At dawn, Qin Jiao walked out of Mr. Li's room. People waiting in the living room saw her and swarmed around her.

Mrs. Ye asked urgently: "Master, how is our old man doing?"

Qin Jiao replied slightly tiredly: "It's okay."

It didn't take much time to deal with her colleagues, but the old man was haunted by evil spirits for many days and his body was seriously injured. She was a good person and stayed true to herself, reciting the God-Calming Mantra to the old man all night.

Everyone looked happy and ran to see how the old man was doing.

Only Ye Ming stayed, looking at her worriedly: "Are you okay?"

Qin Jiao shook her head, walked to the sofa and sat down.

Ye Ming followed and asked curiously: "Are there really ghosts in this world?"

Qin Jiao nodded towards him: "Yes, there is one next to you." As she spoke, her eyes fell on Ye Ming's side.

Ye Ming jumped up immediately. He instinctively looked back. Although he didn't see anything, he was still too scared to sit down again.

Qin Jiao laughed out loud.

Only then did Ye Ming react and puffed up his cheeks angrily: "You lied to me!"

He really wasn’t lying, the evil spirit was right next to him, staring at Ye Ming with a defensive expression.

"Based on my years of experience, this guy is attracted to you."

"Experience?" Qin Jiao looked at Evil Spirit with interest: "How many have you talked to?"

"One."

Qin Jiao looked at him funny: "Then where did you get your experience?"

The evil spirit put his hands on his hips: "I am a teacher! I can tell if something is wrong with my eyes!"

Ye Ming's hair stood on end, and his lips trembled as he asked: "You...who are you talking to?"

There are two ways to communicate with evil spirits. One is to use magic to isolate. Ordinary people can only see the mouth of the person casting the spell moving but cannot hear the sound. The other is to communicate with the evil spirits without hesitation like now.

Direct conversation.

Qin Jiao smiled at him: "What do you think?"

Ye Ming felt bad all over. He suddenly felt so crowded and there were people everywhere around him. He could only shrink as much as possible to reduce his sense of presence.

"Master Kongshan."

At this moment, a man's voice came from behind. Qin Jiao looked over. The group of people who had previously looked down on her stood in a row. They all straightened their backs and looked at her with serious expressions.<

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Ye Ming scratched his head in confusion: "Uncle, what are you doing?"

The other party did not respond to him, but Wuzi said to Qin Jiao: "Master Kongshan, we were ignorant and neglected you before. Thank you for ignoring the past and curing my father. Please accept our apology, master!"

After he finished speaking, he bowed to her, and others also bowed.

Ye Ming was dumbfounded. His parents were all important people, so they would pay her such a courtesy? If Mr. Qian had cured his grandfather, he would have only received a few words of verbal thanks at most.

Before he could come to his senses, his father rushed up to him, grabbed his head, and pushed him down. While pushing him, he said, "What are you doing standing there in a daze? Why don't you salute the master!"

Ye Ming was forced to bow to Qin Jiao, as if there was a gap in seniority all of a sudden. He blushed and couldn't tell what he felt.

Qin Jiao will naturally not argue with them, or it can be said that she is too lazy to argue with them. Anyway, she will use her strength to shut them up.

"Mr. Li is fine now. My disciple and I won't disturb you." Mr. Qian, who had white hair, stayed up all night and was walking a little unsteadily.

The Li family quickly arranged a car to take them back.

In the living room, Li Tong was held down by her mother just as she was about to speak. After the mother and daughter looked at each other, Li Tong pouted unwillingly.

"Master Kongshan." Ye Ming's uncle sincerely thanked him again: "Thanks to you this time, otherwise the consequences would be disastrous."

Qin Jiao nodded calmly: "Mrs. Ye sincerely invites me to come, and I will do my best."

The words "sincerity" make others present feel ashamed.

Ye Ming's father smiled awkwardly and tried to smooth things over: "I think Master Kongshan must be a reclusive monk. Wife, how did you invite the master?"

Mrs. Ye told the truth: "I just found the master online and then contacted him via private message."

Everyone was stunned.

"Online?"

"Yes." Mrs. Ye answered firmly.

It took a while for everyone to digest this fact. Are all the masters nowadays so closely following the trend?

Ye Ming's uncle took a deep breath and asked seriously: "Master Kongshan, can you tell us why my father became like that?"

Qin Jiao frowned when she heard this, looking very embarrassed.

"Can't you say it?"

Qin Jiao still frowned.

Ye Ming's uncle stood up suddenly, his eyes full of anxiety: "Master Kongshan, please tell the truth!"

Father Ye patted his uncle's arm comfortingly and said to Qin Jiao: "Master Kongshan, if you have any difficulties, please speak up. My father-in-law has a special status and this matter is of great importance. Please help me."
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Qin Jiao looked at the nervous eyes of the people in the room and said hesitantly: "It's not that I can't say it, it's just..."

Everyone held their breath, nervously and expectantly waiting for her next words.
Chapter completed!