Qiao Mu was both amused and exasperated. Was this imp looking down on her?
"What else did Venerable Master Kongyin tell you?"
"Master said that ghost spirits form due to a convergence of grudge energy, and that they inherently carry harmful yin energy. Oh, in the past, there was a curse practitioner who once wantonly massacred villagers in order to purposefully generate ghost spirits. This was just to practice a kind of forbidden technique, the mystic yin curse."
Qiao Mu nodded in comprehension. "I understand now. At present, I have yet to learn the deity-inviting talisman."
"Then it's no wonder that you are ignorant and ill-informed." The little monk sighed with affected ancientness.
While twitching her small mouth, Qiao Mu rubbed his small bald head with her hand. "Speak nicely. Don't be so sardonic."
"Benefactress, you really can't see the ghost spirits?" The little monk pointed to the front in passing.
"I can't see them."
