Even he is qualified to say that her mouth is dirty, and Shan Mingyue believes that she is still polite to Fang Qingzi. If he dares to let her go, she will dare to fight with him. Now that she can't do anything, she can only talk. Even if she can't do anything to him, at least she will be happy to have a mouthful.

Fang Qingziren walked from behind Shan Mingyue to her. She almost pressed her face when she was standing. Even when he was wearing shoes and socks, Shan Mingyue could smell the smell of smell of stinky feet that he had not washed for many years from there. The sourness and disgusting feeling almost made her vomit the overnight dinner on the spot.

This is an effective way to make Shan Mingyue shut up. There is no way. She doesn't want to talk about her mouth now, she even wishes she could close her nose automatically.

Fang Qingzi ignored Shan Mingyue's scolding, but squatted down and asked, "You said you can see ghosts?"

Shan Mingyue closed her breath and said, "You...you stay away from me." It's so smelly and terrible. She can't stand it anymore. She is still talking so close to her. She has to go all the bad feet and bad breath together. This is her life.

Fang Qingzi grabbed Shan Mingyue's chin and forced her face to correct her face and asked again: "Can you really see the ghost's original form?"

"Yes, yes, right? Isn't there a true form of an evil ghost in front of me now?" Shan Mingyue is a person who doesn't understand what cooperation is. She is always her usual behavior.

Fang Qingzi let go of the hand that pinched Shan Mingyue's chin and stood up and laughed twice, saying, "You know not to talk about this. Now I just need to cut off your arm and know the secret. Oh. Look, my knife has been sharpened. You really should wake up later. In that way, maybe you can experience the fear and pain two points less."

No way! Cut the arm? Then she will never see anyone anymore. Shan Mingyue stared at Fang Qingziliang's machete that was really shivering in front of her. Her heart was trembling. What kind of world is this? She either wipes her neck or cuts her arms. Can humans all jump out of the cracks of the stone? No one knows the preciousness of life?

With his arms shrank, Shan Mingyue said weakly: "What secret can my arm have? It's just a bone and a few pieces of flesh...and it's not as thick as others."

Shan Mingyue drank Mengpo soup, so naturally she didn't remember that she had hidden Yue Linghuan in her arm and flesh. Fang Qingzi saw the clues when she first met her last time. For this reason, she always wanted to know what the magic weapon she had hidden in her body. She thought that if she could get this treasure, it might also help her magic power increase greatly. This is also the root cause of Shan Mingyue's trouble.

"You will know what the secret is in a while," said the more Fang Qingzi became more excited. Her whole face turned red due to excitement. With her black lips, it made Shan Mingyue's heart twitch.

Instead of being abused by this perverted Taoist priest, she might as well die. Shan Mingyue stubbornly suggested, "Just kill me with one knife!" After that, she really stretched out her neck. When she died, he would chop her arms or her legs. It would be better to have a uglier appearance than to be alive. The most important thing is that she was afraid of pain~!

"No, no, no, what if you die first, what if it is nourished by your blood circulation?" Fang Qingzi disagreed, picked up the machete in his hand and started to gesture on Shan Mingyue's exposed arm, as if he was considering how to cut it.

Shan Mingyue was so scared that her face was gone. The cold feeling of the machete pressing against her arm reminded her of the brisk and neatness of cutting apples at home. Will her arm be like the one that is like an apple in the next moment? He splits it into two.

Feeling a pain on his arm, Shan Mingyue shouted, "Stop, it's useless to cut it down. That thing is one with me. As long as it leaves my body, it will disappear." Although Shan Mingyue didn't know what Fang Qingzi was talking about, and didn't know why he cut her arm off, she knew that if she didn't shout to stop, her arm would be gone.

Lies are one of Shan Mingyue's strengths; talking lies with open eyes is the second of Shan Mingyue's strengths; making things out of nothing is the third of Shan Mingyue's strengths... In order to protect her arm today, she has to do it even if she tells the day as night.

"Oh? Are you willing to talk to me at last?" Fang Qingzi asked after stopping the movement in his hand.

"Speak well, speak well! I am definitely an honest person. If you have any questions, just ask. There are no answers I don't know, only questions you can't imagine." Shan Mingyue suddenly became a prisoner and was misplaced to the position of a charlatan, and decided to express all her theories about ghosts and gods and Taoist priests' further study today.

"Can you see the original form of a ghost?" Fang Qingzi began to repeat the questions asked before. Although he vowed to win the magic weapon in Shan Mingyue's hand, before he found the correct way to get it, he wanted to know how she could see the ghost. After all, his Taoist magic is already considered the highest in this world, but he could only vaguely feel where the ghosts came out, and he had to cast spells to invite them out, but the girl in front of him said that he could see the bloody ghosts restored.

Although Fang Qingzi had seen that Shan Mingyue was extraordinary and was a person living on the vein of death, he had not yet studied how humans could live on that line. Perhaps the appearance of the woman in front of him could help him solve the questions he did not know and wanted to know but could not find the answer.

"Yes, of course, I have spent a lot of effort to avoid seeing them!" Shan Mingyue replied honestly, and took away the knife on her arm, and spoke even more neatly.

"Then tell me, there are ghosts here, what does it look like?" Fang Qingzi looked around for a week and asked.

Shan Mingyue raised her head with difficulty, but said, "What do you think of me like this!"

Fang Qingzi was quite patient. When she raised her feet, she actually hooked Shan Mingyue's neck with her feet and lifted her body upright, allowing her to sit on the ground.

How great it would be if this was really a costume drama. Maybe Shan Mingyue would applaud Fang Qingzi's skills, but now... especially after having been in close contact with the smelly foot, Shan Mingyue swears that one day she will destroy his smelly foot and avenge her neck.

"Okay, let's see now!" Fang Qingzi said, looking around the temple for a week.

This ruined temple has a history of at least a hundred years, and it is broken and old. Not to mention how many unjust souls are staying here, it is enough to have a pair of Yin and Yang eyes that allow him to verify Shan Mingyue.

*********************************************************
Chapter completed!