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Just when Shang Yueqiang was about to answer, the young Taoist priest Qingfeng in front turned around again and looked at them.
"You two, the Taoist priest is still in front," he said.
It turned out that Yan Wanxi and Xing Zhimo slowed down as they walked unknowingly.
Yan Wanxi also stopped because she wanted Shang Yueqiang to see more clearly.
The little Taoist priest noticed that their steps had slowed down, so he turned around and looked at them.
Yan Wanxi noticed that the gaze was a little strange and frowned slightly.
Xing Zhimo also noticed something was wrong and asked in a low voice: "What did you mean when you said he was dead just now?"
Yan Wanxi looked at the little Taoist priest, turned around and continued walking forward without looking at them. She pulled Xing Zhimo and continued to follow, and whispered: "You also felt it just now , He looks lifeless, right?"
Xing Zhimo nodded. He thought it was his illusion just now, but it turned out to be true.
"Then what?" Xing Zhimo glanced at her and asked.
Yan Wanxi said: "That's the breath of death. It is estimated that not long after he died, someone sealed the breath in his body, and there are still memories of the past in his body, so he can finally come out and act."
Xing Zhimo frowned, but now he didn't say anything more.
Yan Wanxi saw that Xing Zhimo had finished asking, and the little Taoist priest did not turn around to look at them anymore, so she took out the talisman from the bag again so that Shang Yueqiang could see it more clearly.
And just when they passed a room, Shang Yueqiang's voice reached Yan Wanxi's ears, "Master, that is the room with two pots of flowers at the door just now."
Hearing this, Yan Wanxi stopped again. This time, Xing Zhimo did not stop with her. Instead, when Yan Wanxi stopped, he pulled her forward.
Yan Wanxi understood immediately, and confirmed in a low voice with Shang Yueqiang: "Is that room the place where Master Ming usually lives?"
Shang Yueqiang said: "Yes, that's right."
Yan Wanxi nodded and put the soul-collecting talisman back into her bag. This time, she followed the little Taoist priest very seriously.
Not long after, the little Taoist priest brought the two of them to the side hall where they were last time.
Last time, they met Master Mingshi here.
However, this time, when they looked into the main hall, they did not see a single believer worshiping there.
Yan Wanxi¡¯s brows furrowed slightly, a little confused.
However, not allowing her to think too much, the little Taoist priest turned around and said to them: "Two distinguished guests, please come in. The Taoist Master is inside."
Xing Zhimo looked into the room, and sure enough he saw a man wearing a black and white Taoist robe, standing in the center of the side hall.
However, he had his back to the door, and they couldn't see the man's face.
Xing Zhimo glanced at Yan Wanxi, Yan Wanxi nodded to him, and then the two of them walked in.
However, the little Taoist priest just made a gesture of invitation to let them in, but it seemed that he did not intend to go in.
Yan Wanxi leaned close to Xing Zhimo's ear and whispered to him: "Be careful, this person seems to know our identity."
Xing Zhimo nodded slightly, indicating that he understood.
As soon as the two of them stepped into the side hall, the door was closed.
¡°Obviously, the one who closed the door was the little Taoist priest just now. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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