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Chapter 1801 Do you smell anything?

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    As soon as Yan Wanxi and Xing Zhimo stepped into the mansion, they noticed an unusual power.

    Xing Zhimo frowned slightly, turned his head, looked at Yan Wanxi, and asked, "Wanxi, do you smell anything?"

    Yan Wanxi nodded and said, "This is the smell of incense."

    Xing Zhimo frowned and said, "But, there is still a slightly different feeling."

    Yan Wanxi glanced at the main hall in front and said, "Yes, because that is the power of worship."

    Xing Zhimo also looked at her and asked, "The power of worship? What is that?"

    Yan Wanxi pointed to the main hall in front of him and said, "Did you see it there?

    Inside, there are stone statues of ghosts enshrined, and the incense burned by these believers will become his power.

    And that smell we just smelled is this.

    These people are sincere, and the power they provide will be stronger.  "

    As she spoke, Yan Wanxi stopped, turned her head, and glanced to the right.

    Then they saw the young Taoist priest Qingfeng who had received them when they came last time.

    He was walking towards them.

    "Two distinguished guests, please come inside. Master Ming is waiting for you in the room." Qingfeng said with a smile towards the two of them.

    Yan Wanxi glanced at him and couldn't help but narrowed her eyes.

    Last time, when I saw this person, he was still full of life, but this time, he looked full of black energy.

    It looked like he was going to be in bad luck.

    Xing Zhimo also frowned slightly. He couldn't see anything different about the Qingfeng Priest, but he could see that there was something lifeless about him.

    Although there was a smile on his face, it looked a bit far-fetched.

    "Moreover, the little Taoist priest Qingfeng just said a few words to them and then walked forward, not daring to ask whether Wanwan and the others were following him.

    However, Yan Wanxi and the others naturally followed them. They came this time just to ask about the whereabouts of Master Ming and the ghost.

    Xing Zhimo glanced at Yan Wanxi and asked, "Wanxi, do you think there's anything wrong with that person?"

    Yan Wanxi nodded slightly and said: "He is surrounded by the aura of death. It seems that he will not be able to live long.

    In other words, he is already a dead person.  "

    Xing Zhimo frowned and asked, "You mean, he, he is dead?"

    Yan Wanxi touched her chin and said, "That's not right, but it is no different from death."

    Xing Zhimo glanced at Yan Wanxi blankly and asked, "How do you say this?"

    When they spoke, their voices were extremely low, but Taoist Master Qingfeng in front still turned around and looked at them.

    ??

    Yan Wanxi and the others nodded towards him and followed him forward.

    Xing Zhimo also discovered at this time that the place they were going to was the backyard of the Shang family's mansion.

    Yan Wanxi looked at Shang Yueqiang in the bag and asked in a low voice: "Do you know the way here?"

    Shang Yueqiang also noticed that there was danger outside, so her voice became very low and she said: "I know."

    "Then do you know which room is where Master Ming lives?" Yan Wanxi lowered her head and asked.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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