After exchanging lives, the metaphysical female partner became the favorite of a wealthy family

"The temperature difference is so big, the temple shouldn't be like this." He Yi looked around.

There are no Buddha statues in the entire temple!

Continuing walking inside is the main hall.

But on the way, they met someone.

"Are the three donors here to pray?"

A young man came out with a scar on the left side of his face. When he smiled, the scar looked ferocious, adding a touch of vindictiveness to him.

"Who are you?" Xiao Qingbei looked at him.

"I am the temple owner here, Wang Song."

Li Qiao said: "Can we go to the main hall?"

"of course can."

Under Wang Song's guidance, the three of them walked into the main hall. There were many Buddha statues here, but Li Qiao found them strange.

The two worshiped, but Li Qiao remained motionless.

Wang Song on the side said: "Donor..."

"Sorry, they are the ones praying to the Buddha. I am accompanying them." After saying this, Li Qiao stood aside.

She clearly saw Wang Song's fierce eyes and disappeared in an instant.

After the worship, the three people left.

Wang Song never appeared again.

After arriving outside, the two of them felt a burst of warmth, as if spring had returned from the cold winter and the flowers were blooming.

"He Jingnian is inside."

"What? Really? Miss Li, let's go rescue Master Jiu."

"No, your mortal bodies cannot block the evil spirits inside. Over time, your lives will be in danger."

The expressions of the two people changed drastically.

Under Li Qiao's guidance, they booked a hotel.

He Yi knocked on the door of Li Qiao's room. After walking in, he saw her knitting an umbrella. He Yi asked curiously: "Miss Li, where did you come from?"

"Go to the front desk, he bought it for me."

Li Qiao continued knitting while talking.

The red umbrella has bells hanging from the four corners. When it is held up, it jingles very nicely.

"Is this body protection?"

"It can protect the body and collect ghosts. This is a unique magical weapon in our Taoist temple. I haven't done it for a long time, so I'm a little unfamiliar with it, so I can use it."

He Yi had a strange expression: "Miss Li, shouldn't the unique magic weapon be passed down? Why is there no original one?"

"There is no way, the founder is too lazy and only passed down graphic design."

In fact, the ancestor's craftsmanship was so poor that he couldn't do it well many times. In the end... he could only draw the drawings and pass them down from generation to generation.

"..." He Yi said with difficulty: "Master Patriarch has a personality."

Finally done.

Li Qiao handed the red umbrella to He Yi.

"Take it."

"It's so beautiful..."

He Yi stared at the red umbrella and sighed, Miss Li's craftsmanship is really amazing.

"Miss Li, when will we go again?"

"sunset!"

She looked at the high-hanging sun outside. The temperature in the room suddenly turned cold. She and He looked at each other.

The hanging bells jingled.

He held the umbrella handle nervously.

There was a dull knock on the door.

He Yi breathed slowly and said, "Who?"

"Open the door, it's me. What's going on with you?" Xiao Qingbei's voice came from outside.

He Yi relaxed at the familiar voice.

As soon as he opened the door.

A green face was exposed in front of him. He Yi's expression suddenly changed and he immediately opened the red umbrella.

The green-shooting ghost was put into the red umbrella in the next second.

His ferocious roar came from inside.

"let me out!"

He Yi hugged the red umbrella tightly, and handed it to Li Qiao with both hands, but saw Li Qiao slap the red umbrella with his fingers, and an even more tragic sound came from inside.

"It's so hot...let me out...let me out...I'm going to die, I'm going to be burned to death, Master, let me out...I don't dare to do it anymore."