Epilogue: This CEO's Art Style Is Off (Part 1)

Ghost King. Wait until later and use your sorcery to pull that unformed spirit out, then you possess his father—""I can't take this anymore... That old fool would rather die than let me stay... First...His expression of silence and warning left me very confused.

Why is she so hostile towards Shen Qingrui And the look in her eyes, there's a strange, dangerous hatred in it.

I hesitantly stepped inside and made my way to the study.

Chen Yan cautiously followed behind me, asking, "Master, what about this person... What should we do He really doesn't need to eat His hands..."

"Put your hand on his shoulder, he'll take it if he wants to, and if he doesn't, just let go. " I passed on my experience to her.

"Oh, oh...but he's so scary." Chenyan said dazedly.

"Don't mind him, he's just a pain in the mouth, can't do anything, don't be afraid... Meals... We'll still provide three meals a day. He can eat if he wants, or not."

As I spoke, I hurried to the study.

Chenyan looked at me with a longing expression. I was taken aback and asked, "What's wrong"

“I feel like the master of the house is so amazing. The first time I met you, you were red-eyed and looked like you were about to cry…”

Oh my god!

The first time I met Chenyan, Jiang Qiyun was "teaching me a lesson" in the car.

As the children who had been tested by the Shen family for their ability to see the circular light of qigong, Shenyan and another young disciple were watching from a distance!

"Ahem... I'm an adult now, so I have to do more chores around the house. I might seem a little scary..."

"I also want to learn from the head of the household and do more for the family."

I patted her shoulder, the feel of it under my hand thin and wiry.

"You should eat more and practice diligently. When you grow up in a few years, you can contribute to the family."

I rushed to the study, and the steward and Shen Qingrui were already there, along with someone who surprised me—Master Zong!

"Miss Mu, I apologize for the abrupt visit. Things are urgent, and I haven't had time to deliver a formal letter of introduction." Master Zong bowed respectfully towards me.

I hurriedly replied, "Master Zong is our senior, it's our disrespect that we couldn't greet him properly."

"Cut the crap, get to the point!" Shen Qingrui impatiently interrupted us.

I placed the box my uncle sent on the table first and sat down in the armchair opposite him. Then I asked, “Master Zong, why did you suddenly visit”

"Master Zong glanced at Shen Qingrui and said, 'This poor Dao encountered Daoist Shen on the way, so I came over by chance to discuss something.'"

What did Shen Qingrui bring back I glanced at her.

"Don't look at me, I went north to do a commission, and found that the local atmosphere was vicious and strange. Because it was close to his family's mountain gate, I kindly told him about this situation."

Generally speaking, the commissions that Shen Qingrui undertakes belong to the more dangerous or difficult category among those received by the Shen family.

It's common for her to run into danger, of course she wouldn't admit to being in peril.

What should I say It's likely that this person would call Zong Daochang and scold him for not noticing the problem on his own turf, using moral pressure to force him to come down and help.

Zong Daochang had been practicing in the mountains for years, and when Shen Qingrui called upon him, he probably still thought it was "Shen Dao You" doing him a favor out of righteousness.

"Let me explain in detail later. For now, I need to communicate something important with Miss Mu." Master Zong said anxiously.

Zong Daochang's mountain gate is in the north, which for us southerners is already a very northern place. Over the mountains you can see the grassland soon.

Such places have always been important strategic locations for northern ethnic groups, thus also becoming a hub for traditional folk activities throughout history.

Some folk temples have quite a long history.

"Mount Yun County" I'd never heard of that place.

Zong Daochang kindly explained, “Miss Mu grew up in the south and naturally wouldn’t be familiar with small place names in the north. There’s an old temple here that doesn’t have much incense.”

What kind of temple with no incense

These days, places with a bit of history have all become national scenic spots. How can ancient temples that are years old run out of incense

"Is there no abbot"

Zong Daochang shook his head: "Don't even mention the Abbot, not even ordinary disciples. Most of them are from nearby villages who occasionally send people to clean and maintain it. After all, there is funding allocated from above."

"I'm going to the nearby villages." Shen Qingrui said, "There are two young men from that village working for us. I don't know how they heard of the Shen family's name, but after they went home, one of them suddenly fell ill and died within twenty days. Then their family was terrified, and the other young man came to our house and asked us to perform a supersition ceremony."

"A death from illness like this, it must be either that something has been provoked or there is some hidden secret. The headmaster fears the young disciples are not capable of handling this, so he sent me."

Only when I arrived did I discover that the village... was full of feuding neighbors, and every person I saw on the road was vicious and unkind. They would fight at the drop of a hat. I felt the atmosphere was wrong from the moment I reached the village entrance, so I stopped my disciples from entering and retreated directly. When looking for a place to stay, I stumbled upon that dilapidated old temple.

Traveling the Jianghu inevitably involves sleeping outdoors, but now that technology has advanced, one can heat up dried rations with cold water. Therefore, Shen Qingrui wouldn't light a fire or lamp, preparing to spend the night wherever she landed and secretly observing the atmosphere of the village at night.

Who knew that in the middle of the night, a small creature was found crawling onto the altar of the temple, snatching half a joss stick that had been placed there for who knows how long, and then slipping into the village.

"We dared not startle the snake, fortunately we didn't dare to light a fire, so we immediately withdrew from the temple and kept watch until the second half of the night, only then did we discover that the little thing was back, carrying the incense candle…and at this time…"

Shen Qingrui hesitated for a moment and said, "There was a faint fire on the incense candles... By the light of the dim flame, I saw that little thing. Its head resembled that of a vicious dog, its body like an unborn babe, its belly large, and its limbs planted firmly on the ground..."

"... Demons." At the description, I felt a chill run down my spine.

"Miss Mu, you are not surprised. I presume you have an idea in mind" asked Master Zong with concern.

To be frank with you, there have been some recent changes here. I had already sent someone to inform the head Daoist of our sect, and recently there has been a sign of trouble. I'm doing my best to investigate it. Yesterday morning, I just brought back two people who have some leads...

"Where is it! I must see it!" Master Zong stood up in astonishment.

"Hmm…" Seeing that Yanjia's young master was fine, but charging over to Mo—

"Miss Mu! In recent years, demons have been rampant. Our sect takes it upon ourselves to exorcise evil and protect the righteous. We know these demons possess great supernatural powers and are wicked and treacherous. Please don't be careless! Be sure to let this poor Daoist see you!!"

"Good." Zong Daochang was a little too excited, and I worried he might do something rash. I decided to calm him down first.

If we really get down to it, I'm afraid Chongmo will actually bring Warcraft over.

And speaking of it... besides his own abode, Chongmo hasn't really done much evil or harmed anyone in the world.

Master Zong Dao's cultivation level would definitely allow him to see at a glance what was inside this body.

Don't let things escalate to a point where it's you die or I die, what thenached for his belt, quickly winding it around the woman's ankle before fastening it to the nearby pipe.This woman is suspended at an odd angle in midair."Damn it, my shoulder is about to be dislocated...