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That monk had placed that damn restriction on her.

He probably wouldn’t be able to finish his task of killing song Yu ‘er and Qin Wanwan in a short time.

But it didn’t matter, at most two years.

When she came of age, she would be able to burn this thing with the true Phoenix Fire.

In this world, Fu min didn’t really want her little Tian Tian. That guy was so cold that she didn’t want to be stuck in his cold ass.

—>_—>

He had just sat in the teahouse for a while.

As expected, no matter where one was, the teahouse was the fastest place to get news.

Fu min had also heard about the strange things that happened in this city.

This was a small town isolated from the rest of the world. Although it was still considered prosperous and lively, it was not well-informed. The people living here did not know that there were cultivators in the world.

This was supposed to be a Pure Land.

Unfortunately, some strange things had happened recently.

At night.

Every household in this city would close their doors and not go out. Originally, the small city at night should be bustling and lively with vendors setting up stalls and many people coming out to play.

However, during this period of time.

As soon as the sun set.

The pedestrians on the street would immediately disappear without a trace.

Every house’s door was tightly shut.

That was because a ghost had appeared.

Every night after the sun set, a ghost would knock on a person’s door. The next day, a person would die in the small town.

The city was in a state of panic.

Later on, the people realized that as long as the door of the house was locked, ghosts could not enter.

Therefore, as soon as the sun set, the pedestrians in the city would disappear, and the doors of every house would be closed.

Fu Shang thought this was strange.

This small world was an immortal cultivation plane, so logically speaking, there shouldn’t be any ghosts. But if it wasn’t a ghost, then who could it be, and for what purpose would they be causing trouble here?

This piqued her curiosity.

The sun had set.

The last ray of sunlight struggled until it disappeared.

The night was pitch-black, silent, and eerie. A Pale Moon hung high in the sky.

The cold wind howled. Standing on the empty street, one could occasionally hear the rustling of the leaves.

The silence outside was terrifying, as if the darkness was about to devour everything. People didn’t dare to think too much and could only wait for the arrival of dawn.

Fu Shang stood at the entrance of a small alley.

She thought for a moment and was just about to fly up to the roof when she unexpectedly discovered that her spirit energy had mysteriously disappeared.

He heard the sound of footsteps coming from not far away.

There was a knock on the door.

Fu min knew that the so-called ghost was here.

Without spiritual energy, Fu min was a little scared of this ghost. Although he wasn’t afraid of anything, after going through the modern world and watching some horror movies, he still felt a sense of fear.

Fu Shang realized that she was really afraid of ghosts.

Seeing the approaching footsteps, Fu Shang subconsciously backed away.

He was caught off guard.

A slender hand covered Fu Shang’s lips and pulled her back. The two of them hid in the alley.

An unfamiliar fragrance wafted over.

It was the familiar corner of the snow-white robe.

With her mouth covered, Fu Shang turned around and blinked her beautiful and innocent peach blossom eyes. She saw that the person who covered her mouth and nose was the monk in the snow-colored clothes.

Subconsciously, Fu Shang opened his mouth to say something.

Then, fan Xiu shook his head and raised his free hand. He placed a finger on his lips and made a shushing gesture. He gestured for her to not speak.

Fu Shang nodded his head obediently and looked at fan Xiu, signaling him to put his hand down..