"These evil spirits are not allowed to die because of their heavy karma, and they will always wander somewhere, all relying on the temple and the surrounding villagers to worship them. To put it in layman's terms, a temple is like a farm for evil spirits. Gu Lanchen explained as he brought the mango sticky rice that was placed in Song Yuexiu's hand to himself.

Farms~~~~

Tong Wanwan's little face was full of confusion, and a picture appeared above her head: a large group of Sadako lived together, each with a TV, and crawled out and back in a cloak. They uniformly dress and style their hair, and when it's time to eat, a monk comes in and puts food in the bowl in front of the TV.

Hey, why do you think about it like this, and it still feels ...... Pretty cute.

He Xi was still scared just now, but now he was happy again, "Master Gu, how do you say that it's like raising chickens and ducklings, which one can you like?" ”

"Hey, Xixi," Gu Lanchen pointed at him with a spoon, "You're not right at all, this ghost raising is the same as raising chickens and ducklings, it's all a cultivation system." ”

"But do they agree to be kept in captivity? Won't bite? Won't you resist? He Xi continued to use his curiosity.

"There's a set of spells that specialize in manipulating them."

"And what happens if you can't control it?"

"That's miserable, some were dismantled, some were possessed and went crazy and clicked the whole family, I've seen one more ruthless, cutting his neck alive." When Gu Lanchen said this, he took a sip of pomegranate juice.

Then He Xi's whole person was not good.

The lovely Miss Sadako in Tong Wanwan's mind is also tired of vegetarian food, and she takes the breeder to open meat, and that picture, oops...... Damn......

"Amitabha ~~~" She reverently meditated and drew a cross on her chest.

“…… Isn't it Amen? He Xi's face turned pale and he turned his head and asked stupidly.

"......" Tong Wanwan looked back at him and did not speak.

Song Yuexiu brought the shrimp meat to her mouth.

He looked at the two idiots who had been fooled by the magic stick, and his expression was cold.

But this time he didn't vomit, not only that, but also said faintly, "Since this sacrifice is so mysterious, we will take a look at it later, and there is nothing to do anyway." ”

"President, I'm not going!" He Xi raised his hand.

Such a terrible sacrifice, such a murderous evil ghost, it is better to avoid it.

"Xixi, don't be afraid, the sacrifice is during the day, and the nearby villagers will participate, it is very lively." Gu Lanchen patted him on the shoulder.

"Then I'm not going either, it's good for me to stay here." He Xi was very determined.

"Then you just stay!" Song Yuexiu didn't force him.

Tong Wanwan lowered her head there, stirred the tom yum soup in front of her, and said angrily, "Isn't Mr. Song the most disdainful of this kind of ghostly thing." Why are you so interested this time? ”

"There's nothing to do here, not to mention what Master Gu said is really interesting." Song Yuexiu answered her unhurriedly.

"It's not Gu Lanchen that's interesting, it's your fiancée!" Tong Wanwan raised her voice and pierced him.

"Just like Master Gu said, it will always be good for me to check it out." Song Yue replied calmly.

"So, it's still your fiancée who has a big face!" Tong Wanwan threw the spoon in his hand into the bowl heavily, and the soup spilled on the table.

Getting up, she strode out.

She knew she shouldn't be emotionally grumpy.

But how could she control her irritability, and the fire in her heart burned inexplicably......

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Three o'clock in the afternoon.

Gu Lanchen and Song Yuexiu came down from upstairs.

For the whole afternoon, Tong Wanwan was downstairs to help her aunt pick small pineapples, and she didn't go upstairs, just because she didn't want to see Song Yuexiu, and she was upset when she thought of him.

At this moment, he and Gu Lanchen stood outside the door.

……