This girl is a streetwalker in the demon world

An Ling accepted the commission from the businessman Qian Sanye at the city gate and came to his house to exorcise ghosts for him, but unexpectedly discovered that the source of this unknown black air was in the treasure house that Qian Sanye regarded as his life!

She controlled the wind with her feet and went deeper and deeper into this underground treasure house, tracing the source of the black air.

An Ling discovered that the deeper she went, the thicker the black gas became, almost to the point where it was visible to the naked eye. Moreover, the temperature inside the treasury was extremely low, and it was estimated that it was almost several degrees below zero.

She felt a little dizzy and almost forgot how long she had walked. She only knew that she had to follow the black air and continue moving forward...

"Stay with me..." A faint female voice sounded in her ears, like the whisper of lovers.

Hearing this voice, An Ling's eyes blurred again, her head felt drowsy and she was almost unconscious. At this moment, she gathered the energy in her dantian, put her tongue on the roof of her mouth, and shouted loudly: "Ha!" The sound wave and a huge amount of spiritual energy burst out together. The loud sound like a huge bell directly shook away everything around her. It was the authentic Buddhist Lion's Roar that was secretly passed down in Rulu Temple!

Everything in front of her eyes shattered into pieces. The second before An Ling woke up, she heard the ghost girl's shrill scream!

She suddenly woke up and found herself sitting in the reception room, the teacup in her hand still warm. Master Qian asked carefully, "Immortal, is this tea not to your liking?"

At this moment, a gust of cold wind blew over.

An Ling's eyes flashed like lightning, and she slipped a "Talisman to Suppress Evil" from her sleeve. She pinched the talisman between her index and middle fingers, and with a flick of her wrist, the talisman flew away in the direction of the cold wind.

"Want to perform magic again? Ha!" An Ling flew forward, opened her mouth and used one of the Lion's Roar moves. The evil-suppressing talisman and the Lion's Roar came one after another, and the burst of fire and air waves directly blew away the roof of the living room!

Mr. Qian San sat on the ground with his mouth wide open, staring blankly at An Ling who suddenly rushed in, throwing talismans and yelling at the air, and then, his house exploded! His precious antique porcelain vases, which were said to have been handed down from the Fire Deity period, were now... all gone!

Ignoring the still wailing Mr. Qian San, An Ling pressed on, vowing to force this unknown ghost thing to reveal its true form!

The first time she was enveloped by this gloomy wind, she had already fallen into this guy's illusion! Fortunately, she was conscious and got out of the illusion in time, but she didn't expect this guy to use the same trick again and cast an illusion again, trying to pull An Ling into the illusion!

"You can't run away this time!" An Ling threw out another revealing talisman provided by Qingfeng Temple. Just after the talisman paper was attached to Yinfeng, it let out a huge scream and turned into a circular stream of light, flying towards a certain place at a speed that could not be captured by the naked eye.

An Ling used the extremely practical "Wind Control Technique" to quickly catch up. When she encountered obstacles such as walls on the way, she just jumped lightly to glide with the wind and fly briefly in the air. However, after jumping over the obstacle, An Ling immediately released the Wind Control Technique, sank his Qi into his Dantian, and landed directly on the ground, and then continued to use the Wind Control Technique to hurry on.

This was a method she had recently figured out, which could significantly increase her speed. After all, she could use the ground to gain leverage, and with a push of her feet, she could sprint a long way, much faster than floating in the air! And it was just right for her to use it now.

In this way, one escaped and the other chased, and An Ling finally found the real hiding place of this thing! It turned out to be a room in the main house!

She grabbed a shivering passerby and asked, "Whose room is this?"

"Reply...Reply to the Immortal, this is Madam's room, but Madam has already taken the young masters and young ladies back to her parents' home to avoid disaster..."

An Ling did not delay any longer, but kicked open the door of the room. With a quick glance, she discovered the real culprit that caused the illusion: it was an extremely gorgeous bronze mirror with a smooth and clear surface and many delicate patterns around it. It was placed on the dressing table, and in the shadows, it seemed that a peerless woman was dressing up in front of it.

"Spring is what cannot be retained, and the twilight dyes her beauty." The woman sang sadly, and her slender jade fingers, which were dyed red with the juice of Impatiens, kept stroking her face, lamenting the passing of time and the loss of beauty.

"The demons and ghosts wait in vain for the dry bones to return, but in my dreams spring is still here." After she sang this line, the woman's skin gradually shrank and turned into pieces of ashes, lingering on a white skeleton. Her skull, which had completely lost its former beauty, slowly turned to An Ling, her jaw opening and closing, and she sighed softly, "I only wish that I could sleep forever and never wake up."

There was no longer any phantom of the woman in front of An Ling's eyes, and the black air above the Qian Mansion completely dissipated, returning to its former tranquility.

She walked to the bronze mirror, which reflected her face clearly. She knew that her face was only okay, but she didn't expect that it was so different from the woman in the mirror. She winked for a while, then split the bronze mirror with a sword, and then pasted several evil-suppressing talismans on the broken bronze mirror, and finally felt relieved.

An Ling walked outside holding the broken mirror. The breeze from her walk blew a few strands of soft hair on her forehead. With pride in her eyes, the girl said loudly, "The mirror ghost has been eliminated." Then she raised the trophy high in her hand. Powerful strength and a proud and joyful smile appeared on this girl at the same time, and the brilliance that burst out was even more heart-moving than the mirror ghost's peerless appearance.

Master Qian Sanye limped over with the help of Ah Fu. At this moment, he could no longer control his emotions and tears immediately flowed down his cheeks. His calves went weak and he knelt down and shouted to the sky, “My precious mirror! Ahh ...

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Under An Ling's anxious gaze, Third Master Qian finally calmed down and was not so angry that his blood vessels burst. They sat in the side hall, looking at each other. An Ling lowered her head in shame and apologized, "I'm sorry, Third Master Qian, I was too heavy-handed..."

"You...Ah!" Mr. Qian San felt heartbroken when he thought of the antiques he had placed in the living room and the bronze mirror he had bought back at a high price. However, he was still rational and knew that it was An Ling who saved him this time. It would be better not to keep such a terrifying thing at home.

"I bought this mirror from a ruined royal family in a certain country. It is said that it was used by the princess of the previous dynasty. I thought to myself, it is something used by the princess. As long as I don't say anything, who would know that my daughter-in-law in the Qian family can also use the princess's things? Hahaha." He laughed a few times, but his voice was still as bitter as always. "Guess how much silver it cost me?"

"How much...how much?" An Ling's voice began to tremble.

"This number." Mr. Qian Sanye covered his chest with his hands and made a "one" gesture.

"One thousand taels?" An Ling asked tentatively. This was the most expensive amount she could imagine.

Mr. Qian shook his head. He looked like a mirror that was about to break. "Ten thousand taels."

This number shocked An Ling so much that she stepped back repeatedly. This was too... too expensive! Thinking that she had chopped up such an expensive thing, she lowered her head in shame.

"Forget it... forget it... it doesn't matter anymore..." Uncle Qian San said calmly, "It's just spending money to avoid disaster. Dead things are external to the body after all. How can they compare to human life? Forget it." Although he said this, An Ling clearly saw that Uncle Qian San's hands on his legs were clenched into fists and were shaking slightly.

Seeing that the situation was not good, An Ling hurriedly said goodbye and did not even dare to accept the reward that Ah Fu handed to her, for fear of angering Master Qian to death again.

"Alas, the world is so unpredictable." She didn't know whose fate she was lamenting. She whispered as she slowly left the Qian family's house.

"An Ling... I'm really looking forward to the day when I can meet you in person..." The shadow twisted a bit, then returned to calm again.