If you really want to get away with it, you can make the wording a little ambiguous or pretend to be joking. However, Mingyi answered the first two questions concisely and without any tricks, and the last one should be the same, otherwise it would not be like Mingyi, which also proved abnormality from the side.

Xie Lian and Ming Yi looked at each other calmly. After a while, Ming Yi finally spoke.

He answered in a tone that was no different from the previous two sentences: "One of the five masters, the younger brother of the water master Wu Du, the wind master Qing Xuan."

Shi Qingxuan shook his head and said, "Hey, why don't you say 'my best friend'?"

Mingyi looked at him: "Who is that?"

Hearing this, Xie Lian secretly let out a sigh of relief.

As mentioned before, although Baihua Zhenxian is called "Xian", it is not a real "Xian" after all. As long as it still belongs to the category of goblins and ghosts, it cannot get rid of the characteristics of this group. Three sentences are enough, and all three sentences are undoubtedly true. It seems that Mingyi is fine. Unless Shi Wudu and Shi Qingxuan are not biological brothers, this kind of speechless reversal should not exist.

Unexpectedly, before he could even breathe a sigh of relief, Mingyi suddenly attacked and went straight for his throat!

Xie Lian and Hua Cheng tried to intercept his hand at the same time. The three hands were like three flashes of lightning, dazzling Shi Qingxuan so much that he jumped up and asked, "Brother Ming! What are you doing?"

Ming Yi stared at Xie Lian and said in a deep voice, "You asked three questions, but in the last round, I only asked one question."

Xie Lian smiled and said, “Master Geomancer, please recall the rules carefully. I never said that you can only ask one question in a round.”

Ming Yi said, "Okay. Let me ask you a follow-up question. Who are you?"

Xie Lian asked, “Didn’t you already answer this question yourself just now?”

Ming Yi said, "Maybe I answered wrongly. Otherwise, please explain to me, Your Highness, why you suddenly designed this game and why you asked these three strange questions. Your Excellency the Ghost King has great skills in controlling the world, but it's a waste of talent to use them for this kind of fun."

Hua Cheng smiled and said, "How can you say that? I am happy to use it however you like."

You must know that Xie Lian and Hua Cheng thought Ming Yi was suspicious, but Ming Yi thought they were equally suspicious. After Ming Yi suddenly attacked, they started talking and stopped communicating in the spiritual array. Shi Qingxuan didn't know what they were arguing about, but he didn't dare to take off his earplugs rashly, so he had to say, "Stop, stop, stop, I order you to stop immediately and tell me what happened, otherwise... otherwise I will be the one to blame!" As he spoke, he also unfolded the wind master fan. Ming Yi pushed him away and said, "Get out of the way! Stop making trouble!"

At this moment, a sudden gust of cold wind blew, and the bonfire that the four people were surrounding was raised and lowered by the cold wind, dancing wildly. The shadows of the fire were messy, and the faces of the two statues of a man and a woman on the altar of the ruined temple seemed to be smiling or crying, which was extremely weird. Mingyi grabbed Shi Qingxuan again and said vigilantly: "Something is coming."

Shi Qingxuan had just been pushed to the ground headfirst by him, and now he was caught by him again. He said with stars in his eyes: "Brother Ming! Can you be nicer to me!!!"

Mingyi said: "No time!"

Xie Lian had been keeping a close eye on the two statues, and suddenly said, “Look at their eyes!”

The four of them looked back and saw four bloodstains on the faces of the two smiling Feng Shui priests. Tears of blood were actually flowing from the eyes of the clay statues.

Statues that have been consecrated, erected, and worshipped have a certain deterrent effect on demons and monsters. Even if they don't retreat, they generally cannot be damaged or polluted by non-human beings. The Baihua Zhenxian is indeed very capable. Shi Qingxuan is still here, and he made the statue of the Wind Master shed tears of blood in front of the Wind Master himself. The tears of blood flowed more and more, fell to the ground, and slowly gathered into a twisted and complex shape. Shi Qingxuan wondered, "What is that? Is it... drawing a picture?"

He couldn't figure out what shape it was, so he didn't get close, but just changed directions and tried to figure it out. After a moment, Xie Lian suddenly woke up: This is not a picture, it's an upside-down word!

He immediately shouted, "Don't read it! It's written for you!"

Ming Yi slashed out with his palm, and with a "bang", the bloodstains on the ground and the two statues were blasted into pieces. Shi Qingxuan was stunned: "Brother Ming! You...you you you, don't let my brother know, otherwise he won't forgive you!"

Destroying the statues of other priests is a great disrespect to that priest. Today, Ming Yi first smashed the plaque and then the statue, which is tantamount to knocking on the door of a restaurant. He smashed the signboard and gave the owner two slaps in the face. If people get to know about it, they will definitely not let it go. It is unknown whether it will cause a bloody storm. At this time, Xie Lian turned around inadvertently and suddenly saw that the words on the plaque that they smashed and put aside in the daytime were wrong. The plaque was clearly written in gold on a blue background, and it said "Feng Shui Temple", but now it has become a blood-red, distorted big word, vaguely a half of the word "death".

He quickly covered Shi Qingxuan's eyes and shouted in the spiritual formation: "Close your eyes!"

Shi Qingxuan said: "What happened again?!"

Xie Lian said, “Nothing serious, it’s just that the words on your temple plaque have changed. That thing knows you can’t hear now, so it wrote it instead.”

Shi Qingxuan said, "Dead! Now I can neither hear nor see, am I deaf and blind?!"

Xie Lian let go of his hand and said, “It’s okay, calm down, we are here for you.”

Mingyi grabbed Shi Qingxuan by the back of his collar and dragged him aside. Shi Qingxuan still closed his eyes and clasped his hands together and said, "It really makes me feel relieved!"

Just as he finished speaking, there was a sudden noise outside the ruined temple. Xie Lian’s eyes blurred, and the next moment, a large group of people, howling and screaming, rushed in like a dark tide.

This group of people were really strange and bizarre. Some were beheaded, some were hanged, some had their heads cut open by a big knife, some had their stomachs cut open... all kinds of things. Although Shi Qingxuan couldn't hear or see, he could sense that there were chaotic footsteps around him, and he was pushed a few times in the chaos. He was shocked and said in the spiritual formation: "What's going on? What's coming? Why are there so many people suddenly???"

Xie Lian said, “It’s no big deal. It’s the Blood Society Night Parade. We just need to leave as soon as possible.”

In some places, in addition to the daytime parade, there are also entertainment programs at night. Not only the parade participants want to satisfy their urge to scare people, but many ordinary people also want to do it, so they also imitate the makeup in the blood festival and go out at night to scare people. I'm afraid that the four of them just happened to run into this wave of night parades.

The makeup of these ordinary people was not as exquisite and lifelike as that of the orthodox parades in the daytime, but they were more spectacular and dazzling, and it was also very scary in the dark because it was difficult to see clearly. Therefore, in a town with such a traditional entertainment, on the night of the Blood Society Fire Show, the locals would close their doors and not go out. These night wanderers who were wandering around outside finally saw someone in the dilapidated temple. They were so excited to find their prey that more than 50 people rushed in at once, and the dilapidated temple was instantly crowded. The four of them were drowned in the tide of the demons. Xie Lian looked back frequently, but he could only see Hua Cheng was still beside him, always no more than two steps away from him, while the other two were rushed seven or eight steps away. He said, "Everyone get out!"

However, among these night walkers, some are just having fun, while others are rogues or small businessmen who specifically try to squeeze some money out of those foreign tourists who come from afar to watch the Blood Society Fire. They stop them and pester them, saying, "Gentlemen, please give us some money!" "We have worked so hard to dress up, just give us some money if you want to have fun!" "Yes, it's not easy for us brothers, this only happens once a year!" "If you don't give us some money, be careful that the ghost master will come to find you!"

Since it had nothing to do with him, Hua Cheng stood by and watched without any anxiety. He laughed and said, "I want to see if there is any ghost who dares to come to me."

At this moment, Xie Lian glanced over and suddenly saw a hanged ghost with a pale face at the edge of the crowd in the ruined temple. He was smiling eerily as he put a hemp rope around a man’s neck.

Although there was a lot of noise all around, with everyone covered in blood, with crooked noses and eyes, and they kept pretending that you kill me, I kill you, you die, I die, and from time to time someone would fall down with strange screams, and it was impossible to tell whether it was true or not, but Xie Lian instinctively felt that there was something wrong with that "person", and he raised his hand, and Ruo Xie flew out and hit the hanged ghost on the head.

Sure enough, the hanged ghost screamed, turned into a stream of black smoke, and crawled into the crack in the ground. Others had no time to pay attention, but Xie Lian saw it clearly and said in the spiritual array: "Be careful! There is something taking advantage of the situation!"

Compared to before, there was a faint ghost aura in this Feng Shui temple. It was certainly not the real Baihua Immortal, but a small minion who got in from nowhere. If you play ghost all day, you will attract a real ghost one day. It was really adding insult to injury when it appeared at this critical moment. There were too many people in this temple and it was too messy. Heads bumped heads and feet stepped on feet. It was impossible to tell who the ghost aura came from. Xie Lian pulled Hua Cheng out of the Feng Shui temple. When he asked Feng Shi how they were, he found that his magic power was running out and he could not communicate with the spirits anymore. In a hurry, he said to Hua Cheng, "Sanlang, lend me some magic power and I will return it to you later!"

Of course, the phrase "I'll return it to you later" was just a random remark, as he had never been able to return the magic power he had borrowed before. Hua Cheng said, "Okay." He reached out and held his hand. Xie Lian felt a faint warmth coming over him, and just then, a few more bloody people ran out of the Feng Shui temple and chased him. The last one ran away with his internal organs falling out, his face full of corpse spots, and a faint layer of ghost energy emanating from his body. Xie Lian subconsciously raised his hand and slapped him in the air.

There was a loud explosion-like sound, and at the same time, a blinding white light lit up. It took Xie Lian a long while to react.

The place where the seppuku ghost who was mixed in the crowd had stood was left with only a pile of black charcoal-like residue. The entire roof of the Feng Shui temple in front of them had been blown away. The noisy night walkers in the temple were all stunned, having been stunned by the loud noise and the white light.

“…”

Xie Lian looked up at the Feng Shui temple that had lost its roof, then looked down at his hands, and finally, he slowly turned around and looked at Hua Cheng behind him. Hua Cheng smiled at him and said, "Is this enough?"

“…”

Xie Lian said, “That’s enough. Actually…really, just a little bit is enough.”

Hua Cheng said: "Yes, a little. Do you want more? I have as much as you want."

Xie Lian shook his head quickly. Before, he had also borrowed mana from Shi Qingxuan, Nanfeng and others, and they were generous in lending it to him. However, Xie Lian had never experienced this feeling, as if all the blood in his body had turned into electricity and was flowing through his body. If he had to be frugal with the mana he borrowed before, eating every bite and not daring to waste it, then now, he felt that eating one bowl or ten bowls would not be a problem.

The magic power from Hua Cheng was so strong that it filled his entire body, so Xie Lian hardly dared to move, fearing that if he waved his hand, something next to him would explode. While the surroundings were temporarily quiet, he quickly said in the spiritual communication array: "Master Feng, where are you? I left the temple and didn't see you."

Shi Qingxuan said in the formation: "Oh my god... Your Highness, why did your voice suddenly become so loud? I have also left the Feng Shui Temple."

Xie Lian then withdrew some of his magic power and said, "Sorry, I lost control. How did you leave? Are you okay?" Shi Qingxuan had his ears blocked and his eyes closed. Shi Qingxuan replied, "Hey, how else could I leave? Brother Ming pulled me out. Luckily I wasn't trampled to death by those people."

Immediately afterwards, Ming Yi's voice also rang out in the spiritual formation. However, what he said froze the smile that had just appeared on Xie Lian's face. He said, "It's not me!"

no?!

Oh no! Xie Lian turned around suddenly and said, “Master Fengshi! Who is it that took you away?!”