Hong Xin stopped talking as soon as he saw the woman opposite him preparing to attack.
Damn it! He was an ancestral spirit compared to her, how could she bully an elder like this!
Seeing that he had finally fallen silent, the veins on Ming Li's forehead stopped throbbing. She spoke unhappily, "Why are you here?" If this guy hadn't suddenly appeared, she wouldn't have known there was a fugitive.
Hearing this, Hong Xin felt a surge of grievance and almost rushed to hug Ming Li and cry, "Why am I here? I was already here, is there any other reason? My grave is right here. I woke up to find my grave leveled, and a group of people were still digging around it. Do you know how angry I was? If the person living here hadn't been a Celestial Master, I would have already run out to scare them!"
Ming Li: "..." It did seem quite pathetic.
"Why don't you go reincarnate?"
Hong Xin: "My grave was dug up, how can I go reincarnate? Besides, you know how things are in the underworld now, no ghost is allowed to reincarnate randomly."
Hearing this, Ming Li raised an eyebrow, "What do you mean by that?"
"You... haven't been to the underworld yet?" Hong Xin looked at Ming Li with disbelief. After a while, he muttered to himself, "That's right. If you had been to the underworld, you wouldn't be here now. You would have already been captured by the yinchai under the command of that person and forced into hard labor."
Ming Li: "..."
Glancing at the original plot, she found that this guy hadn't done anything heinous. Ming Li didn't say anything further and turned to leave. But after taking only a few steps, she suddenly thought of something and turned back to Hong Xin, "Do you know someone?"
"???" Hong Xin looked utterly bewildered, "Who are you talking about?"
"An old man."
Upon hearing this, Hong Xin rolled his eyes in exasperation, "There are so many old men in Anshui County, how would I know which one you're talking about?"
Being looked at like an idiot by Hong Xin, the veins on Ming Li's forehead began to throb again. She suppressed the urge to burn him to ashes and said expressionlessly, "A Taoist priest, with a mole below his nose, a kind face, wearing a tattered Taoist robe..."
Hearing this, Hong Xin frowned and thought for a moment. Suddenly, a hunched-over old man appeared in his mind, "Are you talking about that old man who's always muttering nonsensically?"
"You know him?"
Hong Xin nodded proudly, "Of course! Back in the day, I was known as 'Little Pneumatic,' I knew if anyone in Anshui County lost their underwear."
Ming Li: "..." This guy must be a pervert...
Feeling hurt by Ming Li's scrutinizing gaze, Hong Xin sighed and continued, "That old man seems to have come to Anshui County only a few years ago. Everyone saw that he was alone and pitiful, so they kindly took him in. Later, for some reason, he became the soul guide of Anshui County. He's mysterious and inscrutable, and he has some abilities that ordinary people don't."
Hearing this, Ming Li narrowed her eyes, glanced at the sky, and asked, "Where can I find him?"
"Why are you looking for him? Do you want him to guide your soul?" Hong Xin looked at Ming Li in surprise.
Ming Li's lips curled into a sinister arc, "Of course I have something to do with him, and it's a matter of life and death." Those other tasks were too boring; only this one was slightly more interesting.
System: "..." Are you sure it's more interesting or more fun?
"What did you just say?" Hong Xin looked at Ming Li as if he had seen a ghost, seriously doubting if his ears were malfunctioning. "Little girl, are you crazy? Why are you provoking that old man for no reason? Aren't you afraid he'll capture you?"
Ming Li remained incredibly calm, "I am also a Celestial Master."
But you're an A-Piao right now, sister! How can an A-Piao be a Celestial Master!
Seeing Hong Xin looking at her in shock, Ming Li raised her eyebrows, "Just tell me where I can find him. You don't need to worry about anything else."
Hong Xin snapped out of his thoughts and said after considering, "As far as I know, this old man's whereabouts are unpredictable. People rarely see him. It's only during the July 7th temple fair at the foot of the mountain that people can see him."