two things are extraordinary. How close is the relationship between Bodhi Temple and Song Shenzi?
"Amitabha." Shen Chen clasped his hands together and said with a gentle look on his face, "These two things are related to the Great Elder."

High emotional intelligence, good luck.

Low emotional intelligence, shameless bandits, plundered the treasures of their Bodhi Temple!
"..." Song Yizhi seemed to realize something, and she touched the tip of her nose guiltily.

It's a little bad to take out "stolen items" in front of the sufferer.

Is there... a fate?
The people at the table looked at Shen Chen's appearance and always felt that there was something wrong.

"You should be afraid of ghosts, right?" Song Yizhi said to Shen Chen.

Shen Chen recited a Buddha's name, "Let the poor monk consecrate it again, and the effect will be better."

Song Yizhi nodded.

Shen Chen picked up two things and consecrated them.

"Is the Son of God planning to investigate?" Han Zhengchu speculated.

Song Yizhi nodded.

Han Zhengchu and others were once again stunned.

No, do you really want to go? !

"Miss Song, there are ghosts all over the city! They are so dense and terrifying!" Li Chishu said in a deep voice.

Zhou Youguang on the side nodded, "Miss Song, those ghosts are very weird. Buddha said they are difficult to escape." They tried to make Song Yizhi realize how terrifying the night in Lingcheng was at this time!
"If you can't be saved by Buddhism, then let's be saved by physical means." Song Yizhi waved his hand and said.

Several people:? ?

Did they hear it correctly?

no?
"Son of God, you are still injured!" Han Zhengchu felt like he was about to become a worried old woman.

There are so many ghosts and ghosts. If all of them were physically transcended, I can’t imagine it. I don’t even dare to think about it!
"It's okay. At worst, he will vomit blood while being beaten." Song Yizhi was very tolerant.

Several people:? ? ?
Looking at the people who were suddenly as panicked as old dogs, Song Yizhi smiled.

Qingjun was silent for a long time. Finally, he looked at Song Yizhi and said seriously, "I will go with the Son of God."

No matter how bad he is, he is still an eighth-level monk. It doesn't matter how many people he can kill, but he should have no problem protecting himself.

"If you go out, you can't come in." Song Yizhi reminded.

Qingjun thought about it, "With my ability and the magic weapon on my body, it won't be a problem to survive the whole night."

In any case, it was impossible for him to watch Miss Song take risks alone.

"Miss Fengzhi." A gentle and joyful voice sounded.

The man who appeared quietly made Han Zhengchu and others wary for a moment.

"Venerable Lin." Song Yizhi nodded slightly and spoke.

Lin Wenxi took two steps forward and said, "I didn't mean to eavesdrop on the conversation between Miss Fengzhi and the others, but Miss Fengzhi wants to go out at night, and I can accompany her."

Looking at the man who came to recommend a pillow, Han Zhengchu and others seemed to notice something, and they looked at Song Yizhi silently.

"No need." Song Yizhi refused.

Lin Wenxi looked at Song Yizhi sadly.

"Venerable Lin, my uncle is at the City Lord's Mansion. You can go to the City Lord's Mansion to find him." Song Yizhi said.

Lin Wenxi's lips moved, but in the end she turned around and left without saying anything.

"I can go by myself." Song Yizhi said firmly.

Several people hesitated to speak, but Song Yizhi had already stood up and left.

At sunset.

Mu Qinqing and Song Yiyue returned to the inn in a hurry.

"Come in quickly, the door is about to be closed." The innkeeper urged.

The waiter standing next to the shopkeeper was already preparing to close the door.

Mu Qinqing's eyes flickered.

When Song Yiyue pulled Mu Qinqing and was about to stride into the inn, a burst of spiritual power hit her.

In an instant, the unsuspecting Song Yiyue flew out.

The innkeeper ordered the waiter to close the door when Mu Qinqing entered the inn, leaving no chance for Song Yiyue to come back.

Song Yiyue landed awkwardly, and then saw the door of the inn closed. The last thing she saw before closing the door was Mu Qinqing's still gentle smile.

Song Yiyue stood on the deserted street, stunned.

why?
Why did Senior Sister Qin Qing do this?
During the Phoenix Flower Festival, if you don’t go home after dark, you will die!

After returning to the guest room, Mu Qinqing opened the window and saw Song Yiyue standing on the empty and silent street, looking confused and sad.

At that moment, Mu Qinqing was even happier.

Song Yiyue seemed to notice something. She looked up and saw Mu Qinqing standing in front of the window, looking at her with a smile.

"Why?" Song Yiyue's voice was confused and confused.

Mu Qinqing heard Song Yiyue's question, and the look on her face became gentler.

"What do you think?" Mu Qinqing smiled, "When you survive, come and ask me again."

After saying that, Mu Qinqing closed the window without mercy.

It was also at this time that the last ray of sunlight disappeared and darkness fell.

The ghosts lurking in the darkness began to appear.

They smelled the scent of the living.

The ghosts, which had not eaten a living person for a long time, rushed towards Song Yiyue like crazy. (End of chapter)