Chapter 61 Is this little girl really human?

Although Bai Qianzhou had no desire to deal with them, she could not simply stand by and watch either. Yet she had little choice; Pei Hexuan had treated her well, and she was reluctant to entangle herself in too much karmic retribution.

Slowly reaching into her bag, Bai Qianzhou pulled out a few exorcism talismans and pasted them onto everyone, whereupon their condition finally improved.

"Thank you, young lady." Wen Yao had witnessed everything Bai Qianzhou did. Knowing that she had helped them, he was naturally filled with gratitude.

With the exception of Old Madam Wen, the rest of the Wen family members looked at Bai Qianzhou with gratitude. Given her intervention, even the densest among them now understood that this young girl was the master Pei Hexuan had sought out.

"If you want to thank someone, thank Mr. Pei. If it weren't for him, I genuinely wouldn't have wanted to bother with you people," Bai Qianzhou said bluntly as she stood beside Pei Hexuan.

Though the Wen family members felt rather uncomfortable hearing this, they could not refute her, as they were the ones who had been in the wrong to begin with.

Pei Hexuan, however, acted as if there was nothing wrong with Bai Qianzhou's words at all, lifting his chin up slightly with a look of pride.

This was the consequence of these people refusing to trust his Zhouzhou. In the end, didn't they still need his Zhouzhou to save them?

The middle-aged Daoist priest hastily hurled a talisman, but the moment the talisman touched the ferocious ghost, it was repelled by a powerful force and dissolved into ashes in mid-air.

"I'll kill you!" The ferocious ghost grew even more furious, its eyes flashing with a blood-red light as it lunged toward the middle-aged Daoist priest.

The Daoist priest turned pale with fright, his legs growing so weak that he could barely keep a steady grip on his talismans. As the ferocious ghost rushed right up to him, it was blocked by the copper-coin sword in his hand.

Unable to deal with the Daoist priest in his fury, the ferocious ghost turned on the Wen family instead, leaving them paralyzed with fear at the sight.

Had anyone told them ghosts existed in this world before, they certainly would not have believed it. Yet everything unfolding right before their eyes forced them to believe.

Just when they thought they were about to lose their lives, Bai Qianzhou flicked her figure and instantly appeared right in front of the ferocious ghost, raising her hand to smack it squarely on the head.

The ferocious ghost froze for a moment, never expecting that he, a dignified ferocious ghost, would actually be slapped by a little girl.

"You—" The ferocious ghost glared at Bai Qianzhou in rage, only to take another solid slap that beat the rest of his words right back down his throat.

"I—" The ferocious ghost wanted to say something, but was promptly slapped by Bai Qianzhou yet again.

"What on earth are you trying to do? Can you let me finish a sentence? I'm a ferocious ghost, you know! Don't I have any pride?" The ferocious ghost retreated abruptly, watching Bai Qianzhou with extreme vigilance.

"You're ugly, you play dirty, and you're a ferocious ghost talking to me about pride? Do you even have any pride?" Bai Qianzhou raised an eyebrow at the ghost, causing it to shrink back even further in caution.

"Get over here." Sitting on the sofa, Bai Qianzhou tossed an apple up and down in her hand and crooked her finger at the ghost.

"I... I'm not going over." The ferocious ghost shook his head violently. This girl was far too terrifying; he was scared!

"Am I giving you too much face? Either you crawl over here obediently yourself, or I beat you up first and then you crawl over. Pick one." Bai Qianzhou smiled warmly at him, terrifying him so much that his ghostly aura was practically about to scatter.

Was this young girl even human?

Why did she seem much more like an evil spirit than he did?

Hesitating for a moment, he chose to float obediently over to Bai Qianzhou. There was simply no help for it—although he was a ghost, Bai Qianzhou could genuinely and solidly hit him.

Wherever the ferocious ghost passed, the Wen family members scrambled to get out of the way, retreating frantically in terror.

"Talk. Why were you inside his body? Also, where are his missing soul and vital spirit?" Bai Qianzhou took a bite of the apple, a smile playing at the corner of her lips. Her tone was casual, yet it carried an invisible, overwhelming pressure.